#crying it's just the FUNNIEST excuse they could have given

[lizardthelizard]

no offence but this is still one of the funniest pieces of August related trivia that I've ever read

Someone: Hey August, did you know that Emma, one of your closest friends, is the Dark One now?

August: I knooooow and it sucks, right? I'd come and help out with things but I'm way too busy writing my autobiography in my dad's garage rn, sorry :/

[lilacknights]

Obey Me Headcanons: School Field Trip [Part I]

ALTERNATE TITLE: Filipino High School Field Trip Version

CHARACTERS: Gender Neutral MC, Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan [The rest of the brothers in Part II (TBA)]

TAGS: @poetofthedyingstars (If any of my Filipino mutuals/followers want to be tagged as well for Filipino content, please let me know in the notes or ask box!)

FOREWORD: I just started the game so I wanted to write something self-indulgent while I get to know the characters more! But since I only started, it might not be the most accurate. I also put 'Filipino High School Version' because this is based on my last experiences in school field trips here in my country and might not be as relatable to other countries (?). Sorry for any typos or grammatical errors, I've been trying to upload this since this morning.

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MC:

They are the (probably forced) caretaker of everyone in the bus. It's not even talked about, everyone just knew the moment the trip was planned.

Brought bags for, uhm, food exhalation emergencies and extra medicine. They might be demons but MC also knows they're idiots.

Was given a matching neck pillow by Asmo the day prior. 💖

There was no actual plan for seating arrangement made after a small fight yesterday on who gets to sit with MC.

In the end, they get seated around the middle of the bus next to Mammon who let them have the window seat at the start of the trip, with the promise that they exchange seats on the way home.

The group printed out an "I am [MC]." shirt just for the occasion to match with the brothers' "If lost, return to [MC]." version. The shirts will be worn at the final stop in an amusement park.

They had the most fun in said park but was also the most stressed because people actually tapped them and told them that someone with their group t-shirt is puking in one of the rides at least every other hour.

The funniest one was Lucifer who wasn't puking but instead made a child cry and now everyone is judgementally staring at him. Park security also asked for MC because someone (Belphie) fell asleep in the carousel and nobody could get him off. Mammon also fell off the pond swan ride but paid MC to not tell anyone. Beel was seen engulfing a food stall quite literally and staff had no way of stopping him. Satan and Levi got in trouble for fighting with a stall employee about one of the games. Asmo— Nah, Asmo wasn't much of a problem. He was just taking pictures in every nook and cranny of the place, including the bathroom.

It's not even the end of the day but MC is too tired to keep on walking around so they excuse themselves from the group to go back to the bus early and take a nap.

They woke up later from tapping on their shoulder and noticed how dark the sky was outside the window. It was Asmo who woke them up and in his hands was a souvenir keychain from the park that he gave them as a gift. "Good work today~"

When Asmo left, they noticed that there's actually a line down the aisle behind him. Each brother walked to them, giving them a little something they won in a game or bought at the gift shop. All the while also apologizing for what happened earlier.

MC almost cried then and there.

"I love you idiots so much." "Pero putangina niyo talaga. Sayang unli-rides ko."

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LUCIFER:

The teacher's pet who actively chose to sit in the front row of the bus with either the teacher or the Tour Guide assigned to your class.

Listens and takes note of everything the Tour guide says like a complete tool.

Will only look out the window if the guide points to something, otherwise he's looking ahead at the front window.

Brought a book but quickly realizes he will not get any reading done with the ruckus behind him.

Takes the aisle seat so he can easily look behind his chair and tell the others (read: Mammon) to shut the fuck up.

His favorite stop is the factory tour which he insisted on having. Everyone else was having emotional pain.

He didn't wanna wear the "If lost, return to MC" shirt, but Mammon accidentally spilled slushie all over him and he had no choice. Secretly found it cute and comfortable so he wore it on their trip back home, too.

By the end of the trip and while the bus is bringing them back, he's fast asleep with his head leaned back on his seat, arms crossed. Even Lucifer passes out after babysitting six fully grown men all day in four different locations.

When he wakes up though halfway home, the entire bus is quiet and mostly everyone is asleep but he suddenly had a pillow around his neck and a blanket over him.

Lucifer looked at the tag on the items, finding MC's and Mammon's names in the pillow and blanket, respectively. He couldn't help but smile, peeking behind his seat to find the said duo leaning on each other, 'sleeping'.

'Maybe this trip was actually worth the trouble.', he thought to himself, actually happy for once.

As long as no one mentions the doodling of a dick on his forehead, all is well.

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MAMMON:

Fought like a child to get the seat next to MC. In the end, the others agreed since no one else had the patience to deal with him.

Geared with hoodies and snacks, as well as a Bluetooth speaker that he never got to use because Lucifer confiscated it.

He was wearing the "If lost, return to MC" shirt from the beginning because no one has faith that he won't get lost.

He did get lost in the first stop, if you're curious. It was a zoo and they found him yelling at a monkey that stole Goldie.

This is that one student who just can't sit still inside the bus. He had to keep walking around and poking people whether or not the bus was moving.

Had probably fallen on his face once or twice whenever the bus driver unexpectedly hits the breaks.

Everyone is mad at him because he kept stealing snacks from each seat. The only one he didn't dare go to was Lucifer.

Insisted on riding every single ride in the amusement park with MC but was only halfway through his dream because they kept getting stopped by someone who needed MC's help with his disaster-prone brothers.

He now regrets suggesting the matching group shirts idea.

Would try to get MC with him on the ferris wheel ride. He succeeded but also miserably failed because his brothers caught ear of his plans and they all suddenly wanna get on the ride, too.

They reached weight capacity and Mammon is one of the people who got kicked out.

At the end, he bought a large yellow bear at the gift shop for MC after seeing them retreat to the bus early because of exhaustion.

Took the chance to cuddle with MC on the way back. <3 But right after he drew on each of his brothers sleeping faces and took pictures for blackmail. <3333

"You'll get in trouble with this, you know.", MC warned him, having caught him in the act.

"I got to draw a wiener on Lucifer's face. It's worth it."

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LEVIATHAN:

The one who didn't wanna come so he brought an entire bag full of portable games he could play in the bus plus some manga/magazines.

Has his headphones obviously and is on his phone the entire ride.

But even though he says he doesn't wanna go, he's the one posting on social media about everything that's happening around him.

He's honestly not a bad seatmate but he will bore you to death so even if someone was assigned next to him, they eventually started roaming the bus in search of actual human interaction.

Everyone else is chatting and laughing among themselves and he's just on his phone. No one knows what he's actually doing there.

MC checked on him at one point, looking over his chair to see what he was doing. "Hey, Le—"

Levi yelped and dropped his phone on the floor from surprise, screaming at MC that they shouldn't sneak in on people like that.

His phone slid under Satan's chair and his brother picked it up, brows creasing at what was in the screen.

"...Levi, you really shouldn't watch h*ntai in the bus."

His brothers (+MC) never allowed him to live that one down.

His gift for MC at the amusement park was a plushie because he felt bad that they had to talk staff out of banning him from the park altogether. They were selling rip off merchandise, what was he supposed to do!? Stay quiet!?

He was fast asleep on the way home but woke up screaming at Mammon because he immediately saw his reflection on his phone. He had poop emojis on his cheeks like this:

(👁️💩👄💩👁️)

"YOU CAN'T EVEN BE CREATIVE ON WHAT YOU'LL DRAW? DELETE THAT PICTURE NOW!"

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I hope you enjoyed! I'll do the other brothers next time because Tumblr hates me and keeps deleting my posts. </3 If you wanna see similar content, don't be shy to hop into my ask box (Anon asks is also on)! 🌷

[apinchofm]

Drunk

Benedict has various spirits in a flask. He decides to let a hurt Eloise and Edwina try.

2x07 AU in which everyone attended the Bridgerton Harmony ball.

Eloise was sitting in the garden, having escaped their mother's Harmony Ball. She hated smiling, the noblemen who wanted her to be silent and pretty.

"Still sad about Theo," Benedict observed, walking towards her. She frowned at her brother who offered his flask and she took it, taking a healthy swig.

"Not too much." Benedict frowned, "I was given the bottle by a... friend." She gave him a knowing look, wondering which of his 'friends' gave it to him.

"It tastes nice."

"Ameretto, it's from Italy." He explained. She hummed in contentment.

"It isn't so much Theo, as it is me. I feel different. He is a good friend but I..." Eloise shook her head and Benedict looked concerned, "Do not worry, nothing awful has happened."

"Good, because I would have had to have a few words with him," Benedict said and Eloise pushed him playfully.

Edwina had decided to wander around the gardens. Her face hurt from smiling so much. She did not want to be here, at all. She hated how Anthony and Kate would smile at one another, as if nothing awful had happened. She also hated that she had not seen their feelings for one another, so

"Oh, sorry!" She happened upon the two Bridgerton siblings.

"It's alright, Miss Edwina" Benedict said.

"Join the false happiness party. We are tired of the ball too." Eloise encouraged. She cautiously sat on the other side of Benedict, glad they were not being too pitying towards her.

"Have a taste," Benedict offered her the flask, "Join the imposter party," She hesitated before taking it and sipping the sweet alcohol.

"That is rather nice." Edwina admitted, "I am glad to find some kinship"

They passed the flask between the three of them, talking about the season, books, and Benedict's art. She liked that they were being friendly and normal and they liked her ability to try to cheer herself up.

Edwina and Eloise giggled as they went back inside the ball, both more drunk than intended.

"They seem happy." Lady Danbury observed, seeing the girls.

"At least she is cheering up," Mary said with a small smile. Kate was watching Edwina after having danced with Colin, then Anthony. She could not find her sister afterwards

The two girls decided to be each other's partners in the next dance, waving away any attempts by other suitors.

"Aww, I'm glad Eloise is finally having fun this season," Daphne said, seeing the two skip around. Simon looked closer.

When Eloise missed a step and fell forward, both girls laughed as if it was the funniest thing in the world, whilst others looked on amused.

"Too much fun," Simon murmured to Daphne who immediately realised what he meant.

"Oh no."

"What's wrong?" They were both startled by Violet who had come to watch the girls dance. It was not the most proper affair, but the two girls needed some fun after the past few weeks.

"I... forgot to give Auggie his teddy. It's his favourite. I must have left it in the carriage." Daphne excused.

"He will be crying all night until we return," Simon backed her up and the Lady gave them both a sympathetic smile. Simon decided to take Violet for a walk around the ballroom, so that his wife may sort out the two young debutantes.

Daphne pulled Anthony from where he was standing at the refreshment table, getting a lemonade for Kate and Mary. He looked at his sister confused, considering she had grabbed his arm.

"You will need to bring those to El and Edwina. It appears they are rather..." Daphne just indicated at the two girls laughing hysterically.

"Oh dear God," Anthony muttered. Just what they needed. He looked for Colin and Benedict, wondering which of his brothers he would kill at the end of the evening. He approached them as the dance ended.

"Eloise, here. Lemonade." Anthony gave it to her and she took it with an uncharacteristic beaming smile. She was very much in her cups.

Anthony cleared his throat and handed her the lemonade, "Miss Edwina. A refreshment."

"Thank you." She gasped and he was relieved. Then she decided to throw it all over his shirt and people around the gasped and giggled as the Viscount looked down, aghast.

"Oops!" She giggled but there was no remorse as she and Eloise cackled.

"An accident." He assured with a stiff smile, "It is alright." Kate came over, looking at Anthony's shirt and her younger sister sniggering.

"Why do we not get you-" Kate tried

"My sister and the Viscount are to be married! Isn't it wonderful! Kate will stay in England after all!" Edwina rambled loudly, "She was fine with leaving me but not him!"

"That is not fair. I wouldn't stay for the Viscount!" Eloise agreed

Mr Dorset came along, havgn seen the situation and for once, Anthony welcomed the doctor's presence, "Why do we not take the girls for a lie-down? A bout of hysteria, that's all. Young women tend to get tired near the end of the season" He knew that was not the case but felt the need to protect the two girls from further scandal.

"Thank you, Mr Dorset," Kate said as he helped Edwina and she helped Eloise, Mary and Violet close behind.

"Men are so dramatic," Eloise muttered.

...

The next morning, Eloise awoke first, wincing at the sunlight beaming into her room. Edwina was next to her, sound asleep. That was unusual but not unwelcome. She pushed that thought away, her headache causing her to flop onto her pillow, waking Edwina

"Oh, that is too bright!" Edwina complained pulling the cover over her head. Then she realised she was not in her bed at home and looked at Eloise, "Oh. Good morning."

At that moment, Violet and Mr Dorset came in and both girls looked at one another, nervous.

"Lady Bridgerton-" Edwina croaked

"Do not worry, Miss Edwina. Your mother and sister are downstairs, joining us for breakfast." Violet assured her, "The two of you insisted on sharing. You claimed that it would upset Newton if you were to be separated," She supplied, biting her lip, trying not to laugh. Edwina's face warmed, vaguely recalling how the two stuck to one another.

"I recommend a hearty Fully English," Thomas said with a kind smile and a maid nodded, going down to the kitchens.

"Thank you, doctor." Violet smiled politely and he nodded politely.

"Plenty of rest today, girls." He recommended, "But I will compliment you on an entertaining evening, Lady Bridgerton." With that, he smiled and left.

"What is a 'Full English?" Edwina asked, confused.

"Fried Eggs, beans, tomato sauce, black pudding, sausages and toast," Eloise explained tiredly, "You'll like it."

The two dressed for the day and trudged downstairs, arms linked together.

"Good morning."

"I hate you." Eloise sniped at her favourite brother who smiled, amused.

"I already got a lecture from Anthony. Only to give the two of you lemonade or juice. Not spiked." He winked.

The two girls sat at the table as the Bridgerton siblings held back smirks and laughs. Mary poured Edwina a cup of coffee and harshly placed the cup on the table.

"Amma!" Edwina winced at the clatter of the coffee cup. Eloise did too, the sound echoing in her ears.

"Good." Mary kissed her on the head, "That means no more spirits or either of you."

"Very much agreed," Violet concluded.

"I apologise for my behaviour last night, Lady Bridgerton and you, Mama. I know you were holding this to salvage my reputation and I rather spoilt it."

"It was rather entertaining, looking back. Everyone found it more amusing than anything." Violet said.

"Even Lady Whistledown is forgiving," Colin remarked, reading out the pamphlet, "The Diamond appears to be more fun than one realised. Perhaps her newfound freedom after her failed nuptials are allowing her to have more fun during the season."

Their breakfast arrived and Edwina was hesitant to try it, but found she actually liked it. Even the black pudding, though no one would tell her what it was made of.

Anthony and Kate walked in, Kate had gone back to Lady Danbury's with her mother last night. It was clear that they had one of their intense moments and Kate decided to sit next to Edwina who was eating happily.

"How are you feeling, Edwina?" Kate asked. She did not know where the two stood, considering everything.

"Sorry I ruined the ball," Edwina said quietly, finally looking at Kate who shook her head.

"You did not ruin anything. I'm sorry I did not keep a better eye on you." Kate said.

"And Anthony's shirt?" Colin asked cheekily.

"He ruined my wedding." She said unapologetically simply taking a bite out of her toast. The Viscount winced and looked away from her.

...

Kate approached Edwina later that afternoon, where she was curled up reading in her room.

"Lady Danbury suggested I stay here in silent contemplation. She was not as angry as I thought she would be." Edwina supplied.

In fact, she had found it rather amusing.

"You were upset that I was not staying after you marry?" Kate wanted to broach the subject.

Edwina put her book down, "I was." She did remember her saying that.

"I did not think you would want me around after you married." Kate explained, sitting down next to her.

"Why would I not? I asked mama to stay in England and she agreed. It is why I wanted Mr Dorset to court you." Edwina said, "If you would not stay for me, you would fall in love with a nice man and I would still see you! But you stay for him."

"I do not love Anthony more than you. That would be impossible." Kate pleaded, "I am sorry, I will always be sorry for wrecking your happiness. That will always haunt me, seeing you so hurt."

"It was not so much you but him. He was in love with you yet pretended to be in love with me. I feel like such an idiot." Edwina said, "If he does not even want me then what chance do I have with any other suitor? Our family will be ruined!"

"You have choices. All those men last night at the ball, some were asking me if they could visit you when things die down. Lord Lumley, Mr Dorset himself even. He may have been charmed by me, but he said he finds you really charming and I told him how much you love learning. He admired that."

Edwina looked at her, surprised. Kate was still trying to find her someone to make her happy, despite how awful she had been towards her.

"You were still looking for another suitor for me?"

"That is all I have wanted. Even though we have hurt one another in recent weeks, you will always be my sister." Kate told her, "And I know I will have to work to regain your trust, but I want you loved."

"You have it," Edwina whispered and she looked at her so relieved and hopeful, smiling tearfully.

"I'm sorry for calling you my half-sister. You are my favourite, the best sister. That was cruel and unnecessary. I was so angry, I thought that the two of you had done the whole thing to make me look a fool." Edwina shrugged, "I was heartbroken and I should not have taken it out on you."

"Never." Kate promised, "I should have told you about myself and the Viscount before. You did hurt me, Ed. We have been hurting one another so much."

"I know. I will forever be sorry. I just know Appa would be disappointed in me." Edwina said.

"Just a little." Kate admitted, "But he could never stay angry with either of us for long." He was terrible at times out and punishments for his girls.

"Can we start again?" Edwina asked, "Just us. Forget about the Viscount. If he makes you happy and it means you will stay, then that is what matters to me, more than anything. So that we can be best friends again."

Kate hugged her, "I'm so glad I have your blessing. And yes, let us start again. But we have always been best friends and sisters. That will never change. Will you give the Viscount his blessing? Not now, but when you feel less hostile?"

Edwina nodded. She would need a few days, even a few weeks but she would speak with the Viscount, "Am I to apologise for his shirt?"

"It was rather funny." Kate admitted and they both giggled, "His face! I think he believed you were truly a soft delicate thing!"

They both laughed, "Well then, he knows not to mess with either of us."

...

Eloise was sitting in her own room, not wanting to speak with anyone. Benedict had checked in on her. Violet decided it was her turn to take a look in on her daughter.

"I know. I will never drink again, especially with Ben." She said, ready for her scolding.

"That was not- Well, yes. Please do not drink with your brother again." Violet laughed slightly, "But, I have to ask, what is wrong Eloise?"

"I'm not like you and Daphne, or even Fran. I can't do all of this. Try to impress men who I do not care about nor am I attracted to!" Eloise ranted, "I don't want to. I feel more attracted to the women I read about than..." She shook her head, seeing her mother's surprised look, "Perhaps I should be admitted to Bedlam."

"There is nothing wrong with you." Violet emphasised, holding her hands, "Nothing. It would pain me more if you pretended to be someone you were not. Oh, dearest. I just want you happy."

"So... I do not have to marry this season?" Eloise asked hopefully.

"I believe two weddings in this family is enough for one season," Violet assured and Eloise chuckled, leaning into her mother for a hug.

[itzyourgirlnat]

Not a science fan

It’s a monday evening, you and Kara are eating peacefully.

‘So, your school called me this morning’ she said while eating.

You immediately stopped eating and raised your head to look at her.

‘whatever they said I did it wasn’t me’

‘What? Kid, no! You didn't do anything wrong’ she stopped for a second ‘Did you?’

‘No! of course not’ you said while choking a bit.

‘Anyways, they called me to know if you were attending “the ceremony” this Saturday. It seems that you didn't confirm your attendance?’

‘oh, OOH’ Of course, the ceremony, you completely forgot about it.

The thing is that when this school year began, you were supposed to take physics. However, you hated it. Ok, you didn't hate it, but you definitely weren’t a fan (which is hilarious since your mom is literally one of the best scientists on the planet). But the funniest part was that even your teacher knew, actually it was him who recommended you to quit his class. At first you were shocked because science is something you’ve always done, what could you do instead of that? That’s when he suggested the newspaper along with a class specialised on writing. It is true that you’ve always been good at writing stories, but you never considered taking it seriously.

Anyways, literally the next day instead of learning about physics you’re learning the basic elements of a storyline. The surprising part was that after that class, you completely fell in love with it and, since then, you started working on a simple storyline that ended up being much more complex and longer than you expected. You wanted to talk to your moms about it, but when all happened you weren’t seeing them that much, and once you were, you just didn't have the courage to do it. A thing that stopped you was that both Kara and Lena were geniuses when it comes to science. But the main problem was with Lena, you’ve spent so much time with her in her lab in L-Corp, and even if you didn't enjoy it as much as her, every time you spent with her there was such a bonding experience that you couldnt tell the truth. So you just avoid the topic, even if you knew that one day they would find out.

Going back to the ceremony, that story you first started writing ended up becoming a book. A novel that you had to present in order to pass the class. What you weren’t aware of at the time was that the best ones would compete in a contest that involved schools from all National city. And, last week, you were given the news that your story was one of the finalists.

While you were scolding yourself mentally for not declining the invitation Kara had put all the food away and was now cleaning.

‘What’s that ceremony?’ she questioned while turning around to look at you

‘It’s nothing’

‘Y/N’

You sighed

‘I wasn’t planning on going anyways’

She did the famous crickle and that’s when Lena entered the kitchen

‘Hi loves’ she kissed Kara and then kissed you cheek.

‘What are you two talking about?’

‘Your daughter was invited to a ceremony’

‘Really? what is it about?’ she questioned

‘It's nothing, just an award ceremony’ you got up and started walking towards your room.

‘Wait, so you are nominated for something?’

‘It seems like it’ you sighed ‘but it's nothing and I wasn't planning on going’

`Why?’ Kara asked

‘What for? I’m not gonna win and I don't really care if I do’ you walked towards the door

‘Well I do,’ Lena said. ‘Can we go?’

‘The principal told me that we could’ Kara said

‘Guys it's really not necessary’

‘Of course it is!’ Kara said

‘Wait, is it that science competition?’ Lena asked

Oh no

‘Emm no’

‘Then what is it?’

They both looked at you. You took a deep breath

‘Its, its justforasillybookIwroteforaclass’ you said as fast as you could

‘Wait wait , wait, what?’ Lena said

‘Did you say you wrote a book?’ Kara said walking towards you

‘Umm yeah’

‘Why didn’t you tell us?!’

‘When did you say the ceremony was?’ Lena asked

‘Saturday. Y/N why didn’t you say anything?’

You were about to answer when Alex called her sister. Soon enough she had to leave for a Supergirl emergency. Thank Rao

‘We’ll talk about this later’ she said before leaving

You were already going to you room when Lena called you to sit with her

‘So, Y/N, for what class did you have to write the book for?’ she said, raising her brow. Oh no, she knows, she totally knows

‘Please don't get mad’ you said

‘Why would I?’

‘Ok, so, its for a writing class that I’m taking’

‘Really?’

You nodded

‘Why would that make me mad?’

‘Because I’m taking it instead of physics. Sorry I didn’t tell you, I swear I’ll join physics again if you want me too’ You looked away from her expecting an angry response. Surprisingly, she grabbed your hand and squished it gently

‘Y/N, I know’

‘What?’

‘Did you really think you could just change your classes without me finding out?’

‘Yes?’

She chuckled

‘Of course not. in fact your physics teacher told me about the newspaper and the writing class before telling you’

‘So, YOU’VE KNOWN ALL THIS TIME?’

She was now laughing hard, but she soon hugged you. After some minutes she let go of you and placed a lock of you hair behind you ear

‘and you’re not mad?’

‘No! I mean, it did hurt that you didn’t tell us but, it's your life and if you prefer to attend that class I support your decision’

‘I’m sorry. I just didn’t wanna make you feel disappointed and-’

‘What? Honey, you know you could never disappoint me’

‘I know, it's just that science in general is something that you really enjoy and that I’m supposed to be good at. But it also made us spend a lot of time together at L-Corp. And, I love spending time with you, I guess I didn't want that to end’

‘Oh Y/N. Look, just because I enjoy science doesn't mean you have to like it too. Besides, spending time together doesn’t have to involve science. When I take you to L-Corp it's nothing more than an excuse to spend time with you. But we could do other things, all I care about is spending time with you’

It was now your turn to hug her.

You cuddled for a while and when you were about to fall asleep in her arms she asked ‘Why didn’t you tell mom? I mean writing is kind of her thing’

‘I was planning on doing so, but I’m not very good at it, and I wanted to improve before I show her’

‘What did we tell you about being perfect Y/N?’

‘I know, but ieu is a Pulitzer winner. I doubt I’ll ever be at her level but I wanted it to be at least presentable before showing it to her. I want her to be proud’

She caressed your cheek

‘She’ll always be proud of you. Well except if you murder someone or do something very terrible like that’

You laughed at her comment

‘But I’m sure she’s dying to read it’

‘Thanks mom’

She kissed your forehead and at that moment through the window Kara entered

‘Hi guys’

‘Hi’ you both said turning your heads to look at her

You looked at Lena, who somehow guessed what you were thinking (like always) and nodded

‘I wanna show you something’ you said to Kara before sprinting towards your room. Before anyone could say anything you were already back with a your book in your hands

‘Here’ you said giving it to Kara ‘The binding is pretty simple but the full final story is in there’

She was looking at the novel in her hands

‘You wrote this?’ her eyes were starting to water

‘Yeah. Please have mercy while reading it, its not -’

‘It's perfect’ she then hugged you harder than she had done in a long time 'I'm sure it is'

‘Does this mean you’ll go to the award ceremony?’ Lena ask

‘I mean I have nothing better to do this Saturday’

That same night Kara started reading your book. It was actually 3 am when you woke up to go to the bathroom when you saw a light coming from their bedroom. You walked towards the light and saw Kara still reading your book out loud with Lena on her lap listening. They were so invested in the story that they didn’t even notice you. You decided to give them some privacy and went back to your room.

The next day you were so nervous, you knew that they had been reading your book but were too scared to ask for their opinion. Luckily between school and practice you didn't have time to think much about it. After a long day you finally got home and as soon as you entered the door both of your moms ran to you.

‘Y/N! when Rory is at the cave under the fire palace and gives Camila the silver stone and tells her that is her turn to take care of it, does it mean he has accepted that he won’t see her again?’ Kara asked very seriously

But before you could answer her question Lena asks ‘But if that is true why does he continue to deny the fact that he won’t be able to see her again during the next four chapters?’

You chuckled ‘Wait you’ve already read it all?’

‘Yeah and we have questions so please tell us’ Kara asked

You spent around an hour answering all their questions about your book. This made you incredibly happy since they were both so into it

‘You’re gonna write a sequel right?’

‘I wasn’t planning on doing so’

‘WHAT?!

‘But Y/N it's not only an incredible story but the way you portray society and all the critiques you make are perfectly made. I mean this is more than a fantasy story’ Kara exclaimed and at that moment you couldn’t hold it anymore and started crying. She panicked and hugged you immediately

‘Did I say something wrong?’ she asked very worried

‘Do you really like it that much?’ you asked

‘Of course I do! Not only because you wrote it but because it is really good’

‘Then I’ll have to write another one’

‘Please do’ Lena said ‘And no pressures but don't take long because I need to know if Rowan survives’

You all laughed

‘I knew you'd like him’

It was three days later, Saturday evening, you were all getting ready to go to the award ceremony. A week ago you didn’t care about this event, but now, after your moms read your work, you were really nervous. You walked to the kitchen with the outfit you had chosen earlier (a dress or a suit,... something elegant of your choice).

‘Wow, you look great’ Lena said

‘Like mother like daughter I guess’

She winked at you. Soon enough you were all in the car and suddenly you were already sat in the auditory surrounded by other nominees and even a couple press members.

‘Nervous?’ Kara asked who was on your right

‘Kind of’

‘Don’t be’ Lena who was on your left held your hand

A few categories were announced and yours was the next

‘Hey, whatever happens we’re very proud of you’ Kara said

The following things happened very quickly. Suddenly your name was called and you were walking towards the stage after Lena literally crushed you with a hug. And five seconds later you were with the second prize in your hands. Once many pictures were taken you were walking down towards your moms when a man in what looked like a very expensive suit approached you

‘Congratulations’ he said

‘Thank you’

‘I’m Anthony Lee’

‘Ar-are you serious? you’re the owner of one of the most important publishing houses of the city’

He chuckled

‘I see you know who I am’

You were about to reply when you heard Kara calling you.

‘I don’t want to take much of your time, just wanted to ask you to continue writing, you’ve clearly inherited your mothers ability with words’

You blushed

‘Well thank you’

He gave you a card with a phone number and an email

‘Please, if write something else send it to this email and one day we may work together’

With that he kindly said goodbye and left. You then walked towards your moms and Kara immediately hugged you.

‘Y/N you did it! I’m so proud of you!’

‘Congratulations darling’ Lena said squeezing your arms

‘Thank you guys’

‘Who was that man that approached you?’ Kara said

‘That was Anthony Lee’ you said

‘No way!’ Kara replied

‘Emm a bit of context please?’ Lena said

‘He’s the owner of one of the biggest publishing houses of the city!’ Kara said almost jumping

‘He told me to send some of my future work so that one day we can work together’ you said blushing once more

‘Are you serious?!’ Lena said

You nodded. Immediately they both hugged you and somehow Alex was soon hugging you and then Kelly (it turns out your moms couldn’t hold it and told almost everyone about the ceremony). You then went to a restaurant to celebrate and had an amazing time with everyone.

Once in your car on your way home you said ‘Hey guys?’

‘Yes baby?’

‘Thanks for making me go, it was really fun’

‘Well, we didn't do you much. You were the one who won’ Lena said

‘I got second place’

‘Same thing to me’ she replied to which you all laughed.

It had really been a very unexpected week.

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[bluejaem]

7 THINGS — J.JH

❝ The seven things I like about you. Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's. When we kiss, I'm hypnotized. You made me laugh, you made me cry, but I guess that's both I'll have to buy. Your hand in mine when we're intertwined, everything's alright. I wanna be with the one I know. And the seventh thing I like the most that you do. You make me love you. ❞ — ♫ 7 things by miley cyrus

↳ PAIRING — jaehyun × gn!reader

↳ GENRE — tooth-rotting fluff lmao, slight angst in the end, post-break-up!au

↳ WORD COUNT — 2.16k ; « 8 min »

↳ WARNING/S — a kiss, mentions of food at one point, like one curse word ig

↳ PLAYLIST — paris in the rain by lauv :: fly away with me by nct 127 :: king of my heart by taylor swift

↳ A/N — perhaps I fell in love with jaehyun while writing this fjsnfjdjf. low-key plagiarised some of my own works while writing this lMaO. Anyways, I just hit my 3-month mark with this blog on this hellsite. So this is a celebratory work ig?

↳ SYNOPSIS — Sure, he broke your heart. But you still weren’t over him. No matter how much you tried, he was the only one in your heart.

And here lie the 7 things you love about jaehyun.

the first thing — your eyes looking in mine

“Ooh, do you remember this one? We took this on our first ever date. You were so cute then — not that you still aren't—” you pulled out the polaroid picture of the two of you from the album and showed it to Jaehyun, who was sitting beside you.

But he turned out to be staring at you.

His eyes were like an empty canvas, gradually being painted with love after every moment that passed. His eyes were always gentle. They looked at you with a softness you had never encountered before. The gaze that was filled with nothing but warmth and fondness. His eyes that spoke a thousand words at once. With a thousand tales to tell.

You were lost.

Lost in his eyes. For who knows how long. But all that mattered was that he was too.

“What?” you giggled when you saw him smile. “nothing, you're just really endearing,” he gushed.

This statement was soon followed by a shy smile taking over your face. He couldn't help but chuckle at this sight. How you'd always shy away whenever he complimented you. Or how you'd try to be the flirty one, but when he said something next, you'd be the flustered one.

He loved the fact that he still had the same effect on you.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the second thing — your smile

“hi bubs, and what's your name?” you crouched down to talk to the little toddler holding onto her mother's hand. “I'm Zoey!” the girl replied. 

“Hi, Zoey! I'm y/n!” you flashed her your sweetest smile and put your hand forward for a handshake. She returned your smile with the same amount of affection and shook hands with you.

“And this is uncle Jaehyun,” you take Jaehyun by his hand and make him crouch down beside you.

“Hi, Zoey! That's such a pretty name!” Jaehyun cooed with delight. “Thank you,” the girl giggled, and you did too.

The way his smile grew wider, the dimples making an effortless appearance. He adored you so much, and you had no idea about it.

“Bye!” you waved Zoey and her mom goodbye and turned to look at a smiling Jaehyun.

His eyes, his lips, and his spirit all at once smiled at you. He paints a ray of sunshine all over his face. His smile lights up your world — always. His smile was one of happiness growing, much as a spring flower opens. You could see how it came from deep inside to light his eyes and spread into every part of him. In his sweet smile is all the love you'll ever need.

And there you went, falling for him all over again.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the third thing — your hand in mine

“Do you trust me?” he asked as he finished tying the black cloth on your eyes.

“with my life,” you replied, feeling the soft fabric of the clothing on your eyes.

“Well, then,” he smiles, taking your hand in his as he leads you to a surprise that awaits you.

The warmth of his hands penetrating through your skin. The way your hand fit perfectly in his. The feeling of his fingers intertwined with yours was one that couldn't even be described in words.

It felt like holding onto your world at your fingertips and never wanting to let go of it.

“And we're here! Please don't open your eyes until I tell you to do so,” he untied the cloth and ran to the other side.

“Can I open my eyes now?” you snickered because you kind of knew where this was going.

“Yes!” that was the last thing you heard before opening your eyes to a smiling Jaehyun holding a huge card that read, "”ill you be mine again?”

You slowly made your way to him, a candle-lit pathway made just for you. “happy 1st anniversary, love” he gave you a peck on the cheek as he kept the card down.

“you didn't have to do all this?!” you let out a shocked chuckle as you looked at the rest of the decoration. “Now you're making me feel bad that all I did was gift you a bottle of perfume!”

He smiled at your comment and took out something from his pocket. He went behind you, and you felt a cold chain making contact with your skin. He locked the necklace from the back and made you turn to face him.

“Don't feel bad — your presence itself is a gift from heaven above.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the fourth thing — your ears when you're shy

You woke up to the sound of the sizzling of eggs on the pan. You broke into a big yawn as you sluggishly made your way towards the kitchen.

“Good morning to you too,” he chuckled when he looked at you barely able to open your eyes.

You instantly found yourself smiling when you heard his voice. You walked up to him and hugged him from behind, resting your chin on his shoulders as he continued cooking.

“we're eating eggs again?” you groaned out of boredom. “What did you want to eat?” He snickered.

You wore a sly grin as an idea hits you at the right moment, "I want you.” you whispered in his ear. His eyes slowly grew wide, processing whatever the fuck that you just said.

He turned around — only to see you, a laughing mess. And as soon as you saw that smirk on his face, you knew it was time to run.

“aww, your ears are turning red. What happened, loverboy? Were you flustered because of what I said?” You teased him as you both were waiting for the other one to leave their side of the couch and run.

It was one in a million moments when jaehyun was the flustered one, and you were the one who provoked him to be. And so, these moments really had to be the most memorable ones.

“Jae, no–” you sprinted to your room as he followed you. “Let's not–”

Your legs hit the end of the bed, and the next thing you knew was that you had fallen on the bed and jaehyun got on the bed with you, tickling the life out of you.

“Wait, do you smell that?” you said as you sniffed dramatically. Jaehyun stopped tickling you for a moment, and the look on his face when the realization hit him was honestly the funniest thing you had ever seen. You let out the weirdest chuckle when your heard him shouting in horror,

“my eggs!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the fifth thing — your lips when we kiss

"”want a sip?” he offered you his coffee while you were sipping on yours. “How'd you know I wanted to try it?” You let out a soft chuckle while you take his coffee to try.

“I mean, even when you're sipping on yours, your eyes were on my drink. What else should I decipher it as?” he continued walking along with you, smiling when he saw your reaction to consuming his cup of coffee.

You let out a dissatisfied cough after drinking a little bit of his coffee. You hand him his coffee back. “How do you drink that stuff, dude?” you gulped hard, trying your best to get rid of the bitterness by taking long sips of your drink.

“Not like yours is that great,” he said in his cockiest tone in an attempt to provoke you.

You stopped on your tracks, disbelief was written all over your face, “Excuse you, for this is my best buddy!” you scoffed. Well, almost choked, but we won't talk about that right now.

“Then let me try yours—”

“Nope, sorry. And now you've lost the both of us.” Sure, you were fighting like an elementary school kid at that point. But in your defense— yeah, no. You were just being petty, and Jaehyun was just playing along.

You walk ahead of him while he stood there, trying to think of how to get back at you. An idea perks him as he looks at your figure slowly getting smaller the further you walked. He quietly jogged his way towards you, wearing a smug smile on his face.

Oh, dear y/n. You signed up for something you didn't know was about to come.

When he finally caught up to you, he tapped on your shoulder. As a reflex, making you turn around to look at who it was. But instead, you were met with a pair of lips on yours. Not just anybody, but the only guy ever, Jung Jaehyun.

Resistance — was something you were always pretty bad at. And especially when it came to Jaehyun.

No matter how hard you'd try, you always end up giving in. And as a matter of fact, that's what happened then too. He smiled in between the kiss, knowing very well that you had once again given in to him. Your other hand runs through his hair while he pulls you closer to himself, closing any distance between the two of you.

God, you missed kissing him.

He finally broke from the kiss, and started walking, leaving you totally confused. He wore a smile of triumph as he said, "I never liked Mocha anyway," not once did he look back at you before saying that.

For a hot minute, you were pretty confused as to what he meant by that. And that's when you understood that he was talking about the coffee.

You stood there, totally baffled — screaming on top of your lungs while he still kept walking,

“Get back here, Jung gorgeous-ass-man-who-just-tricked-me-like-that Jaehyun!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the sixth thing — your voice when you call out my name

“you coming?” you shouted as you got out of the water, walking your way up to where jaehyun was standing. He seemed to have been writing something on the wetter side of the sand.

“And, done!” He presented you with the small surprise he had prepared for you. You smiled when you saw what it was. He took you by your hand, giving it a kiss before making you stand beside him.

“Jaehyun + y/n forever” he read it out loud while pointing at the sand.

The way your name rolled off his tongue so easily, yet giving it its own unique color. It felt foreign but at the same time, it was so familiar and resounded through your whole self. No matter how many times he calls out your name, something about it still gives you a sense of serenity and you could never get tired of it.

“you plus me forever indeed,” you softly said, burying your head in the crook of his neck as you hugged him.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the seventh I like the most that you do — you make me love you

“This is the last one for today, I promise,” Jaehyun said as you both climbed up the stairs of an unknown building. You both entered what looked like an empty terrace with a bench in one of the corners.

He sat on the bench and signaled you to sit beside him. “We're ready!” he shouted.

You were kind of confused by whatever that was going on at that moment. “For what?” you looked at him. Anticipation getting the best of you when you saw the proud look on his face.

“For that,” he put both his hands forward, pointing at the other side of the terrace, basically the wall.

And that's when the led lights lit up, and you could see some words coming the other way like a long led banner.

He read, “There are days when I feel down, and there are days when I feel joy, but the best part of it is going through it all with — you. I know what I'm going to say next is kind of cheesy, but”

This time he turned to you, reaching out for your hand “— will you be my once upon a time?”

It was like the flower of love bloomed once again. There’s something about him that you find so intriguing. Something to his aura that never fails to bring in pleasant surprises. It was like this weird force of attraction that never failed to make you fall for him all over again — if that was even possible. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

But as history has seen it before, every story has an ending. And the one of yours and jaehyun's was of no exception.

© BLUEJAEM, 2021

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[trynafindlibras]

Drunk in Love

Todoroki Shouto x fem!reader

So this is my first piece and I’m nervous but here you guys go😖 Also please let me know if you want more content my request are open.

Word Count : 2.8k

A/N: Also not proof read, I wrote this midnight and I am extremely tired. So sorry if there is many mistakes I promise to better.

Warnings : 18+, all characters are aged up, smut, drunk sex, dom reader, alcohol consumption, fluff, sex toy mentioned, cursing, and fem!reader

While putting on the last step of your makeup you thought to yourself if this was the right thing to do. You had begged Shouto to take him to meet his friends, because you wanted to understand his personal life better. But doesn’t mean that you weren’t fucking nervous. When it came to Shouto were nervous about everything that involved you getting into his personal life more. You wanted him happy, that was your biggest goal. 

While lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice your boyfriend of 2 years looking at you with pure admiration.

“ You know you shouldn’t stress to much Y/N.”

Pulling away from your thoughts you turned to look at him 

“ Well I can’t help it. What if they don’t like me” you trembled 

“ We can always cancel and call for takeo-”

“No!”

Even though you were nervous, doesn’t mean you were going to back down from this. This is nothing, right?

Finishing up with your makeup, Shouto had stared the car. It was Kirishima’s 27th birthday. Shouto had said that your going to this nice ass restaurant. “ The finest of them all” he smirked. 

On the way their you hand were shaking badly. You had always struggled with anxiety growing up, and meeting new people was a trigger. But you wanted to challenge yourself because you knew you could do it. And so did he.

Noticing that your hands were shaking he grabbed them at the red light. Heating up his left side to bring some comfort to them he smiled to you. “You know, I love you with all my being” he whispered. You gave him a small smile to hide your fear. 

Arriving at the restaurant, you took in a shaky breath and headed inside. Walking inside you can hear, what you assumed as his classmates, talking loudly. Getting closer you heard his friends shout his name. They were all sitting at a long rectangular table with beautiful center places.

“Hey Todoroki-kun” someone man with green curls shout

“Hey guys. Everyone I want you to meet my girlfriend Y/L/N, Y/N” Shouto shouted with excitement.

Coming from behind Shouto, “ Hi, but please call me Y/N” you gulped

After being introduced to everyone, you sat next to Mina at the end of the table. Once seated your were given a glass of wine, as soon as you received it you chugged it down without anyone noticing. Trying to be classy and not looking like an alcoholic. But then later you had gotten your 2nd glass of the night. 

As the night continued on you could see there was nothing to worry about in the first place. Everyone was sweet, no one judged you, and this group was the funniest people to be around. Now even though you had calmed down with your nerves, you were on your 5th glass of wine. You usually didn’t drink on the regular, and also your a massive light weight so you could feel wine getting to you. 

“So Y/N tell me about yourself. Its not everyday that Shouto brings an attractive girl to meet us” Momo spoke.

You looked up finishing your last bite of the birthday cake served. You tried your best to not slur your words, but now it was up to god if he was gonna let you embarrass yourself in front of Shouto’s friends.

“Aww thank you. Well for starters I’m the top OBGYN at Tokyo Central Hospital. My quirk allows me to make the birthing process quicker and painless for the mother. And also I just love babies.” you said calmly. 

Now you were starting to feel the wine really get to you. Its not like you were a sloppy drunk or a mean drunk. But a HORNY drunk.  And you were starting to feel pulses down there. So you crossed your legs tightly to relieve some of the tension that was currently happening in your panties. But someone also started to notice your little movements. And he felt the need to tease you. 

He placed is hand on your thigh, really close to your core. In fact his pinky was rubbing your slit slightly through your thin skirt.

Heat started to rise to your checks and you started to feel hot. Trying to push his hand away without the others noticing, you looked up to see him that smirk. The smirk you knew that we wasn’t playing, The smirk that you knew that yours guts were about to be rearranged. The smirk you knew that you may need to take the next day off. Still trying to take off his hand, Kirishima stood up and started, “ I want to say thank you everyone one for this night, and Y/N it was pleasure to meet you. And uhh Happy Birthday to me.” Once he finished everyone stood up to walk out as the night was ending, but for you,

No honey the night was just starting.

Finally getting Shouto’s hand off, you stood up quickly to head to the car, but you were stopped by the group of girls.

“ Hey Y/N, can I just say I have never seen Todoroki-kun so happy with someone, the way he’s happy with you.” Mina spoke.

“Yeah, Todoroki doesn’t smile the way he smiles around.” Tsyu ribbited

It made you feel warm to know that the person you love most  in this world, felt the same way to the point where his friends picked up on his actions.

“Thank you. I love Todoroki more than anything in the world.” You were starting to get emotional and you knew that you had to leave before you busted out in tears in front of all these people. Shouto and you said your goodbyes and went on your marry little way. 

On your way out, you were stumbling over your heels. Todoroki’s hands on your waist to keep you balanced, you still struggled to get to the car. Annoyed with your heels that were killing your feet you stop and yanked them off. 

“Babe you can’t walk on the floor barefoot. This floor is nasty."

“Well you know what? My feet hurt and I don’t care how you feel!” That last part you slurred your words, yet your boyfriend still understood you and rolled his eyes. 

“You know you get on my nerves “ he said throwing you on his shoulder.

“But you love me right?” you giggled 

After being thrown in the car, and exiting the garage you started to feel the wetness in your panties. Trying to suppress the need of being touch, you move around. And started feeling hot again.

“Baby do you need to throw up?” Todoroki looked at you with concern in his eyes.

“You wanna know something Shouto motherfucking Todoroki?” you hissed, again your drunk.

“You always tease me with your beautiful fucking blue and grey eyes. And your muscular, veiny, soft, and pale hands teasing me in front of your friends. And your doing it while I’m thinking of your beautiful cock.” at this moment in time your boyfriend look towards you but also trying to keep his eyes on the road as your slurring your words. 

And in some way, he started to feel his cock strain against his boxers. You continued to talk about how you like to swallow his cock with your pussy. Now he was starting to get hot, and feeling heat rush to his checks. 

After arriving home after a painful drive of you just speaking your feelings to your man. It started with you talking dirty to him, and then you started crying. Once in the garage Todoroki helped you out of the car, making sure that you didn’t fall. 

In a way your want for Todoroki never went away. 

You wanted him.

And you wanted him bad. 

Walking past you, your boyfriend went to your shared bedroom to start getting ready for the night. You followed him into the bathroom. He walked into your shared closet slowly taking off his watch that you got him for your 2nd anniversary. 

You slowly made your way towards your boyfriend, admiring all his psychical features. The way he unbutton his shirt. How he took it off show casing his broad shoulders. The shoulders you love to claw down, when this man has you feeling nothing but pure bliss.

You lightly traced your fingertips over his shoulder. Feeling your touch, Shouto look towards you with the smirk that made you want to pounce on him.

“Love you have work tomorrow.” Looking away to put his shirt back on the hanger.

“I can always call out. You know this.” You said licking your lips ready to devour him.

“Please” you said with begging eyes.

“How could I ever deny you” he murmured. 

Shouto picked you swiftly placing you on the island in the middle of the closet. He kissed with such dominance, but you weren’t giving in tonight. With him between your legs you wrapped your legs around pulling him into you. Moaning into this kiss as you felt his hard cock pressed onto you aching core. You moved your hand to the back of his neck to push him even closer than you already had him.

No matter how many times you had sex with Todoroki, he always had you excited like a teenage girl. And yes that might sound dumb. But the way this man touches you, kisses you, and holds you. Who wouldn’t be excited to be near him.

You continued to kiss him with passion. You slowly moved your hand to the waistline of his bands to start taking off his belt. Successfully removing the belt, you broke the kiss to remove your top. Throwing it to the floor, with no care in the world. Only for the man in front of you.

Went back to kissing him only to be stop by his finger.

“See the thing is, you shouldn’t rush things, love, you should take your time.” he taunted. 

“Todoroki I don’t have time for your games .” you stated frustrated.

He knew all your buttons, and he knew how to use them against. But so did you. 

“Well then, you don’t have time for me then.” He said backing away from you. 

“Fine, you want play games, we can play games.” You hopped down from the island walking towards your bedroom. Todoroki followed curious to what you were planning. You walked over to your bed bending down to get the toys you had stored away under the bed. 

“What are you doing Y/N”

“Like I said Todoroki, I don’t have time for your games. So if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in the guest bedroom if you need me.” you walked out with dildo that represented Todoroki’s cock perfectly. Long, thick, and veiny. Everything you needed to satisfy yourself.

Before you could make it to the door, you were stopped in your tracks.

“Where the fuck do you think your going?” He looked down on with anger. But he denied you.  He stopped you. So why is he angry?

“You stopped me remember?” Looked back up, not backing down from a fight.

Todoroki slapped prosthetic toy out of your hand. He picked you back up and moved you toward the bed. Kissing you with frustration but you had something up your sleeve.

He threw you on the bed making you bounce. Getting on top of you, slamming you wrist above your head so you couldn’t move. You gasped from the sudden movement. Wrapping you legs around his waist. Moving his hands away from you to stand up. Standing up you took the chance to remove your skirt with your panties as well, leaving you naked. Once done, Shouto was back on top of you kissing with more passion and less aggression. 

“Shouto please” you pleaded with him trying to have some type of relief.

“What do you want my love? Huh? Why don’t you ride my face.” he chuckled

Taken back by his words, he flipped you so that you were straddling him.

“Come on baby don’t be scared, let me taste you please.” 

And who could say no to that.

You positioned yourself on top of his face. He gripped you thighs tightly making sure they wouldn’t move. 

You moaned feeling him teasing your clit with his tongue. Gripping the sheets above his head you, you couldn’t think anymore. All your senses flew out the door. 

“Fuck” you hear him moan as it vibrated through you. 

“Mhm Sho- Fuck- it feels so aha”  you try saying but not being able to form a sentence.

Then it happened, the coil in you lower stomach started to form and and your hips bucking.

“ Sho, I can’t hold back. AHA”  you moaned and the coil snapped. Your eyes rolling back and your mouth agape.

“ Fuck you taste so fucking good.” he stated while wiping the excess of his face with his thumb making a pop.

As soon as your high came down, you can’t leave him hanging. 

While he was still lying down, you moved your hips down to his cock. Slowly starting to grind your hips on his aching cock. Teasing your clit a little.

“ You are so handsome” kissing him down his chest.

“ I love you so much” looking into his eyes with nothing but lust.

“Now let me treat you” You aligned yourself at the tip of his cock. 

Sinking down slowly on to his throbbing cock. No matter how many times you fuck this cock, this feeling will never leave you. 

Feeling your walls suck him in, Shouto’s hands flew to you hips squeezing them tightly. After adjusting to his size you start to bounce. Slowly grinding to try to stimulate your clit. 

Breathless moans leaves Shouto’s mouth as you continue to ride him. You slowly quicken your pace onto Shouto. 

“Fuck Y/N. Faster please?”

“ You want me to go faster? Then Beg” he looked shocked by the words that just came out of your mouth. And you slowed down your pace to show him that he is going to work for it.

“See baby the thing is you have to work for what you want. You want me to go faster then beg.” 

“Y/N please, ride my cock faster. Please I need it.” he panted

“Good boy. My good boy.” and something in you switched, you went fast and hard.

As continued on, all you could hear is the slapping of your skin and the moans and groans from Shouto’s mouth, filling the room.

You had to lean forward and grip onto the pillow from the building up of the pleasure. You started moving faster with the help of Shouto guiding your hips to move faster.

Then you locked eyes with him all you could see is love and admiration and love.

“ Sho I love you so fucking much” you moaned 

“ Fuck I love you to my love. With all my heart.” he groaned as you kept bouncing.

You looked back into his eye and started kissing him with nothing but love. And you continued to kiss him. Then you felt your second organism building up again. You broke the kiss because it all was to much. Your eyes rolled back and moans leaving your lips, the headboard hitting the wall, gripping the pillow until your knuckles were white.

“ Sho I’m cumming” you let out the loudest moan and came on his cock. Not shortly after, he came filling you up.

Panting hard and both covered in sweat, Shouto started rubbing his fingers down your spine. Your head rested on his shoulder and hair covering your face. 

“Fuck” Shouto let out a low, husky, and deep chuckle. 

“ What was in your wine babe?” he said teasingly.

You chuckled. Removing him from yourself falling next to him. Your turned to him. 

“ I know I said this already but I love you Sho, with all my heart, your the only one I want. I mean it.”

Shouto looked at you with a soft smile. And turned to the nightstand and opened the draw. You looked at him with confusion.

“ I was going to wait until your birthday but it doesn’t matter where I do it. Listen you have been there for me when all I wanted to be was alone. You have been there when I was being a complete asshole,” you chuckled to his remark. “ Without you Y/N, I would be lost and I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. You take all of me and I can’t thank you enough for it. But your the one I want, and  all I need is you. So...”

He brought out a red velvet box. Knowing right away what was about to happen,  you sat up in pure excitement. Because you knew the next word that were about to come out of you lover’s mouth, were words that you would never forget.

“Marry me, Y/N”

And that’s a wrap I hope you enjoyed and please tell me if you enjoyed and I’m taking request, so feel free to leave your thoughts, feelings, or your wants from my writing.

2/23/21

[sunrisefairy]

Love songs

Paring: George Weasley x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: Y/N and George realise they have feelings for each other, feelings you probably shouldn’t have for your best friend. 

Warning: light swearing, Georgie plays the guitar in this so be ready 

Heres the link to the song George sings, this is how i imagine him to sound https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7oewo__fbQY&ab_channel=SantiagoRD 

This was requested by the lovely @inglourious-imagines​ 

Taglist: @hufflepuff5972​ @inglourious-imagines​ message me if you would like to be added!

Y/N has known the Weasley family basically her whole life, her parents have been close with Molly and Arthur since their years at Hogwarts. The four of them would always reminisce on the crazy things they use to get up to. Catch ups between the two families usually ended in all of them squeezed into the living room and the children begging for more funny stories from their parents’ teenage years, which they would gladly share.

Y/N is the same age as Fred and George so naturally the three of them became quite close. When they were younger their play dates normally consisted of the twins playing harmless pranks on Y/N and Y/N chasing them around the backyard of the Burrow trying to get revenge. Although the twins loved getting under Y/N’s skin, she loved them with her whole heart and considered the two redheads her best friends and they thought the same of her. They’d share everything with one another. The three of them knew everything about each other, from their most embarrassing story to their deepest darkest secret, absolutely everything, well almost everything.

Y/N has always seen the two boys as her best friends, nothing more. That was until their 6th year at Hogwarts. The twins were sitting in the common room on one of the lounges when Y/N bursts through the doors and squeezed herself between the two tall boys, something she has always done. Y/N was itching to tell the twins about how her and a numerous amount of other students had just witnessed Draco Malfoy fall over in the middle of the court yard after she planted a trip wire.

“Boys, I just witness the funniest thing,” she glanced between Fred and George, about to continue when the boy on her left spoke up.

“Hang on love,” George interrupted “you have a little something in your hair.” Y/N breath hitches in her throat as George’s fingers softly brush against her face as he goes to remove whatever was in her hair. Y/N stares at his face, up close like this she notices the freckles scattered across his cheeks and nose. She breaths in and her nostrils are engulfed with a scent that Y/N can only describe as heavenly. Y/N gulps her eyes wide as George retracts his hand from her hair, throwing away the piece of lint. “Okay, go on.”

Y/N clears her throat and retells the prank she had pulled on the blond Slytherin, her heart pounding harder in her chest when George tells her how proud he is.

Shit, she thought. This isn’t good.

~~~

Since her recent realisation of the huge crush she harbours for George, Y/N has found it incredibly hard act normal around him. She is hyper aware of everything he does, every movement he makes or word he says causes Y/N palms go sweaty and her heart rate speeds up. She hasn’t told anyone about her feelings, this being the first time she’s kept a secret from the twins and its eating her inside each day she keeps it to herself.

She enters the Great Hall and looks for the pair of gingers at the Gryffindor table, once she spots them, she bounces over about to squeeze her body in between the boys like she normally does but falters. Y/N doesn’t think her heart could physically take being pressed up against George so she sits on Fred’s other side. Fred and George are surprised with Y/N choice of seat but decide not to mention it.

Fred wraps his lanky arm around Y/N shoulder and yanks her into his side, “hello little one.”

George pipes up, his head peaking around Fred, “Fred and I are planning on pranking Snape later day, we could really use your help?”

Y/N looks up at George, momentarily forgetting what he had asked. “Um actually, I don’t think I can. Gotta work on an essay that I’ve neglected” She lies, to be honestly she feels so awkward and nervous around George she finds he hard to be around him.

Fred holds his free hand to his chest and gasps dramatically “you’re choosing an essay over your best friends. You wound us Y/N.”

Y/N rolls her eyes and shoves Fred’s chest, “you’re an idiot.”

~~~

It’s been a few week and Y/N has slowly distanced herself from George, not that she really wanted to. It’s just she honestly doesn’t know how to act around him anymore without being worried that she’ll let slip of her feelings.

George has noticed Y/N’s weird behaviour and how she’s been distancing herself from him. He has noticed they haven’t been alone just the two of them for a while and she always seems to find an excuse to leave the room when George enters and to be honest, it’s kind of hurting his feelings.

George has just come back from a detention he served by himself for a prank him and Fred had done the night before. Fred had managed to get away just in time leaving poor George by himself standing in front of a very angry and very drenched Snape.

George enters the common room planning on complaining to Fred and Y/N about his boring detention when he sees them sitting on the couch backs facing him. They look deep on conversation and George finds himself just standing there watching them.

Y/N is looking at Fred with a worried expression before Fred flings his arm around her pulling her into his side and whispering in her ear.

George’s heart sinks at this gesture. George was feeling confused because of the way Y/N had been behaving but what confused him even more was that Y/N hadn’t been acting any different around Fred actually the two becoming closer which made George insanely jealous. And not the type of jealously a person should feel for their best friend.

George remembers the exact moment he started seeing Y/N differently, it had been a cold winter night at the Burrow in 5th year. Y/N was spending a few days with the Weasleys because her parents had gone away on a last-minute work trip.

Everyone else had gone off to bed but George and Y/N had stayed up chatting by the fire. They were both sitting on the couch under a blanket they were sharing. George was retelling a joke he had heard and when he finished, expecting Y/N to burst out laughing he was met with silence. He’d glanced down at her, noticing at some point she’d laid her head on his shoulder, she was curled into his side fast asleep.

George admired her peaceful sleeping face, noticing the way her lashes fell across her cheeks, how there was a slight wrinkle in between her brows as she dreamt. He glanced down at her lips, her bottom lip jutted out slightly in a pout. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to press a gentle kiss against her lips, wondering how they’ll feel against his own.

George sighed, realising in that moment he had a massive crush on his best friend.

So, given his feelings seeing Y/N and Fred be so close made his heart ache and he quietly walked off to his room.

~~~

Y/N was lying in bed later that night thinking about the conversation she had with Fred early. She finally confessed her feelings about George even if it was too the wrong twin.

Fred had instantly started teasing her about it, saying she should go see a healer because she must be sick if she has a crush on George. He tried to convince her to tell George about her feelings to which she had begged Fred not to mention anything to George. Fred had flung his arm around her shoulder and whispered that her secret was safe with him as he mimicked locking his lips shut.

It was past midnight and Y/N couldn’t fall asleep, deciding a late-night stroll around the castle was a good idea to settle her thoughts.

Y/N was walking up to the astronomy tower hoping watching the stars might tire her mind. She stopped in her tracks just before she made it to the top of the stairs when she heard a gentle voice singing, she recognised it immediately, it was George and he was strumming a quiet tune on a guitar. Y/N crept up the stairs quietly hoping she could watch him play for a little bit. As she got closer his voice got louder and she listened carefully to the lyrics he was singing.

Should I try to hide the way I feel inside my heart for you? Would you say that you would try to love me too? In your mind, could you ever be really close to me?

Y/N watches the way George gently strums the strings of his guitar and how his eyes are closed as he focuses on singing the lyrics. She glances at the paper spread across the floor in front of him and a quill realising this is a George original.

I can tell the way you smile

If I feel that I could be certain then I would say the things I want to say tonight

Y/N has tears threatening to fall as she listens carefully to the lyrics. George is singing about loving a girl and she feels her heart breaking. The guy she loves is in love with someone else.

But till I can see that you'd really care for me I will dream that someday you'll be really close to me I can tell the way you smile

If I feel that I could be certain then I would say the things I want to say tonight

But till I can see that you'd really care for me I'll keep trying to hide the way I feel inside

She hastily wipes away her tears and tries to compose herself as George scribbles something on the paper on the floor in front of him.

“Whoever your muse is for that song is a lucky lady” her voice slightly unsteady as she speaks.

George whips his head around his cheeks flaming realising Y/N heard him sing the song he wrote about her. “Yeah well too bad she doesn’t feel the same way about me.”

Y/N walks over and sits down across from him hoping her eyes aren’t puffy and red from crying. “She’d be an idiot not to feel the same way Georgie, you’re amazing.”

The sit together for a moment before George breaks the silence, “I wrote the song about you” he whispers sadness evident in his voice.

“You-you love me?”

“Yes of course I do, you’re amazing Y/N.”

Y/N couldn’t help the smile that was spreading across her face, it made her cheeks hurt but she didn’t care. Georges eyebrows raised, not expecting that response.

“Oh merlin, you have no idea how happy that has made me, I thought you wrote that song for some other girl and I think my heart actually broke.” Y/N giggles, shuffling closer to George. She presses a sweet and short kiss to his lips. “I love you too.”

Now George was smiling like an idiot.

“Sing it to me again.” Y/N asks. George grabs his guitar and starts to slowly strum the cords, eyes not leaving Y/N’s.

[ithebookhoarder]

Hey! I love your story the gangsters daughter SO much and I was wondering if I could request something based on it?

Where it’s the night before Evie’s wedding and she goes to Tommy’s office to talk as she’s nervous and they have a fluffy moment where he doesn’t think he’s ready for her to get married! ☺️

Cold Feet (Parent!Tommy Shelby x Evie)

A/N: Ok ok ok. First of all anon, how dare you be so fluffing cute?! And second, OF COURSE YOU CAN! I love Evie and I’m always looking for excuses to write for my baby. Also, I’m totally not crying at the thought of Tommy having to let his little girl go and get married and just wanting her to be happy... I just have something in my eye. 

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of smoking. Let me know if I missed anything. 

Masterlist:

Tommy had always known this day would come. 

It was as inevitable as death was for every single living thing on this planet. 

No matter how hard he’d prayed that he’d have just a little more time left, his luck had finally run out. There was no delaying it any longer now that the day was almost upon him when his life would change in a way that would alter his world forever. 

It was tomorrow, in fact, that Tommy would see Evie shed the Shelby name for another. 

True, he could not have chosen a more worthy candidate, and knew Toby would love Evie as she deserved to be loved. That didn't lessen the sting it caused though, to know his days as the only male in her life were now over. Soon, she would no longer be his, no longer living in the same house as him. She would be a married woman, and that filled Tommy with incredible joy, and incredible sorrow at the same time.

This was the curse of fathers. 

It seemed only yesterday that she was small enough to not even care about boys, let alone marriage. He remembered a particular conversation with fondness, when Evie had only been with them a few months or so. 

It had been in the wake of a row over Ada’s most recent conquest at the time. An annoying boy, Liam had only lasted three dates before being scared off by Arthur, John, and Tommy.  Despite being nothing particularly special, Ada had been incredibly enraged, yelling about how she wanted to marry him and that she’d never find love again. 

Of course, Evie had found the whole thing hilarious, if not a little confusing. Hence, when she’d sat up in bed that night, as Tommy passed by her room one final time, he couldn’t help but smile at her quizzical expression. 

“But, Dad. If she loves him what’s wrong with that? Besides, Mum had a baby on her own… if Ada did end up pregnant would it really be so horrible? She’d have a child, like me, and you all warmed up to me pretty quickly.”

“Well,” Tommy had begun, trying not to laugh at the absurdity of this discussion with his only recently recovered twelve-year old daughter. Polly was always far better at talking about this kind of stuff. “It’s… you see… people tend to only have children when they’re married.”

“Why?”

“It’s just how things are done.”

“Well, that’s stupid.”

Tommy smirked. “Most people would agree with you, but a lot don’t. They can be horrible and cruel, even to women who were in love but weren’t married when they had a kid. So, we’re trying to spare Ada from that. It’s fucking complicated, but at the end of the day, she deserves to be happy, doesn’t she?” 

“Yes,” Evie sighed, suddenly staring down at her bedsheets nervously. “But… does that mean Auntie Martha was right? That I have to get married when I grow up? But Dad, the only boys I like are you… and my uncles… I don’t suppose I could marry one of them?”

Tommy immediately bit back his laughter as he shook his head and held her close. “I’m afraid Martha would object to you marrying our John. Besides, you don’t want one of us old men when you can find someone young and handsome who you love very much.”

“But how will I know who that is? Or if they’re good or not?” she asked innocently. 

“I’ll help you,” Tommy offered, not without a little hesitation. To even think such a time would exist, when he would have to part with his daughter, when he’d only just found her again… “You can depend on it. Any unworthy bastards will be driven away by me, and the hounds.”

At that Evie spluttered into laughter, before pressing a kiss to her father’s cheek. “Now that, I would pay to see.”

Well, that day had come and gone and Tommy hadn’t released any hounds. No. The only hound in sight was Cyril, and he’d warmed incredibly quickly to the new member of the family. 

He hadn’t been the only one either. In fact, Tommy had rolled out the red fucking carpet, welcoming the man into the family. Sure, it hadn’t been without its challenges along the way, but as much as Tommy hated to admit it, Toby was a good man. More than that, he’d proved his loyalty to the family, and to Evie, over and over again. 

If he had to part with Evie to anyone, then at least it was to someone as decent as Toby. It made the whole ordeal hurt just a little less as he sipped his whiskey and stared out of the study window. 

Despite the late hour, there were still faint laughs and shrieks of delight echoing from upstairs. Ada, Lara, Polly and Lizzie were most likely to blame, having taken charge of Evie’s so called ‘last night of freedom’. Tommy didn’t know what that entailed exactly and he didn’t even want to try and guess. Not given how much champagne they’d lugged upstairs with them earlier, having returned from a busy evening dancing at a local club. 

If they weren’t all hungover as hell in the morning it would be a minor miracle. 

Still, as long as they got their asses to church on time and didn’t throw up on the minister, then everything would be fine. No. It would be perfect. Tommy had promised Evie that much and he’d be damned before he failed to deliver a promise as solemn as this one. 

She’d done the same for him, twice in fact, even if his union to Lizzie had been a far simpler affair than his first marriage to Grace. 

At least Evie hadn’t insisted on there being a ‘father of the bride’ toast - even if Ada had… Somehow, Tommy knew his would never be anywhere as good as the ones his daughter had given. 

She always had had a way with words.  

“Dad?”

Tommy froze. 

Speak of the devil and she shall appear. 

He was startled by the sound of her voice, echoing from the open doorway, as if summoned by his worry. He’d almost thought he’d imagined it until he turned and saw her standing there, looking a little worse for wear in her finery. 

Apparently he’d been right; she’d had a very fun evening.  

“Evie?” he blinked, clearing his throat as he tried to compose himself. “What are you doing down here? It’s late and I thought you’d be upstairs celebrating a bit longer. Big day tomorrow.”

Evie smiled, shrugging as she stepped into the office and closed the door behind her. She knew she never needed an invitation, having given up knocking long ago. 

“I was but… I don’t know. I just wanted to come and see you, if that’s alright?”

It would always be alright. Tommy hoped she knew that, even if the anxiety in her eyes said otherwise. Then again, he suspected the nervous energy wasn’t directly aimed at him.  

Over a decade later, he knew his daughter better than he knew himself. It was why he nodded, gesturing to the seat next to him in a clear invitation. “Of course it is, but won’t the others miss you?” 

“Oh, they’re all too busy finishing the last of the wine to miss me right away and… I don’t know why but I needed a minute away from everything. It was all a bit… much.”

“Yeah, well, welcome to my world. This family has always been a bit much,” Tommy teased. That was why they both loved them though. The Shelby spirit was strong and made them who they were. They wouldn’t change it for the world, even if it did drive them nuts on occasion. 

And Toby was willingly entering this family, why? 

“I’m almost scared to ask what’s being going on up there.”

“Probably wise, Dad. No one should see thing things I have tonight.” 

“I thought so.”

A laugh escaped Evie’s lips as she sat beside him, accepting the glass of whiskey he handed her without a second thought. It was simply routine by this point, the two of them caught in a silent routine on nights like this when they needed to simply clear their heads and think. 

It was an unwritten agreement between the pair of them. As was the somewhat confessional nature this room had taken on in its time under the Shelby household. So much had happened since they’d first moved in to Arrow House, from Charles and Ruby being born, to losing Grace, to Evie falling in love, Tommy’s ascension to Parliament, losing John and Esme, Lizzie and Tommy’s wedding… 

Only a decade or so, and yet Evie felt like a whole novel would never be enough to capture her family’s history or the almost surreal events that had taken place.

“Besides, it’s been a while since we had a talk like this, Dad,” Evie continued, shrugging as she sipped her drink and stared at the room. “Everything’s been happening so fast since Toby proposed. It feels like we haven’t had a moment to breathe, really. You’ve been so helpful, agreeing to everything and allowing us to turn this place upside down. I can’t thank you enough for that, by the way. I half expected you to be like Arthur yelling at the florist earlier.”

“It’s the least I can do, Evie. It’s not every day my daughter gets married - and he yelled so I didn’t have to. Fucking trying to sneak carnations in when the order clearly said Clematis with the centrepieces.”

Evie snorted, failing to hide the fact hearing Tommy Shelby raging about flowers was possibly the funniest thing to have ever happened. Ever. Good thing he hadn’t been there when someone had accidentally delivered the wrong amount of chairs for the tent erected out on the lawn. She could only imagine the carnage that would have occurred.  

“My knight in shining armour.” 

“Always. No ring changes that, Evie. I’ll always be there for you, whether it be to fend off blind florists or worse.” 

Despite the fact he acted as if he was merely joking, Evie knew her father meant each and every word. He always had. Even with their ups and downs, he had never abandoned her, always trying to do what was best for her, even if he went about it the wrong way from time to time. 

When she thought back now, to the day she’d first met him in that graveyard, on what had been one of the darkest days of her life, she wished she could tell her younger self not to be afraid. To not be angry or scared of the future before her and the wondrous people that would be in it, thanks to the wonderful man she got to call her father. 

“Dad, can… can I ask you a question? About tomorrow?” 

Tommy hummed softly. “I don’t know what I can tell you about weddings, but fine. Of course.”

“It’s not about the wedding per say, more the bit after. I just… I’m scared, Dad. I don’t know why but I am.”

The words made Tommy’s heart plummet before he’d even realised what she’d said. It took everything in him not to panic or try and express the pain he felt at the idea his daughter was scared about what was supposed to be a happy day - a happy and expensive one, even if Tobias had money enough to cover a lot of the costs. 

“Of what?” 

“I don’t know,” Evie whispered, almost as if ashamed to confess it. “I’m so happy and excited to start the life together Toby and I have talked about for years but, now that it’s here? I don’t know. I just … I feel like I’m going to throw up or pass out and I don’t know why. Is something wrong with me? Who gets terrified of their own wedding?”

“Every fucking sane person on the planet,” Tommy countered swiftly, a hand reaching out to take hers. “As someone with experience here, you can trust me when I say everyone gets scared, Evie. Everyone. No matter how certain you are that you love the person or that this is the right next step.”  

“But why?” 

“Because it’s a big commitment,” Tommy continued, “and it’s a new chapter in your life. That’s exciting but also terrifying. To know you have a chance to start a family of your own? To choose your own path? That’s nothing to take lightly, and if I didn’t think you wanted this, or that you weren’t ready, I would have said something before now. You can count on that.” 

He had a point.  

“And I know you, Evelyn Shelby. You have never let anything or anyone stop you from going after what you want, even if it’s scary or someone says no. If being with Tobias is what you want, then so be it. You’re a grown woman, as much as I fucking hate to admit it. I think you’ve proven over and over again that you’re the bravest one out of the lot of us, and I’m so proud of you. Your Mother would be too. She’d want you to be happy and to enjoy tomorrow for what it is: the start of another chapter in your incredible life.” 

The thought of her absence was enough to make Evie’s eyes sting with tears, as was the conviction with which her father spoke about her. The pride was clear, even if he looked a little scared himself at what tomorrow would bring for them all. 

“Thank you.”

Tommy nodded, knowing better than to argue as she threw herself at him, coiling herself around him as she often did. Ever since the first time she’d done it, he’d been unable to resist it. So what? His daughter’s embrace was one of the few in the world that made him feel loved. It was as if her presence alone was enough to restore him, to banish whatever was troubling him. 

The thought he wouldn’t just be able to have such hugs so frequently made his heart ache even more. 

He didn’t want her to go. 

In his eyes, she was still the twelve-year-old girl he’d first met. She always would be, no matter how much she insisted on growing up and being a so called ‘adult’. It was why he planned on keeping her room upstairs exactly as it was now, just in the case she ever needed or even wanted it. 

That, and because he physically couldn’t bear to erase any remaining traces of her from his home. Of course, Lizzie had teased him rotten about it, even if she understood. Still young, Lizzie hated the thought of Ruby ever growing up and leaving her for anyone - let alone a husband. 

At least they had some time left before that would be happening. Tommy didn’t know if he could survive anymore heartache so soon.

“I love you, so much, Evie,” Tommy whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and holding her close. “You’ll always be my little girl, and you’ll always be welcome here. Anytime, day or night. This will still be your home, and we’ll still be your family. If anything, we’re simply gaining more members, not losing any. Understand?”

“Yes,” Evie nodded, wiping her eyes as she shot him a watery smile. “I love you too, Dad, even if I swear I’m supposed to be the one telling you all this. Isn’t it normally the father of the bride who’s supposed to get all teary eyed and jittery the night before?”

“We’ve never been conventional, Evie. In case you forgot, we have politicians, the Lee branch of the family, and Alfie fucking Solomons all coming tomorrow, for fucks sake. Why should we start worrying about tradition now?” 

Evie’s laughter was infectious at the picture of the eclectic scene awaiting them, especially considering how excited Alfie had been at the prospect of attending a Shelby wedding. Oh, Arthur was going to explode at the sight of the Jewish gangster sat in all his finery. That, and when he saw the huge gift he had been promising her for weeks now.  

She couldn’t wait.  

“True. Well, traditional or not, I’m so grateful for the life we have, Dad. I’ll never be able to tell you how grateful I am that you were the person who showed up at that graveyard,” she confessed. “There’s no one else in the whole world I want to be my side tomorrow. You’ll still walk me down the aisle, right?”

Tommy beamed. “How can you ask that, Evelyn Shelby? I’ve always been right beside you and tomorrow is no different. Wild horses couldn’t stop me.” 

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me,” Tommy whispered, “simply enjoy yourself and let me and the others take care of the rest. That’s all the thanks we need… and maybe call once in a while, just so I know you’re alright.”

Evie laughed, knowing she would probably still end up here most of the time anyway after she was married. But she agreed, pleased to put his mind at rest as well as he’d put her own. “I really do love you, Dad.” 

“And I love you too, Evie. Always.” 

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #459

“i wanted you to know that i love the way you laugh  /  i wanna hold you high and steal your pain away”

Does the person you like have any flaws? He's never seemed very expressive of what he feels. Has anyone ever given you a ring? Why? Yes. Because it was our anniversary and he wanted to, ig. If you ruled your own country, what type of government would it have? I'm not educated enough to answer this. Creation theory, Evolution or the Big Bang theory? I really don't know what I believe about the origins of the universe, but I do believe in evolution. Describe one of your most emotional farewells. The last time I saw Jason and we talked for a long time, and I finally got my closure. It was all so heavy. It started so stiffly, but it ended with us just chatting and smiling and, to my absolute shock, a hug from him. I'm getting emotional so NEXT QUESTION. What was your last serious conversation about? I was reassuring and comforting Sara about some stuff. Is there a city that you have a particular fondness for? If so, what city is it and why? No. Are there any gnomes in your yard? No. When was the last time you were stung by a bee? What kind was it? Years ago. A bumblebee. Are you gonna buy lottery tickets when you’re old enough? I am old enough, and no. The odds are way, way too small, and I don't really dabble in addictive behavior. Have you ever been into a real cave? No. :( That's a life goal, though. Have you ever posted mean comments on YouTube? I know I did once as a kid. It was regarding Meerkat Manor and I thought it was really disrespectful to Flower just because of the music chosen lmao. The drama. What color is your digital camera, if you have one? Black. If you had to spend one day in any movie storyline, which one would it be? Alice in Wonderland, I suppose? Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game): Oh man, I've played waaaaay too many video games. I suppose Silent Hill with how confused it left me at first. Its concept is definitely wild. Parasite Eve is high on the list, too. In your opinion, what is the saddest movie you’ve ever seen? Boy in the Striped Pajamas destroys me. What is the best song to make out to? I could answer this but I'm not gonna lmfao Is there anyone right now that you are simply/overly infatuated with? story of my life ayyyyeeeee Who was the last person to play with your hair? Are they cute? Not a clue. Who was the last person close to you that died? Did you cry? Jason's mom. I sobbed on-and-off for days. Do you consider yourself a healthy person? Physically and mentally? No, in either way. Do you know anyone who owns a boat? My dad does. I'm sure others, too, with how popular fishing out on a boat is here. Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana? I don't know. Even for medicinal purposes, it's not legal here. Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth? No. What did you do for your 21st birthday? I was in the psych hospital, so... lmao. Therapy, reading, and coloring. Lots of reading and coloring. Because they did NOT fill your schedule enough there. We only had two group therapy sessions a day, and the rest was just... blankness. If dinosaurs could be tamed, would you want one as a pet? I know I'd be one of the dumb ones that absolutely wanted a tiny raptor, lol. Do you own more than one copy or edition of a book? No. If you could see any musical on Broadway right now, what would it be? Not interested. Do you eat soup when you’re sick? I don't like soup. If you read, which book or series did you enjoy most as a child? My first real series that I read religiously was Hank the Cowdog. Then it was Warriors. Do you buy Halloween candy when it’s on sale after the holiday? No. I really don't need candy available to me. Do you agree with the “they’re just being kids” excuse? It depends on what they're doing. In a lot of cases, no. Do you ever watch talk shows? No. Do you have a/any hero(s)? Mark Fischbach, Steve Irwin, my mom... Have you told your parents all of your secrets from when you were a teen? No. Though Mom has playfully once told me that she knows a lot of things I don't think she does, and that's terrifying lmao. You’re getting married. Who’s your maid of honor and best man? M.o.H.: Mom or Sara. Best man isn't my choice. Would you rather get highlights or dye your whole head? DYE IT ALLLLLLL. Are you wearing anything of any sentimental value? Describe? My friendship ring w/ Sara. It has a heart carved on the outside and "bitch" engraved inside so no one can see when you have it on, lol. She has one that says "jerk." It's a Supernatural reference. Who challenges you the most? In what way? My therapist and psychiatrist. They just help ensure I pursue my goals and give me little nudges forward to reassure me. Who seems to hold you back? In what way? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT ME. I listen to my anxiety WAY too much. What was the last opportunity that you passed up, and why? Going up to Lake Gaston w/ Mom to visit Ash and her fam. They go there all the time, and it's a real nice place. I just didn't want to go because of the heat. Should there be an application process for having children? Hunny, that would not stop people from fuckin lmfao Name one thing that you think defines you as a person? m e e r k a t s What is a fear you have about living on your own? That depression would get the better of me and I'd neglect taking good care of my house. One of the many reasons I'll never live alone. Not at all saying I'd leave the responsibilities to my partner, but they'd be motivation for me to get stuff done. What’s the worst name your mom has ever called you? I don't know. Nothing that bad. What’s your stance on spooning? It helps me feel safe and loved and alsdkfjalwe I just love cuddling in all sorts lmao What’s your most recent obsession? Violet Orlandi & Melodicka Bros' cover of "Somebody That I Used to Know." Have you ever been scammed? Ha ha, yes. I once wanted to get Jason a Joker and Harley Quinn pillow from deviantART; talked to the artist, paid 'em, never got it. :^) Have you ever fostered an animal? No. I would get WAY too attached to foster. I wouldn't be able to give them up without breaking down, probs. Do you know anyone who acts way younger than what they are? I'm sure I do, but no one is coming to mind atm. Would you say you’re a pretty independent person? God no. Does the last song you listened to, remind you of someone? JASON. Do you currently want a new computer? Yes, actually. I want a desktop PC for better gaming quality, honestly. Also, the "escape" key doesn't work on this laptop, one key is missing so I have to hit the sensor JUST right, and it restarts randomly sometimes. I want a PC mainly because I want to get out of the habit of being on my laptop in bed all damn day. How would your parents react if you got a tattoo? I already have like six or seven, so they wouldn't be surprised. Is there anyone you can picture yourself being with forever right now? Maybe. Who is your truest friend? Sara. What is the strangest thing you’ve ever seen outside of your house? THIS house? Idk. Nothing that I'd consider odd. What bug frightens you most? STAG BEETLES lkadjslkfja;lwekjawl;kejrlawer Who is your oldest friend? That would be Sam, and he's in his mid-30s. How long have you known them? Many years. We met via WoW, which I've been playing since '14. I don't really remember how far into it we met, though. Where are they right now? lol I wouldn't know, he's all the way in Jersey. Plus we haven't talked in a while. Have you ever dated a friend of one of your siblings? God no, that would be so weird. What is the best gift someone can give you? An ear to listen without it feeling like a chore to them. Have you ever dated someone who had a child? No. I don't think I could do it. What is the last movie that made you cry? The The Lion King remake made me tear up. Have you ever played in a waterfall? No. Ugh, that sounds like a blast. In your life who has meant the most to you? Let's not get into this. What has been your biggest failure in life? Letting depression and my other conditions take away my identity, becoming my new identity. Do you trust yourself? No. I second-guess EVERYTHING and never know what I should listen to: my heart, my head, my gut... or which voice is what. Would you ever consider getting an abortion, under any circumstances? Yes. What was the last bug you killed? Some kind in the bathroom. Idk what it was. Just a little thing that sort of resembled an earwig, but not completely. Do you prefer profile pictures by yourself of with someone else? By myself, since it's my page. Do you know anyone who has written a book? I don't think so? Do you drink milk/juice from the carton if no one is around? Ew, no. I live with another person, and even if I didn't, what if I had guests? Has anyone ever told you they liked you in a realllly sweet way? Maybe? Has a member of the opposite sex ever given you jewlery? Jason has. Do you find sleeping in cars easy? NOOOOOOOOOO. I'm too scared to let my eyes close and not see what's going on on the road. Has a boyfriend’s/girlfriend’s parents ever gotten mad at you? Why? I don't believe so, no. What is the funniest thing a child has ever said to you. Definitely something my niece has said, but idr what it was. What’s been on your mind lately? Y'all know, lol. Do you feel like you need to get something off your chest? No. Sara was recently there for that. ♥ How would you react if someone told you they had feelings for you? Be very very excited if it was from a certain person.

[barnesbabee]

Who Owns You - Song Mingi x Reader

 Summary: Mingi usually isn’t jealous to see you around his band mates. But with a hint of alcohol, all of that can change.

 Pairing: Song Mingi x Reader

 Words: more than 1000 for sure

 Genre: Smut, Angst

 A/N: There’s some rough shit ahead   

  It was a big day, and unlike most bands, Ateez decided to celebrate uniquely, matching their usual style.

 The boys had received a couple of invitations to go out and commemorate in a fancy club, with loud music and classy drinks to celebrate, but they declined them, however, and replaced the extravagant place for their dorm and a couple of bags filled with convenience store alcohol.

 Of course, it wasn’t as flashy as the club, but it was more comfortable for them. They didn’t have to worry about anything (but breaking the furniture) and on top of that, they could wear their sweatpants.

 As soon as the eight men stepped in their living room, you ran over to Mingi and embraced his tall figure. 

 “Congratulations pop-star.” You cheered, as you laid a couple of playful kisses on his lips.

 He couldn’t help but smile and wrap his arms around your waist.

 “We won the award too Y/N.” A very pouty Jongho said beside you.

  You laughed a little and pulled away from your boyfriend, so you could properly congratulate all of them.  

 It was rare for you to hang out with the whole group, not because you didn’t get along (quite the contrary), but because between your work schedule and theirs, there was barely any time for you and your boyfriend, nevermind the whole group. Because of this, whenever you reunited, your house parties were usually pretty extra, and this one was no exception.

 It started with the champagne you had bought, and the champagne glasses quickly turned into shot glasses filled with various drinks.

 You held a tequila bottle in your hand and waved it in the air while singing loudly to the song being blasted by the speakers. Hongjoong, who thought the whole show was the funniest thing he’d seen all week, decided to join you by dancing along while holding your waist.

 Nevertheless, your boyfriend that had been watching you as well, didn’t like the sight of his bandmate holding you like that. Deep down he knew that meant nothing to either you or Hongjoon, but his drunken self surely didn’t recognize that. He approached the two of you and swooped you away from Hongjoong, telling you that he “needed your help to recreate a drink you had given him”.

 Buying into this excuse, you left the pouty Hongjoong in the living room and followed Mingi to the kitchen. After you gave him the red solo cup filled with a mix of Vodka, cranberry juice and Malibu you downed a little more of your tequila before plopping on the couch next to Seonghwa, as you were a little too tipsy to dance anymore.

 Mingi had his eyes fixated on you once more, while Seonghwa leaned in and whispered something in your ear that made you laugh. He placed a hand on your thigh and you yelled a reply to his comment over the music, making you both burst out in laughter once more.

 Your boyfriend couldn’t hold it in any longer. He rushed over to you and stole the bottle you held so dearly. He took a swing from it and then gave it to Seonghwa, who looked as confused as you did.

 Finally, Mingi grabbed your wrist and dragged you across the flat, until he reached the room he shared with San.

 The man didn’t even bother locking the door, he slammed it and pushed you against it.

 “You think it’s entertaining? Hm? Being touched by my bandmates?” His voice growled in your ear, in an even deeper voice if that was possible.

 Suddenly all his actions made sense to you, but before you could reply his lips landed on yours, in a messy kiss, in which you could both taste all of the alcohol consumed that night. 

 Your hands cupped his face as one of your legs encircled his waist. Mingi’s hands traveled down to your ass and grabbed it harshly, causing you to move your hips against his.

 Soon enough you could feel a bulge growing in his pants, and as a result of your work, a groan escaped his mouth. Mingi’s lips detached from yours and left sloppy kisses down your neck, allowing his hands to travel up your body and grope your breasts violently. You moaned at the contact, and the man took that as an invitation to continue.

  His mouth proceeded to work on your neck while his hands acted on removing your shirt. 

 Once it was off, Mingi pulled away and traced the curves of your bra with his index finger, wearing a spark in his eyes.

  “I love to see you in this bra, you know...” He started, as he planted a kiss on your jaw and his hand traveled up your back “But I love it more when it comes off.”

 As he finished the sentence he unhooked your bra, and you allowed it to fall from your arms. 

 “I want to see something too...” You whined, trying to sneak your hands into his shirt.

 The man immediately removed them and grabbed your chin.

 “You’ve been a bad, bad girl... I need to punish you now.” Mingi said with gritted teeth.

 Mingi’s actions combined with his deep voice (that you loved oh so much) and the dirty sparkle in his eyes made you aroused, and by the time he unbuttoned your jeans and reached your core, you were already dripping wet.

 He chuckled at your sad reaction when he pulled away his hand. 

 The man was quick to pull down your pants and underwear. He took his time, admiring your womanhood, kissing your thighs and everywhere around it.

 You knew better than to beg for him. If you did he’d make sure to drag all of the teasing for as long as he could. You bit your lip, trying not to say anything, but as soon as two of his fingers entered you, and his tongue made contact with your clit, you lost control.

 Your fingers were tugging on his hair, your eyes were closed in pure pleasure and your mouth moaned unholy words.

 His fingers accelerated and his mouth pulled away as he looked straight into your eyes.

 “Does any of them make you yell like this? Hm?” He asked, adding another finger.

 “N-no Mingi, just you.” You managed to say, between moans.

 He smiled and stood back up. You whined at how rude he was. Stopping his fingers right when you could feel your orgasm approaching.

 But the sadness didn’t take long.

 He grabbed your hips and threw you on the bed, facing up. He undressed as quickly as possible, before teasing you once more.

 Mingi rubbed the tip of his cock on your core while rubbing your clit, smiling at how desperate you were for him.

 “Baby I can’t take this anymore, please fuck me!” You finally begged.

 His smile grew wider and his hand reached your throat, grabbing it as he entered you slowly.   

 “Promise you’ll be a good girl from now on?”

 You bit your lip and nodded as fast as your head allowed you to.

 His grip on your neck tightened slightly when he picked up the pace of his thrusts, prompting you to roll your eyes in bliss.

 When Mingi removed his hand from your neck, he placed it on your hip, so you would be steadier as he rammed into you more violently.

 “Call my name.” He demanded.

 “Mingi...” You moaned.

 “Louder!” He yelled as he slapped your thigh “I want them to know who owns you.”

  “Mingi! Oh my God!” You yelled as loud as possible.

  The headboard of the bed slammed against the wall as he fucked you relentlessly and as hard as he could.

  “Fuck, you like that don’t you? You like them to hear how good I can fuck you, right baby?”

  These words along with his deep moans made you reach your climax.

  You gripped the sheets beside you and came, with a cry for his name. 

  Not long after, Mingi came inside you, filling you up just as he knew you liked. 

  He fell on top of you as his arms gave in, and then rolled over to your side. You snuggled close to him and kissed his cheek sweetly.

  “You’re my bias in Ateez, you know?”

[damn-stark]

Child of Ren Ch.16

A/N- We are so close to the end!! I want to write a small bonus chapter dedicated to just baby Kes and Poe :/ anyway I hope you guys liked the chapter, let me know what you thought!!

Warning- light swearing, violence, angst, slight fluff, long chapter

Pairing- Poe Dameron x Reader x Rey, Ben solo x Reader (platonic)

Takes place- after TROS

(Let me know if you want to be tagged)

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“I told you once that you were destined for great things.”

The words echoed in your mind as loud as the thunder that rumbled outside, you tried to drown them out, but nothing worked, they were persistent. “This is what you are destined for, to finish what I couldn’t.”

You lifted your head to see your reflection, one that wasn’t how you had seen yourself just seconds ago. This was one was different, it was you in the Kylo Ren helmet, looking as he once did. Conflicted in the dark side.

“I will get you back I promise. Whatever it takes.” Your voice cracked, you tried to fight it, but the darkness was overwhelming. The only clarity you could seem to feel was when you a saw single blue butterfly fly outside the ships transpiersteel. It flapped its wings, unbothered by the storm rumbling in the sky. Almost like it was trying to tell you something, until it disappeared like it had appeared, out of nowhere.

And that was when you felt the darkness again, lurking in every corner of your mind, repeating the same three words that hadn’t stopped since Ahch-to. “Embrace the darkness.”

Before you could think of anything else to say, the sound of crying pulled you away from what you were doing to instinctively hurry out of your quarters and into the ships main room where you now saw a quiet Kes in Rey’s arms. Once she spots you she looks up at you with a warm smile.

“It’s okay.” She assures you, “I got him.” The sight swells your heart and breaks a smile on your lips, but you still avert your eyes and remind yourself that you had to push your feelings aside until after your mission. “He looks just like Poe.” She beamed as she gently rocked the kid in her arms.

You hummed in agreement, while also coming to realization that Poe was missing. And that alone was rare, he hardly wanted to part away from baby Kes since he united with him—however it was that worry went to the back of your mind as you kept focusing on the sight of Rey and the kid. She just seemed to do it so naturally, likes she’s done it hundreds of times before.

“You’re good at this you know.” You complimented her. Rey looked down at Kes and then back at you, seeming unsure and insecure in some way.

“You really think so?”

You nod as you make your way towards her, your smile never faltering. “Hell yeah.” Finally and very slowly you pull your eyes to meet her own, realizing that you had really missed her, and that you for sure meant what you said to her before you left Exegol. You really did love her...just like you loved Poe. You couldn’t separate from either of them to be with the other, it would break your heart, you just couldn’t choose between the two.

Why can’t you just be with the both of them....that would be easier and it would be something you would love—come to think of it, why can’t it happen? Would it be too weird? No. At least not to you.

“Rey..” you inhale deeply and notice that nothing happened when you really met her gaze. No painful memories or vision of that day, it was just simply her. The pain you thought you were going to feel was all just in your head, a ploy to not forget your mission and just leave with her and Poe. To just be happy. In fact you didn’t forget of your mission to get Ben back, you actually felt more inspired, like with her by your side it was going to be done. Because it was.

But then their it was...the darkness lurking in your mind and polluting every thought, making you second guess yourself and pull away from what you intended to do. Focusing on Poe who entered the room with a huge grin.

“We’re ready to go.” He beamed as he made his way to Rey and you to pick Kes from Rey’s arms, “aren’t we little man?” He cooed to the kid in his arms.

You cocked your head slightly to the side, narrowing your gaze on him as you watched what he was doing, “what the hell are you doing?”

“Getting ready to head to the temple.” He responded as he put Kes in his hovering pod.

You scoffed, “you’re not taking my kid with us.”

“Our. Our kid.” Poe corrected making your jaw clench.

“All the same we are not taking Kes with us. That’s why I got a nurse droid.”

Poe shrugged, “I don’t trust it. Plus you don’t need it anymore, I’m here.”

“Yeah Poe, I have to agree with y/n, I don’t think it will be safe for you to bring Kes. I think what’s best is to leave him with the droid.” Rey defended, but Poe was stubborn and didn’t listen to reason. Something you did not miss. At all.

“We are not taking him.” You repeated. But Poe still didn’t listen, only making you angry.

“It’s okay, hon. I got him and so does BB8 and Finn. We’re going to keep him safe.” He tried to assure you, whilst also placing a kiss on your forehead before heading out and having the hover pod follow his side. You would’ve argued, but you didn’t want to lose your temper, so instead you just huffed.

“If anything happens I swear to the maker I will kill him.” You grumble.

Rey nodded in agreement, placing a hand on your shoulder, “I’ve got your back.”

You grin at her comment. “Good. Now let’s go before he decides to leave without us.”

—

Neither Rey nor you could feel the location of the Jedi temple, it was weird, you usually could feel the temples presence through the force, but this wasn’t me of them, their was just nothing. So instead of walking in blind you had to ask the locals for directions which that alone was a set back, especially since you’ve been on edge all day. Anxious to get to the temple and do what needed to done, to get Ben back.

“Going back to six months ago,” you began as you followed Poe into a close by tavern, “how did you guys manage to get into the capital ship?“

Finn began to chuckle as he walked to your side and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, “it’s the funniest and greatest story actually. You won’t believe it.” Finn managed to say between laughs all while Poe shot him a glare.

“Don’t listen to him y/n, he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” Poe tried to interrupt but Finn quickly shrugged away his comment and continued with his story.

“Did you know our dear, General Poe Dameron was once a spice runner?”

You look over at Poe and meet his gaze, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you watched him shake his head and roll his eyes before walking ahead, pretending he wasn’t listening in.

“No! Really?” You chuckled, “Starboy you were a spice runner? And here I thought you’ve always flown straight.”

Poe spun back and glared at you, before mumbling to you, “don’t start.”

You rose your hands to feign innocence, something he ignored as he turned back around only making Finn and you fall into a fit of laughter, whilst Finn continued teasing poor Poe.

“No but really, how did you guys get in? I’m curious.”

Rey and Finn shared a look, neither of them saying a word, something you immediately found suspicious. You followed by quirking your eyebrow, motioning them to explain, but neither of them did right away only doing so minutes later.

“Poe’s...friend. She gave him a way in.” Finn explained while glancing over at Poe.

“She was in the past. Nothing happened or will happen again.” Poe quickly interjected, just putting a thought in your head that wasn’t there until he pointed it out. Something that just made things worse.

“Oh. Okay.” You deadpanned. Nobody said anything else on the matter, the only reaction given was Finn’s disapproval to Poe’s abrupt and unnecessary comment. But given that, you didn’t really care of Poe’s past relationships or the fact that he saw his ex that he didn’t tell you about...no that didn’t bother you at all.

The remaining minutes that it took you all to arrive to the tavern, you did so in silence. A silence that wasn’t broken until Rey informed you all that she was going to ask for the information you all needed.

As you were waiting for her to come back again you remained quiet, not wanting to drift into your own mind because of what dark hole you could fall into, and instead focused on the Lothal-cat curiously circling BB8.

“You’re mad.” Poe added as he sat by your side.

“No....should I be?” You shrugged. “It’s your past. I’m no one to judge.”

“Not that, about Zorii.”

“Who?” You turned your head to face him, doing your best to look unbothered. Poe only cocked his head slightly, sharing all you needed to know about who he was talking about with that simple look. Something that again didn’t bother you at the slightest. “Don’t be ridiculous, we weren’t together so what is there to be mad about? Your past is your own, I don’t care who you’ve been with.”

Poe took a minute to process what you said. He was surprised that you gave no reaction, you just simply and truly looked unbothered. And that bothered him. “So you’re not mad? Not even the slightest bit jealous?”

You simply shook your head before excusing yourself, “sounds like Kes is crying, I’m going to check on him.” You lied as you stood from your seat, but as soon as you tried to walk towards said kid, Poe grabbed your arm to turn you to face him, a smirk showing on his lips.

“He’s not crying, Finn’s trying to make him smile.” He pointed out, before his smirk deepened, “Not bothered?”

“No.” You answered quickly.

He moved his hands up to your cheeks, cupping them gently before he moved in for a sweet kiss, a kiss you didn’t pull away from and instead leaned into. The feeling of his lips on your own was a feeling you missed and longed for, and doing it now made you smile into it.

Once you both broke away, Poe beamed and caressed your cheek before whispering what he needed to say, “I never felt for her what I feel for you, okay?”

“Okay.”

Rey then walked back to your table, sparing a quick glance to Poe and you before focusing on what she needed to say. “The temple isn’t far, its just east from here.”

You showed a hopeful smile, your nerves increasing tenfold at the knowledge that you were close. That Ben was close.

—

Lothal was a big beautiful planet, even if the stormy clouds ruined the scene. However though, it was simply a beautiful place, green large prairies that if you looked closely had Lothal-cats rummaging about. In the distance their was mountains, even if the dark clouds covered the sight you could still see them, just like the huge rock formations you were heading to. The closer you got, the bigger they seemed to get.

The more anxious you got as well. The louder the voices repeated the same tempting words, words that only had dark intentions behind them, lurking in your mind like the thoughts and memories that overwhelmed it. The only good thing was that you didn’t lose control anymore, all thanks to Ben...if it weren’t for him, you would have lost control that other night you saw Kylo in the dark cave.

Yet even if you didn’t lost control anymore, you felt like you were going to lose your mind. Just like the other night when the Twi’lek had you at gun point, when you saw Ben. Only it wasn’t really him, whatever it was, it was just your mind playing tricks. Just like now as Ben reappeared. You could see him clear as day, standing in the tall grass, watching you as you queitly made your way to the temple.

It was weird and only conflicted you more. The closer you got to the temple, the more you saw him. Not only that but you saw Kylo Ren too. Only he was surrounded by mist that made him ominous and in many ways terrifying. Both illusions just seemed to taunt you. Plaguing your mind with more unnecessary conflict. Something that soon was going to be over as you arrived to the temple.

“We’re here.” Rey announced as you all came to a stop in front of a large rock formation. Something that to a normal person just simply looked like that, nothing but a simple rock.

Poe furrowed his eyebrows while placing his hands on his hips, “we’re where? I don’t see anything.”

Finn chuckled and pointed his head to the rock, “the temple is hidden inside there. Watch.”

Rey and Finn moved to stand on the writing carved on the floor, both extending their arms out to lift and spin the temples gate with the Force. Something that slowly began to move, leaving Poe and you awestruck. Only it wasn’t the spinning rock that soon showed its gate that left you mesmerized, but the fact that Finn was moving it. He was using the force! Since when?!

Just as you were going to ask and express your surprised reaction, the voices echoed louder and now seemed to be coming from inside the temple. So quickly you made your way inside it, something that only seemed to make them louder, like if they were screaming in your ear. But you drowned that all out as you focused on your task, on who you were looking for. Ben. You felt more hope than ever before. You were going to see him. Finally.

“So how is this going to work?” Poe commented as he followed you inside with the hover pod following his side, “are we just going to wait for him? Is he going to walk out of nowhere or what?”

Rey shook her head, while she also seemed to be entranced by the temple, like if voices were calling her too, only hers were much nicer, down a lighter path. “No, I’m afraid it’s much more difficult than that.”

The voices came back, this time more clear than before and they still seemed to be calling from somewhere inside the temple. So you continued walking, entering through a well hidden hall that led to a dimly lit room. You were so entranced by the calling that you soon forgot Poe was following behind Rey, Finn and you, and that was something you didn’t like, mostly because it could be dangerous.

“Poe.” You turned your head back to face said man, an apologetic smile on your features, “I think it’s best if you stay behind with Kes and wait. It could be dangerous.”

Poe lips parted, his eyebrows furrowing as he was baffled by what you just told him. “What? No, I’m going with you.”

“Poe.” You pleaded, “nothing’s going to happen, please just wait.”

Poe narrowed his gaze on you, before letting out a huff, turning his back towards you to head back, while Finn also chose to follow him, saying that it would be best if it was just Rey and you. Also having no choice but hear Poe mutter his complaint to baby Kes, like if said child could respond or complain with him. “Come on little man, they don’t want us here...hmph. Dangerous? Please.”

You shake your head before continuing down the path, until finally stopping inside the room, seeing the light was provided by the designs on the walls and cieling. You had no idea what they meant but the sight was truly breath taking. And for some odd reason you knew what to do without someone needing to tell you.

Without saying a word or waiting another minute you sat down inside the carved circle, crossing your legs together before you shut your eyes and tried to clear your mind, just like Rey had taught you. You just needed to clear your mind—just clear your mind....

“Embrace the darkness, y/n, it’s the only way you’ll get him back.” In the minute of clarity and peace, the voice and darkness returned again, stronger than ever, urging you to do as it said. It was tempting, not to do as it said—if it was the way to get him back then you would do it, no doubt in your mind. Plus it was what you had seen in the dark cave the other night. “Embrace it. It’s in your nature.”

“Use your anger. Your pain, every bad memory. Use it and embrace the darkness.” Hearing that repeat in your mind, you did just that. Tried to recall every bad memory, use your anger to do what needed to be done, but it was a struggle, half of you fought that urge. But their was another urging voice trying to tell you not do so, it felt like your mind was at war with the light and dark side. It was draining and difficult.

The darkness was getting stronger, using what you wanted, using Ben to bait you. And that alone was what reeled you in, before it could trap you, before you opened that door in your mind someone stopped you. Someone unfamiliar and yet familiar at the same time.

“Don’t. Don’t be fooled by the lies of the dark side. It’s just a trick, you will not get what you’re looking for.”

You tried to place the voice to a familiar face, but you couldn’t, you didn’t know who it was. “Who are you?”

“Someone who’s been trying to reach you for a long time now.” The voice revealed, “open your eyes, y/n.”

With hesitance you did as he said, slowly opening your eyes to see that you weren’t in the same room as before, but in an entirely different place. Dark and with the same designs that the room had, only here it was spread all across the never ending place, the path you were on even had the white designs. Only Rey wasn’t here, she was replaced by a man you didn’t recognize, in robes that you knew belonged to the past Jedi.

“Who are—” your eyes widened as you finally recognized who it was standing before you. The once great Jedi. Your grandfather. Mace Windu—a small smile tugged at the corner of your lips, one that quickly disappeared. “How are you here?”

“The force allows me to be here, with you.” He began to explain, “but if you don’t fight the dark side trying to take over then I won’t be here for long. Just like this place, the world between worlds.” He stared at you with a disapproving look, just as he crossed his arms on his chest and continued to speak, “it seems that the doubt I once had for Anakin Skywalker, had its consequence, now that you can’t seem to forget and let go of his grandson.”

You continued to stare at him with disbelief, your mind just couldn’t accept it—did him being here mean that Ben could too? Or was he here to stop you from getting Ben? If he was then you wouldn’t have a problem forgetting him. It didn’t matter if he was your Grandfather— “are you here to help me bring Ben back?”

He sighed and hesitated to answer, but did so anyhow, “I’m here as your guide, but not—”

Quickly you ignored what he was saying as your eyes landed on a portal that opened not far from you. It had the same design as the place you were in, only their was multiple butterfly designs flying around it, something significant that identified it from the rest. When it opened it showed a clear play by play of that day Ben died, letting you know that it all had to do with him.

Without a second thought, you moved past your grandfather and rushed towards the portal. Now realizing voices echoing around, some voices you knew and others that you didn’t.

“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.”

“Never tell me the odds.”

“Let the past die. Kill it if you have to. That’s the only way to become what you were meant to be.”

“Having the ability to use the force doesn’t deem you great. You’re great with or without. Don’t forget that.”

“There’s good in him. I know. I know there is..still..”

The voices of the people from the past, present and future died down as you reached the portal door, as you saw Ben facing Palpatine in Exegol, just before you fought him. He was standing there...in that moment that was the best thing you’ve ever seen—stars how much you’ve missed him—a warm smile again tugged on your lips as you saw him, so close and far at the same time. All you needed to do was reach through and you would finally get him back.

Just reach your hand to grab his, that’s all you needed to, just reach— “don’t!”

You gasped as you were pulled back, seeing nothing now but your grandfather before you, blocking your path to Ben.

“Do that and you’re risking bringing Palpatine back. After all your friends and you have done, you can’t risk it. It’s far too dangerous.”

Your eyebrows furrowed together at his words—he was here to stop you; “no.” You responded sharply, “just Ben and that’s it. You can’t stop me.”

“I can and I will. Don’t you see it. It’s been Palpatine’s plan all along.” He tried to explain, but you couldn’t listen to reason, he had to be lying— “his first plan didn’t work. He’s using your vulnerability. You save Ben Solo and he comes to. Just likes he’s been wanting all along.”

“I don’t have that stupid ring anymore. He’s done controlling me!” You bellowed as you tried to push past him, an action he easily pushed back.

“He might be, but what he did is still affecting your mind! Still troubling you! See that!” He argued. But you still couldn’t listen. Ben was just a few feet away. He was right there. He was close. You needed him.

“I need him, I can’t be without him...please.” You begged, your voice cracking as tears slipped past your cheeks. “Please...it’s my fault-it’s my fault.”

Your grandfather just shook his head before he extended his hand and whispered, “I’m sorry.” And just like that you were back in the temple, with Rey once again before you, and Ben gone. Again.

Every feeling thereafter came flooding back, the darkness that had plagued your mind before was beginning to feel overbearing, it felt that way before but now it was worse. Now it felt like your mind was on fire and the only solution was to embrace that forbidden side, just embrace the darkness. Because either way that was the right path, you unknowingly tried doing it the “right way” with your grandfather and it didn’t work. Now you had to do it the way you were told, the only way you were going to bring him back.

“Y/N?”

You looked up to meet Rey’s worried gaze, tears slipping past your eyes and down your cheeks, a look Rey didn’t miss. In fact the moment you had forcefully returned from the World between Worlds she had sensed something was wrong, seeing you now, seeing how devastated you were, and seeing no Ben, she knew her senses weren’t wrong.

“I’m sorry.” You whimpered, as you slowly stood to your feet and broke your gaze from hers, focusing on the battle inside your head. “It’s the only way.” You shut your eyes and focused on letting the anger, every bad memory, pain just seep through, letting it all just take over. You were going to open that door inside your head that led to the dark side.

“Don’t!” Rey bellowed as she rushed to your side, grabbing your shoulders and then your face to make you open your eyes to see her. She knew what was going on, she could feel your struggle and she couldn’t let it take over you. “Y/N, you can’t choose the dark side, it will only bring more pain! You won’t find him that way, trust me.”

Your eyes opened slowly, swallowing thickly as you met her gaze, mouthing an apology before you force pushed her to the wall—she doesn’t know what she was talking about, this was the right way. You needed to embrace the darkness—once again you focused on your previous task, slowly opening that door, and as you did you felt it fly open. Basking you with the darkness, pain and anger. Plaguing your mind with every bad memory from your past, memories that only hurt you more.

The feeling felt odd and wrong, it felt like it was taking over and turning you into someone you weren’t, but you also felt more powerful in every way. But with so much power, it was also something you couldn’t control—the ground beneath your feet began to shake, rubble from the stone made ceiling began to trickle down. All how it would happen before.

Once again you sat inside the carved circle to retry what you intended to do before, only this time it was going to be different.

Just as you were going to try and enter that previous state, you were thrown back and held against the wall. You strained to be let go, but Rey’s hold was too strong. “I can’t let you do this! I can’t let you fall down that path.” She voiced with tears of her own pooling her eyes. “I can’t lose you too.”

“It-it’s the only way!” You groaned, barely managing to be set free and land on the ground again. “It’s my fault he’s gone, I have to do this for him! Whatever it takes.” Again she tried to force you to the wall, but this time you fought back, clashing your own force with hers, a battle that was hard as the both of you tried to come out successful and force the other one back; “he was my home. Even if I pretended to hate him, I always loved him. So please Rey, let me do this.”

“No! You’re a good person don’t do this! He doesn’t want this for you!” She voiced making you hesitate, “I can help you. I can help you see him again.”

You shook your head, the dark side trying to seduce you to not listen to her, trying to tell you she was wrong. “You’re wrong.” You muttered, slightly gaining the upper hand to push her back. “The dark side is the only way.”

“No it isn’t, I can help you. Okay? I promise.” She tried to convince you, showing a reassuring look while easing her fight against you. Something that was a mistake as you completely gained the upper hand and pushed her to the wall. Following by swiftly summoning your lightsaber to your hand and summoning hers as well, igniting your red blade and her new yellow one. A sight that shocked you, but didn’t comment on, instead you crossed both sabers and pushed them to her throat, letting them ghost over her skin.

“It’s the only way.”

Rey didn’t move under the burning blades, but she also didn’t try and fight back physically, instead she tried to help you a different way. “It isn’t. Just like he isn’t the only person you have.” Rey expressed softly, carefully moving her hand to grab your own, an action to help calm your mind just like how Ben used to do before. “You have Poe, Finn, baby Kes and me. I love you and I won’t let you fall to the dark side, I’ll help you, every step of the way. I promise.”

The hold on the lighsabers faltered as you took in her words, as your mine eased and saw the light shine through. Letting the room stop shaking, leaving only cracks on the floors and walls as faint memory of what happened. Your lip began to tremble knowing that she was right. You had lost yourself trying to prove her and everyone else wrong. Just to bring Ben back.

“Hey, what’s going on?!” You heard Poe yell as he and Finn rushed into the room, BB8 and the silver hovering pod containing Kes not failing to follow behind him. “What’s—” he cut himself off as he saw you hold two lightsabers to Rey’s throat. He was utterly lost on what was going on, but he knew it couldn’t be good with what he was seeing. “Y/N.” Poe tried to walk towards you but stopped as Finn held him back, only shaking his head to express that he shouldn’t.

You took a moment to look back at Poe, Finn and the sleeping child in pod, taking in and realizing that you couldn’t be the monster you feared, how selfish could you be to do that? “I never told him anything I wanted to say,” you sobbed while dropping the sabers to the ground, whilst letting go of that darkness that almost controlled you; “I’m sorry, Rey.” Said girl didn’t respond with anything, instead she wrapped you in a tight hug, falling on her knees with you as you held onto her and cried into her shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

“Its okay.” She assured you, “it’s okay.”

Ben was lost forever, all because he saved you. It was going to be hard to accept that, but you needed to in order to not lose yourself...like you did now. You needed to accept that you were never going to see him again, that he was gone just like your parents. He was gone...

Suddenly their was new feeling...a presence...a familiar one....carefully you lifted your head off Rey’s shoulder to notice that her and the wall were basked in a gentle blue light. The same blue light your grandfather was basked in. You blinked to meet Rey’s widened gaze, her eyes focused on something—someone behind you. Just before you could turn to see who it was, a familiar voice filled your ears....

“Hey, Kid.”

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[pucksnsticksnhockeyboys]

it’s what you deserve - pt. six

summary: you and Bee have a day without boys to get your thoughts straight, so why is Max here?

word count: 1.5k

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“Do you want some wine? I'll get you some wine.” Bee didn't even wait for a response as you both sat on the couch, waiting for puck drop. Ever since the events of yesterday happened, you had been moping around the apartment and Bee was getting sick of it. Thought, she'd never tell you that, she knew just how much you were struggling with this.

When you had told her what Brett had said, and how everything went down, she simply listened and without her even commenting on anything, you knew what her response would be. She had said before how much more she liked Brett than Max, and back then when you had thought there was no chance of Brett liking you, you had simply rolled your eyes and playfully shoved her shoulder.

Now, she knew you well enough to not even bring it up.

“Are you sure you want to watch the game? I'm fine with Parks and Rec, if you want.” Bee questioned as she returned to the couch, handing you your glass and sitting beside you. It had been a boy-free day, and with Adam having left early that morning to go down to Pittsburgh, it hadn't been a difficult task. You even hadn't heard from Max in a few hours, giving him some excuse about schoolwork that needed to get done for why you couldn't hang out.

“No, the game is fine. I'm fine. It's—it's fine.” You assured her, flashing a tight lipped smile before taking a generous sip of your drink. Bee rolled her eyes, leaning forward to snatch the remote off of the coffee table and muting the television. You frowned, though not because you were upset you couldn't hear the pre-game stats given by the broadcasters.

“Okay, we're going to talk about this.” You knew what she was talking about, but that didn't mean you had to let her know that. You'd been doing your very best to avoid talking about the recent developments of your romantic life, you'd even tried to avoid simply thinking about everything that happened. “About Brett, and Mac—”

“Max.” You corrected with a roll of your eyes. You should have known she would do that, she had thought it was the funniest thing in the world when you told her Brett had called him that the first time they met, and she figured it was a great passive aggressive way to vent her frustration towards him.

“Whatever, you know what I want to talk about.” Bee ignored you with a dramatic wave of her hand and you couldn't help but giggle at her. She never failed to distract you when you needed it, but she also kept you grounded. “I can tell you're not happy.”

“Please, how can I not be happy? One of my closest friends confessed his feelings for me yesterday and I had to tell him in with someone he doesn't think deserves me.” You sighed, sarcasm practically dripping from your words. Bee pouted out her bottom lip, resting a hand on your knee comfortingly.

“Are you happy with Max?” Bee's question was quiet, and your only response was a shrug. Confusion was the honest answer, you didn't know what to feel with Max. You had been doing this thing with him for so long, it felt weird to suddenly just give up. “You deserve to be happy, you know.”

“It's starting.” You mumbled, seeing both teams at center ice for puck drop. Bee dropped the conversation, knowing during intermissions she would be able to question you further.

Turns out, she didn't have to wait that long. About halfway through the first period, the loud sound of someone getting checked into the boards made you jump. Now, you were no stranger to the various noises made in a hockey game, but something different about this hit had you straightening in your seat.

You hadn't been able to take you eyes off of him when he was on the ice. Even when the camera panned to the bench, you found yourself looking for the familiar number twenty-one.

So when Brett took a particularly hard hit into the boards that he should have seen coming, you gripped your glass tight. He was slow to get up, but thankfully he did. You held your breath as he skated to make a line change, only exhaling when he stayed on the bench instead of making his way to the locker room. You knew it was a good sign, but still, you worried.

“He's okay.” You faintly heard Bee mutter beside you, knowing she had been watching your reaction from the moment she realized what had happened. You nodded once, not really knowing you were doing it. Then, the next play was whistled off sides and the announcers stopped talking about the plays, and instead about the hit Brett had just received.

“I know it's early in the game, but Howden's been distracted. He's fumbled the puck, taken big hits, and made several messy passes that have resulted in unnecessary giveaways.” The first announcer said, and you were certain from the look on Bee's face that she would've taken the remote out of your hand and muted the television if you didn't have a white-knuckled grip on it.

“It's not your fault—” Bee's comment had barely passed her lips before the announcers continued, the camera following Brett as he sat on the bench, clearly in pain from the check he had taken moments earlier.

“He's been good recently, but something has thrown him off his game today.” The first announcer continued.

“Or someone.” The second broadcaster joked, before their attention was returned to the ice, puck being dropped and the Rangers taking possession. Bee didn't say anything, or if she did, you didn't hear her. You were too caught up in your thoughts about how maybe they had a point, that maybe Brett was just as affected by all this as you were. And now you were distracting him from hockey, his job.

You hadn't heard the knock at your door, nor seen Bee get up off the couch to answer it, but her calling your name snapped you out of your daze. Your brows furrowed together as you catalogued her annoyed expression from the doorway, and as you approached you realized why she was frowning.

“What are you doing here?” Max. He had, once again, shown up unannounced at your doorstep when you told him you had other plans.

“I wanted to hang out, and I figured you could just do your work tomorrow.” Max said casually, looking into the apartment like he wanted to come in, but you didn't move from the doorway. Bee gave your arm a gentle squeeze, using her powers of knowing just how to comfort you and when you needed it, before slipping down the hall and into her room.

Your thoughts were racing, and you realized that none of the good ones had to do with the boy standing at your doorstep. You thought about things like how he didn't make your heart skip a beat with a simple charming smile. How he made you cry more times than he made you laugh. That he had yet to introduce you to his friends. That he only really cared about you when he thought he was losing you to a professional athlete.

And it was scary, almost, how easy the next words fell past your lips.

“I'm breaking up with you.”

Scary how you felt the weight of the world lift off your shoulders.

You knew Bee would've laughed at the flabbergasted look on his face, how he looked so shocked that you had said that. But you did, and you stood tall, one hand on the door ready to shut it at any moment and officially remove him from your life.

“What? You—you can't just—what?” He stuttered and you took some satisfaction in the fact that he was so caught off guard by your declaration. A bit of petty retribution for all the months of heartbreak and games. A self-satisfied grin found its way onto you face.  

“I'm breaking up with you.” You repeated, voice firm as you made sure he heard you correctly. You were treating him like a little kid, but then again, he did act like one the entirety of your relationship.

“Is this about Brett? You're really going to leave me for him?” As he spoke, you felt anger bubble up inside of you. Brett may have been the catalyst for the breakup, but things had been building. You were tired of being strung along, lied to, and stood up. Brett made you realize that relationships could be better, that you could be treated better. But, instead of explaining this all to him only to be met with an argument about how you should stay together, you plastered a sickly sweet smile on your face and spoke next with all the firmness you could muster.

“I deserve better than you.”

And then you shut the door in his face for the last time.

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Let’s Get Lost (Chop and Change, Part 3.)

Series descriprion: Twenty years ago, you’ve given a promise to a boy who claimed to imprint on you. Against your will, you decided to keep it and to visit La Push just to see if anything has changed.

Part summary: Everything seemed to be going well... To well for your liking. Of course there was a slight road bump waiting for you.

A/N: I think I just stan Emmett being dudebro with Jake and thus having his place in the Qiuleute family, dragging the reader along on his adventure. Also, yes, I firmly believe that vampires can cry and their saliva, in fact, isn’t that venomous, since Edward didn’t seem to be poisioning Bella while kissing her... So... Excuse me why I’ll be altering the cannon.

Warning: It’s highly recommended to read the Football Time miniseries first since this contains an unlike pairing which is explained in the series, also the circumstances are given there.

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It was hard to resist... But giving in to the rush was more fun, wasn't it? It felt good to feel a bit younger, as you'd say. To feel more alive for a few minutes. Yes, you gave into Seth's tries, various looks, and daring smiles. And dear Lord did you enjoy yourself as you yelled words that didn't even go with the song. It was an amazing singing along session, to be honest. First, he thought you might not give in - but then you asked him to put your CD back in, so you could show him how it's done. And fuck, you delivered just as you planned.

I must admit, I can't explain... Any of these thoughts racin' through my brain, it's true - baby, I'm howlin' for you.

So far, it seemed that Seth was enjoying himself as your shoulders moved to the rhythm and he was making various weird faces. Sure, you met some cars here and there, but most of the people already met him and knew what he was like. And what did they think of you? Why would you care? All you wanted to do at that moment was to have fun. For the most part, you both succeeded. - "For a fossil, you're not that bad." - Seth said all of a sudden, waiting for your reaction. With an appeal of laughter, you opened up your mouth and your expression was honestly the funniest Seth had seen until that day. - "I will pretend I didn't hear that you sneaky... Fuck, no-one ever called a fossil." - With that, you turned on another road leading directly to Sam's house. - "I was called old, elderly, but a fossil? Wow." - "I didn't mean to offend you, it was a joke." - Seth said more carefully, yet as you turned your head at him, he realized you're joking as well.

"Can I ask you something?" - Seth mumbled when you lowered the music as the car rode into an area that was already inhabited. There was this huge house, an even bigger sty, and one big campfire place bounded by logs, implying that this is yet another place where the wolves and their families gather to share stories and legends of their tribe. It was magical for you. - "Shoot." - You mumbled from parking your car, watching a huge group of people in front of the house, gathering and chatting about things. The only two you could recognize were Sam and Embry, but you were sure that other names will cross your mind once you join them. - "Why did they call you the Canadian the last time you and the Cullens hung out here?" - "Ain't that pretty obvious from my accent?" - Sure, now you let the damn Canadian accent slip through. It was impossible not to catch it once you were living in one place for such a long time. - "I'm living there for a long... Long time. Possibly the last two centuries, if my calculations are correct. And because most of the vampires at least try to move around the globe, it became quite infamous. It's just a dumb nickname." - With that, you dismissed the whole topic and leaned into your seat. The engine was already turned off, but you couldn't move as you watched the group of people.

There was a lot of them. More of them than you recalled. Was is a good idea to come there after all, even though you've been welcomed to visit now? Sam told you that the presence of such a little number of vampires shouldn't cause any unwanted transforming, but... What if it will? You wouldn't be able to take such a responsibility on your back. - "What are you stressing about?" - Seth asked after a moment of watching you staring at the kids and their parents. Of course, he noticed that you're nervous. To put it nicely, the boy was obsessed with every small flinch in your face, it was logical he would notice.

"If you think they won't like you, you're right." - This boy could be so sassy at moment, you swore to God. With another snicker, you turned at him as well while still holding the steering wheel in your hand. - "They'll love you. I'll make them." - "Is that your attempt to flirt?" - Well, this was just a plain call out from your part. But honestly, it didn't make Seth even flinch. Because yes, that was exactly what he was trying to do. Maybe, he'd try to talk back just to see what your reaction would be like, but at that moment, Emmett's face appeared behind you. The huge, curly-haired vampire pressed his face into the glass, smiling at both of you.

Now, when Emmett was there, no-one would stop him from dragging you by. He and Esme never made anyone shift since their rather frequent visits - why would you make someone shift? You weren't that special for a vampire and making the shifting genes work inside a wolf certainly didn't belong to your hidden abilities. Bullshit meter? That was still in question since Edward still didn't deny or confirm the fact. You were safe for them.

And dear Lord, these people were pumped to see you coming for the said visit. Some of them, you already met two days prior at the First Beach where Seth was telling his stories. Aside from Emily, Sue made it as well, so there were four women in the kitchen. There was the second of Sam's twins, Ellie, who didn't turn to a wolf. No-one knew if she has the genes, but not even something as dramatic as her sister's suicide didn't make her turn - whereas, for Seth and Leah, it was Harry's heart attack. Most of the Uley's now assumed that she simply wasn’t a direct sucessor of the wolf thing. But Sam had a smaller son, named Billy, after Jacob's father who was likely to be a wolf once his time comes.

When you were in the kitchen, helping Emily to prepare all the food necessary, you understood why Jake warned you about staring at the twins' pictures. Ellie was looking precisely like her sister; they were both pretty after their mother. Emily herself was an amazing woman. She has a wicked sense of humor, yet still had all the motherly love and instinct. To your surprise, since the first moment you walked in front of the house and got a hug from Emily, there was the feeling that you're included under the wings of her endless love. Which, even if you were a few centuries older than Emily, was lovely.

Sue was fine with you as well. Of course, she knew who you were. She knew it when you visited her with Emmett at Charlie’s, she knew about the imprinting ever since it happened - it wasn't Seth's mistake this time. Leah couldn't keep her mouth shut and of course, she had to tell her mother about her small brother imprinting into a fucking vampire. But Sue's reaction was far from what Leah had expected to happen. She just said "And what do you think your brother can do about that?" instead of being mad. It was making her worried, yes, but when she met you in person, the fear disappeared from the bigger part. There were still worries, but these were just caused by the fact that Seth was her child. This was a plain thing to understand.

"Should I put the potatoes into the water?" - You asked nervously and looked at both Emily and Sue. These women were teaching you how to cook and to be honest, they were quite enjoying themselves. If you ever cooked something, it was back in... Sixteenth, maybe the seventeenth century. A lot of time passed since then. And that was a lot of time in which you fed by animal blood, not by cooking. Ellie was sitting at the dining table and watched you do your best while failing miserably. Sure, she knew you were a vampire, but this was hilarious in her opinion. The girl quite liked you, which was a pleasant surprise and a change from all the young girls you've met on the beach. - "Sure, they won't cook if you'll be just staring at them." - "Maybe I have laser eyes, don't be so sure." - You answered back to Emily with a daring smile, rolling sleeves of your t-shirt up. Both women furrowed and waited for what you'll do with the said potatoes - and even Ellie's eyes widened in horror as she watched you stick your hand into the huge pot of boiling water, putting the potatoes there one by one.

All of them were so shocked that you put at least five of them onto the bottom itself before they at least blinked at the scenery; all you could feel was a slight tickling on your skin. As you noticed that they're all silent, you looked at them with a slow-witted face. - "Did I do something wrong?" - You asked, still standing in front of the pot with your sleeve rolled up. - "You know... We usually don't stick our hands into boiling water. We do this." - With that, Emily pushed you from the counter and showed you how to carefully put the potatoes in. Suddenly, your cooking lesson was interrupted by Emmett, who had around four kids hanging from various parts of his body. To say he wasn't bothered was an understatement. The vampire probably didn't even know about them. And of the said children was Sakari, which heavily implied that Jacob and Jean arrived. Or that Jake was here alone.

"How's the food looking? They sent me here as a spy." - Emmett said playfully, winking at you with that. - "They sent you in because you won't eat any of the food we're cooking." - You answered quite swiftly. Before the vampire answered, he bowed to pick up a child hanging from his leg and swung them over his shoulder like a sack of wheat. Something was telling you that while this wasn't what you were supposed to do with kids, this was exactly why all the kids from La Push adored him. - "Whatever, boomer." - Emmett muttered out, looking at Emily for answers. But he wasn't about to wiggle so easily out of the situation.

"What did you just say?" - At that, you rolled the sleeve back down and stood up directly in front of the man. - "Look me in the eyes and tell me again, come on, do it." - For people who didn't know your friendship with Emmett, this could be viewed as a potentially threatening situation; while all you were doing was that you measured your egos. - "Do you want me to spell it out for you?" - Emmett asked back, straightening up even more despite having all these kids still hanging from him. - "I don't think you're that good with the alphabet."

After another few seconds a verbal shootout, which was carefully observed by all of the Uley women, you decided to solve the manner in your typical fashion - by a super dumb competition which was also extremely dangerous. This time, you decided to chop wood with your bare hands. And if wood couldn't resolve your small problem, rocks were about to do the trick. By theatrically seizing most of the men and kids that were there, you gave the women at least some time to catch a breath.

It took almost half an hour and a huge pile of wood until you simply couldn't chop a huge log anymore... It wasn't even a log, it was a whole-ass stump of a tree. For now, it was Emmett who had the upper hand - yet you knew that as soon as you will have some more agility-based ego measuring, you'll kick his ass. So, for the rest of the day, Emmett has earned the right to call you boomer whenever he felt like it. Yet he didn't use it in front of the kids so you wouldn't be only called boomer, because that would be disrespectful. And no matter how much Emmett loved to poke fun of you, he never intended to be strictly disrespectful to you. That wasn't what friends did.

And even after you lost the competition, there was Sakari and Paul's little girl, who came to talk to you. - "That was so cool!" - Sakari yelled out with giggles, catching your palm to hers. The other girl did so as well, but she stopped when she realized... - "Is something wrong with you, auntie? Are you sick? You're cold as ice." - At that, you stopped and smiled at the girl with an uncertain emotion inside you. Fuck, there was so much wrong with you. Every literal thing about you could be considered as inhuman and wrong. But Seth to the rescue. - "She has some problems with blood circulation, you know? That's why she has cold hands." - The man smiled at the girl, watching you leading both the kids back to the table. Problems with blood circulation. Of course. While it was only partially correct, it still sounded better than just saying 'yeah, kiddo, I am a vampire'. What was sweetest, the girl didn't even stop to think about that - she just nodded and started to talk about something else entirely.

"Not gonna lie, that was impressive to watch... And I'm scared of you a bit." - The man mumbled when the girls finally let go of you, running to the other kids who were running around the table. - "That was the point. Scaring you away." - It almost sounded serious, until Seth turned his head at you and saw you grinning at your joke.  - "Okay." - He just agreed. Was that emotion in your eyes or was Emmett going blind? Maybe the shine in your eyes was making him blind. All he knew that it was very sweet and that as soon as he gets the chance, he'll at least text the Cullens about that. - "Can you give us a hand in here?" - Emily cried at you suddenly, once again stealing the possibility of deepening the flirtation from Seth. Of course, you ran there immediately.

Both you and Emmett helped them carry hoards of food onto the table outside, helping them with loads of dishes, making sure everyone has some. Even though the wolves were super-strong when they were actively shifting, it was nice to have two helping vampires just waiting around to do stuff when asked. Especially when it came to carrying around super-heavy stuff since you didn't even seem to be bothered by the fact.

The late lunch was fun through and through. Everyone seemed to be interested in you - but in a good way. Was this Seth's doing? What the hell did the boy tell these people about you that made them so interested? This, of course, caused another wave of intense staring on both sides. Maybe it wasn't staring, you tried to keep it in the quick-gazes thing as you chatted with Paul and Embry, but Seth was completely lost in all of it. Emmett was just quietly observing everything. He couldn't stop the widening grin growing on his face.

To your surprise, when it was time to leave, you didn't want to leave. You wished you could spend more time with Sue and Emily, chatting with them about nothing and everything at the same time. More so, you wanted to learn more about cooking human food. The activity, no matter how tricky it could get for a vampire, was fun to you. There was still so much to talk about with Paul, Embry, Sam, and their other friends - it was so much it wouldn't get into one evening.

When you spaced out on Seth once more, you noticed a small, almost invisible drop of sauce on his chin. But you knew about the drop and it was irritating the living hell out of you. You could tell him to wipe it off, yeah, but you did something completely different. Without thinking about it, you just walked to him and cleaned it up... Whilst he was in the middle of a conversation with Jacob. It was about his extempore at the workshop. Jacob didn't try to hide the knowing grin on his face. Seth's head was empty within seconds as you then turned away and walked to Sam to talk with him. - "Wow." - Jacob got out voicelessly, turning on his heels as he didn't know what to do. Then he turned back to the boy while biting on his lower lip.

Seth was still spaced out, smoothing over the spot where your ice-cold palm touched him. The man would swear that his body was about to explode with happiness. Was it possible for his heart to beat as fast as it did or did he pass out some time ago and this was a fever dream? This could be counted as clear progress. - "I have a good feeling about this." - Suddenly, Emmett jumped into the conversation with Sakari hanging on his forearm. - "I've never seen her so soft around anyone."

If this was all false hope, it was nothing but cruel. But if it wasn't...

On the other hand, the thing flew out of your head almost instantly. You were walking with Sam to the car where you were about to wait for Sue since you offered her a ride home. - "You can always come for another visit." - Sam told you with both his hands in his pockets. - "You know, I heard that you hated vampires before. And that the last conflict didn't end up so well." - You started carefully, but Sam just smiled and nodded. - "I learned how to appreciate some of the Cullen's qualities after meeting the Volturi." - "You met Aro and his underlings?" - That was new information for you. You've heard about the Nessie problem countless times at that point, you knew that Jake and his pack were there - but you didn't know all the Quileutes came to defend the Cullens. - "Not so fun bunch, I tell you that." - Suddenly, your liking for Sam Uley grew even more. You hated Aro for some time and he detested you as well. You've been there and done that. - "We can agree on that." - With that, you went for a quick hug, promising him to stop by as soon as you'll be able to.

Driving Sue home was more or less a nice while when you chatted about Forks and the surroundings, the woman told you about a lot of nice places to visit - since you were allowed to the reservation, the spots were all over the Olympic Peninsula. You appreciated everything she had told. When you dropped her off at Charlie's, Seth climbed to the front seat since you were about to drive him back home before departing to the Cullen residence. To make his mood a bit better, you chose to play the CD he had given you. But there wasn't much talking done throughout the journey. Seth was trying to figure out what to do next, the fear of you leaving was now more and more real inside of him.

"Is everything okay?" - You asked suddenly. The sky was getting dark and since it wasn't cloudy that night, the stars were slowly starting to shine on the night sky. This was certainly one of the few rarest nights out there, where it wasn't raining like hell. - "It can't get any better." - Seth whispered, more likely to himself than to you, but you didn't let it slip past your radar. It made you smile for a second, but you didn't show that to the man.

More importantly, the closer you got to his home, the slower you wanted to drive the car.

Jacob told you that imprinting is usually about finding the perfect match, right? Sam had found and settled down with Emily, with who he had a beautiful family. Leah moved out of Forks with Samantha, living her best life somewhere out there. And since you stopped resisting, at least partially, you seemed to be giving in so easily you almost felt ashamed. But... It wasn't that hard. Sure, there was still the terror of not being alone, but there were moments where you could look past that. And this day was one of them as a whole. For Seth, to give him a real chance, you were willing to create another of those. And maybe more of them. - "I enjoyed it today. Your family is amazing." - There was nothing but admiration in your voice as you mentioned them.

"I noticed mom liked you too. Except for when you stuck your whole arm into the pot. That freaked them out a bit." - Seth admitted with a chuckle, making you growl in shame. - "You heard about that?" - This was very embarrassing for you. Sticking your arm into a pot of boiling water... Yeah... Who would've thought about that? - "Ellie told us when you and Emmett had the small show-off." - With that, Seth smiled at you. - "I think it was pretty badass even if you lost." - And there was pure admiration in his voice as well. He shouldn't be as admiring of you, because maybe that was the rock of the problem. This was maybe freaking you out. And also you knew he can't do a thing about that.

It got kinda uncomfortable when you both got out of the car in front of his house. Both of you wanted to say something, but you just kind of looked at each other for too long. Then you noticed the slow steps Seth was taking towards you. First, there were gentle touches on your forearms which you noticed only because his skin was much hotter than yours. The man did his best not to jump in too fast. And indeed, it felt almost agonizing until he smoothed your upper arms, caressing your shoulders as well. When his palms gently caught your neck, as if you could break under the touch, he saw you smiling and closing your eyes. Seth was close. Your body could feel the natural heat coming out of him, you could feel the blood rushing in his veins, the manic rhythm of his heart, and the way his breath fastened.

Jesus Christ, it would be so easy to just let go and to give in. If you'd lost head here and there, you'd just drag him inside, and... But you didn't want to do it like this. So in the last moment, just when you felt him breathing to your face, you put your palm on his chest, pulling him a bit further from you. Seth wasn't mad of weirded out by the last moment bailout. At least, he palmed your jaws, since you seemed to be more than comfortable with the closeness. You were so comfortable that you put your palms on his sides, sending him another crooked smile. - "Too soon?" - The man asked simply, making you nod. - "I need time to know that I'm not acting out of remorse or hormones." - "Vampires have hormones? That's a new one." - Seth smiled, making you snicker as well. - "Shut up." - You answered only. - "As you wish, ma'am. Should I ask about the remorse?" - At that, you just shook your head.

Damn, you would be able to spend hours solely by staring at him from that angle. But he, unfortunately, needed to sleep, eat and go to the toilet. So that was a no-no scenario for you. - "What if I take you out?" - You asked suddenly. At that, Seth rose his eyebrows. - "Go on." - "Well, for starters, you, me, Port Angeles, movies and dinner. My treat." - "I don't want you to spend money on me. It's dumb." - At that, you gently pinched the skin under his sweatshirt, laughing unbelievably. - "But if you'd ask me out and pay for me, that would be a-ok, am I right? Last chance, take it or leave it." - Of course, Seth agreed, even though he imagined he'll be the one to ask you out. - "Call me." - You whispered in the end, getting on the tips to at least treat him with a simple kiss on the cheek. Even this small gesture made him stay in front of his house with shining eyes as you drove off into the night.

That happened three days ago. When you told Emmett, who immediately texted to the family group, you placed a bet on when Seth will call you. He was guessing the night when you asked him out - you bet on the following day. But he hadn't called you. He hadn't texted you. And even if Emmett was taking you to all the spots Sue told you about, there was still a huge part of you which was slowly descending to madness again. There were all of those dark scenarios playing out, one after another.

You didn't do anything bad. Yes, it was too fast for you, but you've told him not to push it and Seth seemed to be okay with it. He was willing to wait a bit longer, a few days were nothing against twenty years, right? But what if he jumped to conclusions too fast as Brianna did? What if he hurt himself or worse? All the horror scenarios came to you once more - Seth being crushed by a tree, a rock, drowning... Fuck, why did he have to be so fragile? Sure, against a normal human being, he wasn't fragile at all, but next to you...

On the third day of silence, you knew you couldn't do it anymore. Suddenly, you ran out of the residence while Emmett watched you through the window. You could run to Jacob's house, sure, but you'd get lost on the way again - driving a car whilst knowing the communications around Forks was safer and quicker at that point. Once you passed Forks, you sped up beyond limits with tears in your eyes. One of the songs Seth picked out for you was playing on repeat, yet it was ignored by you. Your breath was slightly hitching as you tried to focus on the road, your knuckles were getting paler and paler. At one point, you had to stop flinching your fingers because you almost broke the steering wheel. It was evening, so Jacob was home at that time. First, you wanted to ask him and then, you planned to drive directly to Seth's house. You couldn't get less fuck about anything at that time.

Jacob ran to your car through heavy rain, since he heard the loud tunes playing. He stopped himself at the sight of your appearance. Even though your eyes were showing that you're not lusting for blood just yet, there were deep dark circles under your eyes to the point you almost seemed to be sick. To amp it up, even more, you were crying. And shaking. - "Where is he, Jacob?" - You walked straight to the man, not stopping at the fact that he's a shapeshifter - you simply caught his shirt in your palms, raising him to the air like a goddamn toy. Sakari and Jean were both standing at the front door, watching the sight. - "And don't make me repeat myself."

Jacob did his best to stay calm. You were a friend and he understood that something must've happened. He didn't want to transform and to hurt you by any possible means. Gently, Jake put his hot palms on yours, hugging them. - "Put me down, Y/N, come on." - After a moment, you blew angrily, but did as he asked. - "Is something wrong with Seth?" - The man asked right after. Slowly, the previous furiousness was replaced with fear and anxiety once more. - "I don't know. I thought you might know... He was supposed to call me, but he didn't. I hadn't heard of him in three days." - Jacob nodded, trying to find the best solution. - "Listen, try to go to him for a visit, maybe he's just taking his time and you've freaked out absurdly. Okay? Okay. Give me a call once you'll know something."

You drove to his house as if he was about to die any minute. There wasn't a time where you'd try to slow down the machine or anything, you just pushed forward even more. This time, you tried knocking and calling him on the phone once more, but as soon as you realized he isn't picking up, you did as you told him previously. Once more, you broke into the house through an opened window.

For a minute, you listened to the dark house, trying to catch any signs of life. And soon, you did. He was breathing... But something was wrong. Very wrong. And when you stepped into the bedroom once more, you almost couldn't breathe for more than ten seconds before you pulled yourself together and dialed Carlisle's number.

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Chapter 35 _ Te Entrego Las Llaves

The holidays had come and gone and the girls were each midway through their spring Semester. This semester was a bit hectic for Juliana and her classmates with the competition coming up in a few months. Nonetheless she made time for Valentina’s birthday. This semester she had Tuesdays off which fit perfectly with Valentina’s birthday. She had switched shifts with Andrea for that day and she spent the better part of the morning putting the finishing touches on her gift while the boutique was empty. Once her shift was over she wrapped her present and made her way to the university. Valentina’s class was about to end and she wanted to be there waiting for her to take her to lunch.

Hope shot her a text saying class was done and they would be heading downstairs within the next five minutes. After reading the message Juliana took out her bouquet of 20 pink roses and put on her sunglasses as she leaned against her Mustang waiting for the birthday girl.

Once she reached the doors, Valentina’s smile grew. She hugged Hope goodbye and jogged towards her girlfriend. Juliana set the flowers on the roof of her car just in time to catch Valentina in her arms.

“Happy birthday morrita!” Juliana said as she spun the girl around before setting her down. “These are for you.” She said as she reached for the flowers.

“Damn, V! Where can I get me one of those!” A class mate yelled playfully to which Valentina simply raised her middle finger without turning back before leaning in to give her girlfriend a kiss.

“They’re beautiful thank you.” Val said bring the bouquet up to smell it. “I thought you had work this evening.”

“Drea agreed to switch so I could spend the day with you.” Juliana said with a shrug of her shoulders.

Valentina smiled, “good because I was gonna go bug you at work.” She said with a cute wink.

“Let’s get outta here.” Juliana said opening the door for Valentina.

Once inside the car Valentina felt curious as to where they could be going but knew that Juliana wouldn’t tell her so she simply went with the flow. She hadn’t expected to be picked up by Juliana but she was more than glad to spend the day with her.

Upon arriving to a cute French pastry shop Juliana went around and opened the door for Valentina. “M’lady” she said offering a hand to the girl in her car.

Valentina smiled knowing exactly where they were and knowing exactly what she was going to order. “How do you know me so well?” She said holding Juliana’s hand as they made their way to the door.

“I couldn’t let you turn 20 and not let you get 20 macaroons of your choice. Plus this is my excuse to have the delicious macaroon rose. Aaaaaand I might have ordered a few things to go.” Juliana said with an exaggerated playful smile.

Making their way inside the girls went to the pastry counter and order their goodies along with their meals. Juliana paid and they walked to one of the tables with a comfy couch. They had gotten quite a bit of pastries so they decided to get one of the bigger tables to fit everything.

“Thank you for picking me up today, you’ve just made today so much better.” Valentina said earnestly.

“I know birthdays are a bit hard for you sometimes,” Juliana said taking Valentina’s hand in hers across the table. “I wanted to spend a few hours with you before we head over to the loft with your family.” She said bring the girl’s hand close enough to place a kiss on it.

They spent the rest of their lunch talking and poking fun at each other. After their lunch Juliana returned to the counter to pick up her order she had placed for the party later and they headed out. Juliana drove the two of them to her apartment. She told Valentina to go ahead and open the door while she got the pastries down to put them in the fridge.

As Valentina opened the door she found their friends waiting for her! They yelled surprise and ran up to hug her. Valentina was pleasantly surprised to see them.

“Happy birthday Vale.” Hope said as Valentina held her flowers tightly full of happiness to see her friends. She took in the apartment and realized there were balloons everywhere and birthday signs.

Valentina turned to Juliana who was closing the refrigerator door with a questioning look to which Juliana responded with a smile, “Don’t look at me that’s all them.” She said with a shrug of the shoulders.

“Thank you guys this was really sweet.” Valentina said as she handed her flowers to Juliana who offered to put them in water.

They sat down around the living room and spent the next hour playing 4 Bidden Words

“Hey no that’s cheating! No one set the timer!” Josie said as Lizzie finished the deck.

“And that’s my fault why?” Lizzie said with a proud smile as she began counting her cards.

Penelope hugged a bitter Josie from behind as she told the group it was time to give the birthday girl her presents.

“Oo okay I’ll go first!” Lizzie said as she reached behind the couch to get her present. She handed Valentina the bag and sat on her knees excited for Valentina to open her present.

Valentina grew silent as she pulled out a small wooden statue of the 6 of them.

“Do you like it?” Lizzie asked worried by the silence.

“It’s beautiful, Lizzie, did you make this?” Valentina said still inspecting the item in her hand.

Lizzie nodded her head with a bright smile, “I took a wood carving class when I was younger, it’s been a secret hobby of mine.”

“It’s so detailed, I love it thank you.” Valentina said bringing the blonde girl into a hug still shocked by the gift.

Hope smiled, happy that Valentina and Lizzie had gotten much closer over the course of the last year. “My turn, cutie.” She said handing Valentina her gift.

Looking from Hope to the box and back to Hope Valentina gasped and asked, “is this what I think it is?”

Flashing her best friend a smile Hope simply nodded causing a gasp to erupt from Lizzie leaving the other girls confused. “I wanted you to be the first one to have a physical copy.”

Valentina smiled as she opened the box to find Hope’s first published book. “Holy shit you did it… I’m so proud of you!” Valentina said looking over the book and feeling the hard cover.

“Where’s our copy?” Lizzie said with a playful smile. She knew how long Hope had worked on the book and she knew how important giving Valentina the first copy was to her.

“I actually have a copy for all of you but I needed Val to be the first one to have it because she’s the reason I wrote it. The reason I pursued writing. Val this is mine but it’s because of you and you need to know how grateful I am that you’ve been there through thick and thin.” Hope said as Valentina pulled her into a hug.

“You guys are gonna make me cry.” Valentina said as she brushed a rogue tear from her face.

After the girls congratulated Hope they continued with their gifts.

“Well mine isn’t as emotional but I needed to get it as soon as I saw it because it’s literally you.” Josie said with a cute giggle handing Valentina her bag.

Valentina opened it to find two things, the first was a camera money bank and the second was a doll of herself. “It’s literally me! Where did you even find these!” Valentina said letting out a loud laugh as she inspected the doll.

“Okay in Josie’s defense I pointed it out.” Penelope said trying to fight her own laughter.

“We were at Denios and Penelope wanted to stop by a toy stand and we found it there. It was the funniest thing and I needed to get it.” Josie said through her laughter. “The camera money bank I had it made. It has your name on it actually.”

“Thanks Jo, I love these so much.” Valentina responded genuinely as she brought Josie into a tight hug.

The next person to give Valentina her gift was Penelope, she had 3 boxes stacked and wrapped together.

“Okay this looks like a lot but it’s really not.” Penelope said as she handed the boxes over. The first box contained a piece of jewelry, a necklace. It was a glass pendent that had a picture of Juliana and Valentina. “I made that in our jewelry class.” The second box had a framed piece of paper art. Penelope had folded paper together in the form of one of Valentina’s pictures from their Italy trip. Finally the last box contained a shirt with Juliana’s confused face stitched into it with the word “que?” in a bubble.

“Why would you do that to me?” Juliana said cracking up at the image on the shirt.

“Shhhh, I love it. I’m gonna wear this tomorrow! Thank you Penny!” Valentina said laughing as she brought the girl into a hug. “Guys all of these gifts were so good, I love each and every one of them, thank you!” Valentina added as she pulled back.

“Hey loser what about your girl, she hasn’t given you her gift!” Hope acknowledged sarcastically.

Confused, Valentina said, “she gave me roses and took me out to eat.” Causing everyone to burst into laughter.

“You didn’t really think that was it, right Val?” Juliana asked as she got up and walked to her room. Grabbing a round box with a blue bow and a huge see through balloon attached to it.

“What’s this?” Valentina asked with a wide smile.

Sending back an even wider smile Juliana told her to open it. Being very cautious to not mess up the bow, Valentina removed it and began opening the box. She pulled out a notecard that read, “The only star that guides me is you.” She brought the card to her heart as she made eye contact with Juliana who simply formed a heart with her hands. Setting the card down she proceeded to remove the black tissue paper to reveal a beautiful dark blue tuxedo velvet blazer. The buttons had small stars engraved into them. She had also made and included matching pants.

“Wow.” Valentina said as she lifted the garments and ran her hands across the details. “How are you so talented?”

“Dude that’s beautiful…” Penelope said in a whisper.

Under the clothes was a wooden canvas with a painting of two silhouettes sitting on a playground looking up at the stars giving Valentina the impression that it was the two of them at FC Park. “Did you paint this?” Valentina asked impressed receiving a nod from Juliana. “Wow, babe… again, how are you so talented?” Leaning in to give her girlfriend a kiss. “Gracias amor. I’m obsessed with this suit, and I need to create an occasion to wear this ASAP.”

After taking a few selfies to commemorate the day the couple’s friends left in order to give the girls some time alone before they made their way to the Carvajal dinner party. Once at the party Valentina couldn’t believe how united her family was. Her sister had changed so much since her last birthday party and it truly felt strange to not have her fighting everyone. She had even come around to accepting Juliana’s family. Their fathers had become great friends and they often spent time together as one big family.

When the dinner came to an end Leon asked Valentina to accompany him to the office so they could pick up her gift. She didn’t see why she would need to go but since it was only down the street she agreed. Leon asked Juliana to head home with the promise of dropping off Valentina once his surprise was done. They had spoke ahead of time and he knew Valentina would want to spend the night with her girlfriend.

Once they arrived at the office Leon guided Valentina to a wing of the company she hadn’t quite explored yet. She wondered what they were doing there thinking this must be the location for their storage rooms.

“I brought you here because I wanted to give you this.” Leon said as he handed his daughter a small box. As Valentina opened the box she saw a golden colored key.

“What’s this key for?” Valentina asked with a confused smile.

“Open that door and find out, princess.” Leon said motioning to the main door.

As she brought the key to the door she looked over her shoulder to her father only to have him usher her to continue. Turning back she took the entire room in. There was a tripod stand with the words “Valentina’s Magazine” written on a poster board.

Noticing his daughter’s continued confusion Leon proceeded. “Princesa, I know we spoke about doing this after graduation but I think you’ve more than earned it. I wanted to give this to you today because you’ve proven that you’re serious about your photography and I think this can help you as you go forward with your career. I think it’s the perfect timing because I also think it’s time I retire, you and your siblings are more than ready to take over. Eva has been running the show for nearly a year and things have been going smoothly and with Guillermo keeping everything in check they’ve proven they no longer need me ahead of the company. I want to begin enjoying life full-time with Lucia. I want to give her all my attention now that I know you are all ready to continue without me.”

It came as a great shock to Valentina, not only was she getting full control of her own magazine to do whatever she could dream up but her father was retiring from his empire and passing it down to her and her siblings. “Papi, you are the wisest man I know and I trust you wholeheartedly. If you think it’s time, I promise to do my best to not let you down. Thank you for not only believing in me but for believing in my siblings as well to continue your legacy. I’m so happy you want to give yourself completely to Lucia, she deserves that and so much more.” She said bringing the man into a tight hug.

Before letting go she playfully told her father, “and please give me a little brother or sister, Lucia deserves to be a mother and Renata’s baby is going to need a friend.”

After showing his daughter around the entire wing Leon brought the tour to a close telling his daughter, “This is all officially yours, you now hold the keys and you decide what to do with it. I couldn’t be prouder.” He said as they locked it all up once again.

Once they were back in his SUV he opened the glove compartment for Valentina’s final gift of the night. “Baby girl, I know today has been quite the day and I know regardless of how happy you are, you still need your mother here. I don’t want to dim your mood but this is something she asked me to give you today as the day come to a close and I’d like to honor that.” He said as he handed Valentina a letter from her mother.

Hesitantly Valentina opened the letter and began to read it. She hadn’t seen her mother’s handwriting or doodles in years. The last letter she opened was for her 15th birthday and she hadn’t touched it in years. She began to silently cry as she read her mother’s words.

“God, I miss you so much.” Valentina whispered closing her eyes and bringing the letter to her chest. By now the tears were falling freely and she refused to fight them.

After a few minutes of letting his daughter absorb her mother’s words Leon brought her into a comforting hug. He had never read the letters left for their children but he knew how much they meant to each of them. He was instructed to give them out and read his own every few years. He wasn’t meant to read his next one till his 50th birthday which was approaching soon and he, like his children, felt the words deep within his soul every single time.

“Thank you, papi, I needed that. I needed to have another piece of her. I miss her so much.” Valentina said nonchalantly as she snuggled into his hug.

“I know baby, we all do.” Leon said as he kissed his daughters forehead, “what do you say I take you to Juliana’s now?” He said knowingly to which Valentina nodded knowing Juliana’s arms were the one place she wanted to be at.

Before getting off the car Valentina thanked her father for the trust to run her own magazine. She gave him a tight hug as a silent thank you for honoring her mother’s wishes every time even if it’s difficult.

Reaching the door she didn’t even have to knock, Juliana stood their in her pajamas waiting for her with open arms. Arms that Valentina gladly stepped into. “How did you know I was here?”

Placing a kiss upon Valentina head Juliana responded, “I’ve been opening the door every five minutes for the past hour,” very relaxed.

Valentina pulled back shocked before she relaxed seeing the goofy smile on Juliana’s face. “No, your dad text me that you were here.”

“Sneaky man. Wait so did you know?” Valentina asked half hopeful that she didn’t.

Juliana nodded no adding, “All he said was to have hot chocolate ready and be ready to snuggle you because you might need it. Do you?”

The birthday girl’s eyes welled up with tears and she nodded as she walked through the door pulling Juliana’s right hand by the pinky.

“Do you want me to serve you some hot chocolate and we can snuggle on the couch for a while?” Juliana asked as she hugged Valentina from behind and rested her head on the girl’s shoulder.

Turning around in Juliana’s arms Valentina kissed the younger girl deeply as tears streamed down her cheeks. She was overwhelmed with emotions, here she was with someone who always put their best effort to make her life easier because they wanted to, not because they needed to.

The couple’s kiss was cut short as Valentina let out a sob. “It’s okay baby, let it out.” Juliana said comfortingly, pulling Valentina into a tight embrace.

They stood there in silence as Juliana rubbed Valentina’s back gently in different sized circles. Once Valentina’s body relaxed a bit Juliana asked her if she wanted to go to bed to which Valentina silently agreed to.

As they made their way to bed, Juliana gave Valentina some pajamas she could change into. They made themselves comfortable under the covers and Juliana held Valentina while she played with her hair. That always seemed to sooth the older girl.

“Thank you for today, it was very emotional but so lovely.” Valentina said nuzzling into Juliana’s chest.

“Oh yeah?” Juliana kissed Valentina’s head as she rubbed the girl’s back. “I’m glad it was a good one regardless.”

Valentina lifted her body up in such a way that she was leaning her forearms on Juliana’s chest in order to make eye contact.

“He gave me the keys… he gave me free rein to do whatever I want with the magazine with no oversight much sooner than I anticipated.” The birthday girl said still with disbelief. “He said the entire department is mine and that he’ll be retiring this year leaving Eva, Guille, and I the entire company.”

Juliana looked at Valentina speechless at the news that Leon would be retiring.

“I know, it was a shock to me too, apparently he’s telling the employees sometime this month and then holding a press conference about it.” Valentina responded knowingly to Juliana’s reaction.

“I’m sure your magazine will be super successful though, babe, congrats!” Bringing Valentina down into a hug Juliana continued, “have you thought of what you want do with it yet?”

Valentina smiled because though she thought it was still years away she had thought about her plans repeatedly crafting her business plan for when the day finally arrived.

“Yeah, I have, actually… If I can get everyone I need by July we can start production and printing by August and I think I know the perfect person for the first cover photo.” The girl said having everything planned out.

Curious as ever Juliana smiled remembering the day they met and how focused the other girl was knowing that same focus would be applied to this new project. “Should I even bother asking who you’re thinking of or is it a surprise?” She said half jokingly.

“It’ll be a surprise until I can confirm it, just so I don’t jinx it. When it comes together I promise you’ll be the first to know.” Valentina said snuggling further into the girl.

Juliana nodded knowingly. She reached over to turn off her light and the girls snuggled closer as they began to fall asleep.

A/N: I don't remember if I specified birthdays but Val's is March 10th and Juls' is October 24th. In case any of you were curious.

[horansqueen]

AM Conversations : chapter 30

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

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Chapter 30 : His chapter

NIALL

I had been in denial for so long that when reality hit me, it hit me hard. After the conversation with Louis, I went back home and locked myself in for a few days. I didn't try to call anyone, and didn't answer the door or my phone either. I needed time to think and I ended up watching comedy movies for days without really focusing on any of them. It was crazy to always think about the same person, to wonder what they're doing or what they would do or say if they were here... but it was happening to me. It had never happened to me before.

I would spend hours laying in bed with my eyes open, thinking about the conversations Olivia and I could have and have had before. So many things became obvious now that I knew she had feelings for me, so many of her words or actions made so much sense now... and some of mine, too.

I had thought about her sexually for a few weeks now but it never crossed my mind that it could be love. Not because it was not, but because it was easier for me to believe it was lust.

I started thinking about so many things we went through, so many things we lived together, so many times we were there for each other. I didn't have that many memories with anyone else and it's only when I realized that I wanted all my memories to include her that it hit me. I loved her. I was in love with her.

Why did it take me so long to realize that? Why did it take her so long to admit her feelings to me? She said she had always loved me and I couldn't even begin to guess how she must have felt all these years.

My reaction to her confession was pathetic. It was fear and when I admitted that to myself, I started writing. At first, it was only a bunch of words thrown on a napkin at a bar but with time spent on my piano, it became something that was potentially worth turning into a real song. I had never written a song that deep in such a short period of time and when I decided it was done, I was not sure what to do with it.

I was not proud to say I ended up in a bar a few times, searching for a girl to meet and bring home but every time I was close to do it, I would run away. There was a reason why I couldn't have sex with Maya and the same reason stopped me from banging a random girl I didn't know... and I missed that reason. I fucking missed her.

I had never been as nervous as I was then when I saw her walking behind Louis and sitting at the table. Seeing her after two weeks without any contact with her was refreshing. She looked exactly the same, she looked exactly like the girl I was in love with. There was nothing I wanted more than find a way to apologize to her, to prove her that I was sorry and that my feelings were real. I was not the type who would display or expose my feelings but I knew that this time, I had to go big, if only because I felt like I owed her. If paps and online articles wanted to talk about it and post pictures, then whatever. She was more important.

I didn't care about everyone who stood up when I was done singing, I didn't care about the clapping and the cheering. I was only looking at her and she was crying. She walked up to me and I cupped her face, wiping her tears with my thumbs. I don't know how many times and for how long I kissed her but I didn't want to stop. It was completely different than the first kiss we shared when we were teens. In fact, it was completely different than any other kiss I've ever had. Was that too cheesy to say? She tasted amazing, a mix of expensive beer and candies, and I couldn't believe I had waited that long to discover that taste.

"I love you." I whispered against her mouth, deepening the kiss very slowly, making sure I would feel everything. "You still love me, yea?"

“Don’t be stupid.” she replied, just as low. “I always have and I always will.”

"Me too. I always have, and I always will." I answered, my grip tightening on her jaw. "I was just.. a fucking idiot. And a blind one at that. I hope you can forgive me."

She suddenly seemed taller and I noticed she got on her tiptoes, her hands moving from my wrists to my hands on her cheeks. My eyes opened and her lips curled into a fond smile as my gaze traveled on her face.

"That song forgave everything."

Her words made me smile and I suddenly relaxed, realizing that I was still scared. I was scared she had given up on me, that she didn't trust me.. that she didn't love me anymore. She could have changed her mind, she could have given up on us, I could have lost her... but she was still there, even after all the pain I put her through, she was there, ready to give me an other chance that I wasn't sure I deserved.

"I promise I'll write you many, many more."

Once again, I brought my lips back on hers, wondering if it would always be like this, wondering if I would get addicted to the taste of her mouth, or if maybe I already was.

"Okay, okay guys, it's time to drink."

I groaned in her mouth when I heard Louis' voice and moved away slightly before sighing.

"Fuckin' Tommo." I mumbled with a grimace before my eyes fluttered open again.

Olivia laughed and got back down on her feet but when she turned around to go join our friends, I found her hand quickly and squeezed her fingers. It was not the first time we held hands but it felt like it because this gesture meant more than it ever did before.

"Livi, hey." Louis said, pushing her mug on the table. "Aren't you glad you spent those five minutes on your hair now?"

She started laughing and I frowned with a smile at the inside joke I didn't get. I turned to Louis and raised my eyebrows as a question, making him grin.

"It's nothing, Neil, but you should have seen your girlfriend's hair when I knocked at her door." Louis explained, making my heart jump in my chest. "Priceless. And I said that 'cus no one would have paid for that."

My eyes found Olivia's and I didn't have to say anything. The fact that she was now my girlfriend had hit both of us at the same time and I was blissful... like intoxicated by the realization.

"You should see her when she just woke up." I pointed out, sending Liv a smirk and finally turning back to Louis. "A real mess."

"Really?" he replied with a thick accent, glancing at her. "I bet you can't wait to find out what her sex hair looks like."

I didn't expect that answer and choked slightly on my beer. Louis laughed, slapping my shoulder in a friendly manner, and left to get something else to drink. I finally sat next to Olivia and leaned my elbows on the table, turning my head to look at her.

"Are you okay with that?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"With what?" she frowned with an amused smile. "You and Louis laughing at my hair?"

"No," I chuckled. "With being my girlfriend."

Her smile turned into a shy one and she looked down chuckling sadly and shaking her head.

"Niall, being your girlfriend is what i've always wanted." she explained low.

I used two fingers to move her chin up and make her look in my eyes. She looked just as vulnerable as she seemed when she admitted her feelings to me but this time, I was not going to run away. My eyes roamed on her face and I licked my lips.

"I'm so sorry I've hurt you all these years." I apologized in a whisper. "I love you, real love."

Her smile came back, more gentle, fond and endearing than ever, and my heart twisted in my chest. I didn't want to ever hurt her anymore and I was going to do anything I could to keep her happy.

"I think we should leave, it's getting late." I proposed when I realized she wouldn't answer.

She simply nodded and we said our goodbyes, thanking out friends for their support and finally getting out of the too crowded bar. Instinctively, I gripped her fingers and pulled her closer, moving my arm up and making her twirl around. She giggled like a kid and it made me grin. She looked up in my eyes and I knew I didn't have to say anything. We reached my car and I opened the door for her but she tilted her head and frowned.

"Are you sure you're okay to drive?" she asked, worry in her voice.

"Yea, no problem, I only drank a beer." I answered with a shrug.

She sat in the car and closed the door as I did the same but when I glanced at her, she had her eyebrows raised and a small smile on her lips. I loved her facial expressions, I always have. She was the funniest person I knew.

"What?" I asked with a smile too.

"You only had one beer?" she questioned. "One?"

This time, I chuckled and raised one of my shoulders, bringing my head closer before shaking it. I knew it was unusual for me and i couldn't blame her for being surprised.

"Yes, one." I repeated with an other chuckle. "I wanted to be sober for the song but when it was over I drank one. So yea, it was the only one."

She smiled fondly at me again and I just knew I was going to get that look very often from now on. Perhaps she looked at me that way a lot, I just never really noticed before. Or wanted to notice.

"Thank you."

"And also, I couldn't let you clumsy ass drive my new car." I joked as she hit my arm lightly, making me laugh even more.

I started the car and we drove around town in silence. The night was cold and it started snowing, bringing a magical vibe to the moment and although I knew she was not a fan of winter, I could see the happiness in her eyes as she watched the snow fall slowly. It's only when we were close to my house that I felt her hand on my thigh. I thought i'd stiffen at her touch but it was the complete opposite : it relaxed me in a way I couldn't explain, not even to myself.

We got out of the car and walked to the front door still not talking and I closed the door behind us. I knew I didn't have to explain anything, I just glanced at her and smiled.

"Grab a few blankets, i'll join you."

She just nodded and I reached the kitchen to make some tea, adding a cloud of milk in both and going through the sliding door of my kitchen. She was sitting on the small bench, staring up, her shoulders covered with a blanket and when I handed her her favorite mug, she turned to me and smiled. I sat next to her and grabbed a part of the blanket to cover my shoulder too and put the beanie she handed me on. We stared up in silence, just watching the snowflakes fall and cover the ground, and in that moment, everything was perfect.

"So everyone was right." I broke the silence, turning to look at her. "About us being more than just best friends. It was... written in the stars, or something cheesy like that?"

I raised my eyebrows with a small smile and she shrugged, tilting her head. She looked pretty with one of my beanies covering her head and an old scarf I hadn't worn in years around her neck, all wrapped up in blankets as she held her tea with both hands. In fact, she was breathtaking.

"No it was just..." she shrugged in a cute way and looked away before looking back at me. "Obvious."

I bent down close to her and reached her lips with mine, and it made my heart jump in my chest. It was so weird to do that yet it felt natural. I saw her close her eyes just as I closed mine and the feeling of her mouth against mine made me feel better than I thought. I hadn't felt like that when I kissed Maya or Heidi or any of the other girls I kissed before. This feeling was different and better. I couldn't lie to myself, it was much better, so much better.

"I see it too." I murmured, my lips brushing against hers as I talked. "It really is obvious now."

                                                      ---

I let her borrow some of my clothes to sleep even if we both knew she had left some of hers in my drawers. She had always preferred wearing my clothes and I had always enjoyed watching her wear them. Perhaps it was a bit possessive but the feeling of seeing her in Harry's clothes was horrible and I never got used to it.

"Tired?" I asked, putting my shirt on and turning to her.

"Not really." she shrugged, making me smile.

"Come here, I want to hug you."

It was the kind of things I could have said even before we started dating but once again, it meant so much more now that she was my girlfriend.

"Yea?"

"Yea.

"Catch me, then!"

She started running, taking me by surprise and passing right by me quickly. She was already in the hall when I started running after her, reaching my arm in front of me. My fingertips brushed against her arm and she squealed, making me laugh. She jumped on my couch and ran on it and I got suddenly scared she'd fall down but she jumped back on the floor and ran back where she came from. I ran quicker and bent down slightly, wrapping my arm around her waist and pushing her in my room before throwing her on the bed. I moved on top of her, straddling her waist and holding her wrists above her head as we were both panting.

"Caught ya." I whispered with a smirk.

"You did." she admitted just as low, licking her lips.

My gaze moved to her mouth and I dipped my head down again to kiss her. My grip on her wrists loosened but she didn't move. She just answered my kiss, smiling the whole time.

The last time I ran after her and tackled her down was because she teased me, saying only crazy girls wanted to kiss me. Now, she was the one I was kissing and she didn't seem to hate it. Perhaps, the girls who want to kiss me aren't all crazy, but I was not going to mention that. We had also ended up exactly in this position and it was right after that sex dream I had.

"I really, really want to touch you." I whispered in-between kisses.

She moved her arms and I let her, letting go of her wrists. Her hands ran on my shoulders and down my arms, but I kept kissing her for a few seconds before moving slightly away. I stared in her eyes and she bite her bottom lip gently. I had noticed that habit and i loved it.

"Maybe tomorrow, okay?"

I felt my heart sink in my chest but I smiled and nodded lightly. "Okay."

I kissed her softly one last time and got off of her to turn the lights off in the house. When I got back in my room, she was laying under the blankets, looking at the ceiling. I turned the light off too and joined her, laying on my back and staring up, too.

I knew I could wait for us to have sex and I knew it was not something urgent, even if I really wanted her, but I felt like she was a bit scared, and so was I, if only because I was not sure what she liked and what she didn't like.

"How do you feel?" I just wondered in a gentle tone.

"Better now." she whispered.

Silence again. Not an awkward silence, no. A light and warm silence that we both enjoyed.

"Did you write that song for me?" she finally asked after a while.

I knew this question had been burning her lips since our first kiss at the bar and I sort of anticipated it. I smiled, still looking at the ceiling, and brought my hands behind my head.

"Yes, I wrote it for you." I confessed, turning my head her way. "Only you."

We stopped talking again as we both tried to process what was happening between us. Now that we were laying together in the dark the way we always are, it felt real and true and once again, it hit me hard.

"You were wrong, you know?" I pointed out, still staring at her, now seeing her very well in the darkness of the room.

"About what?" she asked in a murmur, licking her lips.

I looked down at her mouth, trying not to focus too much on kissing her again and finally looked up in her eyes.

"The One Direction song that represents us the most is not Infinity, it's probably Home."

She turned her body my way and smiled, bringing her hand to my cheek. I moved my body to face her too and put my hand on her waist, feeling her fingertips brush on my skin softly.

"And Drag Me Down? Maybe?"

She smiled and I did the same.

"A bit of End Of The Day?"

"What A Feeling." she added, making both our smiles grow.

"Fireproof."

"Everything About You."

I frowned, an amused smile still on my lips, and laughed.

"What? Could you have picked an even older song or what?"

We both burst into laughter and I pulled her closer to me. She smelled good and she looked happy. Just seeing her like that made me feel happy too.

"I thought you hated that album." I pointed out, raising my eyebrows as she shook her head.

"No, it's just my least favorite because you don't sing enough." she explained, moving her chin slightly up to look in my eyes. I could feel her breath on my skin and it made me want to kiss her. Again. "I don't hate anything you do. Except... when you date extra gorgeous models. That, I really hate."

"Says the girl who dated my sex symbol of a bandmate."

She laughed lightly and the sound was incredible. Was that what it felt like to be in love? To think everything the other person does is endearing, sweet, incredible... to feel something explode in your stomach every single time you look at them... Was that what I was blessed to feel ever single day for the rest of my life?

"The truth is... The first time I kissed Maya, it was right after you kissed Harry." I had realized that a few days after Liv had admitted her feelings for me and it had been a shock. All these reactions I couldn't explain now made so much sense. "I was scared, and lost and... and I was jealous, Olivia. I was so fucking jealous."

I didn't expect it but she suddenly crushed her mouth against mine, one of her hands pressing on my cheek as her lips kissed me avidly. Her tongue slipped in my mouth and I finally answered the kiss, pulling her as close as I could and squeezing her body against mine. It was not a gentle kiss, it was rough and passionate and I was a bit scared of how turned on it would make me, especially after she said she wanted to wait before we did anything sexual. She slowed the kiss after a while and I groaned low in her mouth before she pulled away.

"I'm sorry." she whispered, her fingertips slide down my neck.

"Don't be." I  answered in a low tone too. "I'm the one who should be sorry. For everything. Just... you should stop kissing me like that, it makes me want... more."

She laughed and her eyes roamed on my face as she let one of her hand slip down my chest. Her gaze never left mine but her smile fell and she started nibbling on her bottom lip. I could feel my heart throb hard in my chest and remained motionless, just looking at her and telling myself how much I loved her.

"I never said anything about not touching you." she just replied as she moved her hand on my cock over my sweatpants. "I mean, if you want me to."

"You don't have to ask." I reached for her hand and pressed it harder against my dick. "I always want you to touch me."

Her smile came back and I fought against the urge I had to kiss her. Her hand rubbed on me slowly but it's only when she slid it in my pants that I held my breath, focusing on the way her fingers wrapped around my cock. She took it out slowly and I realized how hard I was, even after only a few seconds of her touch. She started stroking me gently and I let out a groan, my eyes fluttering as I tried to keep them open. Her lips parted at the same time then mine when she jerked me off quicker and i whispered a curse word. Her thumb rubbing steadily on my tip brought me closer to my orgasm but it's only when her other hand slipped on my balls that I let out a moan.

"That time I fingered you." I whispered without thinking. "It turned me on so bad I came in my pants."

I watched the expression of slight surprise on her face and her movements faltered for a few seconds before her lips reached mine again, this time a bit softer. I groaned again in her mouth when one of her fingers slid right under my tip and I bit her bottom lip maybe a bit too hard.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum so hard, petal."

I could swear I felt her shiver next to me and I couldn't decide what turned me on more : her or what she was doing. With an other curse word, I felt an orgasm spread inside me and gripped the sheets of the bed hard as I came, my lips rubbing against hers with every jerk of my body. When I opened my eyes again, she was staring at me with a small smile and I grinned back at her. I couldn't remember the last time I didn't have to guide a girl on what to do to make me cum when it came to handjobs.

"I fucking love you." I breathed out with a chuckle, making her lips curl more.

"I fucking love you too." she repeated after about a minute.

We stayed in silence, just looking at each other, for a very long time until she yawned and I laughed. She looked adorable, why didn't I notice that before?

"I'll be right back."

I nodded and waited for her as she went to the bathroom while I pulled my pants back up and tried to lay down comfortably in bed. I was tired too but there was no way I would fall asleep without her in bed with me. I felt myself start smiling as soon as she entered the room again and although I thought it was a bit pathetic, I really didn't care.

"You're gonna hold me all night?" she wondered, her eyebrows raised, as I felt the warmth of her body close to mine.

I was never going to stop loving this girl. I could feel it in my bones, in every fiber of my being. She was my person, and I was a fucking idiot for not realizing it before.

"Do I ever not?"

[elusive---ivory]

Circus Act - 12

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT/ SENSITIVE TOPICS

READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12

The party was a disaster. Sandy had been staying with Arthur for a few days.

His sleeping habits didn't really effect her own, because she was very much awake and on guard all the time.

Sandy was just wearing her nightgown, when she heard something rustling in the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen, confused and a little bit scared, but soon realized it was Arthur.

He had shoved himself into the refrigerator. Sandy opened the door to see Arthur staring blankly at her, whilst shivering from the cold.

"Arthur," Sandy whispered, "please come to bed."

Arthur just turned his head. His eyes were puffy from crying and laughing.

"Arthur, please. This is killing me." Sandy cried. She dropped to her knees, sobbing in front of Arthur.

He hated seeing her cry. He didn't want Sandy to cry anymore. He wanted her to laugh, and be happy. It was so hard for him to be happy, that he just wanted to make someone happy.

Arthur wrapped his cold arms around her shoulders, pulling himself from out of the refrigerator.

Sandy looked up with Arthur with puffy eyes. Arthur kissed her softly, still being aware that she was still emotionally distraught.

Sandy kissed back, feeling all fear, sadness, and frustration disappear. Arthur had his way on making Sandy feel good.

She felt his hands on her body as he led her into the bedroom.

Arthur was still sexually inexperienced. He studied Sandy as she removed her nightgown.

Arthur was still greatly enamored by her. There were still cuts and bruises all over her.

Sandy studied Arthur as he removed his briefs, and positioned himself in front of her. Arthur had bruises and cuts all over him too.

"Arthur." Sandy moaned.

Yes. He was in her. The feeling overwhelmed him as he pushed in and out of her.

The pleasure overwhelmed Sandy as well. Her cries and moans shook the apartment wall. She closed her eyes tightly, feeling the pleasure build up in her abdomen.

Arthur couldn't take it anymore. He was close.

Arthur closed his eyes tight, filling Sandy up with his warmth.

Sandy became flushed, and released all the tension she had building up, flowing in waves of pleasure.

After the rush ended, the two of them held each other close.

Sandy woke up to the phone ringing. She was tempted to just pull it off the wall. Her violent tendencies seem to be getting worse and worse.

Arthur got up, picking up the phone. "Who is this?" He answered.

"Hi, Mr. Fleck. My name is Shirley Woods. I'm the show booker from Live! With Murray Franklin. Is this Arthur?" The voice asked.

"Yes." He answered quietly.

Arthur talked an the phone for a good minute or so, before Sandy walked into the kitchen, surprising Arthur with a kiss.

"What was that about?" Sandy said, throwing her arms around Arthur's neck.

Arthur smirked, slightly as he hung up the phone. "Murray wants me on the show." He said in disbelief.

Sandy smiled wide. "That's incredible, Arthur."

Arthur nodded. He felt like he was dreaming the whole thing.

Sandy smiled, kissing him on the nose.

"You're gonna knock them dead, Arthur. You're the funniest guy in Gotham." She giggled.

Sandy drove to a small playground. She had dropped Arthur off at Arkham State Hospital to recover his mother's files. Sandy didn't want to go in with him, because Arkham was still fresh in her brain. She promised Arthur that she'd pick him up.

Sandy sat on a bench, watching the children play.

A young boy who looked all beaten and battered up was crying by the swing set.

Sandy walked up to the poor boy. "Hey, why are you crying?" She asked.

The boy looked up at her. He seemed to have darling green eyes, almost like Arthur's.

"I'm not crying," the boy fibbed, "I'm laughing."

Sandy could see that he was lying. "It's ok." She whispered.

The boy stopped crying. He was holding a little clown doll, which had a missing eye.

"What's your name, dear?" Sandy asked, kneeling to the boy's level.

"Jack." The boy answered.

"That's a nice name." Sandy said, smiling.

A drunken man stumbled up to the two of them and began yelling at the boy. "You bastard!! When will you ever learn? Come on, boy."

The boy winced as he was grabbed by the man.

"Sir, where are you going with that boy? He obviously doesn't want to go with you." Sandy confronted the man.

Another lady got in the confrontation. "Is there a problem here?"

"Yeah, this bitch right here won't let me take my son home." The man jabbed a finger in her chest.

"Well, your son was just over there crying his eyes out." Sandy yelled.

The little boy was still wincing at his arm.

"See, he's obviously in pain." She said, pointing at the boy.

The lady next Sandy tapped on her shoulder. "I think you should go get your own kid, and leave."

Sandy was left speechless. She began to say something, but it just wouldn't come out.

"I don't have a kid." She said, finally.

Sandy so desperately wanted a child. Scenes from the day she lost her child came back to her.

She remembered being in the bathroom, coughing up blood. She remembered Dennis pounding on the door, yelling at her. She remembered breaking the news to her family that she lost it.

That's when Dennis laughed.

He laughed at her pain.

Then, Des pretended to care, just so she could get fucked by Dennis.

Sandy couldn't forget it.

"Excuse me? Excuse me, miss? If you don't have a child, why are you at a children's park?" The lady yelled, trying to get Sandy's attention.

Sandy didn't say anything, without a second thought, she lunged at the guy.

Her mind when blank. Her hands became bloodied. Sandy would've killed him if it wasn't for the lady pulling her off him.

It began raining. Sandy drove up to Arthur's apartment, wet and bloody.

Arthur walked back home, soaking wet. He felt abandoned, and helpless. Sandy didn't pick him up.

She walked into his apartment, taking off her coat.

Arthur didn't acknowledge her presence. Sandy lit a cigarette and sat on the couch with him.

He didn't notice the dried blood on her pants.

"Why didn't you come pick me up?" Arthur asked.

"I couldn't." Sandy said.

"It was all true. What Thomas said." Arthur handed Sandy the files he stole from the hospital.

Sandy looked through the files. As she looked through them, tears began to fall from her cheeks.

Soon she began to laugh, uncontrollably. This wasn't the laugh Arthur loved to hear. This laugh was hurtful.

"I'm so sorry, Arthur." Sandy cried. "I've given up being happy. Maybe if I just try laughing, it'll work."

Sandy began to laugh into Arthur's shoulder, which had trigger him into laughing as well.

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