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Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 617, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character, injured baby, kidnapped child

A NOTE FROM THE AUTHORESS: I am so sorry for not posting an update last week, but real life caught up to me! As an apology, I will post chapters 617 and 618 of Tattooed Wings and chapters 23 and 24 of Princess of Candy Coated Lies! Not only that, however I will also update chapters 20-40 of Tattooed Wings as well!

WORDS: 1114

Katie was sick for the rest of the day, eventually leading to the doctor on call to give her an IV for dehydration. I had sent Jackie a text, asking her to bring some chicken noodle soup for her niece. Elizabeth woke up and was automatically loopy, giggling and singing loudly before she conked out once more and woke up in a more lucid manner. The babies spent their time between their sisters and the patio, where they had discovered a nest of ladybugs living in a bush.

Peter and I both had made up a bed on a pull out futon that a nurse lugged in for our usage, and Pamela had stopped by with a duffle bag that she had packed with clothes for the family. Cathy stopped by a little while later with a portable baby cot for the babies to nap in, and Ephraim popped by with chicken noodle soup that Evans had made.

Peter’s sister and nieces and my brothers and their families popped by in groups of two or three, not wanting to overwhelm the sick girls. Jackie didn’t show up, which I thought was odd of her. I asked Ephraim if he knew what was going on with my little sister.

“I have no idea what is going on with her to be honest with you MC,” he told me as he loosened his tie from around his neck. Baby Olivia Rose was busy bopping around with the Ratajczyk babies, having already been accepted by ringleader little girl. Caleb and Julie had also came by with Baby Calista, and little girl looked absolutely overjoyed at the newest additions to her beloved army of babies.

Evans proudly presented me with his newly published cookbook, This Kitchen is Cooking With Love, which he signed with a flamboyant flourish at my request.

Katie would still get urpy from time to time, however not as horribly as when she first woke up. Elizabeth on the other hand was back to her otherwise happy go lucky, energetic self after her crash nap following waking up from oral surgery and was quickly approved to get out of bed and play with the Ratajczyk babies with only an IV drip feeding medicine into her arm port.

Gideon came in with a wrapped box, something that he found and bought as an impulse buy and figured that he could bestow his gift onto his two nieces. Elizabeth and Katie both tore into the wrapped parcel and came up with a Hunter a Killer mystery activities box.

“Cool!” yelled Elizabeth. “Thanks, Uncle Giddy!”

Gideon only smiled in fondness as the girl tore opened the box and pulled out evidence- a manilla envelope with writings in dark brown-black ink, photographs, a blood stained glove, autopsy reports, witness statements and a white domino face mask stained with dark red fingerprints.

“A Murder at the Masquerade Ball,” Elizabeth read from the introduction manual out loud. “Valentina Franklyn is a world renown author of the Lady Letter Mysteries series. When she is sent an invitation to attend a swanky masquerade ball by an anonymous friend, the bestselling mystery author finds herself enveloped in a real life murder and must utilize her knowledge to find the murderer.”

“DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!” screamed little girl dramatically before erupting into sweet baby giggles right before she returned to her favorite pastime of bossing her minions around.

Gideon snorted in mirth before returning back to his conversation with Peter on what was going on in Washinton DC. I returned to my current pastime of knitting Minion hats for the babies by using soft yellow, bright white and dark black yarn. I was knitting a Gru-like scarf of pink and green for little girl, cackling silently as I crafted witchcraft with my two knitting wands.

“Finished!” Forty minutes later, I called the babies over and dressed them in their new apparel.

Little girl turned to the other babies with a somber expression on her chubby face.

“MINIONS!” she yelled, summoning their attention. “At daybreak… WE ATTACK!”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY…” chorused the babies, causing Peter to bend over in half wheezing.

The babies began to talk to one another in “Minionese” making Peter need to sit from laughing at how adorable the Ratajczyk Minion were being.

@Mary_Claire_Ratajczyk_Official, MINIONS ASSEMLBE!

#RatajczykbabiesbeingMinions #whenMinionsassemble #littlegirlsMinions #anarmyofMinions #cutelittleMinions #whenMinionsattack #andlittlegirlisGru #LOL at @mercymemorial with @therealpetersteeleoffical and @elizabethharp

@kellykent, MINIONS ASSEMBLE

@petesteele4ever, LOL

@MissMittensthemotherlycat, MEOW

@Pete­r_Steele===========8) aw look at the baby Minions!

@lzziegreen, I was having a bad day today but this made me smile

“Mommy, mesies wantsies Babbles!” Baby Jojo babbled just then, toddling up to me with an ingenious expression on her befreckled face.

“BABBLES!” the babies took to chanting next. “BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES! BABBLES!”

“Here, babies!” Katie tossed them the uneaten banana from her breakfast tray.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY…” went the babies as they swarmed the banana in Baby Mattie’s hands.Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic

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Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

D-Day (Jake Seresin x Reader series)

After finding out his girlfriend is pregnant, Jake is ready to move in and get married. The last thing he expected was to be hit with a six-month deployment at sea and missing the birth of his first child. (Jake x Reader, no y/n used)

First and Goal (Jake Seresin x Reader)

Hangman hosts a college football day for the Daggers, only to have Payback bring a history making Angel. (Hangman x female Reader fluff, no use of 'you')

Overtime (Jake Seresin x Reader, First and Goal pt. 2)

It was just supposed to be a football game. But then Hangman took Syla up on her invitation to watch the Blue Angels perform at the Miramar air show. A month after meeting and facing the last home show of her career, the history making Naval Aviator invited Hangman to visit her in Pensacola. She didn't actually expect him to accept. Payback definitely wasn't happy.

'tis the damn season (Jake Seresin x OC series)

After six years away from home, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin was finally going to make his parents happy and surprise his family by spending Christmas in Magnolia, Texas. Introducing his pregnant fiancee to his family is a culture clash, with rural Texas meeting California influencer. Though unhappy in his relationship, Jake knows he has to buckle down and do the right thing with a baby on the way.

The last person he expected to run into was his high school sweetheart and the one that got away, Julie.

After almost a decade apart, Jake and Julie can't help but feel that old familiar spark. Even with the realities of their lives pressing in, they can't help but wonder what might have happened if just one of them had fought for their relationship all those years ago.

The Perfect Match (Jake Seresin x Reader one shot)

Every third week in March, fourth year medical students find out where they'll be going for their residency. A quick 2.2K word one-shot of Jake's girlfriend going through that process.

we can't be friends (but i'd like to just pretend) (Jake Seresin x unnamed Reader [Ladybug] one shot)

Jake's not entirely sure how the bet came about other than being too drunk and maybe a little bored at the Fourth of July party. But after shaking on it with Yale, he agrees to help the new WSO - Ladybug - out with her crush on Rooster and figure out how to get the two of them to the Navy Ball together. With four months to get it done, it'll be simple. But when the reserved aviator is harder to get to know than expected, Jake has to push her to get out of her own way.

Two Lines (Jake Seresin x Reader one shot)

The last thing Jake expected to see first thing in the morning was a pregnancy test in the trash can. And he definitely didn’t expect a debate with his wife about what those two lines meant. 

Robert 'Bob' Floyd

(Every Step You Take) I'll Be Watching You (Bob Floyd x Reader one shot)

Bob disliked Friday team nights at The Hard Deck but knows they're important to the squad. That is, he disliked them until Penny hires a new summer bartender who gently pushes him to try new things. But when he comes in to find the police asking for her, the last thing he expected was to find himself protecting Evie. Trigger warnings: stalking, attempted assault. (Bob x Reader [Evie], no physical description)

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Santa's North Island Delivery Service (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader one shot)

Stuck at work, Bradley is missing his daughter's first Christmas Eve. But when the squadron decides to turn the hanger into Santa's Workshop, the pilot is able to sneak away to spend a little time with his girls. (Inspired by a true story; Rooster x Reader Christmas fluff)

Wanna Dance with Somebody (Bradley Bradshaw x Reader one shot)

When his girlfriend of three months ditches a night at the Hard Deck after a rough day, Bradley knows just what to do to cheer her up.

[discount-shades]

Sleepy Baby Part 16

a/n: Only 2 parts left!! I love you all for hanging around to read this story!

Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin / Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1400 ish

Summary: Jake struggles to hang a painting.

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“Down on the left.” You were standing back helping Jake hang a picture his grandfather had painted in your living room. “Down more… too much.” Jake shifts the painting back a little with a huff. “Perfect.” You grin at him as the two of you sit back on the couch. “I like that painting.” You snuggle into Jake's side and gaze at the Texas landscape.

“Thanks for letting me put it up.” Jake laces your fingers together and kisses the back of your hand. You hum in acknowledgement and loop his arm around you, returning the kiss to the back of his hand. 

“We’re getting married.” You can’t keep the grin off your face as you throw your legs over his. You had returned to San Diego yesterday and were still saying it every chance you got, the excitement lingering.  “Who do you want in your wedding party?”

“I’d like Javy, Rooster, and Bob.” 

Javy made sense, he and Jake were nearly inseparable, and despite all the bickering you could tell he was close to Bradley. “I didn’t know you were so close to Bob.” 

Jake shrugs noncommittally. “We’re all pretty close, plus I’d feel bad picking Fanboy or Payback and not the other.” 

“Ahh,” you say in understanding, “the schoolyard drama of Naval Aviators.” 

“You have no idea.” Jake chuckles and rolls his eyes. “You get along best with Bob.” His nudge at the real reason makes you smile and you lean forward to kiss him gently. “What about you?”

“I really only have Grace.” You shrug casually. “I was planning on asking your sisters.”

“We can just have Javy and Grace if you would like.” You smile at Jake’s willingness to change his plans for you.

“No, I kinda like the idea of your family being on my side.” You had spent a fair bit of time getting to know Jake's sisters during your trip to Texas and had gotten along well with them. “You think they will agree?”

“Definitely.” Jake smiles, “boom, first wedding plan done.”

“Evie as our flower girl?” 

“She would not let us get married unless she was the flower girl.”

“Engagement party here,” you continue, “wedding in Texas?”

“Done. Why do people make such a big deal about planning a wedding?” Jake jokes. “This is easy.”

“I feel like the difficulty is in the execution.” You reply, returning Jake's grin. His hand is on your hip and his thumb slips under your shirt and begins to stroke your side. 

“We should have dinner with Grace and the rest of the guys.” 

Jake’s suggestion makes you tense. You can feel the unease deep in your gut. A need to move, to walk away and avoid this conversation. Avoid the inevitable. Jake doesn’t say anything else. He doesn’t push. His only movement is to continue the gentle caress of his thumb on your hip. Constant, grounding, and reassuring. 

You give a jerky nod in agreement. You had told Grace about your past when she had questioned why you did not go home for the holidays during your first year working together. At the time your relationship with Jake had been too new to join him in Texas so you had joined Grace at her family’s dinner.

Beyond a casual invitation, that you always avoided following through on, neither had pushed to officially meet the other; they were both aware that you were keeping them apart. They had waved and met each other in passing but to your knowledge, they had never had a conversation. 

“She’s a part of your life.” Jake's voice is soft. “I can’t meet your family, but I want to know the people who are special to you.” You close your eyes and rest your head on Jake's shoulder, hands clenched together. His hand ghosts over your cheek, pushing your hair out of the way. 

“Yeah,” you take a deep breath and try to force your shoulders to relax. 

“Hey Kisses,” at Jakes prodding you look up. He has a little half smile showing off one of the dimples that you love, and his eyes are full of a tenderness that draws you in. “There’s not going to be any repeats. Ever.” He leans forward and kisses you, gently moving his lips over yours until you are kissing him back. 

“Ok,” you pull back and you finally relax your white knuckled grip on your own hands and cuddle into his arms. “It’ll be good, we’ll all meet and talk about wedding stuff. And everything will be fine.” You reassure yourself aloud in a voice that is strained, but when you say it, Jake gives you a little squeeze and drops a kiss on your head.

After a few moments Jake breaks the silence. “That painting is still crooked.” You glance up at the lopsided painting and begin to giggle and Jake gets up to fix it.

– – – 

Grace had agreed to be your maid of honour when you asked. She had given you a big hug and pulled you into her arms and whispered, “I’m so happy for you.” into your hair. 

When you had told her about Jake’s suggestion for dinner she didn’t react beyond squeezing your hand. “Who are his groomsmen?” You tell her their names and call signs while you are at it. “Are they cute? Are they assholes? Are they single?” 

“Not as cute as Jake.” Grace rolls her eyes at your response. “Bob’s ego is smaller than Jake’s and he’s easier to be around than the others, and Javy’s married.” 

“You like Jake’s ego and confidence.” Grace knocks you with her shoulder and you grin guiltily. Jake’s casual confidence in himself and your relationship is what drew you to him. 

– – – 

On the day of the dinner you can’t sit still. You had gotten ready early and now were pacing around the living room until you had to leave. Jake eventually grabs you and pulls you into his arms. “You good?” You rock your head back and forth in a non-committal motion. 

You trusted Jake and had no doubts about him but it was hard to overcome the anxiety you felt with Jake and Grace meeting each other. You had discussed it in therapy and knew it was a good idea and something you wanted to happen. Actually doing it was harder than talking about it. You were grateful there would be a group for the first meeting.

Jake held your hand the whole drive to the restaurant and through most of the evening. Everytime he would trace a heart on the back of your hand or XOXO you couldn’t stop the smile from breaking out over your face. It was a fun evening and beyond a rather intense argument between Bradley and Grace over the best ice cream place in San Diego, everyone got along. As the evening progressed you felt the tension slip away. 

At Javy’s insistence everyone exchanged numbers and a group chat was set up that included Julia and Jessie, who had both agreed to be bridesmaids. Bradley had been disappointed to learn that Jake's sisters were both in a relationship. 

Jake still had a slightly murderous expression as he stalked to the truck. “Jake, your one sister is married with a kid and the other is a lesbian. Bradley has literally no chance.” You try to calm him. “Let it go.”

Jake huffs like a toddler and you smile ruefully, wishing you had a brother like Jake. The drive home is quiet, with neither of you talking for most of it. “I’m proud of you.” Jake says eventually before taking your hand in his and kissing the back of it.

“What? For introducing the two people in my life?” He frowns at your sarcastic response and pulls into the driveway. 

“You know it's not just that.” His voice is soft as you walk inside and you turn to him. “I know how far you have come, and how you are this amazing, strong, resilient woman and how much you have done all on your own.”

You blink back the surprising tears you feel at Jake's comment. “Well I'm not alone anymore.” You say with a smile.

“And you will never be alone again.” Jake's lips caress your as his hands move over your sides and smooth your jacket off your shoulders as he guides you through the living room.

“That painting is crooked again!” You stumble slightly as Jake abruptly leaves your side, lips frozen in a kiss. You watch as he stalks over to the painting and straightens it again. 

“There,” he says in satisfaction. “Now where were we?” He returns to you, his lips travelling down your neck as his hands cup your ass, urging you to jump and wrap your legs around him before he carries you into the bedroom.

[plaidisrad]

While in "gym" class, classmates Shea and Chris entered the room and made a beeline for Auburn. Knowing full well that they were stirring the pot, they told him that they heard from Trey who heard from Bradley who heard from Evie that Nicole had a crush on him.

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baby scarab || 65

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A/N : THERE IS NO MORE SCHEDULE, IM SORRY also thank you all sm for the support and requests :)))

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader, layla el faouly x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, violence, language, angst, kinda rushed? kinda angst at the end, many mentions of throwing up, underage drinking, more drunk teen stuff, let me know if i missed anything.

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"alright let's go over this again- what time are you supposed to be home?"

"11 at the latest"

"and how will you get home?"

"you pick me up or khonshu walks me home"

"and what do you do if you get uncomfortable?"

"tell evie then call you"

"that's right" marc says and you sigh, feeling your leg bounce up and down due to the nerves.

your first highschool party. technically.

evie went to your school, but you didn't see each other at all. except when she would occasionally walk home.

marc parks the car at the side of the road, and you look over to evies house which was booming with music and colored lights.

and that was when she came out.

she was in a sparkly red dress that only reached to the middle of her thighs, and she had sparkling jewelry in every possible place she could.

you opened the door to step out of the car when you looked down at your own clothing- which consisted of plain black shorts, a white t shirt and jakes leather jacket.

"awwww! you look so cute!" evie compliments and you look down to the sidewalk shyly.

"hey" marc calls out behind you so you turn around. "don't do anything stupid, okay?"

you smile at him. "i won't. i love you guys" you say before shutting the door and walking to evie.

"that guy is familiar.. is he that cabbie that yells at people and causes scenes all the time?" she asks, leading you to the door.

"yeah... that's my dad"

"oh okay- wait- that's your dad?!"

"yeah-"

she interrupts you by laughing. "i've heard him yell the funniest things at people-" she keeps laughing as she opens the door.

you laugh along with her until you see the amount of people inside the house.

evie senses your nerves and turns to you. "if you get overwhelmed just tell me and i can hang out with you in my room if you want" she offers and it makes you feel better about going.

"thank you"

"now- for drinks we have apple juice, water, some sprite, and i think someone brought a bunch of alcohol but i don't drink-" she leads you to the kitchen.

"apple juice?" you ask almost excitedly and evie nods.

"well i can get you some and you can go hang out if you want, get to know people?" she suggests and you nod, walking to the huge living room where there's maybe 15 people dancing about on the floor, and you choose to go stand in the corner of the room and watch everyone as they have fun.

that was when someone came up to you.

"heyyyyy! i haven't seen you before! what's your name?!" a boy looking around your age starts, leaning against the wall next to you.

"i'm.. im y/n"

"ohhhhh! evies friend! i've heard so much about you!!" he slurs out taking a huge gulp of whatever liquid was in his red solo cup.

"uhh.. yeah. i'm evies friend-"

"well i'm bradley it's wonderful to meet you- you're so pretty!" he brings a hand up to brush down the bridge of your nose, making you lean away a bit.

"oh- i'm sorry force of habit" he pulls his hand away and puts it in his pocket.

"my ex used to let me admire her" he looks down at the ground and you watch in shock at the boy's dramatic expression.

"but she cheated on me!" he tears up, leaning to you again and hugging you, spilling all of his drink on the floor.

you just stand there and awkwardly pat his back.

"she- she cheated on me with my brother!" he sobs violently into your shoulder and squeezes his arms tighter around your waist.

evie comes back with your apple juice and looks shocked at the position you're in.

"what happened?" she whispers as she comes up next to you.

"this is my new friend bradley. i think he's wasted or something" you shrug and evie chuckles before rubbing his back, making him let go of you to wipe his tears, by dropping his empty cup on the floor.

he adjusts his beanie you didn't know he had on, which conveniently has embroidered writing on it saying 'sad boi' with a frowny face next to it.

he takes your hand in his and kisses it. "i'm sorry- you're just so pretty- are you single? would you ever cheat on me-?" he asks while still slurring his words together.

evie starts leading him away from you. "she's happily married, now let's go" she starts. "i'm just taking him up to the guest room really quick- i'll be right back" she hands you your cup of juice and you nod.

you look down at the wet spot on the floor from when bradley spilled his drink and cringe, moving to another corner of the room.

trouble just always seems to come your way and another boy approaches you.

"what's that you're drinking?" he asks nodding his head at you.

you just stare at him for a moment. "apple juice"

he lets out a single laugh. "yeah? and what else?" he asks completely serious.

you just stare at him again. "it's just apple juice-"

"awww, you got invited to a party and you're not even gonna drink? just a little bit?" he talks to you in a tone a mother would her child.

"no."

"come on, just take a sip" he holds his cup out to you and you look inside it, just seeing clear liquid. you could smell it from there and you lean your head away from it.

he chuckles again. "this your first time? come on, just a little"

"no thank you-"

"what are you? chicken?" he scoffs with a smile.

"what? no!" you get defensive, standing up straight.

"yes you are! just take a sip you pussy!" he shouts, making a couple people turn around to watch the exchange.

you notice the cup was about half full of probably many different kinds of alcohol, so you yank it from his hand and chug the whole thing in one breath.

you throw the cup down while the small crowd watching you cheers in delight.

you feel a sudden urge of confidence as a girl comes up to you while her friend pours both vodka and tequila in a red cup at the same time until it was almost all the way full.

you look to the boy from before and he nods. "come on my new friend! don't pussy out!" he jokes and you take the cup, again chugging the whole thing without taking a breath.

the crowd goes wild as you wipe the excess liquid from your mouth and you start coughing due to the sting of the burning sensation in your throat.

you throw the cup down again. "another!" you yell, causing the boy next to you to pour the tequila into your apple juice.

you take a breath before chugging that as well, then crushing the cup in your hand after feeling your stomach gurgle.

you put a hand to your stomach and breath slowly, feeling something reach your head.

now everything felt.. fuzzy. like when you try on your friends glasses and see how blind they truly are.

or taking your own glasses off and not being able to see shit.

you stumble back into the wall behind you and the boy wraps an arm around your shoulder and shoves another drink in your hand.

"drink up, you're the life of the party now!" he shouts, earning cheering from everyone again, who's attentions were all on you.

you slowly bring the cup to your lips when evie takes it from you, and you get surprised at the fact that she appeared out of no where.

"what are you doing?" she asks and then turns to the boy that still had an arm wrapped around your shoulder.

"did you pressure her into doing this?" she asks him angrily and he moves closer to you.

"nah, she just isn't a pussy" he looks over to you and turns your head towards him with his thumb and forefinger on your chin.

before you could register what was happening his lips were on yours and when you realized it you pushed him away and tripped him so that he was on the ground below you.

you bent down and grabbed a handful of his shirt and got in his face. "what the fuck is wrong with you?! you can't just kiss someone like that- i have a boyfriend!" you slam him back down and walk away, evie following you.

you find yourself in her kitchen, which was void of people, sitting at the island on a barstool.

"you okay?" she rubs your arm. "i'm so sorry about him- he's always like that"

"why are you friends with him?" you counter and she sighs, sitting on the stool next to you.

"he acts all goody goody in front of my parents and blackmails me into inviting him to parties" she says and you look to her.

"that.. that's not right.." you shake your head and she smiles at you.

"it's okay. he's just annoying" she scoffs and you let out a laugh.

"yeah like who just kisses someone like that- i don't even know his name!" you laugh again. "oh my god casper is going to be so mad at me. "you mumble, putting your head in your hands.

evie rubs your back. "he's not, he'll understand" she starts. "do you want to come dance with me?"

~~~

a couple hours later- about 10:30- you were guzzling down all the drinks people were shoving in your face.

they were all cheering you on for not passing out considering you've probably drank the equivalent of a whole bottle of vodka of all the types of alcohol in the house.

you were just about to drink some more when evie approached you again.

"heyyyy y/n- how about we take a break-"

"but evie! i'm not a pussy!" you retort and she takes your wrist and drags you from the crowd.

"hey- why'd you do that..?" you manage to slur out.

"i think it's time for you to go home- but! i had fun! and you had fun and i'll invite you over again but i think it's passed your bedtime"

"i ain't got a bedtime-"

"yes you do, now are you okay to walk home?"

"yeah i got someone"

"...okay.. well i'll see you later okay?" she leads you to the door and you adjust your jacket.

"y-yeah" you stutter, then hiccup.

evie softly smiles at you before closing the door and khonshu appears behind you.

"you are not well" he says and you turn around slowly, and stumble down the stairs from evie's house.

"i'm fine- m' jus' tired all of a sudden" you close your eyes for a second and when you open them you're right in front of the door to the apartment.

"what.."

"i am a god. don't be stupid" khonshu says, walking through the wall into the apartment, and you try to do the same only to end up hitting your head on the door.

"fuck!" you shout, trying to get the key out of your pocket to unlock the door.

let's just say when you get inside, marc is giving you a really weird look as you try to lock the door again.

"did you have fun..?" he asks, getting up off the couch to approach you and you struggle to get your shoes off.

"yeahhh" you say, almost tripping off your shoes to go and hug marc, leaning all your weight against him.

he was surprised until he smelt a familiar aroma. he takes your face in his hands and sees how bloodshot they are.

"have you been drinking?" he asks and you nod.

"i had some apple juice" you start laughing.

marc looks down at you in shock. "you- you reek of alcohol" he tells you and you look back up at him.

"well b'cause i'm not a pussy" you explain and he sighs.

"dude she is drunk" jake points out.

"i think you mean wasted" steven corrects.

"hey i can hear you!" you yell at the mirror, seeing steven put his hands up in surrender.

"and i'm not drunk!"

"oh yeah? tell the time" marc argues.

you slowly turn to the digital clock on the oven. "i am not drunk!" you say to the clock and marc sighs tiredly.

marc takes both your shoulders and guides you to your room. "you stay here, i doubt you've eaten anything lately" he makes you sit down on your bed to go get pop tarts from the kitchen.

you sit and begin to not feel well, like as if you swallowed acid.

marc comes back and see you visibly turning pale- and rushes you to the bathroom.

right as you get there you empty your guts into the toilet- and it burns even worse coming back up than it did going down.

you threw up for almost a whole minute and once you were done you were a sobbing mess.

marc carefully wiped the puke from your bottom lip with a wet towel, and used a different one to place against your forehead.

"take it easy-"

"dad! i'm sorry! i- i was being called a pussy for not drinking an' i don't like being made fun of anymore for i drank a little bit!" you cry, and marc just picks you up and carries you to your bed, setting you down and adjusting the cold cloth on your forehead.

"it's okay, kid. we'll talk in the morning okay? we love you" he says, gesturing to the pop tarts and glass of water. "please drink some water, okay"

"goodnight darling"

"buenas noches, dulce niña"

~~~

you woke up twice in the middle of the night to throw up.

and both times your dads were there to calm you down and make you drink water so you didn't get a headache.

they brought you pedro and luna who cuddled with you, knowing somehow that you were sick and needed a pick me up.

and it was the dreaded morning now, where you woke up with a pounding, ear splitting headache.

you groan and squeeze your eyes shut, running your hand down your face only to open your eyes and see steven sitting at your windowsill reading a book.

"what.. what are you doing..?" you grumble, trying to adjust to the light.

steven closes his book and sets it down beside him. "care to tell us why you came home drunk?" he asks.

"i don't know.." you say quietly, still feeling some effects of the alcohol. "i just.. it happened so fast" you sit up and sway a bit where you sit.

steven looks at you expectingly and you look away from him. "look- i didn't know there were drinks there-"

"so why did you do it?" marc asks, deciding to front. "do you know what underage drinking can do to you? you could've been poisoned" he starts and you scoff.

"poisoned by a bunch of seniors?"

"don't get smart with me right now. we can't keep fighting y/n" he ends quietly.

"it's been months since our last argument, but i can't let this slide" he says, making you look over to him sadly. "please explain yourself. and don't lie, please"

you look over to marc before starting. "this guy.. he kept calling me a pussy so i only drank a little bit.. at first" you add at the end.

"and everyone started cheering- so i took that as a good thing- so i started chugging cups of.."

"cups of what?" jake asks from your mirror.

you shrug nervously and marc shakes his head.

"that's extremely dangerous, y/n. you're lucky there wasn't anything too toxic in it- you could've gotten very sick!" he shouts and you nod.

"i really regret it.... i really shouldn't have done it. i feel like shit right now" you tell them honestly and marc nods.

"we need you to promise anything like this won't happen again" marc says and you nod.

"i promise dad- i mean it" you look into his eyes as you promise.

he nods and helps you up off your bed to bring you into a hug. you hug marc back until you feel your stomach acting up again.

jake sensed something was wrong and fronted to rush you to the bathroom.

once you got there you knelt in front of the toilet and spilled your guts again.

jake watched in pity as you finished, flushed the toilet and sat back against the bathtub on the floor.

you looked up at jake. "i'm sorry papa.." you whispered, looking down at the floor after.

"just.. clean up the kitchen and scoop the litter box. that's all for now" he tells you, so you smile and stand up, hugging him before he gently pushes you back.

"brush your teeth first, puke breath"

"fuck you, papa"

~~~

and of course, all three of your dads were thinking about all the activities from last night even after the first time you were forced to go to bed.

the first time you woke up, it was to call casper. to tell him you were drunk and that somebody kissed you and you felt super bad- and you needed to make sure he still loved you.

he said yes even though you were crying so hard you were drooling all over yourself.

and then you got forced to go back to sleep.

and then when you woke up the second time, it was because you were hungry- no, starving.

you ate two packages of pop tarts and some black olives. you almost ate the raspberries before marc hurried in because he heard noise, and helped you as you threw up again.

you slept soundly throughout the rest of the night, and now back to the present.

you ate some plain toast on the couch next to steven and the cats, who were cuddling on the armrest to your right.

"you feeling any better?" steven asks and you nod.

"thank you" you start. "definitely never doing that shit again- i hate throwing up" you shiver at the thought.

"glad you learned your lesson" steven says, and you lean your head against his shoulder as you start to fall asleep again.

steven smiles down at you, turning the tv off so he could get some sleep as well.

a nice sleepy morning for all of you, without anything to worry about at the moment.

except the fact you got wasted the night before and threw up a bunch.

but you'll be okay.

you'll all be okay.

~~~

A/N : love you guys, and i know exactly how many chapters are left >:)

~~~

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WELL-KNOWN DANCERS COMPETING AT NUVO OMAHA:

4PM DANCE:

• Jessica Sutton - After The Rain

ARTISTIC FUSION:

• Danielle Brotherton - Bang Bang

BECKY NAVALENKO'S DANCE AND TUMBLING:

• Aria Telander - Titanium

CSPAS:

• Stella Binkerhoff- TBA

CLUB:

• Ellary Day Szyndlar- TBA

• Kennedy Besch- Longing

• Brooklyn Besch- Illusions

• Alexis Alvarez- TBA

DANCE DELUXE:

• Bradley Kawa - Mein Herr

• Breckyn Kawa- Winds Of Change

LARKIN:

• Brooklyn Williams- Swingamajig

• Jade Glyzinski- Smile

• Harper Kill- Show Off

• Lexie Charnstrom- Rewind

• Evelyn Ringsiel- Praise You

• Hayden Haider- King & Lionheart

• Stella Ames- Hit Me With A Hot Note

• Evie McCune-Barrett- Halleluijah

• Ava Fraser- Falling In Love

• Hailey Turnbull- Remember

• Bella Charnstrom- Walking On

• Mailyn Munos - Misty

• Scarlett Manzel- A Thousand Steps

• Matinly Conrad- Ave Maria

• Charlotte Tracy- Singing In The Rain

• Palmer Peltier- Moon River

• Tillie Kuhl - Fly On

• Erik Baker - Thru The Roof

• Matissa Conrad- Think Of Me

• Laci Bloss - Pure

• Claire Monge- Fall Deep

• Brynn Kotska - Afloat

• Ava McCraine - Out Of Reach

• Kate Monge - Whisper

• Ingrid Writz- Redefined

• Giselle Mourand - Mind

• Tahari Conrad - I Won't Complain

• Ava Rothmund - I Feel You

• Harlow Pike - Blinded By

• Savannah Werner - All In Circles

• Keira Reisenner - Change Is Everything

LEGACY DANCE STUDIO:

• Madeline Fossick - Glass

WFDC:

• Lily Hackney- The Audio

• Isabella DiBenedetto - The Killer Was A Coward

• Desa Jankes - Let Me Fade

[your-absent-father]

re-introduction to the re-introduction

Hello, my dear human beings.

You can call me Eve, Evie, or even dad lmao. I am a 23 year old teacher's aid from Finland with a flaky relationship to tumblr based on my availability. I am leaving to the store to buy milk but I'll be back always. /hj

I enjoy a good morally grey character every day, especially if its a woman. Genres I enjoy go wide and far, but I am not that girl if the story needs world building, so Fantasy and scifi are out of the question for me in terms of writing it. Reading on the other hand, I love to read any type of stories.

WIPs I am actively writing:

- False Gods -

After Internet breaks over the confession of Beatrix Jones, the lead singer of the popular masked rock band, to 4 murders and countless of armed robberies, Love Bradley, a true crime podcaster, sets out to find what leads a small internet band into organized crime and if Beatrix Jones really is a monster media frames her as.

tropes: doomed by the narrative, toxic rich people, morally grey lead characters.

Snippet of Beatrix and Stevie meeting

How the False Gods start

False Gods first chapter

- midnight's daughter's -

A 1920s action novel about female assasins on the London's underground. Lillian Blackburn aka "ember" is the most notorious assasin under Lady Midnight. When Lillian's fianceè turns out to be Lady midnight's biggest rival's second in command, Lillian has to choose between her new conflicted feelings between the family she has built, or the fresh start she saw in her love.

Tropes: mobsters | lovers to enemies (to lovers?)| morally grey women | badass women

Midnight's daughters introduction

Hi to new people, and hit me up if you are a new person. I always love to hear about other people.

Important tags:

#Wip: fg - the false Gods tag

#Wip: md - Midnight's daughters tag

#Dad approval - other people's writing, especially when I don't have any like long contructive thing to say. Your absent fathers sign of approval

#self reblog time - rebloging my own stuff

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Akuma and Theater Class Father’s Day Plans

Here’s what the akuma and theater kids did with their dads on this fine holiday! Enjoy! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

Marinette sewed Tom a fancy new apron since he outgrew his old one, and made him his favorite macarons

Adrien got Gabriel a nice card and new tie, and then had to do a photo shoot

Alya, Nora and the twins made dinner for Otis and they spent the evening watching wildlife documentaries

Nino and Chris took Antoine to his favorite karaoke bar, they got dinner and the three did a few songs together

Chloe took Andre out for a fancy lunch and bought him an expensive new watch

Rose and Jasper had an all-day Disney movie marathon, eating more ice cream than should be humanly possible

Juleka and Luka had a jam session with Jagged and then they crashed at his place and watched old horror movies

Max spent the day helping Darius with programming and made him a special digital card with a slideshow of pictures of the two of them

Kim and his sisters took Lanh to a futbol game, and went to see a double feature at the movie theater with Etienne

Alix and Jalil took Alim to see an exhibition of some newly discovered Egyptian artifacts and took him to get Arabic for dinner at one of his favorite restaurants

Mylene spent the whole week with Fred, seeing his favorite plays and just spending time together (Jesse came with them a few times, since Fred is like a dad to him)

Ivan wrote a poem for Iosif in Russian and helped Sasha make him a card, and they took him out for dinner

Sabrina and Roger went for a father-daughter mini road trip to one of their favorite hiking spots

Missy and Axel went on a bike ride around Paris and got burgers with a crap ton of fries

Ayesha taught a parent-child yoga session with Kurt at his studio and created an animation of all the reasons her dad is awesome

Dot and Dolores took Orenthal out for dinner and bought him some new cuff links

Anais and Quentin spent the day walking around Paris just doing whatever, before playing a trivia game before bed

Petra painted a family mural of herself and their dads for the living room and took them all out for lunch

Roxie bought Richard a nice new guitar case and took him to one of his favorite hard rock bars

Anthony took Bradley to one of his favorite tea houses and they stocked up on his favorite brews, before having an intense father-son foosball tournament

Eri and Ryuji took Hiroshi to a comic book convention and binge watched one of his favorite anime with him all night

Candace and her stepbrothers took Laurent antiquing at a few thrift places and they found some good stuff

Soo-Yeon took Eun-Jeong to a basketball game and they played one-on-one in the backyard when they got home

Margo knitted Leif some new sweaters and the two spent the afternoon making all sorts of craft projects

Staci and Bai went out for tea and then took a boat ride for some people watching over the Seine

Parker and Levi took Chief, Sarge and Boone to a dog park for the day and then did some father-daughter military training courses

Aggie spent the day helping Rohan out at the shop, and then they had a movie marathon and pigged out on junk food

Mona and Dolores took Darnell out for a picnic while they were showing one of his favorite movies in a park theater

Evie wrote and performed a new song for Julio and took him out to dinner at his favorite traditional Mexican restaurant

Happy Father’s Day to all the awesome dads out there, which includes mine! Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 616, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering, hand jobs, blow jobs, 69, P in V sex, blood, noncon rape, violence, death, vandalism, graffiti, attempted kidnapping, break-ins, wild animal attacks, terrorist attack (sabotage) consensual impregnation, bareback, impregnation kink, creampies, terrorist attacks (shootings) hit and run pedestrian accident, precipitous labor, neonatal death, abandoned baby, child intoxication, death of a minor character, injured baby, kidnapped child

WORDS: 1112

“Hihi there mo stór,” I crooned softly as Katie was bought into the room, her bed being locked into place and a nurse adjusting her hanging bags of fluids. “Mommy is here, mommy loves you.”

“And mesies babies!” little girl chirped, toddling up to me and climbing to perch in my lap with a quiet babble. “You cannot forget about mesies babies Mama Wen Wen!”

“Oh you are right!” I frowned at her before enveloping my arms tightly around her and placing my chin on top of her little head. “Mama Wen Wen cannot forget about little girl’s army of babies!”

At that very moment, a quiet knock at the door turned out to be Peter, leading the way for Elizabeth to be brought into the hospital room on a bed.

“Hey there,” Peter greeted me softly, obeying little girl when she threw her arms up with a quiet grumble. “A softball hit Bitty in the jaw, collapsed her teeth in. She had to have the braces surgically removed and have her teeth reassembled back into their proper place and have her jaw wired shut.”

“Poor baby…” I winced at the clear picture that Peter had painted as he took a seat into an uncomfortable hospital chair and was swarmed by the little clan of Ratajczyk babies, all demanding to be picked up and cuddled.

Once Peter had all the babies squished in tightly to his chest, Ryley knocked on the doorframe before entering the room, grabbing the girls’ files from the door.

“Hihi Uncle Pete, Hihi Mary Claire, hihi little girl, hihi Baby Tommy, hihi Baby Noah, hihi Baby Eve, hihi Baby Mattie, hihi Baby Teddy, hihi Baby Jojo, hihi Elizabeth, hihi Elle, hihi Katie, hihi Jing,” Ryley greeted everyone with a smile. “How is everyone doing?”

All the babies gave her double thumbs up, to everyone’s amusement as Ryley pulled up a chair to talk to us.

“Katie’s surgery hit a little snag by the way of her break being more severe than what the X-rays initially said,” she started off with. “Dr. Xi had to use a bigger piece of metal to infuse to help her foot heal itself.”

“Ah,” Peter hummed as Baby Mattie climbed up onto his daddy’s shoulders.

“Elizabeth had to undergo oral surgery for her knocked back teeth and have her jaw wired shut,” she continued speaking. “The oral surgeon on call was able to fix her teeth and she may or may not need to have braces again, depending on how she heals up.”

“Owwie ow ow,” said Baby Tommy as he crammed her hand into his mouth for a good chew.

“But they both will be alright?” Peter demanded to know.

But before Ryley could answer, a groan sounded out from Katie’s bed.

“Mo stór,” I sighed, crossing over to stroke her gentle with gentle fingers. “Mommy is here, mommy loves you.”

Katie dry heaved before rolling over and puking violently over the side of her bed. I was quick to grab Jing and held her out of the danger zone with concerned eyes.

“Ew,” bemoaned Baby Teddy, wrinkling his little nose in disgust.

“I’ll go grab housecleaning,” Ryley announced as Peter brought the trash can over for her to continue being sick into.

“Little girl, can you please go and take the babies outside?” I requested, pointing my lips over to the door that led outside into a little patio. I watched as the five year old ringleader unlocked and opened the door before herding everyone outside.

“Just let it out, just let it all out now,” Peter rumbled gently as a woman came in with a cart of cleaning supplies at the ready.

The woman quickly go to work with cleaning Katie’s sick up from the floor and set a fresh set of bedsheets onto my chair for me to change once she was done being heads over heels sick. I just gently rubbed the puking girl’s back as Peter stood holding the trash can for her.

Katie finished puking and fell backwards into her pillows with a pathetic little groan.

Little girl poked her head in, racing in to stand up on her tiptoes and patting Katie’s hand.

“There, there,” she bubbled adorably with her little dollie tucked in firmly into the crook of her elbow. “There, there.”

Peter burst out into chortles at the little dear being kind to her older sister, who could only let out a soft moan as I came out of the bathroom with a fresh toothbrush and a bottle of water.

“Hey there now mo stór,” I crooned. “Do you want me to brush your teeth or do you want to do it yourself?”

Katie made grabby hands for her toothbrush, which I handed to her after she took a swig of water and spat out into the trash can.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled before rinsing and spitting into the trash can. “Where is Jing?”

“Right here!” I handed her American Girl dollie back over to her. “Do you want anything to eat?”

“I wan’ sleep…” she mumbled before leaning back into her pillows and conking out almost at once.

“Alright now Katie,” I hummed as Peter collected little girl into his muscular arms. “You go get some sleep now.”

Mo stór, my dear, Irish Gaelic

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Freefall * Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw/OC (part 3)

Summary: Casey had always been a free spirit, living in the moment, never staying still for long. More than once, her loved ones told her she could stand to think more with her head, and less with her heart. But old habits die hard, and the choices Casey makes in the heat of the moment are about to change her life forever, whether she's ready for it or not.

Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, allusion to smut, original character, angst, sex outside of wedlock, friends to lovers, did I mention angst?

Taglist: @kmc1989, @phoward89, @bellaireland1981

Part One Part Two

"Saw you catching up with Rooster, earlier," Penny begins, aware of how her daughter's expression seems to falter for a moment, before she settles upon offering a slightly raised brow, "Everything okay?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Maybe because Hangman was a big part of it for a while?"

"You know him?" Casey questions, taking note of her mother's answering nod, and frowning almost immediately after, "Is he always—"

"Like that? I'd say that's a pretty safe bet."

"And yet it almost sounds like you like him."

"Maybe he reminds me of somebody else I know," Penny shrugs, moving to sit on the opposite end of the sofa, a steaming mug of tea held between both hands. Her gaze remains fixed upon her daughter as Casey manages a sip of her own beverage, and sinks further into the sofa cushions as though seeking refuge.

She'd been unusually quiet ever since their return home after closing up the bar, only answering cursory questions with a few words apiece. And inasmuch as Penny had wanted to press her for details on what, exactly, had caused such an uncharacteristic reticence, she resisted, knowing full well that pressing for answers now will likely only serve to push Casey away.

"I really hope you aren't talking about me—"

"What if I am?"

"I may have to call you out for exaggerating."

"Is it exaggerating if it's true?"

"I really don't see how it can be true," Casey counters, amusement resting behind the words even in spite of the small twist of apprehension that seizes her in response to her mother's claim, "I'm nowhere near as cocky, for one—"

"Maybe I'm not talking exclusively about cockiness."

"Okay—what are you talking about, then?"

"I think I'm talking about what that cockiness might be attempting to cover up."

Unable to entirely mask the flinch that comes in response to her mother's words, Casey tries to ignore the implications. She tries to pretend she is unaware of Penny's intent gaze, practically drilling holes into her skull. In truth, this is exactly the sort of thing she had wished to avoid, especially so soon after she returned home, but then given her mother's uncanny ability to read her moods, she is probably a fool to have expected anything less.

The sensation of her mother's hand moving to rest atop her own very nearly causes her to jump, but somehow, Casey manages to resist. And when she finally persuades herself to meet her mother's gaze head-on, she faces nothing but genuine concern.

The precise opposite of what she had hoped to find.

"Did something happen between you two?" Penny asks, searching Casey's features for any indication of an answer that she clearly is not entirely willing to give. Although busy behind the bar for most of the evening, she hadn't missed the slight hint of awkward tension between her daughter and the man who had always been something more than just a best friend to her since she was born. She had seen how Casey's smile had never quite seemed to reach her eyes.

It was unusual behavior, to say the least, compared to the countless other times she's observed the two of them together. But if Penny knows anything about her daughter, it is that she will not be likely to come clean about anything troubling her until she has absolutely no other choice.

Something that only becomes all too apparent in her ensuing reply.

"No. No, it—we're fine."

"Uh-huh."

"Really, Mom. We're—we're good," Casey insists, removing her hand from her mother's as carefully as she can, so that she can use it to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, instead, "I'd tell you if we weren't."

"Would you?"

"I would."

Casey would be a fool to pretend she cannot sense her mother's doubt. A fool to act as though her attempt at a lie was anywhere even remotely close to convincing, but that is precisely what she does, regardless of the inherent knowledge that she is failing before she ever truly begins.

For a moment, she almost expects her mother to call her on that very fact, but somehow, Penny seems to resist. A knowing look crosses over her features, but nothing else gives her away, and Casey allows herself to relax, albeit tentatively, in response.

With some difficulty, she brushes off the nagging sensation of guilt that threatens to pull her under as a result of her secrecy, and forces a smile to her lips not long after. Something her mother seems to anticipate, if the slightly raised brow is any sort of indication at all.

"You two have any plans to hang out while he's in town?"

"We're—yeah. I mean, nothing specific, until he figures out his own schedule, but—"

"But you're working on it."

"We are," Casey confirms, sinking back against the sofa cushions as soon as she senses her mother's desire to press for more information appears to have abated, even if only for a moment, "Something tells me he'll need to let off some steam."

"Because of your dad?"

"That's one of the reasons—"

"And Hangman is probably the other?"

"Hangman is definitely the other."

"Well, that should be interesting," Penny muses, sparing just long enough to manage a sip of her tea before going on, "Especially since he seemed rather interested in you."

"But I'm not interested in him."

"Does Rooster know that?"

"I don't—I don't really see why it would matter to him, either way," Casey admits, frowning as soon as she realizes her mother's expression indicates all too clearly that she is, once again, reading far too much into her relationship with Bradley, her current secret notwithstanding, "We're friends, Mom. Always have been, always will be."

"Some of the best relationships I know started out that way, you know."

"Not this one. You're doing that whole wishful thinking thing, again."

"Or maybe I'm just calling things as I see them."

Sighing, Casey chooses not to offer her mother a reply, at least not outright, her knowledge of Penny's long-standing desire to see her and Bradley as more than simply childhood friends bringing a flush to her cheeks whether she wants it to be there, or not. But for that particular reminder, she'd almost found herself tempted to blurt out the truth. To tell her mother exactly why she was so off-kilter with Bradley at the bar, and what had brought her back home.

As soon as she becomes aware of it, though, Casey finds herself clamming up once again, her fingers tightening around the mug of tea she holds in her own hands while she replies.

"Like I said. Wishful thinking."

Aware of her mother's clear disappointment, Casey does what she can to ignore it, her focus for the time-being rather fixed on the tea she holds between both hands. It is all that seems to be keeping her together, at the moment, though even that is a tall order as she once again finds herself held captive beneath her mother's attentive gaze.

She spends another moment or two wondering if Penny will continue pressing her presumed advantage. If she will continue to insist there is something more between her daughter, and the son of one of their family's oldest friends, but she does not. At least not for now.

Instead, Penny seems to take stock of her own beverage, another sip passing her lips and allowing her to drop her head back against the sofa with a satisfied sigh, before shifting the nature of their conversation in another direction entirely.

"I take it you and your dad will have something planned, too?"

"Dinner on Friday. He said if you wanted to come, too—"

"I think I'll let the two of you catch up first, before we try for any 'group dates'," Penny cuts in, this time offering her daughter a smile, and finding herself more than a little pleased to notice Casey returns the gesture with little to no hesitation at all, "I know what the two of you are like when you've been away from each other for long."

"You say that almost like it's a bad thing."

"It's a unique thing."

"Oh come on, we're not that bad," Casey protests, laughing a little as soon as she takes note of her mother's incredulous expression, and hurries to go on in defense of both her own, and her father's character as well, "Well, we aren't!"

"Keep telling yourself that, Casey. Maybe one of these days, it'll stick."

"Well, you're the one that puts up with us—"

"And you will leave out what that says about my sanity if you know what's good for you."

Another laugh escapes in response to her mother's quip, and Casey catches herself dodging the retaliatory swipe of Penny's foot at her shin with relative ease not long after, the relief she feels at the familiarity of the banter that rises up between them momentarily overriding any and all apprehension she might feel for what is to come. For a moment, she dares to believe that maybe, she can do this. That she can exist in Miramar with her family—with Bradley—and figure everything out in due time.

However foolish it may be, she clings to that belief as firmly as she can, needing it to be true far more than she honestly cares to admit. And even if her mother still suspects something is amiss, she manages to say absolutely nothing more on the subject at all…

And even if Casey knows she has hardly heard the last of it, she would be a liar to pretend she is not thrilled for the momentary reprieve, whether she truly feels she is deserving of such a thing or not.

…

The following morning, when Casey wakes, she very nearly takes a startled tumble out of her bed, the unexpected presence of another form perched upon its edge wringing a strangled yelp from her throat. Having always had something of a penchant for sleeping like the dead, she hadn't heard the bedroom door open, and hadn't felt the dip in the mattress when her step sister decided to sit down and wait for her to wake.

Amelia, of course, likely anticipated this, given the satisfied grin that pulls at both corners of her mouth. A reality she only proves in spades as soon as she opens her mouth to speak.

"Glad to know some things haven't changed—"

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Casey questions, her amusement quickly overriding her shock as she takes in Amelia's eager smile. Instinct propels her forward, and into her sister's waiting embrace, and she takes comfort in the gesture, regardless of how foolish it may make her feel to be the one seeking such a thing, rather than providing it. And even if Amelia wants to question the sudden surge of affection, all that she does is answer her sister's inquiry, instead.

"It just means you're as predictable as you've always been."

"Why do I get the feeling that's something of an insult?"

"Maybe because you're a little bit paranoid?" Amelia suggests, dodging away from Casey's half-heartedly aimed swat at her shoulder, though the escape does not prevent her from responding in kind, "I mean that affectionately—"

"Of course you do."

"I do!"

"Will you still call me paranoid—affectionately—if I ask why the hell you're not at school right now?"

"First period's free. Turns out I already have most of the credits I need to graduate."

"Right. I'd forgotten you're kind of a nerd," Casey teases, Amelia's answering roll of the eyes far more reassuring in its familiarity than she cares to admit, "You ready for that?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," Amelia states, her expression turning somewhat introspective while her teeth begin to chew at her lower lip. In seconds, she seems to shrink in on herself, and Casey hates that she almost automatically knows the reason why, a sigh escaping before she scoots forward to sit close enough to her step sister for her arm to brush against her side. Before she asks the one question she really wishes she did not have to ask.

"Have you talked to your dad at all?"

"Do you want the real answer to that, or the lie I tell myself when I need to feel better?"

"Mills—"

"I'm used to it. Really, Case. And besides, I've got—I've got Pete."

"Yeah, you do."

"Mom said he's back?"

"He is," Casey affirms, aware of how Amelia seems to instinctively lean against her side, and shifting so that she can wind her arm around the younger girl's shoulders in response, "They've got him teaching."

"Pete? Teaching?"

"I know. But apparently it was this or being grounded for good, so—"

"So he took it," Amelia surmises, her sister's answering expression far more of a confirmation than any verbal reply would ever be, "That'll be—interesting."

"Tell me about it," Casey agrees, the knowledge of her father's reluctance to go anywhere near a position that will keep boots on the ground provoking a faint grin, "He loves telling the story of the first time he was in a teaching position."

"The one that only lasted a few months?"

"That would be the one."

"Well, hopefully this one lasts a little longer."

Frowning at the thought of exactly what might stand to happen if her father doesn't manage to succeed in this new assignment, Casey spends a moment considering exactly what he would do. What it would mean for a man who'd devoted the majority of his life to a career that apparently had come very close to throwing him out.

She knows better than most that her father had built almost his entire identity around the Navy. That he'd never really considered anything else when it came to a career. It had been the one thing that kept him going through so much, both good and bad. And if he ended up losing it in the end, Casey honestly cannot say what he will do as a result.

"Mom said—she said that Rooster's back, too," Amelia says, then, clearly sensing the direction of Casey's thoughts, and seeking to pull her out of them as best she can, "You two have your big reunion, yet?"

"Um—sort of?"

"Just sort of?"

"I ran into him at the bar last night. Didn't really have time for anything else."

"No time at all?"

"He was a little busy, Mills," Casey informs, hoping that her response will not spark any suspicion on Amelia's part to exactly how odd things had been between her and Bradley the night before, "I'm sure we'll think of something, though."

"Think he's gonna be okay working with your dad?"

"Honestly? I don't—I don't really know."

The answer escapes before Casey can stop it, a wince passing over her features as soon as she recognizes Amelia's answering expression of concern, but there is little she can do to pull it back, now. Not when her sister is eyeing her as though she is starting to pick up on every last thing that she is attempting to keep hidden.

In next to no time at all, everything she has been trying so diligently to keep together appears to be unraveling, bit by bit. And half in an effort to delay the inevitable, Casey scrambles to find a way of shifting the conversation away from its current course before Amelia can ask anything more of her at all.

"Want me to take you to school?"

For a moment, Amelia almost appears inclined to protest. Casey can see it so very clearly in the determined set of her jaw, and the familiar glint of curiosity in her eyes. But instead of doing that, something seems to settle her resolve to simply letting the matter go, at least for now, and Casey takes some manner of relief from the fact that at least for the moment, she appears to have earned a reprieve.

Whether she deserves such a thing or not, is another matter entirely.

…

[arcane-vagabond]

I would be the happiest and most grateful nonny alive if you would please consider doing a Hangman Mummy AU (It would be awesome to see a series but I'm totally fine with a oneshot). Jake is 1000% a Rick O'Connell type but I think it would be interesting if instead of being Evie, reader is the Ardeth Bay in the story. Like her and generations of family before her were part of a secret society devoted to keeping the curse secret and unbroken until a certain Texan and the crew he's escorting come along and cock it all up.

Thank you so much for the work you've already done for the fandom and hope you have a nice day!

Hey Nonny!! I love this concept, and I'm not sure if you've seen, but I am actually planning an Indiana Jones AU with Jake, but I've also considered doing a Mummy AU with Bradley in the past.

But, I'll definitely have to think on this one because it sounds like a lot of fun!!

[wipbigbang]

WIPBB 2023 - Fic & Art Master List (# - L)

Below is the master list of all the bragging rights/posts that were posted to Tumblr and Dreamwidth, organized alphabetically by fandom from numbers to L. Please go show these people some love for all the hard work they did!

9-1-1

Beyond Appearances: Art (Evan Buckley/Sophia Diaz)

When You Say My Name: Fic | Art Post 1 | Art Post 2 (Evan Buckley/Eddie Diaz)

A Song Of Ice and Fire/Game Of Thrones

Watch the world burn; i set it all alight for you: Fic/Art (Jon Snow/Daenerys Targarean)

Angel: the Series/Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Deep Dark Sky: Fic (Connor/Dawn Summers)

Bungou Stray Dogs

half-time soulmate, full-time problem (so hold me like a grudge): Fic | Art (Nakahara Chuuya/Dazai Osamu)

Chalion Saga/World of the Five Gods

Penric's Last Ride: Fic | Art (Penric, Desdemona, the Bastard)

Criminal Minds

Half Broke Horses: Fic (Art On AO3) (Alex Blake/Emily Prentiss)

DC Comics

Batman

Fatherhood: Fic | Art (Implied Bruce Wayne/Jim Gordon)

right place, wrong time: Fic | Art (Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne)

Batman/Green Arrow

Grains of the Golden Sand: Fic (Dick Grayson/Roy Harper)

DC Comics (Batman)/Prodigal Son

9 Crimes: Fic | Art (Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Malcolm Bright, Gil Arroyo, Jessica Whitly, Jim Gordon, Harvey Bullock, Alfred Pennyworth, The Joker, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson)

Dead Poets Society

Spotlight: Fic (Chris Noel/Ginny Danburry)

Disney

Disney's Descendants

And I won’t lie down, roll over, and die: Fic (Gil/Harry Hook/Uma)

Nothing in this world by myself to protect me: Fic (Jay/Carlos De Vil, Evie/Mal, Evie/Jay, Evie/Carlos de Vil, Evie/Jay/Mal/Carlos de Vil, Ben/Mal, Ben/Jay, Jay/Mal, Mal/Carlos de Vil, Ben/Evie)

Disney Fairies

Death at the Hollow: Fic/Art (Fawn/Nyx)

Encanto

A Single Thread of The Tapestry: Fic | Art (Camilo & Mirabel, Camilo & Mirabel & Mariano, Mirabel & Camilo & Madrigal family)

How do you know what your life is worth: Fic | Art (Camilo & Mirabel, Mirabel & Pepa, Isabela & Pepa, Isabela & Luisa, Luisa & Abuela & Bruno, Bruno & Camilo, Félix & Julieta, Agustín & Dolores, Félix/Pepa, Agustín/Julieta)

Doctor Who/The Picture of Dorian Gray/Torchwood

Passing Through: Art (Dorian Gray/Jack Harkness)

Dracula/Jane Eyre/Sherlock Holmes (ACD Canon)

A Field of Thorns: Fic (Sherlock Holmes/Dracula)

Dragon Age II

Kindling: Fic | Art (Fem!Hawke/Fenris)

Set Yourself On Fire: Fic | Art (Marian & Garrett, Marian & Carver, Marian & Varric, Referenced Fenris/F!Hawke and Anders/M!Hawke)

ER (NBC)

Touch and Go: Fic | Art (Abby Lockhart/Kerry Weaver)

Final Fantasy IV/Final Fantasy VI/Final Fantasy IX/Final Fantasy X

Magical Girl Rydia - Summon the Four Warriors of Light!: Fic On Dreamwidth | Fic On Tumblr (Rydia/Yuna)

Generation Kill

Bradley the Damned: Fic/Art (Brad Colbert/Nate Fick, Walt Hasser/Ray Person)

Good Omens (TV)

The Rain We Thought Would Last Forever and Ever (Remix): Fic (Art On AO3) (Aziraphale/Crowley)

Harry Potter

Black House Will Rock: Art (Hermione Granger/Bellatrix Lestrange)

Repertum: Fic/Art (Harry Potter/Severus Snape)

Harry Potter/CSI/Hocus Pocus

And now you're mine: Fic (Harry Potter/Greg Sanders)

Harry Potter/DC Comics (Batman)

Reflection: Fic/Art (Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Rubeus Hagrid, Original Characters)

It (2017/2019)

faraway look: Fic (Bill Denbrough/Mike Hanlon)

Jak And Daxter

alien lands (overflowing with dust): Fic/Art (Jak/Daxter, Jak/Sig, past Damas/Sig)

The Red Prison: Fic/Art (Errol/Torn, Jak/Ashelin)

Jane Austen/Temeraire (Naomi Novik)

To the Rigor of Service: Fic/Art (Elizabeth Bennet & Charlotte Lucas, pre-Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Phantom Origins: Fic | Art (Itadori Yuuji/Yoshino Junpei, Yoshino Junpei & Yoshino Nagi, Fushiguro Megumi & Kugisaki Nobara, Fushiguro Megumi & Kugisaki Nobara & Yoshino Junpei, Iguchi Takeshi & Itadori Yuuji & Sasaki Setsuko)

Knives Out

No Charm Equal: Fic (Benoit Blanc/Marta Cabrera)

Kuroko no Basuke

Three Little Words: Fic (Kasamatsu Yukio/Kise Ryouta)

Last Binding Series (Freya Marske)

The New Blyth Traditions: Fic (Robin Blyth & Maud Blyth, Robin Blyth/Edwin Courcey, Maud Blyth/Violet Debenham)

League of Legends: Arcane

bring me java, bring me joy: Fic | Art (Caitlyn Kiramman/Vi)

Lord of the Rings (Book)

both the sweet and the bitter: Fic On Dreamwidth | Fic On Tumblr (Arwen Undómiel, Elrond Peredhel, Bilbo Baggins, Original Characters)

[twwpress]

Weekly Press Briefing #39: March 19th - March 25th

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more! This briefing covers all things posted from March 19 - March 25, 2023! Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing!

Challenges/Prompts:

No challenges, prompts, or events that we know of this week! Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from March 19 - March 25.

Bradley Whitford posted photos of his pets: 1 | 2

Josh Malina posted a photo of himself doing press for Leopoldstat.

Rob Lowe posted photos from the premiere of his new Netflix series, Unstable.

Rob Lowe posted photos of himself in Egypt. 1 | 2

Rob Lowe posted a photo of himself and his dog, Daisy.

Richard Schiff posted a photo of himself and The Good Doctor co-star Christina Chang.

Donna Moss Daily: March 19 | March 20 | March 21 | March 22 | March 23 | March 24 | March 25

Daily Josh Lyman: March 19 | March 21 | March 22 | March 22 (2) | March 22 (3) | March 22 (4) | March 23 | March 24 | March 25

No Context BWhit:  March 19 | March 20 | March 21 | March 22 | March 23 | March 24 | March 25

@janelmilfoney: March 20 | March 24

@down_brad_: March 21 | March 25

This Week in Canon:

Welcome to This Week in Canon, where we revisit moments in The West Wing that occurred on these dates during the show’s run.

Season 1, Episode 17: The White House Pro-Am aired on March 22, 2000.

Season 5, Episode 17: The Supremes aired on March 24, 2004.

Season 6, Episode 20: In God We Trust aired on March 23, 2005.

Season 7, Episode 14: Two Weeks Out aired on March 19, 2006.

Editors’ Choice: 

This week we’re featuring fics inspired by The Supremes, or centering around Evelyn Baker Lang and/or Christopher Mulready!

Penumbra by Ladybug_21 | Rated T | Evelyn Baker Lang & Christopher Mulready | Complete | A contentious U.S. Supreme Court oral argument unearths the secret that nearly tanked Chief Justice Evelyn Baker Lang's nomination by the Bartlet White House over a decade earlier. At ideological odds with her closest friend on the Court, and fearful of the turmoil that a leak to the press might cause, the Chief Justice turns to a former Bartlet Administration senior staffer for help.

 3000 Miles by Dipenates | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Sam Seaborn | Complete | Sam comes back to help his former White House coworkers prepare for the nomination of two new Supreme Court Justices. This brings painful reminders of a past relationship.

 Looking Over My Yesterdays by mcgarrygirl78 | Rated T | Evelyn Baker Lang, Nancy McNally | Complete | "I just hope you didn't tell them we smoked that plant."

 I Love Her Shoes by izzywrites  | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete I "When it's over I'll buy you some shoes" + "I love her mind, I love her shoes."

 enumerated powers by jazzjo | Rated G | Evelyn Baker Lang & Christopher Mulready, C. J. Cregg/Evelyn Baker Lang | Complete I The Fourteenth Amendment and the ways it changes Evie Baker Lang's life, from fifteen to fifty seven.

or,

Four tectonic events.

S5 E17 The Supremes by JDPostEpisodeChallenge, starbuckmeggie | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete I Post Ep by StarbuckMeggie

 Big Picture by LizaCameron | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete I A missing scene from The Supremes.

 Details by eMetiB [archived by westwingfanfictioncentral_archivist] | Rated M | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete I Missing Scene/Post-ep for The Supremes

Fics:

Presenting your weekly roundup of fics posted in the tag for The West Wing on Archive of Our Own. If you are so inclined, please be sure to leave the authors some love in the form of kudos or comments. Be mindful of posted warnings/tags for each story.

Josh/Donna

on call by phos3 for payback16 | Not Rated | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Domestic Days by spooky_spacegirl | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

as long as you love me by lunedecroissant | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

don’t talk (put your head on my shoulder) by flowersinapril | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Next to Me by spooky_spacegirl | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Unexpected by KateJaneAusten | Not Rated | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Full Bloom by ABSea | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

 Other Pairings/Gen Fic

it started off with a kiss... now it ended up like this by imawkwardlysoc | Rated G | Sam Seaborn/Original Female Character | In Progress

Wait For Me by imperfectirises | Rated M | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | In Progress

A Different Life by PreppyPrincess5103 (JAG crossover) | Rated M | Sarah "Mac" MacKenzie/Sam Seaborn | In progress 

It’s In The Mail by GoneScribbling | Josh Lyman & Donna Moss & Toby Ziegler (no pairings listed) | Complete

 C.J./Danny

Ten Weeks by Jxjxjx | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

None of Us are More than Caretakers by onekisstotakewithme for daylight_angel, miabicicletta, Luppiters, hondagirll | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

Multiple Pairings

Here’s How I Remember It by whatsuptheregail | Rated M | Danny Concannon/C.J. Cregg, Josh Lyman/Donna Moss, Andrea Wyatt/Toby Ziegler, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet, Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young, Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn, Carol Fitzpatrick/Original Female Character(s) | Complete

fathers and sons by rearviewmirror | Rated T | Zoey Bartlet/Charlie Young, Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet/Leo McGarry | Complete

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