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delqcate · 1 year ago
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hi love!! i was wondering if I could request something for scott barringer? i'm the same anon from yesterday btw :)) could it be something where they have like a frenemies type relationship? she's quite witty and a bit of a bitch to him, mainly because he's a jerk to her, but they're friends not down right enemies, almost like banter that they look forward to. then one day she takes a walk during a storm in the middle of the night, and catches scott outside in the middle of the night, and he's upset and tells her about what happened to him and she comforts him? and they like become something?
YOU'LL BE THE FIRST WHO EVER DID
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when i got this req i was so excited because 1, i haven't wrote an ask in soooo long, and 2, this is sort of me experimenting with another type of character since in my eyes i always write them sweet n stuff. but anyways i hope you all enjoy this especially u anon! <3
warnings/cw: mentions of abuse (not from scott or reader), cussing, etc.
word count: 1.7k (FINALLY MORE THAN 100 WORDS)
paring: scott barringer x reader
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The last class of the day had just finished, and after listening to Jeff's lecture all day you were ready to take a nap when you remembered that the Cliffhangers were assigned to kitchen cleaning duty. So after dropping off your things at the cabin, you make your way to meet with the others.
"Ezra, stop that. I'm not sure we even cleaned that yet!" Was the first thing you could hear from the kitchen, it was Kat's voice. As soon as you head inside you finally get a good view of the situation. Ezra had a soup pot on his head, which did look like it had a bit of dirt on the outside, everyone else was either cleaning or watching everything going on.
Expect one. The one that, despite all your banter, you could tolerate the most.
His eyes were on you again for a short moment before clearing his throat and letting his raspy voice fill your ears. "I could use your help over here." He looks back down at the sink and you nod once, heading over to him.
"Barringer." You mumble as you stand beside him, taking the washed dish from him and drying it up with a rag nearby. "Could you have been any more late? Being surrounded by these idiots is probably worse than being with you." He says as he finishes up another plate.
You scoff and put the plate down, taking the next plate to wash. "As if you're any better, I'm surprised Auggie and Ezra aren't sick of you being such a buzz kill." You put the plate down and move your gaze to him.
As if he could sense it, he moved his gaze to you. It was there again, that tension that always confused the both of you. Ever since the first day you met the both of you had this banter that everyone noticed, it was like sparks.
As weeks went by the both of you learned how to tolerate each other better, and while he could still be a jerk, he was a tolerable jerk. More tolerable than the rest anyway.
You notice a small grin on his face, and you return it as well. "Well, I only like being a buzz kill for you." He smirks and looks back at the sink. "And I like being late to piss you off." You smile sarcastically and head off to help everyone else. He turns his head to watch you for a moment, his eyes just couldn't leave you.
A handful of days had passed and the weather was getting worse each day, it was getting cold so you understood why. What you didn't understand was Scott hadn't been going to classes lately, and every time you tried to talk to him, he was a complete jerk just like the first time you two met.
You didn't understand why he was like this, maybe his emotions just like to change with the weather? It had been raining harder than usual and there were the occasional thunderstorms.
But you had other things to worry about, like the fact you decided to take a walk in the forest but instead was running around in the dark as the rain poured down on her. The thunder was loud, pounding in her ears.
You slowed down her moments to try and see anything through the storm, but it was just a view of never-ending trees. Until you heard footsteps, the splash of water, someone else was thankful out here with you. Unless it was an animal. Or a random person.
"Hello? Is anyone there!" You yell out, hoping they can hear you. "Over here!" They yell out, they sound familiar yet strange, as if something happened. You quickly rush over as their voice gets louder, yelping as you bump into them.
"Shit, I'm so sorry-" She looks up at her eyes widen, her breath hitching. "Scott? What are you doing out here?" You were speechless, you didn't expect him out of all people to be here. He had been isolating himself in the cabin.
"Let's just get back, ok? Who cares about me!" His raspy voice filled your ears, but this didn't sound like him trying to be a jerk. It sounded like he had just cried. "I care, Scott!" You suddenly yell out.
You would agree that both of you needed to find shelter before the rain gets worse or both of you would be stranded and get sick, but who cares about any of that right now?
"Please, why have you been isolating yourself from us?" You plead out to him, trying to read his eyes. He was always tough to read, he always hid his emotions in his cocky personality. You try reaching your hand for his but he immediately backs away, and your heart breaks.
Everyone knew what happened to Scott, his mother abusing him, but you dismissed it. Rumors always spread around here, it was probably made up, but this scared you because what if it was all true?
"I know- I know that you know..." his breath was heavy, his hand ran through his hair and his back hit the tree, slowly sliding down as he covered his face. Your heart slowly broke as you stood there feeling helpless, you were afraid to touch him because you didn't want to hurt him.
You got down on your knees and gulped, taking a deep breath. You slowly reach your hand out to him, gently placing your hand on his knee. At first, you felt him flinch, almost as if he wanted to pull away, but he couldn't. It was a cliche but he felt like you were different, so he let your hand stay there.
After a moment of letting the rain and thunder fill your ears, he finally spoke up. His voice was soft and still as raspy as ever. "I didn't want it, y'know? I mean, I thought I did but-" His voice started to break and you pushed his hair back as a silent way to stop him, you didn't want to bring back any memories the rain was already giving him.
"You didn't. I know." You whisper back, even if it was inaudible due to the weather. "I'm guessing the weather had something to do with the situation?" You watch as he slowly lifts his head and removes one hand to reveal half of his face, the rain is calming down.
"Yeah...you smartass." He chuckles, and you happily return one. This felt different from all your other encounters with each other, more intimate but not the type of way people would think. "You're soaked, idiot." You let out as you stand up, looking around.
"Hey, I can see Horizon from here." You look back down at him, his head already looking up at you. You can tell he wants to say something so you get back to his level. "What's up?"
He looks around, poking his cheek with his tongue. He's never been in a relationship nor has he found any interest in being in one, but the way you made him feel was different than he felt with other people.
"I- god, this is harder than I thought." He chuckles and gulps, bouncing his leg slightly. You suddenly feel nervous, you've never seen him like this before but you let him continue to show you really are listening.
"You make me feel something that I haven't felt with any girl, or I guess anyone. You make me feel safe and uhm..." He looks over at a nearby puddle and gets up, scrambling to pull out a small flower. He faces you and watches as you stand up, heading towards him.
He looked like a nervous teenage boy, and you found that adorable since he's never shown any type of vulnerability. "Will you maybe be the only person I can tolerate here? When you hold me I- It feels like you're the only person to make me feel all.. tingly." He looks at you, his eyes almost pleading.
"Scott, I..." You were at a loss for words, you'd immediately say yes if it wasn't for what had just happened. Was he sure he wanted this? You didn't want him jumping into something after he was just so vulnerable.
"Oh- yeah. No, no, I get it. God, I'm so stupid-" As he turns away to throw the flimsy flower, you take his arm and spin him to look at you. You felt bad that you weren't even thinking after grabbing him like that, despite him basically saying your touch made him feel safe, you couldn't be too sure.
"No, I just want you to be sure you want this. I don't want you jumping into anything you're not sure of." You frown and slowly move closer to him and he does the same, looking into your eyes. His free hand moves over to cup the nape of your neck and he whispers.
"I confessed my love for you in the rain and you need more confirmation?" He chuckles and you feel a soft smile on your face. "Alright, whatever you want." He leans in and kisses you softly, it was like sparks as soon as your lips met.
You wrap your arms around his neck and make a soft noise, both of you deepening the kiss with each passing second. After a while, both of you slowly break apart and take a moment to breathe before letting out a laugh. Your face had a wide smile and Scott had that soft grin on him as his hand travels to your hair and gently places the flower.
"I thought that if I ever told anybody, I'd never be able to look at them again." His voice gradually gets softer, his gaze softening alongside. "You're looking at me now, aren't you?" You say in the same tone as him. "Mhm, and what a beautiful sight it is."
You both share a small chuckle before walking back to the cabin hand in hand. The Cliffhangers will definitely have a field day as soon as they find out, but for now, no one has to know.
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gracies-baby · 7 months ago
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hi! i would really love y/n going with gracie and her family to a vacation and spending time together as well as with her family! maybe some teasing as well as domestic fluffy content lol. thank u and love u
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Abrams Family Vacation
(Gracie Abrams x Reader)
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Y/n groans while pushing her face further into Gracie's chest after being woken up by the sound of loud banging coming from their door.
"Wakey wakey! It's morning! We've got a whole vacation to look forward to!" Henry yells to them through the door before Gracie yells back.
"It's fucking 6 in the morning dumbass! We're on vacation! Leave us alone!" She whines only for her brother to continue banging on the door. The two girls sigh before getting out of bed and going to the dining room for breakfast.
"About time you two got up. I was gonna go in, but I didn't wanna see anything I shouldn't" Henry teases as he eats his breakfast at the table. Gracie glares at him as the two girls sit at the table as well.
"Henry, stop making fun of them. We're on vacation" Katie scolds the boy as she finishes serving up breakfast. The boy rolls his eyes before going back to eating his breakfast.
"Who are you texting?" Y/n asks Auggie with smirk when she sees him smile at his phone.
"No one. Just a friend" He replies while hiding his phone.
"No one. As in a girl?" Gracie joins her girlfriends teasing.
"She's just a friend" He mumbles with a blush.
"That's how it always starts" Gracie replies as she takes a bit of her breakfast.
"Not for you. Didn't Y/n hate you when you first met?"
"She didn't hate me! We just didn't really get along" The brunette replies with offence clear in her voice.
"Babe, I love you now, but I really did not when we met. But now I do! I love you so much" Y/n presses a soft kiss to her girlfriend's cheek while playing with the brunette's fingers.
"Why didn't you like me?" Gracie pouts while intwining her fingers with her girlfriends.
"Your flirting was just very... out there. But I think it's cute now!" Gracie's pout disappears when Y/n leans up to press a soft kiss against her lips.
"Ew, get a room. You guys act like rabbits" Henry rolls his eyes as the two girls pull away. Gracie glares at him before taking Y/n's hand and dragging her to their room.
"That was quick. I knew Gracie couldn't last in bed" Henry teases when the two of them walk back downstairs a few minutes later.
"We were getting changed. Mind your own business" Gracie glares at him as the family begin to leave the house to continue with their vacation. They go to the store to get some stuff for dinner before Gracie gets pulled aside by her mother on the walk there.
"I just wanted to tell you; I found the ring" Gracie's eyes widen when she hears her mother's words.
"Wha- How?" The brunette stammers.
"You left your jacket on the couch last night. I picked it up and it fell out of your pocket. That's a pretty dumb place to keep it, Gracie. Y/n wears your jackets all the time, she would've found it if I didn't"
"I was gonna tell you. I just didn't wanna-" Gracie gets cut off by her mom.
"Gracie, you've been together for 6 years. I knew it was gonna happen. I wish you didn't wait so long; I've been wanting Y/n to officially be part of our family for years" Katie replies with a smile.
"Does anyone ese know you're doing this?"
"Only Audrey. She helped me pick the ring" Gracie answers as she watches her girlfriend with a fond smile.
"Do you know when you're gonna do it? Do you need help setting anything up?"
"I was thinking I would take her on a walk on the beach tonight. At sunset. She loves watching the sun set on the beach, but we haven't really had time to do it lately"
"That sounds perfect hon" Katie tells her daughter as she pulls her in for a hug.
"Gracie! Babe, this looks like Weenie! We should get it" Y/n exclaims as she runs up to the two of them to show them a mug that had a picture of a dog on it.
"That's nowhere near as cute as Weenie!" The two girls bicker while Katie just smiles fondly at the two of them.
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"Gracie, how's the new album going?" JJ asks as the family all sit in the living room. Gracie sits on the couch while Y/n lays across the rest of it with her head in her girlfriend's lap.
"It's good, we're nearly done" Gracie replies as she plays with Y/n's hair.
"Are there any songs about me on it?" Y/n asks with a cheeky smile.
"There's so many songs about you" The brunette replies as she presses a soft kiss against the shorter girl's forehead.
"Are there any that we shouldn't listen to? I don't need to hear you thirst over Y/n more than I already do" Henry teases causing Y/n to blush and Gracie to send him a glare.
"There's not any songs like that, dumbass. Not on the album at least" Gracie replies causing Y/n to hide her blush by pushing her face against Gracie's stomach. Gracie looks outside to see the sun about to set.
"Babe, let's go for a walk" Gracie begins to stand up causing her girlfriend to whine. 
"Come back. It's cold without you" Gracie takes off her jacket after making sure the ring is in her pants pocket before putting the jacket over Y/n's shoulders. She takes her hand while they both walk out the door.
"Are you okay? You seem nervous" Y/n asks as she plays with her girlfriend's fingers.
"Yeah, I'm just tired" Gracie replies with a reassuring smile causing Y/n to frown.
"We can go back if you want-" 
"No! I want to be here with you. We haven't been able to walk on the beach in ages. I've missed it" Gracie presses a kiss against her girlfriend's lips before Y/n turns her body away from her to look at the sunset. The brunette takes this opportunity to get on one knee before taking the ring out of her pocket.
"Hey, Gracie-" Y/n stops talking when she turns around to see her girlfriend on one knee with a beautiful ring in her hand. Her eyes widen as she tried to talk but no words come out.
"Y/n, I love you so much. You have been my inspiration, my muse for the last 6 years and I want that to continue for the rest of our lives. Even if we fight sometimes my feelings for you won't ever change. You're the only person I want to be with for the rest of my life. Y/n L/n, thank you for loving me. Will you marry me?" Gracie asks with a tearful smile as Y/n's hands fly over her mouth as she nods continuously.
"Yes! Of course I'll marry you, Gracie! I love you so much!" Gracie puts the ring on her fiancés finger before wrapping her in a tight hug. The two of them pull away when they hear cheering.
"Were you guys following us?" Gracie asks when she sees her family standing a few feet away from them, not letting go of Y/n.
"Mom told us your plan. We didn't wanna miss seeing this. I'm happy for you guys. Y/n, there's no one else I would want as my sister-in-law" Henry replies as he pulls them both in for a hug. The rest of the family all congratulate them before Henry speaks up again.
"I'm swapping rooms with someone tonight. I'm not sleeping in the room next to them. Someone else can listen to their engagement sex" He teases as the family all laugh while Y/n and Gracie blush.
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all-the-things-2020 · 6 months ago
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Late Night Talking - Chapter Nineteen
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Summary: Emily moves in, Dieter gets the flu … and Valentine’s Day Dieter Bravo style.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 5600+
Tag list: @rhoorl @avastrasposts @readingiskeepingmegoing @runningmom94 @gwendibleywrites @weho2kcmo
Things moved quickly once we got back to California. With the help of a moving company (and Oladele) I was soon out of my condo and living in Dieter’s house. I also bought a new car. Dieter had insisted I “just look” at the Audis and I fell in love with a little blue sedan. It was at the lower end of the range, but still expensive to me. Writing out a check for roughly $40,000 was a surreal experience. 
Dieter insisted the car needed a name and that it was a boy. “Auden? Austin? Augustus?,” he suggested.
”Augustus? What kind of name is that for a car?”
”Well, there aren’t that many names that start with A-U,” he said, furrowing his brow. He pulled out his phone. “Auggie? 
”That’s just short for Augustus,” I pointed out. “And we can’t call an Audi Austin because that’s another make of car.”
”Then it has to be Auden,” Dieter said. “He was a poet, wasn’t he? That’s good for a bookish person, right?”
And so Auden it was. 
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Soon it was February and Sam’s birthday was coming up. We always called each other on our birthdays, setting aside an hour just for us. One year she’d even walked away from her own birthday party to sit outside on her porch in the cold so we could have our birthday chat.
”Why don’t you fly back there and surprise her?” Dieter suggested. “Call her from the sidewalk and when she answers, tell her to come outside.”
”I can’t just fly to Maryland on a whim,” I said. Dieter raised an eyebrow and I realized that I could do that. I could go online and book a flight and hotel and not have to worry about where the money was coming from. It felt decadent. It felt wrong. It felt amazing.
”Do it,” he urged. “Let me be the one sitting home alone for once.”
I flew to Maryland and did just what Dieter suggested: I stood outside of Sam’s house and called her. When she opened the front door and saw me, we both burst into tears. It had been years since we’d seen each other in person.
”Oh, my God, chickie!,” she sobbed. “This is the best birthday present ever!”
We spend the weekend on her couch, eating chips and ice cream, watching old movies and basically just being teenage girls; all the stuff we missed out on doing together when she’d moved away.
”So you’re getting married,” Sam said at one point. She took my hand and made a show of studying my ring from several angles. 
“It still doesn’t quite seem real,” I admitted. “I’ve barely moved in and honestly I still feel like I’m just on a break and I’ll have to go home and back to work.”
”Any wedding plans yet?” There was a glint in her eye that made me feel excited.
”Nothing firm. Why, do you have an idea?”
”Remember when we were little and we did that whole soap opera with our Barbies and Kens and my brother’s G.I. Joes? And your Barbie got married at the beach and then her husband got eaten by sharks?”
I hadn’t thought about that summer in years. We’d played out so many silly plot lines with our dolls and action figures. Every day we created a new episode. Of course, our soap opera leaned more heavily on car chases and jumping off cliffs and fighting wild tigers than romance, but we were only about eight years old at the time. 
“I’m not feeding Dieter to a shark,” I said.
Sam rolled her eyes. “Duh! I meant, how about a beach wedding? You live in L.A., you said you want a summer wedding so Dieter’s brother and his kids can come out … my kids will be off for the summer.”
”You’re just fishing for an invitation,” I teased. 
“Oh, I’m going to be there,” Sam said firmly. “I’m going to be your maid of honor.”
I felt tears welling in my eyes. I couldn’t afford to fly back east for Sam’s wedding, but she’d still asked me to be her maid of honor, only giving the job to one of her cousins after I’d had to decline. 
“I’d love to have you at the wedding,” I said. “It won’t be big or fancy. Dieter and I haven’t talked details yet but we both want something small and informal.”
”Which is perfect for a beach wedding,” Sam said. “I can totally see Dieter in a white suit, barefoot, open neck shirt, and you in a white sundress, the ocean breeze playing with your hair.”
“Or maybe Deet in board shorts and a PacSun t shirt.”
”You could wear a bikini and freak out your Aunt Helen!”
”Speedos!”
We collapsed into giggles. “I’ve missed you, chickie,” I said.
”I’ve missed you, too,” Sam said. “But just think, now you’ll be able to come visit whenever you want. And I’ll have a place to stay in California.” She winked.
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That winter, I’d managed to avoid catching the flu, which was an occupational hazard of working in a public school. Dieter, unfortunately, was not as lucky, as I found when I called him from the airport when I landed.
“I’b fide,” he said over FaceTime, before turning away to blow his nose loudly.  He’d clearly been doing that a lot, because his nose was red and tender looking. 
“You are not fine,” I retorted. “I shouldn’t have gone.”
”I didin stard feeling sick undil after you lefd. Bud id’s nod dad bad.” He immediately sneezed and coughed at the same time.
”Go to bed,” I said. “I’ll be home as soon as I can.”
On the way home from LAX, I stopped at a Walgreens and stocked up on everything I thought Dieter might possibly need. When I finally got home. I let myself in and dropped my bags on the kitchen island. “Hey, sweetie, are you awake?” I called out.
I turned around when I heard a noise coming from the hallway. Dieter shuffled into the dining room, his ratty green bathrobe wrapped around a dirty t-shirt and pajama pants, with an assortment of used tissues falling out of the pockets. His hair was even more wild than usual, and looked greasy. His nose was red and raw, he clearly hadn’t shaved since I’d left home and his eyes were glassy.
“Hey,” he croaked, leaning against the wall.
“You look horrible,” I said.
“Thangs,” he grumped. “I feel lige shid.”
I walked over to him and laid my hand on his forehead. He felt hot and smelled gross. “Ugh, when was the last time you showered?” I asked. “Or changed your clothes.”
He shrugged. “Coupla days ago,” he mumbled.
I shook my head. “Disgusting.” I turned him around and pushed him back toward the bedroom. The bed looked as bad as he did. The covers were all shoved into a tangled pile in the center of the bed and there was an overflowing trash can surrounded by a scattered ring of tissues.
“Okay, we’re getting you and this room cleaned up,” I said. I plopped him down on the bed and opened the dresser to pull out a clean t-shirt and pair of pajama pants. I popped into the hall to grab some towels and a washcloth from the linen closet and then came back to find Dieter on his side, groaning into the pillow.
“Get up, babe,” I told him. “You need a shower.”
“Don’d wan’ a shower,” he grumbled. 
“Tough,” I said. “You stink. Come on, I’ll help you.”
I pulled him up and led him to the bathroom, where I turned on the water to warm up. I knew he really did feel horrible, because as I stripped off his clothes, he didn’t make any jokes or try anything cute. He seemed a bit wobbly, so I got undressed as well and we stepped into the shower together. 
“Lean against the wall if you feel dizzy or weak,” I told him. I adjusted the shower head so the water wasn’t hitting him in the face, and helped him step under the spray.
“Cold,” he complained. 
“It’ll warm up in a minute,” I said. “Come on, let’s get you clean.” I worked quickly, soaping up the washcloth and scrubbing his body thoroughly. “Bend down,” I told him when I was done, and I shampooed and rinsed his hair.
I helped him get out and wrapped him in towels. “Dry off and we’ll get you in clean jammies,” I said. He rolled his eyes at the word “jammies” but he did as he was told. I helped him into the clean shirt and flannel pants, put my clothes back on, and then led him out to the living room.
“I’m going to park you on the couch while I change the bed, okay?” I tucked some throw pillows behind his back and spread one of the throws that lived on the back of the couch over his lap. I put the remote in his hand and smoothed his wet hair back off his forehead so I could give him a kiss.
I stripped the bed and carried the dirty linens to the laundry room, then went back and remade the bed with clean sheets, blankets, pillowcases and the summer duvet that was tucked in the very back of the linen closet. When I was done, I threw the winter comforter into the washer and went back to check on Dieter.
He was staring dully at the TV, which was tuned to a cooking program, something he normally didn’t watch. “You want to stay out here, or go back to bed?” I asked. He turned slowly to me and blinked twice.
“Bed,” he said after a moment.
I walked him back to the bedroom, tucked him in, piled pillows behind him so he was partially propped up and then went to fetch my supplies from Walgreens. I couldn’t remember what we had in the medicine chest so I had bought everything: a thermometer, assorted medications, tissues, cough drops … even a couple of cans of chicken soup and a box of saltine crackers.
First, I took his temperature. “One hundred point two,” I said. “Not too bad.” I dropped the Tylenol back into the bag. We wouldn’t be needing that unless his fever spiked higher. Then I asked him about his symptoms.
“Congestion … definitely,” I said. “Is your throat sore?”
“Kind of scratchy,” he admitted. 
“But not sore sore?”
“No.”
“How about coughing?”
We ran through every symptom I could think of and I lined up the medications and other supplies I’d need on the nightstand on his side of the bed. 
“Okay,” I said when I was done. “Did you eat dinner yet?”
He shook his head. “Not hungry.”
“You need to eat,” I said firmly. “I’m going to make you some soup.”
“I’m not hungry,” he whined.
“Tough,” I replied. “You’re going to eat.”
I heated up a can of chicken noodle soup and boiled some water for tea. By the time I brought it into the bedroom, Dieter was half asleep.
“Dinner time,” I said brightly.
He shook his head and flipped me off. “Told you I’m not hungry,” he grumped.
“I don’t care. At least drink the broth and the tea. I put in honey and lemon for your throat,” I said as I sat down beside him. “And if you won’t eat it yourself, I’ll feed you.”
I got him to eat half the soup and most of a cup of tea before I gave up. I made him take his medication and then went out to the kitchen. I dumped the leftovers and put the dishes in the sink to be washed later. I checked on the washer and since it still had over twenty minutes left, I reheated the rest of the soup for myself. By the time I’d finished eating and washed up the dirty dishes, it was time to load the comforter in the dryer.
I had an hour to kill before it was done, so I went back to check on Dieter. He was asleep, so I very quietly changed into my nightshirt and curled up on the couch to watch some TV while I waited for the dryer to finish. Two episodes of “The Big Bang Theory” later, I fetched the toasty warm comforter from the laundry room and headed to the bedroom.
I pulled the summer duvet off the bed and threw the warm comforter over Dieter. He woke up. “Whad you doin’?,” he mumbled.
I crawled under the covers. “Nice warm blankie,” I said, snuggling down. “Go back to sleep.”
He grunted and coughed, then reached for the box of tissues I’d left on his nightstand. He blew his nose loudly and slumped back onto the pillows with a groan. “You should sleep in the guest roob,” he said. “You’ll ged sick.”
I kicked him gently. “Like I haven’t already been around your germs all evening,” I replied. “Besides, this way I’m here if you need anything.”  I curled up, enjoying the warmth of the freshly laundered comforter. Despite Dieter’s coughs and sniffles, I fell asleep pretty quickly. It had been a long day.
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I woke up at 3:00 am when Dieter had a coughing fit. “Sorry, sorry,” he said in between hacking coughs. “Shit.”
“It’s okay,” I said. I measured out a dose of cough syrup and fetched him a glass of ice water to wash it down with. “Take this.”  He made a face but swallowed the medicine. I didn’t blame him; that stuff tasted nasty. Cherry flavor my ass.
“Come here,” I said, after he’d drunk half the glass of water to get the taste out of his mouth. I opened a jar of Vicks VapoRub and pushed his t-shirt up. “This will help.” I started rubbing the greasy ointment in small circles over his chest. I suppressed the urge to sing “Soft Kitty,” knowing that Dieter would not understand. He’d watched “The Big Bang Theory” with me a few times but claimed he didn't get it.
Once I’d coated his chest, I pulled the shirt back down and started rubbing Vicks on his throat. “I know it smells horrible, but it works,” I said as he blinked from the pungent fumes. I chuckled. “Just be glad my friend Carla’s mom isn’t around. When I had sleepovers at her house when I was little, she rubbed Vicks on our feet and made us wear white socks to bed. Even if we weren’t sick.”
I put the lid back on the jar and smeared the leftover ointment on his stomach, just to be a jerk. He grumped at me and I pressed a kiss on his belly, just below where I’d rubbed the Vicks. 
“Not in the mood,” he grumbled. 
I pretended to pout. “You’re no fun,” I said. I put the jar of Vicks back on the nightstand, leaning across him to reach it. I knew that in that position, he could see right down my sleep shirt, and it was riding up at the bottom to show off my panties but he didn’t react at all.  “You really are sick,” I said, patting his cheek. “Go back to sleep.”
He just grunted and then coughed in my face. “Sorry,” he mumbled, as I crawled back over to my side of the bed. “I know this isn’t fun for you.”
“I’m not here to have fun,” I told him. “I’m here to take care of you. Now shut up and go back to sleep.”
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The next day I spent most of my time running back and forth from the kitchen to the bedroom. He wanted coffee but then it made his stomach hurt. He wanted toast but then only ate half of it. I made him tea with honey but it got cold too fast, and when I heated it in the microwave it was too hot and burned his tongue. Every time he took a dose of medicine, he needed fresh ice water. 
For lunch, I suggested grilled cheese, my go-to meal when I was feeling sick as a kid. He took two bites. It was like taking care of a nearly six foot toddler. 
“You have to eat, sweetie,” I told him. “All that medicine on an empty stomach isn’t good for you.”
“I’m not fucking hungry,” he growled. “Just leave me alone, okay?”
“Fine, Mr. Grumpy Pants,” I said. I took the remains of his lunch out to the kitchen, cut off the part he’d bitten and finished the sandwich myself. I knew he didn’t feel well, but it was starting to wear on me. I pulled out my phone and texted Sam.
ME: Dieter is driving me crazy. Why are men such babies when they’re sick?
She replied quickly with a series of laughing emojis.
We commiserated about the tribulations of taking care of a man-child until I heard a pathetic voice calling my name from the bedroom. I took the phone with me as I went to see what he wanted.
“I’m hungry,” he said. “Can I have that sandwich now?”
I texted Sam as I went back out to the kitchen to make a fresh grilled cheese.
ME: Can I divorce someone I’m not married to yet?
Her only reply was another string of laughing emojis.
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The next morning, Dieter still had a low grade fever and his cough was no better. “I think we need to go to urgent care,” I told him.
“I’m fine,” he whined. “I hate the doctor.”
“But I don’t think this cough syrup is strong enough,” I replied. “You might need the prescription stuff. Get dressed.”
He grumped and complained but changed into jeans and a clean t-shirt while I called the closest urgent care that took his insurance. They wouldn’t make an appointment but claimed the wait time was currently less than an hour. “Is your phone charged? We might have a bit of a wait,” I asked.
It took twenty minutes to find his phone, which had slipped down between the couch cushions at some point. The battery was at 45%, so I had to fetch the car charger from his car before we could leave. Fortunately, it took long enough to get to the urgent care that his phone was up to 70% by the time we were parked. I knew he’d get bored sitting in the waiting room if he didn’t have his phone to play with. It really is like taking care of a giant toddler, I thought. 
The waiting room was three quarters full and when we checked in, the receptionist told me in a bored voice that it would probably be close to ninety minutes before we could see a doctor. “We had a couple of soccer injuries come in and they got jumped to the head of the line,” she explained. “Fill out the forms and have a seat.”
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“Mr. Bravo?,” a nurse finally called out. I nudged Dieter, who had started to doze off.
“What?”
“It’s your turn. Come on,” I said.
We followed the nurse into the back. She kept giving him curious looks as she sat him down at her station to start taking his vitals. “I’m sorry,” she said after a minute. “It’s just …”
“It’s okay,” I said. “He’s used to being stared at.”
Dieter started to say something smart but veered into another coughing fit.
The nurse nodded and patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t try to talk.” She handed him some tissues and went back to laying out her instruments. She took his temperature, blood pressure and checked his blood oxygen levels.
“Slight fever, and the coughing has the blood pressure up a bit, but ox levels are good,” the nurse said as she jotted things down on a form. “Okay, let’s put you in a room and the doctor will be with you soon.”
She led us into an examination room. Dieter slumped on the exam table, the paper crinkling and crunching underneath him. I settled in an uncomfortable chair and we waited. And waited.
“This is ridiculous,” Dieter said after we’d been in the exam room for nearly twenty minutes. “We’re wasting our time.”
“No we’re not,” I said.  “Just be patient.” I chuckled. “Get it, you’re a patient … so you need to be patient.”
He just shook his head and flipped me off. So much for making him laugh. 
The doctor finally came in, a flustered looking young Indian woman. “So sorry for the wait,” she said. “I’m Dr. Pradesh. We’re short staffed today because of this flu.” She looked at the file in her hand. “Which you appear to have, Mr. Bravo.” She smiled apologetically.
She quickly examined Dieter, looking in his ears, up his nose, and listening to his heart and lungs. “Okay,” she said when she was done. “Lungs are definitely congested but I don’t hear anything too concerning.” She pulled out a prescription pad. “I’m going to get you some cough syrup with codeine, which should help. It’s stronger than the over the counter stuff you’ve been taking. And an inhaler to open up the bronchial passages.” She turned to me.
“I take it you’re looking after him,” she said. I nodded. “Rest, lots of fluids, make sure he takes his meds,” she said, ticking each item off on her fingers. “This virus usually runs its course in about two weeks, but the first week is the worst. He should start feeling better in a few days.”
She handed me the prescription form and smiled at Dieter. “I hope you feel better, Mr. Bravo,” she said. “If your symptoms get worse, call us or your primary doctor.” She shook his hand, then mine, and was gone.
The nurse popped in a moment later with some paperwork in her hand. “Okay, you’re ready to go.” She hesitated a moment. “Um, I know you aren’t feeling well, but … do you think I could get an autograph?”
Dieter sighed, but smiled and took the pen she shyly offered. He scribbled his signature on a scrap of paper and we were on our way.
“Sorry,” I said as we buckled ourselves into the car. 
“For what?”
“You feel like crap and still got accosted by a fan,” I said.
He shrugged. “She was very polite about it. I wouldn’t call it being accosted.”
“Still,” I said, as I backed the car out of the parking space. “I know it’s annoying.”
“Not your fault,” he said, before starting to cough violently again. 
We stopped at CVS on the way home. “You can wait in the car if you don’t feel like going in,” I told him and after a moment he nodded.
“If you don’t mind,” he said. He looked exhausted. I kissed him on the forehead and held out my hand for his wallet.
Fortunately the pharmacy had no line and I got his prescriptions after a short wait. Still, Dieter was asleep by the time I got back to the car. He was slumped in the passenger seat, his mouth hanging slightly open. I felt a sudden surge of love for him. Despite the way he’d been driving me crazy, I knew it was the virus that made him so grumpy and needy. All I wanted was for him to feel better.
I got into the car as quietly as I could, but he still woke up. “I’m awake,” he mumbled as he sat up straighter. 
“You’re fine, babe,” I told him, placing the pharmacy bag on his lap. “Now let’s get you home.”
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“Are you sure you don’t want to stay in the guest room?” Dieter asked after I’d gotten him home, back in pajamas, into bed, fed, and medicated.
“Why? Are you sick of me already? Get it? Sick.” I asked. I hopped onto the bed next to him.
“Fuck off,” he said, shaking his head.
“I’m not going anywhere” I told him. “Got to take care of you, sweetie.” I kissed him on the cheek. 
“You don’t have to do that,” he said. “I’ll be fine. I’m not a kid,” he grumped, but I could see a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He liked the idea of me taking care of him.
“You’re acting like one,” I retorted. “Everyone does, when they’re sick. And what does a sick kid want most? To be taken care of.” I slid my arm around his shoulders and pulled him close. “Which is exactly what I’m going to do.”
“I love you,” he mumbled into my hair.
“I love you, too,” I replied. “But please don’t get snot in my hair.”
He started laughing, which turned into another coughing fit. I patted his back and handed him a cough drop from my pocket. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay,” he said when he stopped coughing. “Thanks for taking such good care of me.”
“It’s my job,” I said. He raised an eyebrow at me. “It’s in the fiancé job description. Section fourteen, paragraph five. ‘Take care of him when he’s sick, even if he acts like a giant baby.’”
“Very funny,” he said. “Now, what does it say in that job description about doing my laundry?”
I sighed. It was going to be a long week. 
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“How the hell is it already February 18th?” Dieter was feeling better and was catching up on emails. 
“Well, first it was February 1st, and then days went by …”
He gave me the stink-eye. “Ha ha, very funny,” he said. “I missed Valentine’s Day. I had stuff planned and everything.”
“It’s no big deal,” I told him. “Valentine’s Day is a very overrated holiday, anyway. To be honest, it was nice not to be surrounded by teenagers carrying around balloons and stuffed animals and all that stupid shit.”
“But it was our first Valentine’s Day together, and I missed it,” Dieter said. “That doesn’t bode well.” He frowned. 
“I don’t need chocolates or flowers or any of that stuff,” I reassured him. “I’m just glad you’re feeling better. And we can do something special next year, if you want.” I was going through my own emails, which included several from Oladele offering suggestions for wedding venues. Without me even realizing it, she had been hired as my personal assistant and I already didn’t know what I would do without her. “Hey, speaking of flowers, do you think we need some for the wedding?” Oladele had gotten some quotes from florists.
“What? That’s months away,” Dieter said.
”June is only four months away and it’ll be here before we know it,” I replied. “We really need to sit down and go over things. Like where, when, and who’s invited. And flowers, food, cake …” I sighed. “Even for a low key wedding, there’s a lot to think about.”
Dieter waved his hand in the air. “Get some roses, a cake with white frosting, a few bottles of champagne and sparkling cider … boom! A wedding.”
”You’re no help.”
”My head’s still full of mucus and shit,” he said. “Give me a couple of days and then we’ll sit down and go over stuff.” I could tell he was getting tired and grumpy and I cut him some slack. I knew from experience that the flu took a lot out of you.
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Two days later, I went grocery shopping. Dieter’s appetite had come back and we were completely out of snacks. When I got home, I opened the front door to the scent of roses. “What the hell? Dieter, can I get some help with the groceries?”
There was no reply and I stepped further in. There were bouquets of roses all over the living room, dozens and dozens of roses: red, white, pink, and silver, in glass vases tied with ribbons. A large heart shaped box of chocolates was in the center of the coffee table, next to a teddy bear holding a red velvet heart that read “I ❤️U.”
”Dieter!” I yelled. “Where are you and why did a drug store Valentine’s aisle throw up in our living room?”
He appeared in the doorway, wearing a red satin robe over black silk pajamas. “I told you I had plans,” he said, batting his eyelashes at me.
”Well, can we get the groceries in and put away first?”
He sighed and stumbled off to find his Crocs. “You have no sense of romance,” he grumped.
Once we’d fetched the food and put everything away, I let Dieter lead me back to the living room. “Have a seat, my sweet,” he said, with a deep bow. He pulled a fancy box from underneath the couch and placed it in my lap. I untied the red velvet ribbon and opened the box to reveal a lacy black silk nightgown and red satin robe that matched his. “You go change into that,” he said, “and I’ll get the rest of your surprise ready.”
I normally preferred cotton night clothes but the feel of the silk and satin against my skin was sensual. Not exactly something I’d want to wear all night, but it definitely set the stage for sexy times. So I was truly surprised when I went back into the living room and found Dieter with his glasses on and a notebook in his hand.
”What’s going on?”
”I am about to do the most romantic thing any man has ever done,” he said dramatically. He picked up the remote. “I’m going to turn off the television and give you my undivided attention and we are going to plan our wedding.” He nodded toward the coffee table, where both of our iPads were turned on and nestled amongst a selection of brochures. “Oladele sent me all her stuff.”
I sank onto the couch. “You never cease to amaze me, Dieter Fucking Bravo.” 
“We’ll get to that part later,” he said with a wink. “Right now, let’s plan a wedding.”
Two hours — and a bag of chips and several of the chocolates from the fancy box — later, we had a rough plan. A secular ceremony on the beach, small reception with finger foods and cake, not too many flowers (because of the wind off the ocean). Freddy would be his best man and Sam would be my maid of honor. We even narrowed it down to three venues: a public beach that had an area that could be reserved for private functions, a private beach that could be rented for a hefty fee but included catering, and the backyard of a producer friend of Dieter’s, which backed onto a private beach.
”Okay, so guest list,” I said, scanning the checklist that Oladele had sent us. “Freddy, Leila and the kids, that’s four. And Sam, her husband and kids, that’s another five, so we’re up to nine.”
”Dominic and his family,” Dieter said. “That brings us to thirteen. Oh, and Oladele. That’s fourteen.”
”Carmen,” I said. “That’s fifteen.”
Dieter named a few other people from “the business” which brought our total up to twenty three. “How about your family? Just your aunt and uncle or do we have to invite all the cousins, too?”
”Just Aunt Helen and Uncle Jeremiah,” I said. “We’ll put them up at a fancy hotel, just to make her squirm a little.” I laughed. “Actually, I think she’ll enjoy it. I don’t think they’ve had a real vacation, just the two of them, in forever.”
Dieter nodded. “That’s twenty five. That’s a good number, unless you want to invite anyone from your old job?”
”Don’t forget your dad,” I added. “That makes twenty six.” Dieter made a face. “Look, I know you aren’t on the best of terms with him but there is no way he’s not coming to our wedding. Between the two of us we only have one parent living, and he has to be there.”
Dieter pursed his lips. “It’ll be twenty seven if he comes,” he said tersely, “because he’ll bring her.”
”Her?”
”His wife.”
“I didn’t know you had a stepmother.”
”She’s not my stepmother,” Dieter said fiercely. “She’s his wife.”
”Sorry. Is she that bad?”
He shook his head and sighed. “No, actually, she’s pretty great. Just a normal, nice lady who loves him and …” He closed his eyes. “Freddy’s kids call her Grandma. Which is fine. It’s just …”
”I get it,” I said, taking his hand in mine. I never stopped being amazed at how big his hands were. Dieter was a big man, strong — and very fragile. “I wish your mom could be there. My parents, too. They would have loved you.”
He lifted my hand to his lips. “I wish I could have met them. And my mom — I know she was problematic. I know she was selfish and Dad was better off after she left but damn it, I loved her so much.”
I let him cry against my shoulder. “I know. I know. She was your mom.” I rubbed his back and waited until he was able to compose himself. He sat back, his eyes red and his nose streaming snot. I handed him a tissue from the box that was still on the coffee table from his cold.
He blew his nose and wiped his face. “Probably not the best time to try to seduce you, huh?” His smile was tentative, but it was genuine.
”Actually, I kind of like the blotchy-faced, snot-nosed look,” I said. I shoved his notebook away and straddled his lap. With only two thin layers of silk between us, I could feel every inch of his body beneath me.
”Good, ‘cause it’s my signature look,” he said, his hands sliding down to grip my hips.
And that was the end of wedding planning for the time being. After all, June was months and months away.
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sockiess · 9 months ago
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hi i saw u write for scott (n im so glad cos there’s like no fics of him 🥲) could you do scott w a reader who kinda matches his attitude? like maybe some sort of frenemies to lovers thing, anytime he tries to get snarky with the rest of the cliffhangers reader argues back with him 🙏 hope that makes sense english isn’t my first language 🥲
Anon I love and appreciate you🫶
Frenemies
Warnings: None! :)
It was a hot day and Hannah made all of us cliffhangers go hiking. It wouldn’t have been so bad but one person by the name of Scott Barringer wouldn’t shut up. Ever since he came here a couple months ago he’s been an annoying prick. For some odd reason he thinks he’s better than everyone else and thinks he’s to good for us.
“God this is so annoying I mean why do we have to do all this stuff??” Scott said complaining for the fifth time in the last 10 minutes. “Dude just suck it up the more you complain the longer it feels like.” Auggie said annoyed. “Dude literally no one was talking to you so why don’t you shut up” Scott said pissed.
“Scott seriously no one wants to hear your grading voice 24/7 just suck it up already.” I snapped and turned to him. Scott just looked at me and mumbled something under his breath. Even though Scott annoys me, he is one of the only people that I can stand to be around here at Mt. Horizon. He also somehow always listens to me when I tell him to shut up.
As we continued walking me and Scott’s hands kept brushing up against each other. I would never admit to anyone but I might have a little crush on Scott even if he does annoy me at times I mean come on he’s utterly gorgeous and can be nice when he wants to be.
The sun was starting to set and Hannah told me and Scott to go fetch stuff to build a fire. “You where blushing when our hands to kept touching.” Scott said suddenly smirking at me when we where away from the other campers. “you wish.” I replied back to him trying to hide my small and embarrassment. “Come on just admit you have a crush on me.” He said smiling. “There is nothing to admit.” I said, picking up sticks to use for the fire.
“So if I where to kiss you right now you wouldn’t kiss back?” he said, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. “Scott you’re crazy” I said walking away from him only for him to grab my arm and pull me into him and suddenly feeling his lips on mine. Scott kissed me like it was the last thing he’d ever do but he was also so soft and gentle at the same time. I dropped the sticks I was holding and held his face as we made out. Soon we pulled away to take breath. Scott rested his forehead on mine and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. As we where about to kiss again we heard Ezra calling our name.
“We should better get back” I said almost out of breath. “Yeah” Scott replied “But one more thing” he said before kissing me again. “Alright lover boy let’s go before we get in trouble for inappropriate touching” I joked.
“fine.” Scott groaned picking back up the sticks and smiling at me “I’m going to annoy you so much more now” he said ruffling and kissing the top of my head
“I know you are” I said smiling and leaning into him.
Hi! Hope I did your request justice!! If there is anything you want me to add or change please let me know 🫶 thank you so much for the request 🫶
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little-orphan-ant · 2 years ago
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did you reblog the "!!" post?? either way. bites you. tell me about your ocs /lh
technically not this time BUT i have in the past so
hm. who to choose.
god for someone who constantly talks abt my ocs to random people on the street i have Very Few. uh
okay. we're talking abt AUGUST HARVEY ALEXANDER WILEY who is the little brother of Hal who i talked abt here mostly bc i need to flesh out his character more akljkfks
k so!!
August, mostly known as Auggie, Augs, or Young (bc hes the youngest in his family) is the second son and fifth child of Henry Peter Alexander Wiley III, a wealthy New York lawyer, and his wife, Harriet
he was born April 12, 1860, the same day the American Civil War was declared
literally No One was expecting Augs, as it's been a good 18 years since his mother's last surviving child, and all his siblings are A Lot older than him -
he has three sisters, Hannah, Caroline, and Olive, who are 25, 24, and 21, respectively, and of them, Hannah and Caroline are both married with a young child and Olive is courting someone and basically engaged
his elder brother (and their father's heir), Hal (full name Henry Peter Alexander Wiley IV) is 18, and hes um. his life is Not going v well bc he just got engaged to some girl he barely knew and then his boyfriend Jamie went and fucking enlisted in the American Civil War and he has chronic fatigue syndrome which is acting up and yeah his life is kinda shitty.
Hal wants to hate Auggie, bc now his father has a backup heir, aka if Henry III finds out his son's bi, he can disown him and still have a son take over
but. then Hal sees his little brother and he's like fuck. f u c k. this tiny child is too cute and i love him.
Augs is a Very Vocal Baby, he's always wailing and giggling and speaking gibberish and its so fucking adorable.
then some stuff happens, and in mid 1862 Hal has to ""go off to school"" (eg Jamie got hurt in the Battle of Antietam and Hal bought him a house and shit to recover bc hes Rich and Gay)
Hal spends the next few years mostly alone, except for nurses and governesses. his father is usually off at work, and his mother doesnt really pay attention to him him - she lost several kids after having Hal and doesn't want to risk getting attached to another in case he dies too :(
then it's 1867. the war's been over for two years. Augs is 7, and hasn't seen Hal in 2 years. he barely remembers him, except for every month or so when he gets the occasional letter - signed both by his brother and a mysterious 'J' (but in Hal's handwriting bc Jamie's sucks djfhslajkh)
but one day in winter, his parents are attending a supper and on the way back the roads get so snowy that their carriage swerves off the street and into the Hudson, killing them and the driver instantly :(
Augs's sister Hannah originally takes him in but she already has 3 kids and Auggie is too much for her to manage (don't blame him he is a hyperactive young boy and doesn't understand social cues jdkjkfdas)
so!! Hal (now in posession of a sizable fortune) comes up from Maryland and takes him in!!
and they also confront Jamie's homophobic/abusive/just all around not very cool father and end up getting custody of his little siblings!! (plus by this point J's brother Abe is already living w them bc he ran off to be a drummer boy and Hal found him)
and they live happily ever after!!
at least until Auggie is killed by a falling tree branch at 17 :D
tysm gracie this was So Fun sjkfdl love my little boy <3
here he is at ~8 wearing his brother's clothes (Hal's so short they're barely too big akjfdsajks)
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dragonsbone · 2 years ago
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I humbly request the ten most random facts about August that you can think of. Doesn't matter what they're about or if they're related, tell me the most random shit you can think of about them, I love them and I would love to learn more!!
Hope you're doing well!! 🖤🖤🖤
hi yes ofc!!! i love auggie sm im more than happy to answer anything about them!
so im an astrology whore and i love sorting my characters with their astrological placements that really suit them ( fun fact: i did this with all my coworkers and my boss lol ). anyway, august has a cancer sun, libra moon, and an aquarius rising! 
their favorite type of sandwich is the classic, the ultimate, the one that can never go wrong: peanut butter and jelly. another one to add to this fact: they don’t like the crust.
auggie exclusively listens to pop and is a HUGE fan of abba and bowie! ( here’s their playlist if u want to listen to their favorites ).
auggie owns two pairs of shoes. one are e x t r e m e l y dirty and worn-out white tennis shoes and the other are a pair of green flip flops for the summer time.
they are 100% the type of person who would buy a magnet of a state/city/country if they ever get the opportunity to travel. it’s the ✨little things✨
bc i also really enjoy tarot and learning about the major arcana, auggie’s would be the fool!
they’re actually a really good driver! their dad taught them ( a little too early but ya know, gotta start somewhere ) and their dad is the realest mvp their is. best parent in that universe!!
if it wasn’t obvious, i named my oc august after being inspired by the lovely and beautifully written song august by taylor swift. we all know how much i love taylor’s music, so im sure none of y’all were even surprised lol.
a fun fact i just came up with for shits and giggles: auggie is lactose intolerant!
and finally, august’s does not have a middle name!
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f1nalboys · 2 years ago
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Peacemaker Season 1, Episode 1 Live Post
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(this is just a collection of my thoughts as i watch through peacemaker <3)
-the recap of the movie after i put off watching episode 1 so i could watch the movie
-i will start this by saying i did not like him in the movie, he was sorta funny but he’s so fucking douchey which i suppose is the point HOWEVER here’s hoping he’s at least funny or the side characters and plot r good enough for me to power through (spoiler it is and also he’s growing on me)
-john cena ass
-“aqua man fucks fish? I DONT BELIEVE IT” JDJWONCKS ok fine FINE . this is a little funny
-ok this opening scene is funny hehe
-the way he’s walking out of the hospital is so fucking funny like a kid who just stole a toy in a shop and is trying to get the hell out
-HES DANCING
-THE OPENINF CREDITS???,,,,,
-i see my man Adrian in the background tho 🗣️🗣️
-these opening credits are. something fr….i enjoyed it tbh IFNWKDNSJD so fucking dumb i love
-DANIELLE BROOKSSSSS!!!! my beloved
-IS SHE GAY IS SHE GAY GUYS
-SHES GAYYYYYYYTYT OH MY GOD 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
-HE TOOK HIS HELMETJSJXJSJDJD deserved
-the vigilante voicemails JFKWODNKWJD i’m giggling hes <3
-“my life fucking suck!” me core
-i love superhero movies/tv shows where they can curse
-peacemaker winking at harcourt (? is that how it’s spelled) and her flipping him off <3
-john eating his food <3
-LEOTAAAAAA love her she’s so :,) she just has so much love HER LONG SPEECH ABT HOW EXCITED SHE IS TO BE WORKING W THEM JDJDIDJSJD IM GIGGLING
-she is the love of my life
-“how the FUCK am i supposed to fight a mothra without a jet pack?”
-he has a side kick named eagley
-i like the soundtrack
-THE AMEIRCAN FLAG CARRRR IM SICK
-his dad being robert patrick
-NOT THR FACT ATTACK FOX NEWS BULLSHITTTTT
-oh so his dads a cunt got it
-don’t make me feel bad for this mf GOD DAMN KT every time a man has daddy issues i’m like :( i could fix him :(
-EAGLEYYYYY
-EAGLEY IS HUGGING HIMMMMMM :,)
-man FUCK auggie smith
-they’re being mean to leota. i will be killimg james and emilia.
-“nice gaslighting” shut uooisnfownfiwnf
-men bonding with their evil dads 🙄
-IS HE DYING I HOPE HES DEADDDDDDD
-he’s alive.
-u want to spoil myself and see if he beats the fuck out of his dad i hope so 🙏🙏 need someone to edit christopher to that modern baseball song
-“i never gave you a second thought while you were in there” ok and if i kill you, then what????
-ok so his dad is racist got it
-stop everyone is so mean to him why do i feel bad for him
-them being mad he called her sweet cheeks JFJWIFJJWD
-ADRIANNNN
-HES HEREEEEEEEE
-DYE BEARDDDD
-giggling
-“you always gonna be this difficult?” “yep!” MEEEE
-ADRIANS DANCEJDIDNJEJD TWEERK IT AND TWERK IT
-HIS BUTT DANCEDJWIDNIWJDJS
-oh i’m in love with him….
-HIS EXCUSESJSNFKWNDKSNDN oh he’s so funny
-i have feelings for him.
-leota and christopher r gonna be besties <3
-I LOVE HERRRRRR
-“you hubbed up” SHUT UPPODNSIWND
-him explaining HFKWICNWJ
-sorry he just said they called his dick chimp arm
-anyways leota calling him sweet cheeks :,) BESTIESSSSS
-EAGLEY EASILT BEST CHARSCTERRRR HES STICKINF HIS HEAD AND TONGUE OUT THE WINDOWWW
-ew tell me he and emilia aren’t gonna have a weird love interest thing
-OH ok she’s a girlboss
-him falling in love w her like get in like bitch
-“that was so fucking hot” me
-me when women are cunty >>>>>
-“no touching past here….no fuck it it’s gotta be here i have to touch your boobs sorry” JFKWOFNWODNISDB
-major tits
-HIM SCREAMING FREEDOM AS HES HAVING SEXX SHUT UPIDBDIANC
-oooh leota is working double time w amanda waller
-OH
-AMANDA IS HER MOMMMMMNNN
-OH SHIT
-this man and his tighty whities 😭
-“this is back to when men were real men because they weren’t afraid to be women” oeriod peacemaker
-the amount of veins on thid man is crazy
-guys is there a sex scene with adrian i wanna see that man’s dick 🗣️🗣️🗣️ i know he fucks good
-sorry
-IM FISNXOWNDONS
-“i gotta thank you you for tonight. i was having a crazy fucked up day, but when i was in your pussy back there, i felt, i don’t know, fucking hope!” IM IN AWE AT THIS SHOW
-him singing into the vibrator ENDIWNDONW
-oh she’s gonna try to kill him
-HES HOLDING IT ON HIS FACE STOPSBDISND
-the soundtrack once again is rlly good
-kick her ass chris 🗣️🗣️
-GOOD LORD WHI IS THUS
-WHAT THE HELL JS SHE
-SHES TRYINF TI BREAK HIS SKULL
-no bc i’m so confused 😭😭😭
-EAGLEYYY
-OH MY fucking GODDD
-he sonic boomed her ass to a pulp
-AWESOME
-eagley bringing him a dead animal to make him feel better :(((
-ok end credit scene and then final thoughts
-SCABIES
-“this one will give you scabies” “scabies? why would i want scabies” “to challenge urself” BFIWJCOJS
-ok snort that was fun OK FINAL THOUGHTS OF THAT EPISODE
THIS WAS A GREAT FIRST EPISODE!!! they had everyone introduced in a good way, gave some characterization and backstory to everyone without it being too heavy handed, the fight scenes were fun, the characters are all interesting so far!!! 8.5/10 only bc i need more adrian 🙏🙏 OK ONTO EPISODE 2 >:)
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a-small-batch-of-dragons · 3 years ago
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Focus on This
Prompt: Detroit: Become Human prompt (idk know if you still write this fandom tho) (also, enby Nines? I just think they're neat)
Nines has really bad anxiety or something that requires them to need a service dog. Problem is, they feel really embarrassed that they need the dog so they don't take it with them in public, especially to the police station when they're working.
One day they're having a really bad time and they end up having the worse anxiety/panic attack they've had since getting their service dog, but since they aren't home in their apartment with Gavin (or whoever you decide they live with), the dog isn't with them. Someone (Gavin, Connor, or Hank) drives to whatever house/apartment they live at where their dog is and grab their dog and it's best to take it to Nines.
Anyways, thank you and I love your writing!
-Auggie
Read on Ao3
Warnings: anxiety attacks
Pairings: none, bb
Word Count: 1855
Nines clenches their fists and stares at the keyboard. This is fine. They can do this. There is nothing wrong and they can do this. They’re just overreacting. They need to stop being ridiculous and just focus.
This is their job. They are a police detective. They cannot possibly be employed to work in a job where they can’t do what is required of them. It makes no sense for them to be here if they can’t work. They are here, so they’re going to work. That’s how this works.
They’re not even out on a call today. They are in the precinct, at their desk, with their earbuds in, looking at a computer. There is no reason to be freaking out. There is no reason to be upset. There is nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong. They are sitting at their desk, Hank and Connor are right around the corner, and Gavin is—
Wait. Where is Gavin?
Nines’s head snaps up and they look around. They sweep the precinct once. Twice.
Gavin is not here.
They bite back a snarl, their nails digging into their palms. Are they really so incompetent that they can’t keep track of their own partner? The android could be anywhere by now. They could be hurt. They could be damaged, they could be dead for all Nines knows.
They need to find Gavin. They have to go. They have to—
Something on their desktop catches their eye. It’s their text channel, still open, the window partially obscured by the case file they’d been staring at. A hand covers the mouse and clicks on it.
Me: Are you going to make the coffee now?
Gavin: you do realize i’m sitting right across from you right
Me: You do realize that even though you’re the android, I type better than you, right?
Gavin: deviant, bitch I type how I want
Me: That’s certainly one way of putting it.
Gavin: besides the break rooms out
Me: You could get more
Gavin: or I could not
Me: Okay.
Gavin: …
Gavin: fine but only because u said please
Me: I didn’t say please.
Gavin: yeah u did you just typed it
Me: That was after.
Gavin: do u want coffee or not?
Me: Yes, please.
Oh.
Right.
Gavin’s getting coffee. Nines asked him to go get coffee. Gavin is fine. They could text him right now and Gavin would respond. They should do that. That would be a good idea. They should pull out their phone and text Gavin.
They should.
Their hands won’t move.
They should type it out, the window is open.
Their hands still won’t move.
This is stupid. They have hands. They work. They should be able to do this. They should be able to do something as simple as pull out a phone or reach out and type something on a keyboard. They should. This is stupid, there is no reason why they shouldn’t be able to do this.
Why can’t they do this? Why can’t they move?
Gavin will be back before too long. Gavin will know what to do. Gavin can do a scan of them and he’ll tell Nines what’s going on. All Nines has to do is wait. Wait for Gavin.
Their hands still aren’t moving.
They can’t even wait properly.
What can they do? They can’t go out on calls because they’re too jumpy, they got their gun training postponed because their hands couldn’t stop shaking, their psych eval is posted for next month because Fowler is concerned. They took their medication this morning, didn’t they?
…didn’t they?
Did they forget that too? How did they forget that? They need to take their medication otherwise they can’t do anything. They have to do things, they have a job to do, they need to get back to work. The case file is still open on their desktop, people are counting on them, they need to do things now.
Their hands won’t move.
They have a job. Do they even understand how lucky they are to have a job? They have a job, they live with their partner, they have a life. They can be comfortable, they don’t have to worry about putting food on the table, they don’t have to worry about family. They have Hank, they have Connor, they have privilege, even in the aftermath of the android revolution. So many people had lost things, their homes, their lives, their personhood, who was Nines to claim to know pain and suffering in the face of all of that?
Resentment boils in their gut as they keep trying to move their hands. This is so stupid, they should just move and get back to work and have this be fine, they’re fine, they don’t have a right to not be fine.
They just—they just—
“Nines,” a soft voice murmurs, “Nines, buddy, you gotta breathe.”
Who is that? Why are they telling them to breathe? They’re breathing, aren’t they?
“You’re hyperventilating—“ Connor, that’s Connor—“you’re having an attack, Nines.”
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, no.
Nines’s chest burns. Air drags itself over broken glass as it wheezes in and out of their lungs and they clutch at their chest. Their collar is too tight, they need their shirt to stop suffocating them, they have to—they have to—
“Shh, shh, easy, kid,” a deeper voice rumbles as warm hands catch theirs and move them out of the way, “hang on, kid, we’re gonna take care of you.”
Hank, that’s Hank that’s got his arms around Nines. Hank is big. Has he always been so big? Or is Nines just really small right now?
Hank is moving them somewhere. He’s shouting over his shoulder at someone. Nines doesn’t like shouting. It’s too loud. It needs to stop. Hank gentles when Nines flinches, murmuring that he’s asked Fowler to turn the lights down in one of the cells and they’re going to try and rest. Nines doesn’t want to rest. They want to get back to work. They have Gavin to meet, they just want to get this stupid attack over with so they can go do things again.
“It doesn’t work like that, Detective,” Hank is saying quietly, “that’s your body trying to tell you to take a minute. You’re doing too much, kid, you need to give yourself a break.”
Nines doesn’t want to take a break. If they take a break, they’ll start overthinking. They don’t like overthinking. They don’t want to overthink. Overthinking is bad. Overthinking gives them attacks.
But they’re in an attack right now. If—if they take a break, will the attack get worse?
“Easy, kid,” Hank soothes, guiding them down onto a bench, “that’s it. Just sit there for a minute, okay?”
Nines’s breath comes out a hiccup. They clutch desperately onto Hank’s sleeve as he tries to pull away.
“Alright, kid, I’m not leaving.” Hank settles on his knees in front of them. “But you have to breathe for me, okay? Come on, in and out, you can do it.”
It’s hard. It shouldn’t be this hard. It shouldn’t be this hard to breathe, just to fucking breathe.
“Con—Con—“
“Your brother is just outside,” Hank soothes, “he’s letting Gavin know to go pick up Mandy.”
Mandy? No, no, Mandy can’t come here, she’s—she’s—
“She’s here for you for a reason, Detective,” Hank says softly but firmly, “you have her because you have a condition that gives you extreme anxiety and she is trained to help you manage it.”
But—
“No ‘buts’, I’m afraid.” Hank’s hand is warm and solid on their shoulder, moving up to squeeze their hands encouragingly. “That’s why you have her, Nines.”
Nines’s forehead collapses into Hank’s chest, the buttons on his shirt pressing uncomfortably into their skin but uncaring once they feel the warmth. As if he can hear their thought, and at this point, Nines isn’t so sure there isn’t some kind of telepathy going on, Hank’s chest warms further, squeezing to provide some relief. But it isn’t enough. Hank is too far away, too big, too gentle. They need something more, they need firm solid weight on top of them, they need something to pet and stroke with their fingers so they don’t try to clench their fists again, they need—
“Mandy,” Nines manages to gasp, “I want—I want Mandy.”
“She’s on her way, Detective, she’ll be here soon.”
Nines closes their eyes and waits.
After a while, they hear the sounds of voices. People are talking outside. Then there’s a louder call, a voice telling them all to shut the fuck up and get back to work.
Gavin. Gavin’s here.
The door to the cell slides open and they can hear Mandy whimpering. She’s tugging at her harness, trying to get to them. Nines slowly sits back with Hank’s help as Gavin undoes the harness and Mandy comes toward them. She jumps carefully onto the bench next to them and whines, leaning down to lick their face.
Nines lets out a sob.
Mandy snuffles at their hair, lying down on top of them and letting her weight sink them both into the cold bench. Nines shudders, reaching up to twist their fingers into the dog’s fur. Mandy huffs again, moving her head to lick gently at their face.
She’s trying to lick their tears away.
The realization, of course, just makes them cry harder.
They don’t know that Hank refuses to leave the room, keeping watch over the two of them while Mandy gets to work.
They don’t know that Gavin stands guard outside, all but snapping at anyone who dares come close to disturb them or whispers about the fact that Nines Anderson has a service dog.
They don’t know that Connor has closed the case file that was finished—because it was done, they didn’t need to do anything else—and was waiting to talk to Fowler about ensuring that Mandy could be allowed wherever Nines needed her to be.
For right now, they don’t know any of that.
All they know is that their Mandy is here, she’s right where she needs to be, and their hands are moving easily over her soft fur as they breathe.
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caitlyn-winchester · 4 years ago
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WALKER 1x07 THOUGHTS/LIVE REACTION
preshow thoughts:
- if Geri killed Emily i hope she rots in jail then hell
- to trevor; if you hurt stella in anyway i will personally drop kick you. And i hope u feel the wrath of Cordell and Mawline!
ok now on to the actual episode:
- ok chef august pop off
- why tf would u grab a hot ass skillet
- why do august like that? he can def pull ruby
- AWW nice family moment, that’s cute
- i don’t really care abt micki’s mom
- damn did i jinx ruby and august...oops
- ok Bels and Auggie should be together
- trevor, buddy boy, don’t do the wrong thing
- micki’s mom is so rude for what??
- protective august??
- ok beanie guy shut up, auggie pls don’t listen to him
- is it really a good idea to not tell Cordell abt how Emily’s killer might not be her killer?
- Cordell i get your helping your partner out but for the love of God pls go to your daughter’s soccer game!!
- ok bilingual august
- omg bels parents left the US for her :((
- trevor and stella had a heart to heart, i think? what baggage was stella talking about though? emily’s death maybe
- ok why’d they zoom in on that ladies hand? was it because of the religious jewelry
- sorry can’t think of tacos without hearing “do these tacos taste funny to you?” 😭
- james don’t get off track
- why’d he just give that lady his phone?! what if she saw liams texts.
- welp i saw that coming.
- thirsty ball looks so fun tbh
- does trey know abt thristy ball?? like did he just let the kids go out and go day drinking
- aw snap cop guy is dating adriana
- so do these detectives/cops just carry ipads around? micki and cordell have one and now so does liam and
- HAHAHA so trey didn’t know abt thristy ball and he called cordell and said he “lost the kids”
- wtf is happening with these cars??
- is that trevors dad?? oh no it’s not lmao
- these are so creepy ass dudes
- OH SNAP TREVOR JUST BURNED THAT DUDE
- OK STEL! ....oh he shot the ball
- GO TREVOR
- omg pls don’t pick up that gun
- ok fight sequence nothing new
- WAS TREVOR ABT TO SHOOT CORDELL
- pop off cordell, protective father mode activated
- lowkey sad that stella thinks the only way to get cordell to go to her game is to get in trouble. i know she’s joking but i still think there’s some truth behind it.
- where did auggie get these fireworks come from?
- WHAT THE HECK ADRIANA NOT MICKIS MOM??!?!? what a twist
- damn that’s sad
- is ruby jealous?? she had her chance with august.
- OMG STAY AT STELLAS FUCKING GAME CORDELL
- cordell he was about to shoot u not that man:/
- protective cordell owns my heart
- OMG THAT CAR BLOW UP
and that concludes the episode
APRIL 8th?? THAT LONG FOR A NEW EPISODE ARE U KIDDING ME?! UGH
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ambitionsource · 5 years ago
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Hi, I am so here for all this ambition content right now. I check this page every day! I remember u guys mentioning about a rl and dasher road trip and I was wondering about that! Thank you!
hello pal!! literally so honored and happy that you’re enjoying ambition and the fact that you check our page every day... ugh you’re too sweet. hopefully the nonsense we do around here is entertaining! very happy to have you in our fandom community <3
so yes, rl + da road trip! i hope it’s okay that i took a bit to answer this, bc i wanted to ruminate on it for a bit before typing it up. so as y’all know we refer to the summer between s1 and 2 as “cruel summer” (thank u tswift), and similarly we have a code name for the summer between s2 and 3 which is “summer of love.” this is admittedly mainly because of rl, but also because a majority of the characters are in such a better headspace this summer than they were last.
boppin the rest under a read more, because i just go on... and on... and on............. (i really love rl & da)
-- Maggie
one facet of this summer is that around... july sometime, dylucasher decide they want to take a trip down to virginia beach (or the beaches in that general vicinity) because they want to check out a beach that isnt grey and cold like the ones close to them in ny, and because a trip before their last year of school together seems like a fun and Classic idea. originally they plan it for just the three of them, but somehow riley comes up and all of them agree -- especially dylan -- that it would be way more fun if she came along too. so they try to convince her to come along, which doesn’t take much convincing, it’s more so about figuring out how she’s going to get around cory because if he knew she wanted to go on a like week long trip with her boyfriend (who he doesn’t really trust) and two other boys he would probably have a heart attack.
you know, it would be like “you can’t go on an overnight trip with three boys!!!” “dad, you know dylan and asher. they’re gay. they’ve been dating for three years. they’re GAY. i do not think i’m at ALL at risk in that scenario???” fsdfSDKGDL
so riley devises a plan / cover story that involves like “going to stay with mom” for a few days, maybe a lie about staying over at isa’s or yindra’s for a couple days in there, you know, she lays out the whole lie and then bribes maya to go along with it and help cover her tracks (rl have very inverse influences on one another -- where riley sort of tames lucas and helps calm him and make him less feral, she develops a bit of a rebellious streak from him or just better identifies the nuances of which rules should be followed vs which were meant to be bent or broken..)
the good thing about this road trip is that it’s what truly cements riley’s friendship with dylan and asher. they’ve been toeing the line of friendship for like two years now (as riley said in cruel summer, she regretted not taking the time and establish a friendship with them in sophomore year before everything fell apart), and it’s kind of like it’s bound to happen. riley and asher takes a little more time to grow and develop just because of the kind of person asher is, but on this road trip dylan and riley just Click. like they were basically made to be best friends, dylan is the first person who kind intrinsically Gets riley and they match each other in terms of enthusiasm / personality / brightness. again, a friendship that’s just been Waiting to happen, and this trip really brings that to the forefront.
(on that note, i once joked that when dylan and riley get really into chatting about something and lucas zones out, they start sounding like the villagers in animal crossing to him. like if he stops paying attention for even a second suddenly dyley sound like this. and i stand by that claim.)
as for the trip itself, its not like i have the whole thing perfectly plotted or anything like that, more just... musings and ideas. oh and a playlist, of course i have a playlist. obviously they’re really good about swapping around drivers and sort of organizing their time since they only have a week, and i think it’s mainly funded by dylan’s youtube vlogger coin. asher helps and riley chips in her fair share, but dylan basically covers lucas because obviously he can’t pay but they all want him there. he makes up for this by driving the most even tho the other three insist its not a big deal.
when it comes to sharing space, the quartet of them are pretty good at it. obviously when they stop for the night they just share beds by couple, but it is interesting to think about how different these two relationships are in terms of like... you know, where they’re at. like its super easy for da to share a bed because they basically do that all the time now, but for rl breaking that boundary would be a kind of unspoken big deal and lucas would be so cautious about it. like they spend most of the summer in riley’s car (can’t hang out at her place with cory there and no one is going to lucas’s) and so theyve probably like fallen asleep together there once or twice and maybe napped ONCE at riley’s place when maya and cory were both gone in the 2.5 months they’ve been together, but it’s still... not the same. so at first lucas would be really nervous about it, but after the first couple of nights he’d relax and realize its really not that big a deal -- esp since riley seems pretty confident and comfortable with it. by the end of the week, lucas wakes up in the middle of the night and riley has cuddled up next to him and he’s like... okay MAYBE sharing a bed with someone makes points. perhaps.
one of the nights on the way down the coast, what truly breaks the ice for dylan and riley is that they break out a SMALL amount of alcohol and both get tipsy (which for them is just like. giddy and giggly and very chatty. they’re both happy drunks without a doubt). lucas and asher don’t indulge bc lucas doesn’t trust himself getting intoxicated and asher is just wary of it in general, but they figure dyley can do it as long as they’re both supervising. so dylan and riley talk A LOT that night and truly form their Kindred Spirit bond and also lucasher end up regretting letting them drink bc for like a half an hour dyley do this thing where they just pretend to share secrets with one another. like they theatrically whisper in one another’s ears and look at lucasher while they’re doing it and then start laughing and they’re literally not saying anything Important (like it’s probably like riley being like “psst... i think lucas is... hee hee... lucas is hot”) and then dylan cracking up and agreeing but bc lucasher don’t know what they’re saying they’re like ha ha very funny........... but y’all aren’t talking about us doe right. wait, what did you say. hold on --
a lot of the trip is also based around being in nature and the outdoors, since they don’t get to do much of that day-to-day in manhattan. considering one of their favorite spots to hang out as a group during senior year is at central park, they’re all definitely fresh air outdoorsy kind of people to a degree. so like, stopping at parks, going on hikes, and of course the beach itself. i made an instagram edit of one of said hikes when i was testing a template i made:
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naturally, and i swear this happens at least once on a long road trip whether it is with family or friends or any combo of people, but you hit a point where you get irritable and start to get a little sick of one another. i think in this case that mainly starts between lucas and asher, because although they’re Best Friends i think lucas has a knack for finding ways of irritating him. and also lucas probably gets irritated by dylan’s high energy after too much time with no breaks, so he’s also snappy, and as they’re on the way back up to nyc people are spatting at one another or getting snippy over stupid things so riles is like. here’s an idea! how about we split up for the day when we get to philadelphia. this is an excellent idea and none of them are opposed, so when they arrive in philly, dylan and asher split off to go explore the city + historical sites.
what do riley and lucas do? well, riley takes lucas to meet her grandparents, of course.
at first lucas is like ummmmmmm no because he’s SUPER nervous about meeting her family -- the only family he’s met is cory and we know that’s... unideal, and eric, both of whom have a completely different perception of him bc of school and his behavioral record. he’s yet to meet topanga or auggie yet or anything like that -- but riley assures him that her grandparents are chill and she has no doubt she’ll like them. they’re also meeting lucas with a completely blank slate (i.e. no preconceived notions about him like those who work at aaa), so it’s not hard for lucas to make a good impression since he really is like... a good guy. not to mention no way is he snarky or deadpan in situations where he doesn’t feel comfortable or like he has the right lmao, so he’s on his BEST behavior around amy and alan.
the good thing is that alan himself kind of had a similar background and run on the wild side that lucas does (kind of like jack, altho jack was never as troubled as lucas), and so i think he would kind of... inherently Get him. like he’d strike up a conversation with him and at first lucas would be like omg why is this man speaking to me please i’m invisible pretend i’m not here... but after a bit he’d find it’s surprisingly easy to talk to alan. and they’d talk for like an hour and get on pretty well. meanwhile, amy is talking to riley and is like so... let me guess. cory does not know you’re traveling with your boyfriend???? and riley is like... perhaps. maybe don’t tell him? pretty please? and once amy convenes with alan and is like how is he and alan is all “he’s fine, we can approve,” then they agree not to rat riley out.
riley and lucas also climb up into the matthews tree house and take a look around and they comment on how strange it is that cory and eric once used to like, hang out in there and in that house and were once teenagers (lucas: be careful this is humanizing your father too much for me). and i’d think they’d sit up in the treehouse for a little bit and just talk and riley would talk about how nice it must’ve been to grow up in the suburbs like this, and she’s surprised when lucas agrees and he admits he fucking hates living in manhattan. and that kind of prompts this subtle internal thinking in both of them of like hmm well... maybe in the future when things are different and we can make our own rules maybe we’ll move out of the city and into a quieter life... they don’t say any of that out loud, but they’re both thinking it. and at the tail end of that conversation riley kisses lucas which turns into a Really Good Kiss... but then they’re interrupted by amy calling for them to come down for dinner and its kind of like lmao, they’re both a little bashful but in a casual silly way
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rilesandlucas · 5 years ago
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18th Birthday
Thanks @abbiescholler for the request, sorry its late. 
A/n-OMG, tumblr, wattpad-Hello how are ya? It's been a crazy amount of time but omg it feels good to be back. I got this request way too long ago and I have some more free time now so here I am finally writing it. I missed y'all and I can't wait to revisit Riles and Lucas. Happy reading.
not proof read lol.
Riley skipped her way up the fire escape of her apartment, she was gleaming with excitement as her feet hit each step, her smile growing continuously. She reached the final step of the fire escape and slowly peered into the bay window, expecting to see her best friend and boyfriend patiently waiting to surprise her. However as her head slowly continued to look into the window she quickly realised neither of them were there. Her smile faltered slightly but she quickly brushed it off and considered that they were probably waiting for her inside. She jumped in through her bay window, her favourite starbucks drink that she had gone to get earlier in her hand, and grabbed her phone from her jean pocket. When she looked down at her phone she saw she had two texts from Maya and Lucas;
Lukey; Hey Riles, sorry I had to run out before you came back this morning, had to help my mum. Maybe see you tomorrow? xx
Maya; Won't b ova today Peaches, art stuff u get it, luv ya.
Riley sighed confused, 'Surely they didn't forget, this is way too 16 candles'. At that moment her Mother, Father and brother all burst in to her room, Balloons and cake in hand.
'HAPPY 18th RILEY' They screamed, partially in unison except for Auggie who glared at his parents because he thought they were yelling 'Happy birthday' instead. They all laughed at Auggie’s anger and gave Riley a hug.
'So sweetie, where are Lucas and Maya, I thought for sure they'd be here?' Topanga questioned while attempting to clean up Riley's room. She had grown to love cleaning Riley's room lately because it meant she could snoop on whether Lucas had stayed the night or not. She always laughed at how discrete Riley and Lucas thought they were being, but really they were anything but subtle, whether it was clothing left behind or both sides of the doona where clearly slept on. Topanga truly didn't care if Lucas did want to stay the night, the kids had just never asked her.
'No they're not here, I left this morning to get a drink and I swore they'd be here when I got back. I think they're pretending they forgot.' Riley sulked, she really didn't want to believe they forgot, but Lucas and Maya were horrible liars and it's unlikely they could pull off a big surprise, especially not later in the day. They usually would get too excited and cave before 10am.
'Look, I'm sure the group is just surprising you, I mean have you heard from Farkle, Smackle or Zay yet?' Cory questioned, he was quite concerned considering he really hadn't heard anything about a surprise from the group, so he wasn't really sure if their actually was one.
'I guess not, you're probably right, and maybe they just wanted me to have a morning with my family alone' The family burst into laughter at this statement, Maya and Lucas wanting Riley to be alone with her family and not spend time with them? It was unheard of. Alas, Riley brushed it off considering that she hadn't heard from anyone else and there's no way they'd all forgot. She scrolled through her facebook timeline as her family left to go make breakfast when a facetime notification popped up on her phone.
FARKLEY <3
Riley quickly answered hoping it had something to do with her surprise and was greeted by the faces of Zay, Smackle and Farkle.
'Happy birthday sugar.' She heard Zay yell from the back. Smackle quickly turned around and hit Zay on the arm.
'Zay, we promised Farkle he could say happy birthday first.' She scolded and Zay just rolled his eyes.
'Look, I'm new to the group, I've gotta let Riley know I care the most so I'm the favourite.' He retorted making Riley giggle. It was at this point that Farkle turned around and hit Zay.
'Zay, are you fucking serious, you've been our friend for two years and you still aren't the favourite, it's not gonna happen.'
'Umm guys hello.' Riley yelled as the three friends started to bicker.
'Sorry sugar, I know Lucas is the favourite cause ya know' Zay stated winking through the phone making everyone roll their eyes.
'Anyway happy birthday Riley, can we come up, are Maya and Lucas done with their surprise?' Farkle questioned through the phone.
'What surprise?' Riley inquired.
'We all just figured Lucas and Maya where surprising you, that's why we didn't come over. Now that I think of it they never mentioned it.' Farkle replied while climbing through Riley's window with Smackle and Zay in tow.
Riley got up from her bed and quickly hugged her friends who all had a balloon each and a big teddy bear. They all sat back down in the bay window and looked around for any sign of Lucas and Maya.
'Surely they didn't forgot, its your 18th. Although I mean now that I think of it Lucas didn't say anything, I thought it was just cause I can't keep a secret. But surely you brought it up Riles, you mentioned it to me like 8 times.' Zay spoke attempting to comfort Riley.
'I never brought it up around him cause I thought he was planning a surprise and I didn't want him to spoil it.' Riley peered sadly, she had accepted it, they must have just forgot. The group sat for a moment contemplating the situation, had the others really forgot?
'Well, for now let's do something fun, how about your favourite activity, Mini golf?' Farkle beamed and the group jumped up and ran out the window.
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Riley stumbled into her bedroom at 8 after going out with her friends. After mini golf Riley had still heard nothing from Lucas and Maya, so in an attempt to cheer her up, while Smackle and Farkle weren't looking,  Zay gave Riley some alcohol he had bought with his fake ID. Although Riley thought she was fine, the tequila had really hit her just as she reached home and she was now feeling really tipsy. She burst open her door and jumped onto her bed feeling a little lethargic. Just as she was closing her eyes she looked up and saw Lucas walking slowly out of her closet.
'Hi sweet girl' Lucas hummed walking over and embracing Riley. As soon as Riley was enclosed in his arms the smell of alcohol hit his nostrils and he jumped back.
'Riley-' He started but she bounced up and slapped and his arm.
'You're silly you forgot my birthday' She pouted her arms folded on her chest. It was at this point she had realised that Riley was most definitely drunk.
'Maya' Lucas called causing Maya to slid out from under Riley's bed.
'Ok, Huckleberry what don't you understand about pretend you forgot and I'll jump out in twenty and surprise her' Maya sassed pulling out her airpods.
'No Maya, abort mission she's drunk' Lucas spoke ushering to Riley who was singing and playing with her hair.
'NO fair, you said I couldn't get her drunk' Maya pouted hitting Lucas.
'OWW, no I didn't get her drunk, it must have been Zay.'
'Oh, well mad respect he did what I wasn't brave enough to do.' Maya beamed while pumping her fist to the sky. Lucas rolled his eyes and looked down at Riley, pushing her hair out of her face.
'Well what are we gonna do now?' Lucas questioned.
'I mean she had her fun today, let's just take her up there and sleep, she can see it in the morning.' Maya replied. Lucas picked Riley up as she was now silently sleeping and walked her to the roof, he placed her down right in the middle of himself and Maya and kissed her on the forehead.
'Night beautiful, Happy birthday'.
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Riley woke up with a pounding headache, she groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. It wasn't for a second that she noticed that the sun was quite a lot brighter than usual. She stretched her arms out expecting to be in her bed but instead was met by two hard objects.
'Ow', Lucas groaned after Riley's fist connected with his face. Maya laughed as she looked over at the exact moment that Riley's fist had connected.
'What are you two doing here. Why are we outside?' Riley questioned looking around. They were on the roof of their building laying on about 20 pillows and a large tarp was in front of them.
'Well princess, if you hadn't have gone out and gotten smashed, this was your birthday surprise.' Lucas replied kissing her hand.
'Yeah it's not gonna work now but we set this up with a projector we bought you and we were gonna watch your favourite movies, we still can we just have to wait till tonight .' Maya laughed pointing to the projector.
'That's why we had to hold off seeing you, we wouldn't have been able to not tell you for that long, plus we wanted some suspense and for you to spend some time with your family.' Lucas followed, embracing Riley in a small hug.
Riley stiffled a laugh and replied, 'I love you guys, even if your surprises never work out'. They all laughed and hugged each other while Riley looked over at her 'Happy birthday' sign. Best birthday ever, she thought to herself.
A/n Ok so thanks for reading, I can't believe these characters would be all grown up now, its crazy. I had no idea where to go with this but it carried well I feel. Let me know and send prompts, I have one to do which hopefully I'll do soon.
-xo Bay
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Chapter 16: Reunited
The windshield wipers on the Bug did a very poor job of keeping up with the literal sheets of rain that were hitting the windshield. Emma could barely see anything, as she drove slowly through town.
"Dammit...what the hell is with this storm?!" she cursed.
"It's almost like a physical manifestation of the battle between good and evil," August mentioned.
"Or it could just be a thunderstorm; albeit a really violent one," she argued.
"It's November...thunderstorms happen in summer usually," he argued back.
"But not always. It was unseasonably warm today," she said. He shrugged.
"I suppose," he admitted.
"Besides...do you really think if Cora had the power to conjure anything magically that she'd choose a thunderstorm?" Emma asked.
"Oh, I didn't say Cora did this," he replied. She looked at him in disbelief.
"Wait...you think I'm the reason for this?" she asked. He shrugged again.
"Not in a bad way. But until we came to town, things didn't change around here. I bet the weather was pretty predictable too. It's not all your fault though. Your parents getting closer is contributing to the change too I'm sure," August mused.
"Or maybe it's just a storm. You know, you don't have to analyze everything," she grumbled. He chuckled.
"You know me...the author. I can't help myself," he said, as he flipped through the book and then jumped when the book glowed and started flipping itself.
"What the hell is it doing?" Emma asked, as the page landed on the Troll bridge and the scene where her parents were saying goodbye to each other, just after her mother had tried on her grandmother's ring.
"It's trying to tell us something...turn around," he said.
"What?" she asked.
"The bridge...I think that's where they are," he replied. She slowed and did a u-turn, before speeding off in the other direction.
~*~
Snow couldn't get enough of him, as he kissed her passionately and neither could he. Her years of hardship and his years of abuse melted away, as a love renewed and reunited took over. Those years wouldn't be easily forgotten or just fade away, but now that they were together again, they would become easier to deal with.
"It was you...and I never knew until now," she mentioned fondly, as their lips parted. He looked at her with confusion.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She stood up and pulled him with her, as she brought them back to the magical sapling.
"We made this, Charming…" she told him. But he still looked confused.
"When?" he asked and she looked at him coyly.
"The day you and Wilby rescued me from the woodcutter," she replied.
"The woodcutter? But you weren't…" he started to say, but then stopped and his eyes widened in realization.
"It was you…" he said. She nodded, as tears filled her eyes again.
"You saved me that day...before you even knew me," she sniffed.
"It was your hand that brushed mine that day," he said. She nodded.
"And we made this. It's pure light magic…" she agreed.
"Born of our true love...that's incredible," he marveled, as he put his arms around her and pulled her close. Snow's eyes fluttered closed, as he leaned down and kissed her again.
"Oh Charming…" she breathed, as he pressed his forehead against hers and she relished being held by him once again. She had spent endless, cold nights imagining his strong arms around her and she could remember him so vividly that she could swear sometimes that she could still feel his kiss on her lips. And at least, it was real again. But she still had so much to tell him.
"There's something else you need to know…" she started to say.
"It's about August," she continued.
"Yeah...I guess as cursed David Nolan, I assumed he was yours biologically, but now I know he can't be," he replied. She nodded.
"August is Pinocchio," she revealed and his eyes widened.
"Seriously?" he asked and she watched his brows furrowed in confusion again.
"But...how did he get to this land?" he asked and then watched a few more tears slip down her cheeks.
"He was already here when I came through the wardrobe...scared and alone," she replied.
"But...the wardrobe only took one," he said, trying to reason it out.
"They lied to us, Charming. Blue and Geppetto lied," she told him and he blinked.
"August has blamed himself all his life...but it is not his fault," she said.
"You're right...it's not. He was just a little boy," he agreed.
"My little boy...he's my baby too and I love him," she said. He smiled at her.
"He's a wonderful man...though being raised by you, there would be no doubt of that," he said, as he caressed her cheek.
"And that's why I know that I'll come to love him too. He's part of you," he told her and she broke down in relief at that. She was never really worried about him not accepting August, but the situation was a bit awkward. August was David's age now, after all, but she knew her husband would still easily accept their mother/son relationship. She also knew he had already forged a friendship with her son and knew it could now grow into a familial type relationship as well.
"And then there's Emma...she's so amazing, Snow," he marveled. She beamed at that and nodded.
"She's so much like you, my love. She has your smile, which always made me laugh and cry at the same time and she has absolutely no tact whatsoever," she said, in amusement and it made him grin.
"And the baby...I can't believe you named him after me," he said, incredibly touched by that.
"Oh, I didn't do that. Emma did...it was all her, but then she grew up with stories of her daddy. She's been waiting a long time to meet you," she said fondly.
"I have too...I guess I'm just surprised. I thought she might hate me for not being here," he replied.
"Never...she knows why you weren't with us and knows exactly where to place that anger. Her belief never wavered, but I think we have August to thank for that," she explained.
"The book…" he realized. As David, he could have never imagined that the book he had been reading to Emma's son was all true.
"August recorded all our stories in that book?" he asked. She nodded.
"It was the strangest thing, but it gave him purpose. He has struggled with blaming himself and with his anger at Geppetto. But one day, this pen just showed up in his locker and it literally helped him write the book. I don't know how it's possible that a magical pen found its way to him...but it did. And it made all the difference," she replied.
"Well, I'm sure you had a bit to do with making a difference in his life too. He loves you...I could easily see that, even cursed," he said, making her smile softly.
"Oh David...our daughter and August got me through those years without you. But so did thinking that at least you were safe. And you weren't," she lamented.
"Hey...I'm okay now though," he assured. But she knew him better than that. Years of abuse wouldn't just disappear now, but her husband was notorious for hiding his own pain and emotions, all while making sure he put her needs first. All while ignoring his own.
"Charming...I know you and I won't let you hide your pain from me or try to minimize what you went through at Kathryn's hands," she admonished.
"It's not even her fault...not really," he said.
"You know she's been cursed to be this way," he added.
"Maybe...but it doesn't diminish what you've been through," she said, as she took his hands in her own.
"I love it that you'd rather focus on me and our family, but we're not going to let your pain go unnoticed, my love," she promised, as she stroked his cheek and he leaned into her touch.
"Finally being a family is what I really want. I have enough faith in our love that it can heal us both," he said and she smiled softly.
"And I know it's going to take time for us both, but I'm done letting any more of that time get away from us. We're meant to be together and evil tore us apart," he said.
"I know. But we won't let it happen again. Cora is going to lose," she promised, as she hugged him again. She pulled back and he cupped her face, as he kissed her again. She lost herself in him for a few moments again, before their lips parted and he pressed his forehead against hers.
"What about the sapling?" he asked.
"We must leave it here for now and hope it's protected. It's powerful...and Cora will destroy it if she knows about it," she replied.
"We'll keep it safe here for now and when we can, we'll move it," he agreed. Tears filled her eyes again and she kissed him tenderly, as she stroked his handsome face.
"I still can't believe I have you back, after all this time...and that you even still want me," she sniffed.
"Hey...of course I want you. I will always want you and love you, my darling," he assured, as he held her close.
"Mom! David?" they heard a faint calling and Snow gasped.
"It's Emma…" she breathed.
"EMMA! We're in here!" she called excitedly.
"She found us," Snow said. He smiled at her.
"Was there ever any doubt?" he asked, as their daughter made their way to them.
"Mom!" Emma called, as she rushed to her and they shared a tight hug, as David looked on with love and wonder in his eyes.
"Are you guys okay?" she asked, as they parted. Snow beamed at her and then held her face in her hands.
"We're better than okay," she gushed, as she looked at David and noticed how his eyes were watering.
"Honey...he got his memory back," Snow whispered. She gaped, as she looked at the man she only knew from all her mother and August's stories. She swallowed thickly, as she approached him, just as August found his way in behind her.
"Oh Auggie...I have him back," she gushed, as she hugged him tightly. He smiled and hugged her back.
"I'd ask if you're okay, but I guess you're better than okay," he whispered, as they watched Emma approach her father.
"Dad?" she squeaked and tears slipped down his cheeks.
"Emma…" he said in a choked voice, as she rushed into his arms and he hugged her tightly and gently cradled the back of her head with his hand. Emma instantly felt a sense of safety in his arms and now understood everything her mother had ever told her about him. She could see and feel how much he loved her; like it was just oozing from him.
"I've been waiting a long time for this," Emma said, as she smiled at him.
"I'm sorry it too so long, princess," he replied and she shook her head.
"That's not your fault," she assured, as August and Snow joined them.
"Part of that is kind of my fault," August said.
"No...it's not. Snow told me," David replied, as he put a hand on the other man's shoulder.
"Thank you...you were there for Snow and Emma when I couldn't be. None of this is your fault," he assured and August felt relief at that. No matter how many times his mother had told him the same, it still meant a lot hearing it from David.
"How did you know where we were?" Snow asked curiously.
"That was August…" Emma said.
"The book just kind of helped us along...but what is that?" August, as he pointed at the sapling.
"That is the reason David has his memories back. It's a sapling that we created from our true love. From a time we met without even knowing it," Snow said fondly, as she sided up to her husband and he smiled gently at her.
"What are you talking about? I don't remember this story," Emma said.
"Yeah...this sapling isn't in the book," August added.
"We'll tell you the whole story on the way home. It sounds like the storm is finally letting up," Snow said.
"Yeah...we better get back. Regina is freaking out, but I begged her to stay at City Hall and make her speech," Emma replied.
"She's going to win...we're going to win," Snow said, as they made their way out of the cave.
~*~
Sidney Glass waltzed into the Mayor's office late that evening, finding her pacing the floor and nursing a drink.
"Where the hell have you been?!" she snapped, as he closed the door. He was covered in mud and dripping wet all over her clean floor, which disgusted her.
"I'm fine...thanks for asking," he said. He was not in the mood to be pushed around by her.
"You won't be unless you have good news for me," she growled.
"I'm afraid I lost her...hopefully she met a bad end," he responded. Her eyes widened and filled with fury.
"Hopefully? Hopefully?" she hissed.
"Get back out there and find them! They cannot come home. If you are implicated in this plot, you know that people will assume that I hired you!" she shouted, finally losing her usual composure.
"Don't worry, Madam Mayor...I'll deny your involvement," he assured, but she snorted derisively.
"Oh yes...because you're so trustworthy!" she snapped and then approached him.
"And need I remind you, Mr. Glass...if I lose this election and she has survived...there will be little I can do to protect you," she reminded and he frowned.
"However, if you decide to suddenly get honest, I can promise you that I will hire someone to take care of you and believe me, I will make sure they will not bungle this job, like you bungled yours!" she promised.
"What do we do now?" he asked. She was about to answer when someone knocked on her office door. It opened and she found that it was Kathryn and her father, looking weary and disappointed.
"The election results are in…" he announced.
~*~
After the debate and everyone had voted, they had waited for the storm to let up enough to head to Granny's. They were all about to head out and help with the search when Emma finally called Regina to tell her that they had found them and they were okay. Now they were just waiting for them to arrive and biding time while they waited for election results as well.
"More coffee?" Ruby asked, but Regina's thoughts had absorbed her and she didn't hear the waitress. Ethan smiled at her and nodded for a refill. Ruby left and he reached over to squeeze her hand. She finally looked up and he smiled gently.
"They're okay...they should be here any minute," he assured. She nodded.
"And you're going to win," he added.
"Unless my mother has one of her cronies stuffing the ballot box as we speak," he reminded.
"Graham is overseeing the counting process himself," he reminded. She rolled her eyes.
"Graham means well, but if my mother pulls something, he won't stop it, as much as he may want to," she replied.
"Perhaps...but several others are there as well. The results will be counted fairly," he assured. She hoped he was right, but even if he was, it wouldn't stop her mother from plotting against them.
At that moment, the diner door swung open and her family shuffled in, cold, wet, but unharmed nonetheless. She jumped up and immediately hugged her step-sister tightly.
"What the hell happened?" she asked.
"It was Sidney Glass and a couple of his goons. They cornered me while I was running errands and knocked me out. When I woke up, we were in the woods. I think they were going to push me off a cliff or something, but I got away. Thankfully, David found me and saved my life," she said, as she looked back at him.
"Oh my God...how terrible. I've got hot cocoa on the way," Ruby said, as she hurried back to the kitchen.
"Well, if Sidney Glass was involved, then the Mayor most assuredly was as well," Emma said, as Granny came back with a stack of blankets. Neal put little David back in his highchair and wrapped a blanket around Emma.
"Thanks…" she said, as their eyes met.
"Just glad everyone is okay, especially you," he replied, as she looked at him again and failed to noticed David's scrutinizing stare on him. Snow noticed, of course, and lightly elbowed him in the ribs. They shared a look, their unspoken communication restored, and he relented for the moment, as he grabbed and blanket and gently put it around her. He, however, didn't refrain from boldly pulling her into his arms and holding her, making a firm statement. If there was any question in the status of his relationship with the woman they only knew as Mary Margaret Swan at the moment, that was answered in that one simple, yet intimate gesture. David was a bit more cautious and subtle, but neither of those were attributes Charming shared with his cursed self. And Regina instantly noticed. She looked at her sister and saw the grin that spread across her face and then looked back at David.
"Oh my God…" she murmured in realization and he nodded to her in affirmation. She, of course, wanted to know that whole story, but this wasn't the time or place.
"We should get you to the hospital though after we warm up a bit. You have a pretty bad bump to your head," David mentioned.
"I'm fine," she assured.
"He's right, Mom…" Emma chimed in and she sighed. She knew she wasn't getting out of a visit to the hospital, but she wasn't really going to argue. She had her husband back and they were finally a family. They were also possibly very close to a victory against Cora, so nothing, not even a trip to the hospital could spoil her good mood.
Regina sighed and started to pace again, as they waited.
"It's going to be okay," Snow said, as she reached out and clasped her sister's hands.
"She's right...you're going to win this," David said. She nodded and looked around, noticing that most were absorbed in their own conversations.
"How did this happen?" she asked and they exchanged a glance.
"Long story...but we'll tell you everything when we can. The important thing is that I remember," he said softly, as he squeezed Emma's shoulder and continued to hold Snow close. He would have hugged Emma too, but it would have raised too many questions to everyone else. Instead, they watched her lift their grandson from his highchair and bring him over.
"We should get that cut on your head looked out before it gets much later," Regina said. Snow reluctantly agreed and Archie came in, just as they were getting ready to leave.
"The election results are in…" he said, as they all waited with bated breath for him to reveal the outcome...
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scarletvisionss · 2 years ago
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I have so much respect that you wrote Wanda to have post partum depression, and I wanted o ask two things: (only answer this ask it is okay)
1. How did Wanda really feel when Auggie was such a tiny baby? Like is she super protective? My mom had post partum and till this day she’s always tell me she loved me but it was a real battle
2. Does Wanda ever feel like she is owing Auggie something? And u like to think Auggie reels her she loves her all the time, like how was the first time Auggie told her she loved her for wanda?
I think Wanda's post-partum depression mostly centered around her fear that she would disappoint Auggie, and be a bad mother, to the point where she started thinking she *was* a bad mother, especially when she was so exhausted from not sleeping and a little bit cranky. She thought that Auggie deserved perfection and that since she was far from perfect that she was a terrible mother and a terrible person and it all kind of spiralled into this awful grief-stricken place for her, compounded by the untreated depression she'd had for years beforehand since her parents died, and her hormones were just all out of wack. I wanted, in part, to be faithful to parts of Wanda's comic canon, and in some of her most recent comics, she's sober because she's on antidepressants, and a vegetarian. In my fic, she's been sober since she got pregnant, and her diet skews more towards vegetarianism, though she does still eat meat sometimes, and a lot of that is because Auggie hates meat, haha. I also wanted, in part, to write a character who... is a little like me in that way. I've been on antidepressants for most of my life now, and while I've never had any kids or anything and never been through Wanda's situation, I do know what it's like to live with a bad brain that makes you sad. So it's kind of therapeutic, in a way, to write Wanda. (And Vis, but more on that later.)
2. Babies learn to say "I love you" very young, at least in my experience with my nieces and nephew, because babies learn how to talk through repeting the people around them. So one of Auggie's first sentences was probably something like "Love you," since Wanda says it too her all the time. I don't know that Wanda feels like she owes Auggie more than the typical "I'm her parent so I owe it to her to give her the best life I can," but she definitely feels a bit more pressure to make Auggie happy as a single parent. Sometimes Wanda really worries that she's not enough for Auggie - I'd consider it her biggest irrational fear - but that's definitely not true. To Auggie, Wanda's the entire universe. All Auggie has ever known is Wanda's unconditional love and sacrifice to make her happy. Auggie loves Wanda probably exactly as much as Wanda loves Auggie, which is with her whole heart. I sort of projected onto this fic in reverse, in a way, as I was raised by a single mother since age ten and know how much my mom has struggled and sacrificed for me, and the older I get the more I love and respect her for it. My mom's pretty much my whole world, and I imagine Auggie feels the same way. And when she's older - even though, quite obviously, her family situation will be much different with Vis and her siblings in the picture - I like to think that she'll look back at those first five years and feel the same about Wanda.
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uygmoeb · 3 years ago
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ndjajska sometimes just an hour long shower must happen ya know? it cleanses the soul or something lol but to answer your question, i have been alright save for getting sick with a cold D: I'm feeling my throat more as well so that's just swell lol. so I'm on medicine and tea with honey lockdown mode. how about you if i may ask? hopefully not getting sick like me! but no that is understandable, while it cam be tempting to like, go back to comfort of something from before. sometimes it is better to stick to how things are and especially if they are treating you well!
oof that sounds tricky to habdle if not careful! i use photopea and it is a good program to use for gfx and gifs. a bit tricky to use but it has basic ps aspects so if ever feeling a bit on the wild side as i like to say, you can give that a try to see if it is better for you! you may never know, it may treat you well ^_^ if you need help with gifs i can be happy to help. I'm new myself but i can tell you the basic info for sure! ah procrastination, my dear old friend xD yeah i can relate. it is why i joke and call myself a lazy panda hdjajshs BUT i saw the edit and you said you fixed what you did originally and yayayayy!! I'm proud of ya auggie!! this calls for a happy dance *happy dances*
no you made perfect sense love!! that is very much true!! cc on here while do carry tumblr on their backs i agree, are still normal people ya know? they do this and we are grateful BuT that doesn't mean they are better than everyone else (and the same can be said for idols for sure! we are fans and we can support but they are human still) and we shouldn't like, bow down to their feet as they say ya know? oof sadly once you are apart of the overthinking train, you cannot get off. i tried my dear bean, but alas =/ a mood though! or like after you sent it and then they dont reply (which of course is normal) but you cannot help but overthink did yhe text not sound too mean? and you stare at it for like a while and then try to send a more lightheated text just to be sure hdjajdjs.
aww *blushies* this actually made me smile ahh, hehe i am really like honored you said that! ^0^ i always want to have someome feel comfy when talking to me so to know that you feel like that, i feel like i did my job! (oof since when did the holidays come so quickly like what is concept of time? but besides being sick i am excited as well!! i am itching to release my gifts hehe) ~moa Santa aka please send and don't get lost cx
oh no love :( getting sick is no good, i hope u can feel better soon my dear :( what kind of tea do u drink w/ honey?? or is it just like. normal tea ? but i've been ok!! work has been.. interesting just bc ive been getting to know some of the people better and theyre.. interesting.. some people are odd to me and not in a bad way, just a 'ive never met anyone like this idk how to act around u' kind of way hskfhgks
so ive been thinking about trying out actual ps and just. buying it bc i love to make art so much but this program is killing me and my motivation is getting dragged through the dirt :/ but i may try that first !! i actually tried making gifs at one point and ive never given up on something so fast.. i have much admiration and appreciation for gif makers bc i.. cannot lol but a lazy panda pls thats so cute actually :( thank u tho love <3
ccs really do carry tumblr huh? hskfhsk i think about this all the time, but like,, if a big enough chunk of the gif making community left tumblr would be... a shell of what it was and not nearly enough people appreciate them like they should :( esp with all the posts i see about stolen content like cmon y'all.. remember how we were talking about sending nice anons?? one of my favorite things to do is send really nice ones to ccs that make gifs and gfx bc i know some of them put in a lot of work for such little in return.. but i also know they make them bc it makes them happy and they love the content they're creating for but still, somebody has to give them the appreciation they deserve >:(
ive actually gotten a lot better with my overthinking lately honestly, and a lot has to do with the fact that i like. dont rlly have friends anymore LMAO but idk,, for some things i just cant bring myself to care enough to overthink.. atleast not in the moment however when i try to go to sleep? prime overthinking time :)
so i have a random question for u. what music have u been listening to lately? ive been listening to the same stuff over and over again and im getting sick of it which is bad and i need smth else hskgjlds
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svnnysidevp · 5 years ago
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c can i hab the s ship meme ??? 🥺 for all of them hehehehe
𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗲  /  * ACCEPTING  !
i love gi n thats on periodt
𝒏𝒐𝒆𝒍 & 𝒓𝒚𝒖𝒋𝒊𝒏  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  noel . no questions asked . he used to be very picky about touching gross things but he’d do it for ryujin , as she is , as in most cases of his life , the exception ! if not noel he’d get one of the other guys to do it LOL
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  noel and YES of course the ring is massive and brag-worthy . who do you think he is ?
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  noel . it was when he was still an idol and ryujin was their makeup artist . he’d done it backstage while waiting for their performance at a music show and was being a menace , as usual ( not that ryujin turned away ! ) .
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  noel , at first ! it’s mostly noel , but over time ryujin starts to plan things for them even if he insists that she just sit back and relax as he spends most of the time planning and deciding what would make her feel happiest .
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  ryujin , because technically she did and it was the worst few months of noel’s life .
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  both ! only they show it in different ways : noel unleashes a total verbal smackdown on his target and ryujin just gets extra affectionate with him ! it’s worth noting that ryujin got very jealous even before they’d start officially dating so . :) 
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  noel , surprisingly enough . for someone with such an active social life and penchant for butting into other people’s circles he’s discovered he really likes staying in bed with ryujin and watching dumb videos and letting her put makeup on him .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  noel ! hc that the first few days after their first breakup and also pre-auggie he would still be sending her daily updates about what he did that day and all the piece of shit things he did and he’d end it , always , saying that he missed her . nowadays they don’t really text each other at that time because they rarely spend nights apart !
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  noel . no contest . he’s also the same person who gets ryujin to discover this side of herself that no one else has managed to crack so . :~)
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  noel !!! it took a while before ryujin said it back but when she did , it was overdue , but still glorious .
𝒋𝒊𝒂𝒆 & 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  younghyun doesn’t kill it , only takes it outside .
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  younghyun !!! it’s with a ring he worked really hard to buy because he wants jiae to have the best things : (
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  younghyun . it was after this whole ’ you’re a camgirl and i know ! ‘ confrontation but it was very soft and sweet , especially compared to the kisses that happened …. after that ….
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  younghyun ! like noel , he likes planning things for jiae , although with him it’s more of a collaborative effort .
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  neither are u kidding me … he’s been in love with , AND having wet dreams abt her since forever why wld he stop his dreams from coming tru now .
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  both ! jiae is jealous of all the attention he gets as the campus track star and younghyun is acutely aware of the way ppl look at her . luckily they like to remind each other exactly who they belong to :-)
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  jiae ! i wouldn’t say either of them are particularly lazy , but since younghyun’s an athlete and works at his family’s store he can’t really afford ? to be lazy ? but he does like the days he can just sit back and unwind w his gf .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  jiae sends him tasteful nudes . younghyun doesn’t reply except two seconds later he’s already knocking at her door .
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  jiae due to profession ? but younghyun is aware of how nasty he can be so they’re both experienced in their own ways :~)
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  younghyun , the sap he is .
𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 & 𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒆  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  miles .
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  miles ! god ok im getting emotional thinking abt just how hard he worked for his ring too : (
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  auggie . tbh miles was still on the fence abt dating one of his best friends’ exes and was nervous and sweaty palmed all night . but the date turned out really well and ended with her kissing him as sweet as he thought it’d be and suddenly all thoughts of betrayal ? OUT THE WINDOW BABY !!!
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  auggie ! miles , too , but tbh it’s nice to feel like he doesn’t have to be super … on top or in charge of things with her ? when he pushes he feels the push back and it’s new and takes getting used to but also very nice .
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  auggie did , technically , during their first big fight ! since they got back together though it’s never crossed either of their minds :~) .
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  miles ! auggie being a youtuber means lots and lots of fans coming up to her and trying to get too close but miles tries to keep it in line because it makes her happy ! beside he’s the one who gets to eat her out every night anyway !
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  auggie ! miles is notorious for working to the point of fatigue . auggie is his rest .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  miles ; see above . auggie’s reply always comes kind of chiding or chastising , telling him to stop working and just come home .
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  auggie ? not by much , but auggie . miles has always proven too busy for romantic affairs !
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  miles , through tears as auggie patched him up after his fist fight with noel !
𝒋𝒊𝒏𝒂 & 𝒘𝒚𝒂𝒕𝒕  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  jina . NSJKDFNSJ
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  wyatt ! he puts together a little short film for her before getting down on one knee . it’s beautiful and jina hasn’t said yes to anything faster .
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  jina . highkey it was when wyatt had had a fight with his girlfriend and jina had to pick him up from a bar kinda tipsy too and after a drunken confession spills out it just … happens ! it was only inevitable !
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  wyatt ! jina is very new to this whole romance thing , so wyatt is kind of ? leading the way for them , trying to figure out at what pace she’d be most comfortable since she doesn’t want to overwhelm !
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  jina , being as flighty as she is , would occasionally feel like she’s too much for wyatt ?? or feel like she doesn’t deserve him n baso just gets anxious and uncertain abt their future . but it’s always wyatt coaxing her back to bed , reassuring her that for her he’ll always be around : ( .
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  wyatt ! at first , at least . then when he gets a girlfriend the turns …. they table ….
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  wyatt ! he and jina take naps until noon some days it’s peak romance .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  probably jina ?
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  jina !!! wyatt’s been hung up on the same girl for a while now so he hasn’t that much time to get … out there .
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  wyatt , thanks to alcohol and how pretty jina looked and how nice it felt when she kissed him for the first time , finally !
𝒑𝒂𝒙𝒕𝒐𝒏 & 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  neither . they’re both afraid . SNFKJDSNF
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  paxton ! it’s at disneyland on an anniversary date and valentine cries .
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  valentine . it was for the fake dating exp obv ! we don’t talk abt how much pax actually liked it !!!
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  valentine ! paxton gets v overwhelmed and anxious and uncertain planning things so for the most part it’s her holding the ropes . when he does plan things for her though he tries his best !!!
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  paxton feels like he isn’t enough for her sometimes and probably deserves someone better , especially when they’re months into fake dating and haven’t broken up yet . he thinks she wants to break up but is too scared of hurting his feelings so he brings it up only for them to have a fight . NJSDFNSJDF
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  valentine ! she’s v aware of how many people flock to paxton after his band performs . not like he notices or anything . he’s very one track minded ( aka valentine-centric ! ) . 
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  paxton !
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  probably valentine ? with a new idea for a youtube video , or their plans for the next day . pax replies and tells her to get some sleep !
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  paxton !!! valentine’s had boyfriends but none of them have made her nut so . NFJKSDNFJS
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  paxton , thanks to the aforementioned fight in number 5 !
𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏 & 𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒆  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  colin . it’s a very easy task for him to do .
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  colin ! it’s set like a mystery scavenger hunt akin jake and amy’s proposal in b99 and it’s v cute .
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  penny . colin missed too many hints !
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  colin , because he likes to plan things for her ! 
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  penelope because uhh hes a murderer . NSDKJFNS and yet …. the way they find their way back to each other regardless ….. 
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  colin ! it manifests after after . every hickey on penny’s neck has a different name .
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  penny ! colin usually doesn’t take days off but at pen’s insistence he does like spending more time at home , now that he doesn’t feel lonely in it .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  probably colin ? because he’s on business trips all the time !!
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  penny ! colin just also happens to . know what he likes :innocent: NJFKSNF
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  colin , and penny says it immediately back !
𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔 & 𝒏𝒂𝒐𝒎𝒊  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  naomi . she’s a lot tougher than he is .
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  moses , within the comforts of their apartment and probably the morning they first got together , so high on love , was like ‘ i’m so happy with her i could lit rally spend the rest of my life with her …. so I SHOULD !!! ‘ naomi said no , of course , but moses asks again a few years later . properly this time .
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  moses . on the one night nao decided she was going to put herself first and actually go on a date with someone else ! the clown she is !
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  moses !
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  naomi after she’d get fed up with pining after moses for so long and all the hot and cold and push and pull and his total lack of consequences … honestly even berlin thinks she deserves better dont quote her. NJSDFN
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  naomi at first ; she’s been jealous for years ! moses only realises he’s jealous a few years too late .
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  both of them ! they work well as roommates , have this unspoken agreement to just stay in and cuddle on some days .
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  probably moses ? when nao isn’t on tour with him and the band he sends her quick snaps of his day , no matter how blurry .
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  moses ! he falls in love in every city so duh . NSJKDFNS
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  moses , and of course he says it with the worst timing ever , thank u v much !
𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒚𝒆𝒐𝒏 & 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒊  !
𝐰𝐡𝐨   .  .  .  .
001. .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 ?  neither ? somi serenades it and seungyeon lets it rest on one of her flowers on their porch , so long as it isn’t bothering anyone !
002. .   .   .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 ?  somi , with a slow song she prepared for her and a dance to accompany it . she picks out seungyeon’s fave flowers and scatters it on the floor ! true romantic .
003.  .   .   .   𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  seungyeon during their fake dating shenanigans , but it’s somi who initiates the first real kiss when she realises she can’t keep pretending this is just pretend !
004.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ?  somi !
005.  .   .   .   𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ?  somi after her ex came crawling back to her but honestly it only took her a few dates to realize that … oh … she doesn’t … like her anymore ???
006.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 ?  seungyeon ! because she’s obliv to the LITERAL HEART EYES somi has when she’s around .
007.  .   .   .   𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐫 ?  somi operates on a more flexible schedule so she’d be more relaxed with a day indoors with her , dancing ‘round the room in their underwear and doing couple things even if they are … surprise …. NOT a couple !!!
008.  .   .   .   𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝟑𝐀𝐌 ?  somi sends her snippets of songs she’s working on because they’re all dedicated to her .
009.   .   .   .  𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ?  somi !
010.   .   .   .  𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 ?  seungyeon ; somi has always said it in other ways that didn’t require words , but that doesn’t mean her heart doesn’t stop when seungyeon tells her that for the first time !
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future fics
here’s just a bullet point list at what’s coming next, in the general order they’re coming, most are gmw
five times riley matthews fell for maya hart and one time maya hart fell for riley matthews (gmw) : what it says on the tin. fell is meant literally. 
i can do that (gmw) : little kid!zay. his dance origin story. 
waiting for you (gmw): uhhh this is kinda the opposite of a josh/maya fic, it’s sorta lucaya, but it’s more so just about maya’s character
dear future husband (gmw): how riley lowered her expectations after dating mishaps, and how farkle slowly started to build them back up again
[request]
end of a love affair: maya getting over lucas, and the relationship they never really had. 
amy/rory one shot (dw) - unknown
[miscellaneous au]
alison (gmw): lucas/maya, future high school reunion au. songfic to alison by elvis costello
maybe (gmw): lucas/maya at the end of a painful relationship. they still love each other, but it’s not that simple. maybe it’s time to let go. but maybe...
[request]
like i’m gonna lose you (gmw): lucas/maya, you never really know how much time you have left. lucas and maya decide to make the most of theirs.
missing you (gmw): clique six friendship fic, maya centric. every time maya feels herself falling, she turns to her friends. and in the end, she always comes back to riley. 
[request]
[miscellaneous au]
coat of many colors (gmw): little kid!maya, involves cute katy/maya moments and maya having pride in her family
[request]
it’s gotta be love (gmw): lucaya au, lucas wakes up at some unknown apartment, head pounding from a massive hangover. all he remembers is this girl, not her name, just her, and wow, why are his knees weak all of a sudden?
[miscellaneous au]
miserable at best (gmw): set after lucas and riley break up but maya is still hung up on josh, and even though he’s finally realized he wants her, all he really wants is for her to be happy, even if that means he’s miserable
[request]
all shades of blue (gmw): yes, another lucas/maya, lucas helping maya heal. she wants to sink into her sadness. he won’t let her. 
[miscellaneous au]
[request]
i’ll follow you into the dark (gmw): actually the angstiest lucas/maya fic ever, cancer!au
[miscellaneous au]
[request]
you (gmw): yes, bite me it’s another lucaya fic, okay?
[request]
learn how to fight (gmw): letter from lucas friar addressed to maya hart - never sent
[miscellaneous au]
over you (gmw): lucas and maya both trying to get over each other. not canon compliant. 
people will say we’re in love (gmw): the only fluffy fic i will ever write. people are starting to notice maya and lucas getting closer, and they don’t like it. 
tie a yellow ribbon round the ol’ oak tree (gmw): farkle is coming to see if riley might just want him back again. if she does, she knows what to do. she knows where to find him. if she doesn’t, well, it’ll be his fault. 
requests under the cut! (always open, but may not be done in a timely manner)
"I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own.” Amy x Rory or Lucaya.
could you do Riarkle, where Farkle tries to save Riley from a dangerous situation, but she gets seriously hurt despite his efforts and Farkle blames himself for it?
Rilaya — "Why are you avoiding me?"
1: “Come over here and make me.” Riarkle please :)
Riarkle, “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”
Lucaya, “I wish I could hate you.”
“Kiss me.” Lucaya
“I thought you were dead.” Claire/Charlie please!
Romione “I thought you were dead.” !!!
Amy and Rory, right after Amy get sent back by the angel to Rory (you might've already done this one) :)
Riarkle + their first major fight (angst and fluff please)
Angsty Romione not long after the battle of hogwarts
Tenrose — Tentoo and Rose adapting to life after Journey's End
Topanga finding out she's pregnant (w/ Riley not Auggie, so when they were quite young) and telling Cory
Romione angst and fluff — The two dealing with nightmares and PTSD
Angsty Corpanga — Topanga's feelings/POV during the Lauren triangle
I'm watching A Town Called Mercy right now & I can't help thinking they could've added some small Amy and Rory scenes into the episode, can you do something with that?
"I like watching you. When you laugh, when you smile, when you’re passionately engaged in something you enjoy.” Amy x Rory
"You can’t tell me that all this time spent together has meant nothing to you.” Amy x Rory
"Remember what happened last time we played this game? I’m still looking for my dignity.” Either Amy x Rory or Lucas x Maya
"Stop borrowing flowers out of my garden to woo people who don’t even treat you right.” Lucas x Maya
“I did this all by myself. Can’t you be proud?" Amy x Rory
"You are small and full of anger.” Lucas x Maya
"I know I said I trust your judgement, but I’m thinking that maybe I shouldn’t." Lucas x Maya
“I could eat these cookies for the rest of my life.” Amy x Rory
"It took me a year to figure out how much you meant" Riarkle please xx
I have you shoved against the wall but now I can’t stop looking at your mouth/We’re hiding from the authorities and it’s very close quarters in here, I can feel your body against mine/We were pretending to be lovers but I’m not pretending anymore and I have to know if you feel the same way/you’re my clumsy roommate and I’m a nursing/med student and am constantly patching you up under the guise of ‘gaining experience’ but I just really like taking care of you/touching you - any for Amy/Rory :)
“I just want you to let me in, babe.” “Okay, I see that you’re trying to be romantic, but listen, I would. The door’s jammed.” For Lucaya
Things you said while I cried in your arms. Riarkle
can i request one in Riley's point of view (there isn't so much of that) like how she start to notice her feelings, maybe a confesion of her part at the end
I'd really like to see you write another zayadora something. If you could include something about the reasons why zay likes her, that would be amazing. Some possible prompts would be established zayadora facing heading off to college, an angsty school dance piece where zay can't help feeling jealous of Farkle, or zay asking Smackle out for the first time.
Riarkle: Riley realizes she's in love with Farkle during the worst day of her life.
"Look at me-- just breathe, okay." for Riarkle.
lucaya prompt where they set riley and farkle up after smarkle & rucas both break up, and then stay and spy on them throughout their date.
lucaya prompt where maya loves lucas and is all freaked out because commitment issues and hope is for suckers and lucas tells her he loves her first and maya is like wooosh thank god i love u too babe
okay so just because i love you and your writing so very very much, i've got a lucaya prompt for you: it's senior year of high school and maya's working really hard to get her grades up, to get into her dream school, and eventually an application comes at last minute saying she got into to whatever the dream school was, maybe nyu or brown, and lucas is there with her to open it because she's so nervous and her hands won't stop shaking and she asks him to open it for her and JUST FLUFF PLEASE
Riarkle: Riley and Farkle has a huge fight and Farkle refuses to talk to Riley. This is a story of Riley doing everything she can to get him to forgive her.
“I don’t know where I am. Help me” for Riarkle please. I love your writing btw!!
Riarkle Prompt: Rucas and Smarkle is broken up. Riley realizes her feelings for Farkle. She has been making advances towards him for several weeks now, but Farkle has failed to notice. The Farkle gets sick and Riley does everything she can to take care of him.
“I heard you scream. Nightmares again?” Riarkle
“Hey. Just look at me. Breathe.” Riarkle
“Hold my hand. You’re going to be fine.” Riarkle
“I could just use a hug.” Riarkle
Riarkle Prompt: Farkle notices that Riley has been off lately and he tries to get to the bottom of it by asking non-stop questions. Riley tries to answer as best as she can, but she can't tell him the real reason she's upset. Riley is in love with Farkle and he is seemingly interested in someone else.
“I’m at the hospital.” Lucaya, Maya is hurt
“Don’t touch me!” Lucaya
Riarkle prompt please. "I miss you, not the i haven't seen you in awhile kind of miss you, but the I wish you were here at this very moment kind of miss."
Riarkle prompt: Riley giggles when she's nervous and lately she's been giggling a lot around Farkle.
Farkle has been working a lot lately and Riley is starting to feel as though maybe Farkle isn't as interested in her, so Riley asks for the help of Smackle to try to get his attention.
Right when Farkle finally decides to give up his feelings for Riley, Riley decides to show Farkle how much she loves him.
scorbus' first kiss?
jiles, jax realises he likes miles and starts avoiding him bc he doesnt know how to handle it, but miles gets confused and hurt that his best friend his avoiding him until bianca points out why...
can you do me an angsty as hell peraltiago one? maybe one where jake is working on an emotionally exhausting case (something to do with a kid maybe), and he breaks down and amy comforts him??
Zayadora: Smackle meets parents or first date ask out or college goodbyes or typical hangout
Lucaya prompt- They go to the Carnival together for their first date and have a good time.
“Oh geeze, is that all my blood? Crap. Okay. Cool. I’m not panicking. Uh, shoot. Wow.” (peraltiago, this dialouge is ssooo jake)
“I’m worried about you.” lucaya
Riley starting to think Farkle will never ask her out especially when he starts being really friendly towards a new girl in his science club.
“Do you think that this was a bad idea?” + lucaya
“Do me a favor and never talk to me again. We’re done.” + lucaya
Could you write me some zayadora? I'm not particular about the prompt, but these ones did remind me of them. “I’ve heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason.” “Never lose your heart, use your head!” “I was lost in your spell.” “I believe there’s something in you.” “How can I resist you?”
Imagine Person A in a situation where they have to die so that Person B can live. A is only able to overcome their fear of dying by thinking of B’s smile, and how they’d be protecting it with their sacrifice. A dies peacefully - that is, they would have, if they didn’t suddenly realize how they’d never be able to see B’s smile again. → doctorrose
isadora/riley
For the I love you prompts can you do a lucaya with a shuddering gasp and/or with a whisper in the ear maybe make them kind of sexy 
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