#feels bad I've only made Jean's and her son

[sp-growingpains]

Hey. My Stan lovelies.

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[billthedrake]

LINEAGE

My son Braden brought in a couple of beers - I'd been cutting back and was on a fitness kick, but this felt like a special occasion. But as he set them down on the side table he knelt down in front of the couch, his thick muscle filling out his black T-shirt and jeans.

I had a good idea what was going to happen. "Um, Brade... this is supposed to be YOUR homecoming," I said.

My son looked up at me. He had a killer smile, and some gorgeous looks he'd partly inherited from his mother, fair haired, ruddy complected, cute dimples. The square jaw, roman nose, and brown eyes were mine, though.

"It is, Dad," he said. God, somehow his voice had gotten deeper during his deployment. "I've been thinking about this for months." His hands reached forward and undid my belt then the button of my khakis.

"You sure, buddy?" I asked. We'd moved past the furtive, guilty phase, but this was incest, and I was always looking for a way to put the breaks on things with Braden.

"Sure, I'm sure, Dad." His fingers skill fully peeled down my briefs and pulled out my growing dong. I topped out at 7 and a half inches, and very thick. Braden had almost a carbon copy of my dick, just a smidge shorter, only I'd left his foreskin on. But he wasn't concerned about pulling out his own meat. Instead, he examined my heft and pulled it toward him. "Sit back and let me take care of you."

And like that my hunky Marine son started to give me a slow, loving blowjob.

***

I've made mistakes in life, God knows, but Braden wasn't one of them. Even if he was the result an unplanned pregnancy - wouldn't you know... my swimmers did the job the first time I got laid at 16. I did the right thing in marrying Susan, and we were a good team, at first. Me working full time even as I got my econ degree in college. And me somehow fitting in my CFA studying in between work and child care.

Susan and I made it work, until it didn't. There was no love and no sex, just a partnership in raising our kid. Braden was 8 when we divorced. The only bad part was seeing my son go through that, and visiting with him only on custody weekends and holidays.

He rebelled in his teen years. Brade was good at sports, or more accurate to say that's all he cared about. He refused to take school seriously, and the more I got on his case the more he actively resisted doing homework. Susan, god bless her, tried everything from punishment to incentives, but Braden was a solid C kid who failed sophomore English and had to do summer school.

I was pissed as hell and tried to give him a tough love lecture. Tell him he was going to fuck up his future if he didn't take school seriously. That was the first and last time Braden talked back to me. Calling me a dumb prick and a controlling asshole who wanted to be a parent only when I was in the mood to be. I was enraged, but I held it in.

After that, it was like something shifted. Brade never became a star student, but he apologized to me. He opened up about his emotions, and we talked through them. I assured him I'd be better about being there for him. I could be a workaholic and that was my way of dealing with divorce and realizing I was mostly gay. I finally told Braden that his dad was a homosexual and may at some point date another man. No time soon. I wasn't sure what I expected but my surly jock son clasped in me in a tight hug. "Me, too, Dad," he said. When he pulled back he was tearing up some. "I haven't told anyone," he said. "Don't have the guts."

That was an emotional connection with my son that I wasn't expecting.

I still had a demanding job but I made an effort to see all of Brade's football games and to catch some of his practices too. And then, in Spring, catching wrestling meets.

I'd been frustrated that my son was growing into a man very much the opposite of me. Then I came to love him for who he was. Custody visits stopped feeling like an obligation for him, and something he looked forward to.

Our first kiss just happened. Maybe there was a little sexual tension there, but Braden and I were hanging out and eye contact grew and a spark happened between us. I leaned in just a little. Braden leaned in the rest of the way. He was nervous, and so was I. But our lust took over. The forbidden aspect made us insanely horned for each other.

We made out and groped each other and stripped our clothes off. Right there in the living room, Braden made a beeline for my hard cock.

"God, I've dreamed of this, Dad," he whispered as he wrapped his fingers around the base and pulled it to his lips. "So much."

"Buddy...!" I urged in a tone that let him know he didn't have to do this. But that I wanted it.

It felt great. That was an understatement. It was the mind fuck of incest and the fantasy of seeing my jock son service me - all come to life. I wasn't Brade's first cock, I could tell, but he was still green. Innocent in his way.

I warned him I was about to cum. He sucked harder and moaned. I watched my hunky son take my load and swallow every drop.

I could taste my cum in our kiss when he finally pulled off and I gripped his neck to pull him in toward me.

"Let me do you, Sport," I urged. I was very much in the receiving is better than giving category when it came to sex, and it turns out there was a good supply of men on Grindr who were happy with that arrangement. But Brade deserved some recip head from his Dad.

That dick was a challenge, and I blushed at how much easier Braden had sucked my big cock than I was doing him. But it didn't matter. I loved the taste of him and the knowledge I had my own son's dick in my mouth. Pushing into my throat with each bob.

Brade went wild. He came buckets. I did my best.

As I finally pulled off and licked around his foreskin the best I could without overstimulating him, I heard him say simply and softly. "Thank you, Dad."

***

I took Braden's cherry the night before he shipped out to Basic Training. He didn't ask me to, and I didn't ask him if he wanted it. I just started rimming him, licking and feasting on his nearly hairless hole before I reached for the lube. As I locked eyes on him and slid one finger in and out, then two, then three, I knew Brade was ready. I wanted him so bad just then, but more than that I wanted to connect with him in the most intimate way before he went away.

Lord knows I'd lectured him about using protection. Even if Braden was the light of my life, I didn't want him facing an early pregnancy like I did as a teen. So I sheathed up my thick piece of dad meat before I slowly entered him.

I could tell it stung, maybe a lot, but Brade was a trooper. Holding on to me. Feeling up the chest muscle he loved. Focusing on the act he'd dreamed of. Pretty soon, he was feeling it, the pleasure of bottoming. It's something I'd tried only a couple of times before I realized I enjoyed topping a lot more. But Braden was getting very into it. His insides opened for me and his whole body seemed to receive the fuck, his thick athletic legs pulled back, his angelic face pleading with me as much as his deepening jock voice. "Fuck me, Dad!" he said aloud into private space of the master bedroom.

My hips began pumping for real. I'd never been so hard or so much in a sexual frenzy. I wanted this first time to last, but I knew it couldn't, not with how worked up I was and how quickly Braden was approaching orgasm. His 7-incher throbbed and jutted off his crunched abs, leaking like crazy, then quivering like his voice.

"Dad!" he hissed, his eyes widening in disbelief. I was gonna get my Brade across the finish line to a hands-free cum.

I powered the last strokes with that goal.

My son's grip on my body grew tighter, an eagle talon's grip, and his voice climbed to a high whimper.

It was a glorious sight watching that teen cock shoot unaided, all over his body. I could smell the fresh scent of sperm and see the light of the lamp make the white splotches stand out more on his still largely smooth body.

I'm the kind of guy who can't cum with a condom on. But I came inside one while I fucked my son. The sensation and physical thrill was incredible, but mostly it was the idea that Braden was fully a man now.

He loved watching me nut, and I could see a big smile sweep across his face, and a laugh came out of him. He was riding some major sex endorphins, too.

"Way to go, Dad!" he enthusiasm.

"Buddy..." I started. "Goddamn..." I reached down and held on to the rubber as I extracted my dick from my son's ass. No longer vice tight I thought lewdly as I watched my condom-sheathed head clear the breach, a heavy reservoir of cum at the end. Fucking Brade had inspired one of my healthier cum loads.

My son's eyes were on that bulbous tip. "Let me drink that, at least," he urged.

Jesus.

I nodded and scooted up in the bed, waving my still turgid dick in front of him. "Serve yourself, Sport."

His fingers peeled at the rubber and gingerly tugged it off. He brought it to his lips and up ended, taking the semen into his mouth like a shooter. Braden moaned excitedly as he swirled my cum in his mouth before swallowing it. That alone was enough to keep me rock hard.

Wide eyed, my son then discarded the spent condom and then turned back to take me into his mouth.

"You're too good to me, Sport," I hissed.

***

I told myself it was sex. Fooling around of the naughtiest kind. My own goddamn kid. The only thing that kept me from feeling completely guilty is that Braden wanted sex even more than I did. Anytime he came home we found ways to get it on nonstop. Long slow sessions at night. Him giving me road head. Us sneaking into a bathroom stall for a quickie. I got a big box of Trojans and learned to carry a couple on me at all times.

We had our first date night. And the next homecoming our first argument. We were still the odd couple, and Braden resented when I asked him what he wanted to do with his life after the Marines.

"You're just mad I didn't clear enlisting with you first," he said bitterly.

"Come on, Brade," he said. But he was right.

I was in the doghouse the next couple of nights, sleeping on the couch. Part of me resented the fact I was exiled from my bedroom, but the fact I considered it mine instead of ours - after all the ways Braden had given his body to me, after all the pleasure we'd had together - was part of the problem.

I apologized. A real apology, not a Bill half-assed apology. I told him I was in love with him.

My big tough Marine son melted at that. He got off of the kitchen stool and met me in a bear hug. "God, Dad. I love you so much. For real." My son didn't show emotion a lot but he was better at it than me. I hugged back.

Then we kissed. A real lover's kiss. A boyfriend's kiss. Soft, sensual. I didn't want that kiss to end, but it did.

"I'm gonna miss you bad, tough guy," I said, running my fingers along his square jaw.

"I'll miss you, too, Dad," Braden said. "A lot." His hand reached down to cup my crotch. I hardened up under his touch.

He gave a soft laugh. "You must think I'm some kind of nympho."

"I think you're perfect, son." I ran my fingers along his T-shirt, eager to feel the hard flesh beneath. "And I'm grateful for every way you make me happy."

Brade smiled but just took in the words. He looked down at my sweats, which were filling out big time with dad meat, getting harder by the second. "I'd so love to suck you off right now, Dad."

"Why don't you?" I asked, my voice croaking. I was getting very turned on now.

Braden's brown eyes looked up into mine. "Cause it's been three goddamn days since you're fucked me, that's why."

We kissed, harder this time, and began stripping one another. I wanted this to be romantic, a slow screw in the master king-sized bed I'd been exiled from. Braden wanted to be bent over the kitchen table and taken like a whore with just a little cooking oil for lube.

We did it Brade's way.

It was hot, crazy hot, and we'd gotten carried away. In my mind I knew we were fucking without protection. And given how much in heat my Marine son was, there was a good chance he was ovulating. But it felt so good being inside him raw. Intimate with my boy like this. My big hunky, muscled boy, taking my dick and asking for more. Calling me Dad as I railed him.

My Dad brain won out. I pulled out just before I came. I only had to give two tugs and I was firing out one of my biggest loads, all over his muscled back. Brade tried to wiggle his way back onto my but I held him apart. My son was definitely in full fertile heat.

I pulled him up and kissed his neck as he went for his cum, my own semen cementing his back to my chest as I growled how fucking hot incest was. How I wanted to fuck my son every single day. I got a little rough in my fantasy talk. Not only did Braden not mind, the scenario I was describing got him to shoot big. I loved feeling him orgasm as I held his body. Not seeing his face but knowing the intensity of his cum from the way his muscle tensed and shook.

We came down from the sex high and laughed at how carried away we'd gotten. I patted his chest and nuzzled my face against him. "All right young man," I said in a voice that was playful even as I meant every word. "You're going on the pill."

***

It was super hard to see him go off again. He had another year on his enlistment contract. I stayed off Grindr and all the apps. No hookups, no dates. Partly it was my desire to be faithful and monogamous with my son. None could compare to my Branden anyway.

My son made a show of pulling out his birth control pills when he was home next, setting him on the counter.

"I've been taking them, Dad," he said proudly.

I laughed, stepping up to him. "You didn't think I'd trust you?"

He shook his head in a way that maybe I didn't trust him enough. "You know I'm crazy about you, sir, but you got some control issues."

"Just wait till you're a father," I said.

Brade got a serious look on his face. "You won't let me be one." His hand was now reaching down to cup my crotch. I'd learned to go commando whenever Braden was home, with just some shorts or sweats that could come off easily. So my son was now feeling a very hard piece of dad dick through some flimsy gym shorts.

My heart pounded. It had never occurred to me that Braden would want to get pregnant, especially that he'd want to be knocked up with MY kid.

"You think about that, buddy?" I asked, looking into his hunky-adorable face and his soulful brown eyes. God, I was so crushed out on my own son.

"All the fuckin' time, Dad," he replied. His fingers now slipped beneath the elastic band of my shorts to make contact with my hardon. The touch of his fingers was electric.

He looked down briefly then back up at me. "I know you're gonna lecture me about responsibility and being ready for parenthood."

"Probably, yeah," I replied. This idea was so crazy, and I needed to put the breaks on it. But my dick sure liked it. And Braden could tell.

"You like the idea, though," he said. He was now frigging my dick as our eyes locked.

"I almost didn't pull out before..." I said with a croak in my voice, getting majorly turned on. "When we barebacked."

Our kiss was intense. And I heard Brade undoing his jeans and could tell he was shucking them down as he moaned into my mouth. He was crazy turned on when he pulled back, breathing heavy. "I wish you hadn't," he said with a half apology, then turned around. Between high school sports and Marine conditioning and plenty of leg day time at the gym, Braden had an incredible ass. Round, meaty, mostly smooth except for a dusting of light brown hair that got thicker in the crack. I'm not a religious man, but some god had given me a gift.

Instantly, my hand was on his buns, feeling up that warm muscle.

"I lubed up, Dad," I heard his masculine voice say.

I ran my finger into his crevice. Even before I got to his pucker, I felt the telltale viscous stickiness. It would be our first time with petroleum jelly. Turns out it wouldn't be the last.

I scooted up. I craved to have more foreplay time with Brade, but this wasn't the time. I lined up my prick into the tacky gel and rubbed it around his hole with my cock head.

"You took your pill today?" I asked. I wanted confirmation before entering him bare. But I also wanted to hold onto that idea of knocking him up.

"Yessir," he hissed. He was backing up some, trying to get me into him. He wanted this.

I reached around and held his body. Even through the T-shirt Braden's chest was hard and warm.

"And if you hadn't... would you stop me from being inside you, like this?" God, I was getting carried away by the fantasy. Particularly as I pushed in, about a half inch of raw dad cock.

"No, sir," Braden replied. Then "Fuck yes!" as I breached him all the way. A homecoming fuck that felt more intense than the ones before. Almost more intense than taking his cherry.

It was awkward fucking standing up. I was a couple inches taller than Brade. But bent my knees a little, and Brade leaned over to brace himself on the wall as I pounded him.

"Love ya, Sport..." I said as I fucked faster and deeper. Maybe it was in my head, but Braden's ass had never felt so good.

"Love you, too, Dad. So fucking much." His voice was needy now.

The words were what I needed to hear as I pounded us both to a heavy climax.

It took me a minute of the afterglow to realize Brade was crying.

"What is, buddy?" I asked with concerned. Jesus, if I'd gone too hard on the boy, I wouldn't forgive myself.

I could hear a laugh come through. "Just happy is all.. fuck! Sorry..."

I pulled him back against me tighter. My dick had slipped out and it all felt very lewd now that the act was done with. It only added to the emotional roller coaster we were both on. "Nothing to be sorry about. Let it out, Sport.... Guess it's pretty intense dating your old man," I said empathetically.

Braden nodded. "Pretty much," he said. "It's fucked up, right?"

I thought for a second. I mean, objectively it was. And yet... "Inside this house, inside these walls, it's not fucked up, Brade. It's what's meant to be, OK?"

He turned and looked at me with an emotional openness that melted me. I wasn't good at this stuff. Relationship stuff, emotional stuff. But I knew I could assure my son in this moment.

We kissed. Softly, like boyfriends.

Then we cleaned up and talked, for hours.

***

Braden was done with the active duty part of his contract and was living with me. Full time, day in, day out. It took some getting used to. I maybe had a loner thing going on, and it was hard to shift from the Dad role to the boyfriend role. And the honeymoon period of homecoming sex quickly wore off.

It came to a head one evening. I had to work late, later than normal, even. Brade had a dinner ready for me and plated it for us.

I was still preoccupied with work, though I gave a quick thanks before digging in.

Braden picked at his food but was sulking. Finally, he set down his fork. "I guess workaholic Dad is back now," he grumbled.

I felt both chastised and pissed off. "Forgive me for making a living, Son."

"It's all you think about."

"That's not true," I said sternly.

Braden shook his head and went back to eating. Maybe he was right, but he was acting like a sullen teen again, goddamnit. And here I was the father who didn't know how quite to handle that.

I did make a point of thanking him again for the dinner and of doing the dishes. "Go kick back, Son," I urged in my best contrite voice. Braden didn't even reply but just got up and left the room. I guess it was silent treatment time.

I'd dried the last of the dished when Brade came in.

"Sorry, Dad," he said.

I turned toward him. "Oh buddy... it's me who should be sorry. You do all this work, and I come home late."

I set down the dish towel and stepped toward him. He was stepping up to me, too. Our mouths met, hungry. This was gonna be me and Brade's first time having make up sex.

"Bedroom?" I asked.

"Yeah, Dad."

We were like kids jumping into a lake, rapidly stripping off our clothes and hopping on to the bed we now shared. His body felt amazing. I mean it always did but I craved the contact now. My hunky 23 year old stud in bed with me, his hardon battling mine as I started to roll him over.

Only he stopped me. "Let me ride you, Dad. Please."

"Pretty please?" I teased.

"Pretty please, sir. I wanna ride your cock."

This was a fun change of pace, my lying back and having Braden lube up my thick cock before straddling me. The penetration was quick, too quick for my son, and he had to rise up before trying again. The second time was a charm and I watched my hunky stud sink down on my bone.

I pumped up into him, but position equally allowed Brade to use his hips to work up and down my dick. It was magnificent, like a slow steady milking motion.

"Fuck, Son... so good, buddy."

"Yeah?" he asked with a smile. "I want it to be so good for you, Dad."

"You have no idea, Sport."

That increased his determination to ride me up and down. "I took my pill today... but if I didn't..." he said with a lust-filled voice.

I grunted. The idea was hitting me hard. We'd indulged some of this talk, but it was coming back even harder than before. "I'd feel a fertile ass riding me," I answered.

Braden had to let go of his cock to keep from coming. "God, Dad... this turns you on too."

"Damn straight it does, Sport. Fucking you... knocking you up..."

Even without stroking, Brade was getting close to cumming. "It's my biggest fantasy, Dad. Having an incest baby with you."

That tripped my trigger before I expected. I was fucking up into my son, but it was the mental shock as much as the physical sensation making me shoot a heavy series of cum shots into my son's bowels.

I could sense Brade was imagining it fertilizing him. His voice quivered and his body flushed pink. And I watched his dick shoot out its thick cum as he bounced up and down hard onto my still spurting prick.

"FUCK!" he gasped.

I patted his thigh. This was intense sex, for sure, and I was starting to return to normal. "Yeah," I said.

Braden eased off and slid down next to me, meeting me in a hot kiss.

After we made out he lay his head on my chest. Like that night I took his cherry. Before he shipped off. Life has a way of coming full circle.

His voice now seemed tentative. "Dad... you know I wouldn't do that, right? Stop taking the pills without your permission?"

I patted his back muscle. "I know, buddy. It's just talk... something to get us going."

"Yeah," he said. "Only if you ever decided it was right..." he said softly.

"I know, buddy. We'll talk about it, OK?"

"OK."

***

Like moths to a flame, we couldn't avoid getting deeper into the pregnancy talk. It spiced up our time in the bedroom, then became our fixation during sex. No longer occasional, it became every single time that me and Brade talked about having kids. Me impregnating him, us imagining his body being transformed by our kid.

I occasionally opened the medicine cabinet in the master bathroom to check that Braden was still taking his pills. I felt bad that I didn't 100 percent trust him.

We tried to mix it up. Braden gave me more blow jobs. He became an expert at edging me, and that felt new and exciting.

My son and I found our rhythm as a couple. Braden got used to my long work hours, and I did my best to make weekends about us. Brade would the first to point out that I wasn't good at romance, but Sundays were Brade Day, when he'd choose what we'd do. I was a big saver when it came to money, but I learned to relax a little. For Brade Day, I'd buy tickets for to catch a baseball game or go see the nearby city football team's home game.

Sometimes for Brade Day, he'd choose to do something I wanted, which was usually playing golf. I'd object, but he insisted that relationships weren't one-way things.

That stuck with me. I'd run through it all in my head why Braden and I couldn't have kids, why we shouldn't have kids. Incest was one thing, but having a child together was another. And the practical side of my personality was persistent. I knew raising a kid would cost money. I had it, but I wasn't sure what job or career Braden had in mind for his future. If we'd be on the same page in our parenting.

OK, my idle thoughts were no longer idle.

It was fun surprising my son. It was Sunday morning, Brade Day, and it took him a while to notice. Even after his cup of coffee he was still groggy.

"Um, Dad," he asked as he walked back into the kitchen. "Have you seen my pills?"

I nodded, with my best poker face. "Yeah, Sport. I threw them in the trash."

He was processing what I was saying. "You're joking."

I shook my head. "Nope. You can feel free to fish them out, if you like."

"Oh fuck," he hissed.

This was like make up sex on steroids. Me and Braden embracing in a bear hug and then a hot kiss. Then fucking on the kitchen floor.

I'd have felt bad if we'd conceived our son like that, but even lost in my fantasy I knew it would be a couple of weeks until Braden was fertile.

But it was decided now: we were gonna have a kid together.

[jamdoughnutmagician]

Tiny Match-maker:A Change Of Plans

Bucky Barnes x Single!mom!Reader Fluff

You had been looking forward to your date with Bucky all week, but when something goes wrong, it forces you to have to make a change of plans, fortunately for you, Bucky is all too ready to go with the flow.

This has been sitting in a google doc just gathering dust for a hot minute, and it's only recently that I've dived back into it to finish it! But yeah, here's just a little bit of cutesy-fluff

If you wanna read the rest of the series, you can do so here

Word Count2,113

*dividers by @saradika-graphics

Masterlist // Bucky Barnes Masterlist

You put your phone down with a defeated sigh. You had been looking forward to going on this date with Bucky all week, but now Amanda had called you last minute saying that her son had picked up a stomach bug from somewhere and she wouldn’t be able to look after Lottie for you whilst you were gone.

So now, not only were you going to have to gently let down your daughter and tell her that she wouldn’t be hanging out with her best friend today, you’d also have to call Bucky to tell him that you wouldn’t be able to go on the date with him tonight.

Turning to your daughter who had been happily watching cartoons in the living room, you put your softest smile when you go to break the bad news to her.

“Hey, Pumpkin,” you say, getting her attention. “I just got off the phone with Mason’s mom, and she told me that he’s not feeling too well right now, so you won’t be able to go over to play with him today.” you tell her, letting her down gently because you knew that she didn’t like any kind of upset to her plans or routine.

“Oh, okay.” she says softly, a slight look of disappointment casts across her tiny features as her bottom lip pouts outwards. “Can I visit him next week though?”

“Yeah, we’ll see Pumpkin.” you smile at her as she goes back to watching the tv.

Walking out of your daughter's ear-shot you go to pick up your phone to call Bucky, but as you’re just about to dial his number there’s a knock at your door.

As you peer through your door’s peep-hole you see Bucky waiting in the hallway holding a big bunch of bright red roses.

You open the door and see him standing there. He’s dressed nicely in a close-fitting t-shirt, leather jacket and a pair of jeans that stretch across his strong thighs so deliciously. Suddenly you realise your state of dress, and you feel bad about how woefully underdressed you feel in your most comfortable pair of leggings and oversized t-shirt.

However, if Bucky had any reservations about your level of under-dress he didn’t show it, he just happily stands in your doorway with an easy smile and a look of complete adoration on his face.

“These are for you.” Bucky smiles, handing you the bouquet of flowers and placing a soft kiss to the apple of your cheek. “I know I’m a little early, but I just couldn’t wait to see you.”

His enthusiasm for your date shatters your heart when you know you’re going to have to shatter his excitement.

“Yeah, about that..” you sigh, flicking your eyes over your shoulder into the living room where Lottie has made herself comfortable on the couch with her favourite fuzzy pink blanket and an episode of spongebob. “I’m so sorry but I don't think I can go out today.”

His smile falters slightly upon hearing your news, sighing out a sad ‘Oh.’

“It’s just that Mandy was supposed to watch her for me, but she just called me to tell me her boy’s not well and she won’t be able to look after Lottie today.” you explain.

“Well there’s no reason why we can’t change our plans to include Lottie.” Bucky says with a soft raise of his eyebrows. “I know you said about setting boundaries, and not wanting to mix your dating life with your home life until you were absolutely sure it was going to for real, but I’m not going anywhere, and I’d like to be in your life for a long time, if you’d let me.”

And it was true, Lottie’s dad decided to up and leave without so much as a goodbye as he ghosted out of your lives, and whilst you we’re thankful on Lottie’s behalf that she never met her father, it left you very wary of forming new relationships with guys, for fear of having your heart-broken once more when he decides that the baggage of being with someone who already has a child is too much for them.

“Might I remind you, that your little girl is the very reason that we met in the first place.” he says with a cheeky smile, trying his very best to win you over.

Which he does, because no matter how much you try to deny it, it is becoming increasingly difficult to say no to those sparkling silver-blue eyes. Then as you open the door to let him into your apartment Lottie immediately rushes into your side, her tiny frame clinging to your leg eager to see what was going on.

Her face lights up when she sees Bucky, she became obsessed with him after he did the presentation at her school, and everytime you took her to the museum she would run right over the Captain America exhibit, where she would pour over every scrap of information on Sergeant Barnes and the Howling Commandos.

“Mr. Sergeant Bucky!! What are you doing in my house?” Ever unashamedly blunt, your little girl asks, directing her question to him.

“I came to visit you and your mom, I hope that's okay with you?” Bucky replies softly, bending down slightly to meet Lottie's level.

She nods enthusiastically, with a pinkish blush warming across her cheeks. She’s dressed in her flouncy and glittery princess rapunzel dress, with a plastic sliver tiara haphazardly wedged into her messy hair.

“Mommy, can we have a princess tea party today?” she asks sweetly, using her best pleading eyes and fluttering eyelashes, her day of watching endless cartoons now long forgotten about.

“Sure, only if Bucky doesn't mind joining us for tea?” You say directing your question towards him.

“Will you join us for tea? Please Mr.Sergeant Bucky! Please, please pretty please!” Lottie pleads, using her big doe eyes to her full advantage, tugging lightly on his jacket’s sleeve.

“Well after an invitation like that, how could I possibly decline?” Bucky says dramatically, letting Lottie tug him into the apartment.

The scene in front of you shouldn’t have been as funny as it was, as you swerved into your living room with a plate of cookies for Lottie to share with Bucky at her princess tea party. All six feet of Bucky was crouched down on the floor, his long legs tucked underneath him as he clinked a little plastic pink teacup full of apple juice in a cheer with your daughter.

Bucky had also fallen victim to your little girl’s dress-up box, as he too now was wearing one of her small, sparkling silver tiaras. The accessory was delicately perched in his long chocolate tresses, which had been clipped up with blue and purple butterfly clips.

It absolutely warmed your heart to see how sweet Bucky was with your daughter, taking the time to listen to her, and treat her with such gentle kindness.

“You’re so right Princess Charlotte..” Bucky said, taking a sip from his teacup, his finger poised out as held on to the handle. “..The kingdom would be in such a terrible state had you not chased away all those terribly menacing fire-breathing dragons. The devastation would have been unimaginable.” he says, fully immersed in the fantasy world of make believe that Lottie had constructed.

“Sounds like you two are having a very important discussion over there.” you smile, placing the plate of cookies down between them, making sure to snatch one up for yourself at the same time.

“We are! I was telling Bucky about how the dragons tried to take over the palace, but I stopped them!” Lottie smiled brightly, chocolate chip crumbs tumbling down on her princess dress as she munched happily on her cookie.

“..And everyone knows that you can’t have dragons take over your palace, that’s just like a huge no-no in the being a princess handbook.” Bucky adds on, confirming your daughter’s words with a firm nod.

After finishing her princess tea party, Lottie decided that it was time for an extravagant ball. So, you queued up a few of her favourite Disney princess songs on your phone and began to play them so she could dance around freely. She twirled around, her dress fanning out around her as she did.

The dreamy sounds of Aurora's voice came filtering out through your phone’s speaker, Once Upon A Dream, and Bucky was all too quick to bend down to your daughter’s level and hold his hand out to her.

“Your highness, if I may have this dance..” he smiles, the perfect image of a suave, and charming disney prince.

Lottie giggles and accepts his hand and twirls around with Bucky whilst the music plays. Her little feet standing on top of his whilst he waltzes around with her.

The sight before you tugs at your heart strings. The one man who you dared to take a chance on, the man who you let into your little corner of life was here in your living room, dancing and laughing with your daughter like she was his own.

You always felt bad for Lottie for never having that constant father figure in her life, and always made sure to do your best by her so that she never felt any different to the other kids her age, but seeing how gently Bucky was with her had you quickly wiping away a tear in the corner of your eye.

“Look at me mommy!! Look at me dancing!!” she bubbles with a bright smile.

You smile and make your way over to where they’re dancing together, and you slip your arms around Bucky’s waist from behind and lean your head against his broad shoulders, letting yourself gently sway with him and the soft floating music. Closing your eyes and just letting yourself fall freely into the tenderness of the moment.

There’s a small part of you that dares to hope that things could be like this all the time. That Bucky could be more than just Lottie's mom’s boyfriend. That together you three could be a happy family, but for now you’re content with keeping that little fantasy close to your heart, and are more than happy to just live in this moment with the two people who matter most to you in this world.

It’s later in the evening, when Lottie had finally tired herself out and you had managed to convince her to swap her princess dress for a pair of warm and fuzzy pyjamas before gently tucking her into bed with a kiss pressed into her hair.

“Good night, Pumpkin.”

You see yourself out of her bedroom, making sure to leave her door cracked open just an inch, so that a little bit of light pours into her room, to stop the monsters coming in as she'd told you many times before.

And when you get back to your living room you see Bucky is there, sitting on your couch, carefully picking out the last of the butterfly clips from his hair.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to go on our date today, Bucky.” you say softly, unclipping the final butterfly clip that he’d missed at the back of his head before sitting down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder with a tired sigh.

“What are you talking about, I had a great time.” he says, turning to you with that brilliant smile of his. “I know you were nervous about letting me into your life like that, especially when Lottie is concerned, and I totally understand that, but I just want to tell you how much it means to me that you trusted me. Not many people do.” he says that last part more to himself, underneath his breath, but you caught it.

“Bucky, I just wanted to thank you. Thank you for being so patient with me, I know most guys would have run for the hills by now” You laugh softly. “But not you. You're a good man Bucky Barnes. You're a good man and I lo- I like you, I like you a whole lot.” You manage to catch yourself before admitting to being in love with him. You'd only been dating him for a short time, but you were confident that you loved him, but you weren’t quite sure if you were ready to speak those words out loud just yet.

He takes your chin between his fingers, kissing your lips with a gentle and reverent press, his nose brushing against yours.

“I like you a whole lot, too.”

Yeah, you think to yourself, I hope he stays around for a long time.

@penguinsandpotterheads @abitchyouhate @honeyglee @myfavbuckyfics @buckgasms

[screamqueenmacher]

It's A Scream: DILF Edition (Billy Loomis x Reader)

Has been posted to ao3 and I've posted a link before but *shrugs*. 18+ minors DNI!! Explicit smut lies ahead (blow job)

You met your best friend when you were fifteen, and you'd suffered the biggest crush on her father since you met him just a few months later. Billy Loomis was a handsome son of a bitch, and your crush was unbelievably inappropriate. Lucky for you, you didn't see him as much since her parents divorced. You normally hung out at her mom's place, but when you happened upon her dad's weekends…

As you got older, you tried harder to suppress the crush you harbored. You attempted to date, but all the guys your age were so bland. Billy was mysterious, intriguing, funny, and, to top it all off, the ultimate bad boy. He was practically a legend in Woodsboro. How could you not be into him?

You were at the hot bastard's house for your friend's birthday party, mingling in the large backyard. You'd done a shot with her at her request, but otherwise had been nursing the same mixed drink for at least an hour. If you drank too much, you ran the risk of flirting, and there was only one man there that caught your eye. You could not let your best friend know you were crushing on her dad. 

“Do you need something else?” His voice made your stomach flip, and you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks. You looked at your cup and then back to him, shaking your head.

“Oh, no, I'm good. Thanks, Mr. Loomis.” He scoffed at your formality. 

“Y/N, you know you can just call me Billy.” The reminder, which you'd received multiple times, made your blush grow. You knew you could, and you had only occasion, but you worried about letting yourself cross a line. 

“Right. Billy.” You smiled shyly, taking a sip from your drink. He watched you for a moment, and you fidgeted under his intense gaze. That was something you loved, how intense his eyes were. No matter what, it was like he could see you down to your very core. It was…beautiful. He was beautiful. 

“Follow me. I wanna get your opinion on something.” He smirked, jerking his head towards the house. Swallowing hard, all you could do was nod before following. 

Your mind was racing. Of course, he probably just had a necklace or some other gift for his daughter that he wanted a second opinion on. But you couldn't help but swoon at the idea of any amount of alone time with the older man. He led you past a few other party goers that were inside, none paying attention to you as you followed him up the stairs. Sure. He would have the gift in his room. Safe keeping. She wouldn't go in there to snoop around. Stood in the middle of his room, you couldn't help but take in every single detail around you, almost missing the click of the lock when he shut the door. 

“What, uh, did you-” You turned to face him, immediately finding his lips on yours. Your eyes were wide, and you didn't think you were breathing. Billy Loomis, your best friend's father, was kissing you. 

And god, it was fantastic. 

“I know about your crush on me.” He barely pulled back from your lips, his eyes watching you closely. He had that sexy smirk of his playing at his lips as he watched your mouth open and close, desperate for an answer or an excuse to come to mind. “It's cute. I won't tell on you.”

“Thank you.” It was the only thing you could think to say. You did not want to lose your friendship. One of his hands cupped your cheek, his thumb smoothing over your skin.

“Are you willing to show me just how much you've wanted me?” Your mouth was dry, but you nodded dumbly. “Get on your knees for me, sweet thing.”

“Yes, sir.” Your response slipped out before your brain could catch up, and you didn't miss the flash of hunger in his eyes as you did as you were told. Once on your knees, you didn't hesitate to undo his dark jeans, knowing exactly what he wanted. 

You wasted no time in releasing him from the confines of his jeans and boxers, holding him in one hand. Just looking at the size of him half hard, your mouth was watering. Leaning in, you pressed a kiss to the tip before licking along the entire length of his cock. You teased your tongue along the slit, and soon one of his hands found its way into your hair. A sharp tug had your attention turning to his face, a soft whine escaping your lips. 

“Good girls don't tease. Be a good girl for me.” You wanted nothing more than to be a good girl for him in this moment. 

With your hand gripping the base of his shaft, you took him as far into your mouth as you could without gagging. Bobbing your head, you started with a slow pace, working more and more of him into your mouth until he was bumping the back of your throat. You did gag, but you didn't stop. You pulled back, sucking on the head harshly before taking all of him again.

“Fuck, that's it. Look so good with my cock in your mouth, doll.” He groaned, his hips thrusting slightly, gagging you. It didn't deter him, making a moan fall from him. “Let me fuck your mouth.”

It wasn't really a request. He was going to do it, you were sure, even if you didn't want it. And honestly? That shouldn't have been as hot as it was. 

His other hand joined your hair, both if his hands holding you in place as his hips found a rhythm they were comfortable with. You dropped your hand, resting both in your lap. You trained your eyes on his face, watching his head tip back in please. Your eyes studied the way his teeth worried his lower lip, the way his eyebrows creased, the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. It almost distracted you, until you were gagging again. 

“Good girl, Y/N. Being such a good fucking girl for me.” His voice was gruff, and his eyes met yours. He was smirking, his lip sliding through his teeth. You don't think you'd ever been so turned on in your life. “I'm gonna cum in your mouth, and you're going to swallow.”

You'd sure do your damnedest. It only took a few more thrusts on his hips until he was pushed as far into your mouth as he could get, spilling his seed directly down your throat. Your eyes were teared up, and you were focusing on your breathing as much as you could while swallowing as fast as you could. When he pulled out, you coughed, breathing in harshly. His hands left your hair, his thumbs gently wiping the tears from your face. You couldn't stop looking at that gorgeous smirk.

“Good job, sweets. Now, do me another favor and get your clothes off.”

[lunarspiral1127]

X-Men 97 episode 8 *SPOILERS*

Bastion

Not gonna lie, I busted out laughing when I watched his origin story. This is the second time an antagonist had to wait for a couple to make a child and use said child for their plans. Nimrod was lucky that the guy he infected was in a relationship. Plus, I thought it was gonna make Bastion sympathetic due to his childhood flashbacks, but nope.

So, he made a Utopia for humans, but the mutants are enslaved. Saw old Polaris and the Phoenix. But, what bugs me is that he claims that many of the humans consented to be turned into Prime Sentinels without knowing all the details and won't have any memory of being turned. I find it hard to believe that every single one of them would've consented, especially his elderly mother. Dude omitted many details and I'm pretty sure he turned some of them without them knowing. Plus, I'm still mad at him for killing Gambit.

Cameos of Dr. Doom and Zemo (hydra n@zi Zemo, not the MCU version). Wasn't expecting to see them being members of OZT.

Mr. Sinister's just in it for the mutant experimentation.....y'know what? I shouldn't be surprised with that reason why he "teamed up" with Bastion. More test subjects.

Summers Family

Not gonna lie, I was really annoyed with the drama between Cable and Scott. If this was comics Scott, I can understand why Cable's giving him the cold shoulder. But, this Scott didn't wanna abandon Nathan like his dad did to him! It was Madelyn that gave him to Bishop. So, if Scott was there with her, things would've been cool?! God, I'm so sick of this drama. Thank goodness that it didn't last long and that Jean stopped them from escalating it further.

Summers family vs. Prime Sentinels was pretty cool. I like that father/son fistbump, which means things will get better between the two.

It's funny that Jean's being the mom at Cable who's like this big man in his 50s.

Also, Jean and Scott's relationship is getting better which is a relief.

Nightcrawler

Once again, precious boy and MVP. What he said to Jean was really nice. He's always been there as someone's shoulder to lean and cry on. When he talked about Mystique, I felt so bad for him. Honestly, I hated what she did to him just because he was born that way. In the 90s show, she did feel guilt for what she did when Nightcrawler talked to her. But, I still didn't like her for what she did to him. However, with all the words and hugs he's given to others, I hope he has someone who'd give him words and hugs too. He also needs a shoulder to lean and cry on too.

SWASHBUCKLING NIGHTCRAWLER HELL YEAH!!! I've been waiting to see him use swords and it was worth the wait. Him teaming up with Wolverine was really cool. Plus, seeing how his teleporting works was cool too. Love that he was protecting his sister, and I'm glad that we got something with him and Logan cause we haven't had anything like that since he first appeared.

Beast

Why the hell would he let the reporter stay in?! Even if she's not doing her job, she's shouldn't be involved! It has nothing to do with her, plus, I'm pretty sure he revealed a lot of classified information that only the X-Men should be allowed to hear and see. Dammit, Beast. And, dammit Morph for letting her in too.

*sigh* Anyone else think, he's been done dirty in this episode? Cause having her stay in there got his butt kicked. Sure, he didn't know that she was a Prime Sentinel, but they do know the possibility that any human could be one, right? Now, Beast is knocked out along with Rogue, who hasn't woken up still.

Jubilee and Roberto

Okay, so they are gonna be part of the main plot, good. I was worried that they were gonna be sidelined, especially Jubilee.

His mom is a beech. She sold her son out to the Prime Sentinels and didn't believe him and for what? Her reputation?! Man, f**k this beech, she sucks. Poor Roberto though.

Finally using his powers more than once! I counted four times in this whole series so far of when he used them. It's also something that annoys me about the character. He said that he was training in the Danger Room to surprise Jubilee, but why couldn't we have seen that?! Why couldn't we have Roberto training with one of the X-Men's help and see him develop his abilities?! Hell, have Jubilee be there to train him! That way we could've seen more of his abilities and see him grow more and have him interact with other characters, bonding with them. Not just Jubilee. Maybe have him open up to when he first awakened his powers and why he wants to hide them, instead of just telling us.

On the plus side, they should be okay thanks to Magneto's magnetic EMP ability. Speaking of which....

Magneto

I'm glad he didn't get turned into a Prime Sentinel, but I still don't understand how Bastion and Mr. Sinister got his hands on him from Genosha. That blast should've killed him along with the Morlocks. I don't even think it's gonna be explained how they captured him.

His prisoner numbers....yeesh. 😬

The one good thing that Cooper did. Letting him go and realizing that he was right. Aside from that, f**k her. Seriously, was the only good human (regular human, not enhanced) shown in this was Moira?! Cause that's what it feels like.

Now, I was confused at first with what Magneto did, but I think he went to the North or South Poles and used the Earth's magnetic field which is strongest there to cause a worldwide blackout, disabling all the Prime Sentinels. Not killing them, mind you. All while in his underwear, too.

Honestly, I wouldn't blame him if he wages war. He tried to be good. He tried to respect Xavier's dream. But, look what happened. So, I wouldn't blame him if he did this.

HOWEVER! I like that Magneto was good. Part of me doesn't want him to go back to his old ways cause that's gonna be more conflict between him and Xavier. Plus, only Logan claimed that Magneto waged war. If he did, he would've killed the Prime Sentinels, but he didn't. If anything, he'd be waging war on Bastion since he's the one responsible. But, yeah, I'm sorry Xavier. You're cool and all, but Magneto was right.

Cameos

I mentioned Zemo, Doctor Doom, Future Polaris and Future Phoenix. But there were much more.

Omega Red and the Silver Samurai, but one that made me so excited to see......SPIDER-MAN!!! I was so happy to see 90s Spider-Man. I know many would want a sequel to the animated series, but we'll have to wait and see.

The rest I wanna talk/rant about

Professor X shows up finally, but I got miffed when he said "I hope I'm not too late". CHARLES! YOU ARE VERY VERY LATE!!! I know space travel takes time, but COME ON! He better do something real quick to help stop all this crap that's been happening. Dunno how, but it better be something good.

By the way, I'm still annoyed with that black hole excuse. Why couldn't he just contact Scott and the others and stay in touch with them right when he was fully recovered or was well enough?

WHERE THE HELL IS STORM?!?!?! I know she's with Forge, but you'd think the moment she heard about Genosha, she'd head back home flying. She'll probably show up next week, but it's been like two episodes since she got her powers back. Is her not being there sooner a choice the writers made cause if she was there, the fight with the Prime Sentinels would've been over quicker? *sigh* I just wanna see one of my favorites come back and kick some butt like she used too.

I dunno if Forge is gonna come back with Storm, but I hope he does. I want him to help with this Bastion mess. Plus, he did take a photo with him, which has me worried that he was connected somehow but I hope not. It also would be cool, if he contacted the rest of X-Factor and meet up with the X-Men and team up. But, I don't think that's gonna happen.

So, Bishop is definitely out of the picture for the rest of this season, which is bullcrap. It would've been cool to have him and Cable work together again like before along with the X-Men. But, instead, the excuse was they got separated from the time stream. So, we don't even know if he's okay or if he's lost again, or if he actually made it back home. God, I feel like his character's purpose of the show was to help create another characters origin.

Okay, I think that's pretty much it. It was a good episode, even though I did rant on a lot of stuff. We'll see how parts 2 and 3 play out in the next two weeks and hope that the finale will stick the landing.

[its-still-cuppi-cakes]

I have a few personal hcs of Guy that I'd like to share

(Some I have adopted from others that I've found on here, but I will have my opinion on them)

Guy is a huge starwars and avengers nerd. He probably has many action figures, clothes and merch of the characters in his room before honey and him started dating. I feel like the terrible roommate they had once messed around with them as a "joke" and Honey called her out on it and made her apologize for it. And pay for any of the damages she caused.

He. Needs. To wear. Glasses. But he doesn't like wearing them because of how they feel on his nose so he wears contacts. He does wear them when he's writing though! And he looks good too. He probably has those ones where it's prescription and bluelight. And an all around black frame.

He's a lego builder! He also collects Starwars and Avengers lego sets. And some other types of sets that he thinks looks cool.

He has a caffeine addiction. He drinks so much caffeine Honey has made it a rule where he can only have two cups/cans of caffeine each day. Which is a lot better than 5.

Has hair ties/hair clips for himself because his hair gets in the way when he's looking down to write, type on his phone or work.

Has pins on his apron for work. One says "My pronouns are he/him" and anytime someone comments about it, he just says "Well I am an English/creative writing major so pronouns are important to me." Just to make them mad.

Is called "Son" by Max, his boss. Idk why but I feel like Max loves him like his own. Has called him "Dad" by accident. Now him and Rosa call him "Papa Max" as a joke.

I feel like he forgets his lunch a lot and Honey brings it to him, claiming they're gonna stop and let him starve, but never actually does stop because they like seeing his face when they have his starwars lunch box at hand as they walk through the door.

Has bad acne that Honey helps him take care of. They definitely have skin care date nights. They do have matching skin care headbands.

Can be very stylish. But chooses not to. He likes wearing tshirts and jeans all the time.

Reads before bed. Reads to Honey to help them sleep. Reads. (Someone plz draw Guy reading the hobbit)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. I'm so normal about Guy. Goodnight.

[otakween]

One Pound Gospel - Episode 7

More wacky shenanigans with Kosaku and Angela. My opinions on this show have been up and down, but at this point I'm generally thinking pretty favorably of it. There were some truly awful scenes with Kosaku in the middle of the series, but he's switched to "noble" mode and they're focusing way more on background characters (kinda like the Naruto style of story telling lol).

Notes:

I was looking forward to this one. I haven't seen a lot of live action portrayals of host clubs yet, so I thought it might be interesting.

Ueda's dad obviously sucks and they played it all for comedy. I hope he learns to love his son unconditionally in the end (or Ueda drops him outta his life)

I thought Angela's reaction to the host club was a lot more snarky in the manga. Live action Angela feels more polite and subdued which is too bad.

IDK why Ryuusei immediately revealed he lied to Angela in the host club where she could have made a scene. I guess everyone else is in on the scheme so they don't care lol

Once upon a time I would have thought trying a host club might be fun, but I've since learned that they're scammy money pits and now I wouldn't touch them with a ten foot pole. Maybe if I could get some kind of tour without actually being a customer...

The visual kei style that the hosts sport is soooo mid 2000s. I thought it was a fun departure from the manga that Kosaku attempts to be a host too (as an indentured servant, Ouran much?)

In 2024 Angela's 500,000 yen debt is only like 3k something USD. Put into perspective, it doesn't seem that crazy. Her 3000 yen allowance is crazy tho 💀 even in 2008 I doubt that could get you very far...(maybe some 500 yen meals)

Katsumi has been reduced to "kid who reacts incredulously to everything." I wonder if his arc is completely over?

Ryuusei being vaguely sexist toward the Chairman?? Aw helll nawww. This means war!

Even though Ueda's dad was kinda awful, I still couldn't help but feel sad when he realized he'd been deceived. Cute, sad old people are a weakness of mine 😭

The bond between all the guys at the gym seems really healthy and wholesome. I liked the scene where they all comforted Ueda.

I was a little taken aback when Ryuusei called Ueda an "old man." I'm very bad at judging ages and didn't really realize he was older than everyone...(though in retrospect that's pretty obvious)

Chairman's attempt at being a good mom was sweet. It feels like we're getting some natural progression with her healing her relationship with her son.

Ryuusei looked a lot better with his hair slicked back and sans makeup. I didn't even recognize him actually.

I didn't realize they were wearing crotch guards until this episode. Kurenai's looked pretty goofy on top of his jeans (like a white diaper). Glad they're being safe tho

Annnnd we've gotta two parter! There's only 2 episodes left so either it will be a 3 parter or the final episode will just be some fluff (or a really rushed standalone plot)?

[arcadiasfiction]

Can the Son of a Villainess Ever Be Happy? Ch 1 Pt 2

~This is an alternate universe fanfic where Adrien's deceased mom was the notorious villain, Mayura.

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"Claws off! I'm exhausted!"

Adrien landed in his room and threw himself on his bed.

Plagg busied himself with a piece of Camembert that he had stashed under the bed. Adrien scrunched his nose at the smell of the cheese and rubbed his hands over his face.

"Today's akuma wasn't the most powerful one we've faced, but it was crazy hard trying to out-think him. My brain is burned out."

"That's why you should think more about cheese.”

There was a knock on the door, and Plagg hid himself. Adrien sat up.

"Come in."

Adrien's father cracked open the door and peeked in.

"I'm not interrupting your studying, am I?"

"Uh--No, Dad." Adrien glanced around, hoping there were no signs of his outing. "I'm just taking a break.”

"Good. You need to do that more often." Gabriel sat on the bed next to him.

"And so do you."

Adrien had no clue if his dad ever took a vacation from creating designs for his self-named luxury fashion brand, Gabriel.

Even after marrying Nathalie, he insisted on postponing their honeymoon until next year, after he finished his latest collection. Nathalie, being Nathalie, insisted that a honeymoon was unnecessary and that she would be happy with assisting him as always.

Sometimes, Adrien wasn't sure what to think of those two.

Gabriel ruffled a hand through Adrien's summer blond hair. "I need to get better. I've been teaching you bad habits."

"I think you might be too late."

Gabriel wanted to enjoy Adrien's banter, but he could only think of the gravity of their situation. "Nathalie and I saw the news about the akuma attack today, and we wanted to check on you."

Adrien's heart grew warm at the words. The loss of Adrien's mom was very tough on his dad, and he struggled to let her go. But now, he was gracefully moving on. Having Nathalie as part of the family seemed like the most natural thing. 

Adrien gripped his knees, rubbing circles into the fabric of his jeans.

"Night Moth has already stolen the Butterfly and Peacock Miraculous that belonged to Mom. I'm not letting him have her ring too.” 

Gabriel placed a hand on his shoulder. "The ring. Do you have it secured?"

Adrien paused for a moment, not sure of how much he should say. He spoke slowly.

"It's under Cat Walker's care." 

Saying the name of his alter ego in front of his dad felt strange. Adrien looked up into his father's blue eyes. 

"Is it ok that I put the ring under the watch of someone else for a little while?"

Gabriel gazed into the distance and nodded. "That's a smart move on your part. Next time anyone asks, we can simply say that we don't have it. And Cat Walker is a steely young man. Anyone who wishes to take the ring from him will be in for a tough time.

Nathalie and I have been discussing your schedule, and we feel that right now, you need some space. I've cut back on your modeling gigs. As far as Chinese class, fencing, rock climbing and parkour training, that is up to you. But we would prefer it if you took a break."

Adrien sighed. He really didn't want to cut back on anything. Not being out there taking action in some form made him feel like he was falling behind. Behind on what? He wasn't quite sure.

"Okay. I'll take a break from everything else but fencing."

Gabriel gave Adrien a firm pat on the back.

"Will do. With an itinerary like that, are you sure you aren't planning on becoming an action film actor?“

“No way, Dad,” said Adrien with a laugh.

"Just making sure. You know I'll support you with whatever you want to do. Remember, you do not have to handle things alone."

Gabriel had spent so much time obsessing over fixing the broken Peacock Miraculous, alone. But then Nathalie came along and helped him to not only repair the priceless magical broach, but to see that the most precious things were already in front of him.

"Trying to handle everything alone nearly destroyed me. I do not want that for you."

Adrien understood. His voice came out softly.

"Yes, sir."

Gabriel crossed his arms and exhaled.

”And Adrien, I'm sorry I wasn't able to help your mother.”

He felt it was impossible to apologize enough. He couldn't imagine what it must be like for Adrien to face every day knowing that his mom, despite having a career as a gifted actress, became Mayura, one of the worst villains Paris had ever seen. Gabriel wanted to give Adrien something so much better than this.

“Dad, don't blame yourself. You did the best you could.”

Gabriel sighed.

"Regardless of what happens Adrien, keep in mind that your mother's mistakes are not yours.”

He looked into his son's soft emerald eyes. He was so much like her, and that worried him a little.

"I'll try to remember that.”

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Next is Chapter 2: The Start of a Crush

Marinette rolled over in bed, hugging her pink cat pillow. All night, her brain kept playing on repeat the glint in Cat Walker's eyes as he glanced back at her over his shoulder. As she mentally rewound the image again, she let out an exasperated sigh and pulled another pillow over her face…

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[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

Needless Guilt and Validating Neglect

Yesterday, J and our son and I went out and bought a new car. It's meant to primarily be my car. It's so nice. It's an electric car, so it's very quiet, and it never smells (except for that new car smell...it still has that). It never needs gas or an oil change. It's a pretty color and it has a feature that automatically starts my Spotify queue when I get into it. But I feel guilty about having it.

I feel like I didn't/don't work enough to have this nice, new car; I feel like I shouldn't have this when other people can't afford to have it. I worry about the money. I worry that I don't deserve it. Even though I've driven the same car for 14 years prior to yesterday, I think I do plenty of valuable work in my home and family, and I just started working outside home again too. I still feel...guilty for having something nice.

I went out shopping with my mom today too, something I've done probably over 1000 times in my life. I only spent about $95, and I bought 8 shirts for my new job and a pair of jeans for my son. That averages to just over $10 an item, and it was things we needed, and under $100 total, and I feel indulgent for spending it. I'd feel that way without the recent family drama involving my brother and his wife, but that mountain of shit just makes it worse...more layered and complicated, and I feel frustrated with myself for letting that situation add layers and complications to my already needless feelings. My brother and his wife are hugely in financial debt, and unlike a lot of people in general, particularly a lot of people in their age range, they arrived that way entirely from reckless spending and other behaviors. There's no addiction, no crushing student debt, no expensive medical or legal emergencies, no accidents, no unfair pay for their work (no more than other working people anyway), no crazy raised rent (no more than other working people anyway). It really was just a lot of buying whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it, without considering any consequence. Now my parents and J and I are involved to help them dig out of the giant hole they've made for themselves. Which they resent some. And it's so repetitive and remedial, going over such basic, elementary finance, that it's even annoying our teenage son. So while we were out, my mom said, "I've got one taking me out shopping in a nice brand new car and the other one is worse than flat broke."

I think she meant it to make me feel good; she meant it as some kind of compliment to me. But all I could think about when she said it is that she very deliberately raised me to know that I couldn't depend on her (and therefore anyone, really) for anything, and to not have any needs or desires. She raised my brother in such a way that he knows she'll always be there to bail him out when he fucks up and that he deserves and should just go get whatever he wants, as much as he wants, whenever he wants it. So in this odd way, now she feels like how she raised me was the 'right' way. That she was right to not meet my emotional needs and shame me for wanting anything and making me be an almost pathologically independent person who is accommodating to and responsible for other people in the extreme. My good life now with J is validating her neglect. She thinks it's good that I can't enjoy my new car and I feel bad that I bought a lot of new shirts for myself today.

[djfics]

BTVE: The Road For Revenge

The Seer and The Red Moon

Summary: After Alune finds out that Aphelios die from an explosion in Glasc Asylum, she becomes a completely different person and decides to make a revenge plan.

WC: 2,773

Song: Crazy by LE SSERAFIM

December 20, 12:01 P.M. - Alune's Mansion

Diana and Alune were watching a movie until the movie was interrupted by the news.

"We interrupt this program with a breaking news: The Glasc Asylum in Zaun City has been destroyed by an explosion, and we have a lot of victims"

"Oh my...."

"I heard that this asylum is the worst because of the tortures they have," Diana explained, until the news man almost finished saying the names of the victims.

"And the last victim of the explosion is no other than the son of the CEO of Thresh Co. Aphelios Thresh" Alune's eyes were wide when the news man said Aphelios' name.

"Alune?" Diana looked at her niece as she went upstairs. "ALUNE WAIT!!" Yuumi heard Diana's yells, and she decided to follow Alune.

"I hope she's okay...." Yuumi thought as she slid just in time and hopped onto Alune's bed. "Lunie?" Yuumi meows and uses her paw on Alune while she's crying. "Yuumi... my brother is dead...." she started crying as the fourth gem of the ring started glowing, which made Yuumi scared.

"They will pay for what they did to my brother Yuumi...." Alune raised her head, dried her tears, and revealed her red eyes. Yuumi was shocked that Alune's eyes turned red for all of a sudden.

"Let's go, Yuumi,"

December 21, 1:00 A.M. - Valoran High

Alune arrives at Valoran High wearing a black hoodie, a black facemask, black gloves, dark jeans, and black ankle boots while she's holding a backpack filled with red spray cans.

"Keep an eye on the guards, Yuumi." Yuumi nodded while Alune tried to open the door with a hairpin, and it worked. She went to the radio room and decided to make a mess.

"I remember that Kayn requested Sona and Seraphine to help with the play," she remembers about the testimony of one of the students and decides to use the spray cans to write on the wall.

"There, all done," Alune placed a note on the wall and left the school.

-

December 21, 1:10 A.M. - Shieda Residency

Alune and Yuumi were hiding on the bush and watching Kayn and his friends laughing.

"I'm so happy that Moonboy is dead." This made Alune boiling in anger, but she calmed down. After the lights turn off, she decides to go out of the bush and use the spray cans to write on Kayn's van.

"Not only made Mother Moon mad Kayn, but also me," Alune saw a bag of fortune cookies and remove the fortune and replace a fake one and left.

-

December 21, 1:18 A.M. - Glasc Residency

"Did Darius find out about the cause of explosion?"

"He said that is still in progress." Renata growls, but she calms down. "I bet it is one of the kids... Anyway, I'll call you later, I need to rest." she hung up the phone and went to sleep.

Alune comes out from the bush, pulls out her spray cans, and wrote on Renata's white car.

"Well, Renata, I hope you like the color red," Alune smirks and places rotten eggs inside of the white car and leaves.

-

December 21, 1:30 A.M. - Sett's House

"I feel bad for the big guy, Miss Mei," Teemo said, as Mei gives Teemo a cup of tea. "Me too Teemo, when we saw the news on TV, he started screaming and saying,'I regret everything what I've done,' " Mei said as Teemo was feeling nervous.

Alune decides to sneak in and decides to use the spray cans to write on the wall of the backyard.

"Ma'am, your son was the cause of my brother's death" as Alune finishes writing, she went to Teemo's delivery truck, and wrote as well.

"Not today Teemo, not today," with that, Alune left and decides to make a deal with thugs to beat Sett. "If you make him a pulp, I'll give you something in return," she hold a envelope of cash and they agree to her. She left the alley and went to the last place that she needs to vandalize.

-

December 21, 1:50 A.M. - Thresh Co.

"Alright boys, is time to practice my sad father act,"

"Good luck, Thresh," Viego said as the three guys went to their separate ways. Alune got out from the bush, she used an entrance card to enter the company, and she got accepted.

"I have to thank my friend for making a replica of the entrance card," as Alune enters the company, she looked at the inside, and decides to destroy everything like electronics, paperwork, walls, doors, and use can of sprays to make doodles and writing stuff.

"Thresh, I will kill you, I will kill you, you bastard!! Just you wait," Alune flip the bird to the camera and left the company and return back to her house.

-

As Alune returns to her room, she went to the bathroom to take a bath first. She was reading a book about a nice rich girl became a rebel, and decides to break everything, she looked at the protagonist's hot pink hair, while she looks her white hair.

"I think I need a change,"

December 21, 6:50 A.M. - Pharmacy

"Here," Alune orders her driver to drop her to the pharmacy. "Are you sure you will walk all by yourself Miss Alune?" the driver ask and she nodded.

"I only need some stuff for Aunt Diana, that's all," Alune said as the driver drove off, and she entered the pharmacy. She went to the hair section, found a hot pink and black hair dye, and picked it up.

She went to the cashier, and pays it. She went outside and went to the bathroom of the gas station and she looks at her eyes who returns back to violet and starts dying her hair.

"Let the show begin,"

-

Shieda Residency

"Alright boys, let's go to the park like n-What the!?" Kayn dropped his tumbler while he saw his van covered with spray paint that says,"THIEVES."

"Kayn, what's g-Woah!? GUYS!! COME HERE!!" Rhaast yells at Varus, Valmar, and Kai. They rushed and saw the van vandalized.

"Who done that?" Valmar asks. "Could it be Phel's friends?" Kai said. "I don't think so. They use blue spray paint, not red," Varus said as Kayn gritted his teeth.

"I DON'T F*CKING CARE!! JUST GET ME SOME CAR STICKERS TO COVER IT UP!!" Kayn orders them as they went to Kayn's garage. Kayn decides to open the last fortune cookie and sees his fortune.

"Your future will be full of trials," Kayn clicked his tongue and ripped the paper apart, and went back to get the car stickers.

"Whoever done this, they will pay"

-

Thresh's Car

"What do you mean that the office is vandalized!?"

"Y-Yes s-sir!! It seems someone broke into the company and destroyed everything!!" Thresh sighs and orders Cedric to take him to the company.

Thresh Co.

"What in the world...." Thresh saw the office vandalize. Their electronics got destroyed along with the paperwork. "Check the cameras!!" Thresh ordered his guards, and they left to check the cameras.

"Thresh look!!" One of the employees pointed at the wall that says "MURDERER" with red spray paint. He was furious as the guards appeared.

"Sir, the suspect was wearing dark clothes, and we couldn't identify them," Thresh punches the wall and sighs. "But they have red eyes." Thresh was surprised as the guard gave them a picture of the security camera until he heard a phone call and is from Mei.

"Yes, Mei?"

"Mr.Thresh!! My house is vandalized!!"

"You too!?" Thresh said, and Mei nodded. "Teemo saw the graffiti while he was planting mushrooms!! It says 'TRAITOR.' Not only that, Teemo's delivery truck is vandalized too!!"" Thresh was surprised as he heard the phone ring, and it is Renata Glasc.

"Hold on a moment, Mei, I'll send Cedric to pick you up and your son." Thresh hung up the phone and picked up Renata's call.

"Renata, w-"

"MY CAR HAS BEEN VANDALIZED THRESH!!"

"YOU TOO!? WHAT DOES IT SAY!!"

"INSANE" Thresh was shocked as he sent some messages to Darius and Viego, just in case. "And I need to get a new one!!"

"Why?" Thresh ask. "Is because someone put some rotten eggs inside, and it is impossible to remove the smell."

"I'll get you a new car model, Renata, I promise,"

"You better do that, or I'll stop working w-" Thresh hung up his phone and looked at the person who flipped the bird on the camera and growls.

"Who are they!? And why are they doing this!?"

-

Valoran High

"Come on, Sona, we have to finish o-AHHHHHHHHH!!" Seraphine drops her box full of crafting materials as Sona appears. "What's w-" Sona stops signing and saw their radio room destroyed, and the whiteboard is written with red spray paint that says "REGRET."

"Regret?" Seraphine said, as she called the police. Sona was nervous, and decided to check the cameras, and saw someone wearing dark clothes, and had red eyes and noticed the note on the wall and picks I up and reads.

'If you don't want trouble, I think it is best that you two drop out of this school, or something bad will happen,' Sona got nervous and decided to put the note away and sigh.

'Who will do such a thing....'

December 21, 7:02 A.M. - Alune's Mansion

"We have news for today, someone has vandalized four places on Valoran City: Renata Glasc's car, the radio room from Valoran High, Thresh Co. and the house of Thresh's assistant. " Diana almost spit her tea as she continues to listen to the news.

"The police think that it was the victim's friends, but Thresh's guards got the CCT footage, and is only one person who did this, and the only lead they have is that they have red eyes only," Diana drops her cup as she recognized those red eyes.

"It can't be....." As Diana picks her cup, she hear the door open. "Are you okay, Aunt Diana?" Diana, look up and see Alune, who looks completely different.

Her white hair has dyed to hot pink with black streaks and is styled with two buns, pink and red eyeshadow with hot pink lipstick, a piercing in her right eyebrow, and she's wearing a black leather jacket, a hot pink dress, black acrylic nails with silver rings, including her ring since birth, fishnet stockings, and black ankle boots with silver chains with moon charms.

"Alune? You look different...."

"Yes, Aunt Diana, I just need a change of look, that's all," Alune replied as Diana picked up her cup. "Did you see the news about they vandalized Thresh Co.?" Diana asked, and she shook her head.

"No, but I saw the police cars passing by while I was exiting the pharmacy, and here's your medicine, Aunt Diana." Alune gave the paper bag to Diana as she went upstairs.

"Alune"

"Yes?" Alune turned and looked at Diana as she was trying to ask something. "Never mind....I know is not the time to ask you since your friend died...." Alune looked away as tears fell from her eyes.

"But...I'm hiring a bodyguard just for you, so they will keep you company," Diana said as Alune nodded. "Yeah... I really need some protection... but what about you?" Alune, ask.

"I'll be fine, I have my trusty bodyguards that my friend sent me from Final City," Diana said. "Anyway, I'll let you go. Don't forget to come down for dinner." Alune nodded as she went upstairs.

"I hope she didn't do it....."

-

December 21, 10:11 A.M. - Sarah's Apartment

Aphelios' friends were sad about his death by the explosion, they decide to get some money by selling their pastries that they created.

"That should be enough..." Yone said while placing them onto the oven. "At least Vi and Caitlyn is helping us," K'Sante said as Senna saw something on TV.

"Guys!! Look!!" Sarah calls the couple and sees the news about someone vandalizing Thresh Co., Renata's car, and the radio room in Valoran High.

"No way...." As Yone and K'Sante were stunned, Ekko, Ezreal, and Neeko appeared out of nowhere.

"Guys!! Did you see the news a-"

"Indeed, someone vandalize Thresh Co. and other places, " Yone said as Ekko, Ezreal, and Neeko smirks. "Not only these four, but also this." Ekko shows a picture of Kayn's van has been vandalized as well.

"Did you guys do this?" Yone ask while glaring at them. "You do realize Powder hates red paint," Ekko said, and he had a point.

"Maybe someone saw the news about Phel's death, and they want to teach them a lesson," Ezreal said as everyone started thinking.

"I think you're right Ez...but who?"

Meanwhile, in Evelynn's limousine

"You want to turn on the TV?" Evelynn asks as Aphelios nods while eating the food that Veigar bought. She turned on the TV as Aphelios saw the news about Thresh Co. and other places got vandalized.

"Oh my gosh!?" Veigar was shocked as he almost hit another car. "VEIGAR!! STOP GETTING DISTRACTED!?"

"Sorry, Lady Evelynn!!" Veigar apologizes to her as he continues to drive. Aphelios was shocked about the news as Evelynn looked at him.

"Did you do this?" she asked, and he shook his head. "This...is the first time...I s-" Aphelios cough due to his damage vocal cords. Aphelios looked at the picture of the person with red eyes while drinking his coffee.

'Who did this? Is not Jinx or the others... maybe someone from Valoran High? I have to figure this out'

December 31, 11:55 P.M. - Lunari Co.

"Diana darling, I would love to come, but I have to prepare for my tour, and it is gonna be fantastic!!"

"I see, I'll leave you alone, prepare for your tour, my friend," Diana said as she drank a glass of champagne. "Anyway, have you talked to Leona?" Diana almost choked as her friend mentions Leona.

"I want to forget about her," she sighs as Alune and her bodyguard comes downstairs. "Anyway, my niece and her bodyguard is here, I'll call you later."

"Alright, take care." Diana hung up her phone, and she went to Alune and her bodyguard. "Enjoying the party, you two?" Diana ask as they nodded.

"Yes, Miss Lunari, your niece is having fun when I arrive," he said as Diana smiled at him. "I glad I hired you, Ethan," Diana said as she raised her glass and drank it.

"Is almost midnight, let's have the countdown." they followed Diana as they went to the window to see the fireworks.

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"Happy New Year!!"

Diana hugged her niece as she hugged her back. 'Happy New Year, my niece, this year will change everything.' She released her hug and looked at Alune and smiled.

'I'm sorry Aunt Diana, I'm not gonna change it, I will avenge them for the death of my brother' as Alune smile at Diana, the last gem of the ring changed to a deep red. She walked upstairs as her eyes turned red, and she went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror, she close her eyes, and her eyes turned back to violet.

"The sweet Alune is gone,"

January 2, 12:16 P.M. - Alune's Room

Alune was looking at the pictures of Sett beaten that the thugs sent it to her and sigh. She placed the pictures to an envelope, and then to a safe.

"Yuumi..." Yuumi stops licking her paw and looks at Alune confused. "You think I'm a bad person?" she ask, and Yuumi meows.

"Yeah...you're right, I'm just o-" Alune was interrupted by a door knock. "Who is it?" she ask.

"Is me Ethan,"

"You can come in," Ethan opens the door while holding a clip board. "Your aunt is very busy with the Sentinel Council, she request me to give you the schedule for this year," Ethan gave the clip board to Alune.

"That's a lot of events....."

"I know, but her friend ask her to assist these events," Ethan explained, and Alune understood what friend is he referring. "I know what you mean, did Aunt Diana got a private professor for this semester?" Ethan nodded and smiled. "She found the best professor ever," Ethan said and Alune thanked him, and he left.

Alune went back to her vanity and looked at her violet eyes turned red, which made Yuumi scared for her life.

Since my brother's death....

My powers are awakened....

I became The Seer....

And I'll destroy everyone who hurt my brother

Including Thresh, Renata, Kayn and Sett.

A/N: That concludes Alune's Road for Revenge, I'll see you on Friday with Sett's Chapter.

[elen-aranel]

This season of Picard has been so disappointing to me. I usually prefer to cut my losses when it comes to media; I know not everything is for me, even if it's something I wanted to enjoy. But these are characters I've cared about for my whole life, and I really feel like this story has let them all down.

I know that after thirty years people change but...

The way Beverly intentionally kept Jean-Luc away from Jack.

The way everyone was fine with her doing that despite how close they'd been.

The way Riker seemed to have forgotten his daughter and gotten wrapped up in grief for his son again. I know from experience that grief isn't linear, but it seemed weirdly written to me, and not a plot point there was really time to do justice to in a ten episode season.

The way that Deanna promised Jack she was there for him and then freaked out so completely when she saw what was on the other side of the red door, and abandoned him right when he needed her.

And I know that Starfleet is often the unwitting enemy in Star Trek, but these Frontier Day shenanigans seem especially clumsy. Like, you really don't have any frontiers anywhere that opponents won't take advantage of? Really? And the whole name-checking Janeway only to undermine who we know she is? She would never have been fooled by Changeling Tuvok, and she would never allow herself to have a layer of flunkeys between her and Seven of Nine.

I wasn't a Shaw fan, especially, but he deserved better than the 'oh you're Seven of Nine not Annika' death.

The Borg were all last season. I know they were weird semi-alternate universe Borg but it seems so weird to bring them back as the big bad now and not reference Jurati at all...? And there's a secondary collective still defending the Federation from... something?

Nostalgia, old ships, and clever cameos aren't enough. And I feel like this iteration of Star Trek seems to have lost the hope that I love from the Star Trek universe. I know, bad things happen, bad situations happen, there are complicated consequences to the best decisions we could've made at the time and we have to work through those... but apart from a couple of moments this has all felt so bleak to me.

And it's frustrating, too, because I think that it could've been so much better! But it wasn't.

[mvpfoolish]

01. || first day of school.

last chapter || next chapter

word count : 1379

Edith was awakened by that stupid default iPhone alarm, she groaned before picking up her phone and looking at the time.

6:47 am

She sighed before pulling herself out of her bed and wrapping her comforter around her body. She dragged her tired self over to the windowsill before kneeling right in front of it.

"Good morning Rex," Edith smiled opening up her chameleon's enclosure. She gently picked up the pet and walked into her bathroom down the hallway.

She set Rex on a small tree planted in a pot right next to the towel rack. He became yellow indicating that he was excited, this was like a daily routine to him.

Edith finally tore the comforter from herself before wetting her toothbrush and applying toothpaste to it.

2 and a half minutes later she finished, continuing with her morning routine which included washing her face, changing into clean clothes, and most importantly feeding her beloved chameleon.

"Good morning sweet pea," Edith's dad poked his head through the mudroom doorway. "Excited for your very last first day of school?"

"Total, can't wait to be the loner of the year!" The girl looked up from her bowl of cereal.

"Just like every other year." Her brother Sapnap spoke.

"Oh be quiet, be nice to your sister." Allie, her stepmother snapped at the boy.

"She's not my actual sister mom." He replied.

"Excuse me? Go get your brother and leave before you guys are late for school." Allie raised her voice at her son.

"Thanks, Allie." Edith half smiled placing her empty bowl in the sink.

One of the young men came running down the stairs, Basketball and Regular backpacks in hand. "Come on Edith, you had like 40 minutes to put that stupid lizard away yet you choose to do it now, right before we have to leave?"

"I'll be quick I'm sorry," Edith picked up Rex from yet another plant in the kitchen, walking up the stairs and into her room. "I'll be back later, love you." She kissed the chameleon's head before setting him back in his home.

"That's disgusting." Edith heard a whisper from the hallway, of course, one of the infamous boy who hate her for no apparent reason, Clay.

"You're acting like you don't say shit to your cat Clay. I've never said anything to you, I don't understand why you have to be so rude to me." Edith grabbed her school bag, throwing it over her shoulder before pushing past Clay and running down the stairs.

"Love you, Edith, have a good day at school." Her Dad yelled at her as she ran out of the garage door into Sapnap's Truck.

Edith wasn't a very affectionate person. She had a hard time talking about her feelings, along with even saying those stupid 3 word sentences to her father. Though of course she never had a problem saying it to Rex. Then again she didn't feel as if he could judge her anything since y'know, he is a chameleon after all.

"We're picking up George, you'll have to sit in the bed of the truck once we get him," Sap spoke looking over at Edith.

"You're joking, right? Do you not see what I'm wearing? That bed is disgusting, you haven't cleaned it this whole summer."

"Sucks, I already told George we would pick him up."

"You're a piece of shit, I don't know why you guys treat me so bad when I've been nothing but be nice to you two," Edith spoke before crossing her arms against her chest.

A few minutes go by before the three siblings arrive at George's house. Clay hopped out of the truck letting Edith out and letting George in.

Stepping up on the tire, making sure her jeans wouldn't get caught on anything, she threw her leg over just as George walked outside.

"Why's she sitting in the bed?" George asked walking through his front lawn.

"You know my truck is only a 3 seater George, she's fine, get in," Sap yelled out the sunroof.

George and Edith made eye contact as Clay pushed his friend inside the car.

"Are you sure she's okay out there? She doesn't even have a sweater on and it's 38 degrees out guys," George spoke looking through the back window at Edith's back.

"You're right, don't go yet." Clay hopped out of the car, taking off his jacket and offering it to his stepsister.

Edith looked over her shoulder and into the truck before taking the jacket from Clay. "Thank you."

Getting back in, he buckled his seatbelt before Sapnap began driving. "Why do you care if she's cold or not George? Got a crush on her or something."

"What no? I could never, she's not my type. Just thought it would be nice."

Edith's heart sunk. She had to admit. George was pretty cute and was the nicest friend out of her brother's friend group. How could she be such a fool? Of course, she's not George's type. She's got dark brown hair, light brown eyes, acne, scars from her past, horrible eye bags that circled her whole eye, making it look like she always had black eyes, and last but not least, she wasn't the skinniest. The only girls she has ever seen George date were beautiful blonde and blue-eyed girls.

What if she were to just jump out of the moving truck, would it hurt? Do you think she would die? No no no Edith shook those thoughts out of her head as they pulled up to the school. Her stomach began to hurt. Maybe she should've gone online as her father suggested. No no that was silly, she can do this. It's only one last year before she can move away and leave everything behind. Just like her brother did. She missed him, a lot. Maybe too much.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Clay yelled at the girl to give back his jacket. "Edith, Edith! Are you deaf?!"

"Stop yelling at her you stupid bitch." One of Ediths friends, Tina, defended the girl, pushing past the boys and slapping Clays' shoulder. "Edith are you okay?"

"What? Oh sorry. Yes, I'm okay." She apologized before slipping off Clay's jacket and handing it back to him. She jumped out of the bed, while Tina grabbed her hand.

"You don't have to apologize, Edith, It's not-" George was interrupted by Alex making his way over to the truck.

"Sup fuckers." Alex hugged' the brothers.

"God all of you are so annoying." Tina groaned pulling Edith away from the group of boys.

"Tina!" Alex called after her.

"What do you want Alex," Tina turned around making eye contact with her brother.

"Don't forget about tonight."

"What's tonight?" Edith looks at Tina.

Tina pulled the girl along while she spoke. "Don't be mad at me please,"

"Why would I be mad?" Edith pulled her arm away from Tina.

"I'm leaving, not like leaving leaving but I'm going to Mexico for a little while."

"What a little while?"

"Like a month or two.." Tina shrugged.

"A month or two?! Tina, why didn't you tell me? I mean I'm not upset, I'm happy you'll be able to see your family again. I just wish you would've told me sooner." Edith wrapped her arms around the girl.

"I know and I'm sorry, that's why I came today so we could spend some time together,"

"We don't have any classes together Tina what do you mean?"

"Listen I know, and that's why we will be skipping school today." Tina smiled grabbing both of Edith's hands.

"Tina what? I can't skip school. My dad will kill me."

"No he won't E, now let's go,"

[maehara-san]

━━ 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙤𝙠𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪

Being a scout was always a risk.

There was never a doubt in those who chose to give their lives in order to save humanity and their loved ones. No one will ever understand the hardships of losing a son, daughter, cousin, friend, or even a parent during battle.

Everyday people died, that much you were willing to come face to face with.

"Y/n!" Jean yelled out. "Are you almost done with the chores?" He jogged over to the corner where you stood cleaning.

Pulling down the white handkerchief from your nose, you replied. "Not yet, I still have to do the bottom shelf."

"Seriously?" He whined. "I'm starving, I thought you'd be finished by now."

You shrugged, "You can go ahead and eat if you want. I shouldn't be here for long, I can catch up later."

Jean shook his head. "No I don't want to leave you alone here."

"I've been alone on expeditions before. I think if you left me here by myself nothing bad is going to happen."

"Yeah... still-" Before he was able to protest, a sound of footsteps were heard.

"What are you two still doing here?" Your heads turned to see captain Levi standing there in the doorway.

Jean turned his head and raised an eyebrow at you. Your eyes widened, "Jean." You warned.

"You promised." He whispered.

Shaking your head fast, he stepped forward and nodded at you. Meanwhile Levi stood back seeing your heads shaking from one direction to another, along with a list of eye signals that he had no idea what they meant. He sighed for the fifth time again today, "I don't have time for this."

You both stopped your silent bickering hearing Levi speak.

"I asked you a question." He sternly spoke.

Feeling your cheeks burn with embarrassment you decided to answer, beating Jean to it. "I-I still need to clean the bottom shelf. Jean here was just leaving to go eat."

Levi turned to look at him, "Is that true Kirstein?"

Swallowing, he nodded. "Y-yes, sir."

"I see." Levi said, "Then get going you're holding your comrade from finishing her duties."

Jean excused himself but not before tilting his head and pointing towards Levi. Before you were able to say anything else he escaped from you.

"After you finish make sure to go eat, then head to my office Erwin wants to talk with you."

"Yes, sir." He gave you a slight nod, turned on his heel to head out when you called out to him again. "Captain Levi!"

"Hmm?" Levi turned his to look at you.

"I-I..." You looked down at your feet then back up at him. "I need to tell you something, sir."

"What is it y/l/n?"

Taking a deep breath, you grabbed onto the confidence you still had with you. "I know we have a very respectful relationship between a cadet and a captain." You began, "However these past expeditions that you allowed me to be part of made me open my eyes, even more than I thought they already were."

He crossed his arms in front of his chest as he stood there quietly listening to what you had to say.

"Some mistakes happen and you helped me realize that some things are out of control while there are others that have a solution. I've come to admire everything you have done for the scouts and me. You took me under your wing, never treated me like a clueless scout like Kitz did." You chuckled lightly, "With time... those moments started to be important to me in ways I never thought."

Swallowing down the ball of nerves you had, you decided to rip it off like a bandaid. "I like you, Captain Levi."

He held is breath.

"I fell for you these months and the more time we spend together the harder is became to ignore it. Believe me the last thing I ever thought of happening was falling for someone..." You sighed. "Yet if I kept quiet... it would only hurt me more in the process than being rejected by you. I don't want to die knowing I did not tell you how important you are to me."

Levi looked down at the floor, he has gotten countless of confessions when he joined the scouts. Every time he rejected them due to the fact that he never thought about anyone that way. He knew being a scout meant coming back dead, he already lost his friends, there was no telling what would happen to him if he lost the person he loved the most.

You did not rush him. Ever since you became part of the survey corps you heard the stories from upper comrades about the tragedies that Levi had gone through. Levi may be cold at times but when it comes to his teammates and fellow comrades, he cared. He may be one of the few people with the biggest heart.

After some time he finally looked at you. "Why did you decide to tell me even though you knew I might not accept your feelings?"

A small smile formed on your lips. "Like I said one day you can close your eyes for a moment then the next be dead on the floor. I didn't want to go with the feeling of regret and even if it does not go the way I wished it did, at least I said it."

"I admire how far you've come, y/l/n." He began, "I have come to respect you for being on alert not only on your surroundings but also keeping an eye on your fellow cadets. I can't return those feelings and I hope one day you find someone that will."

You nodded slowly feeling your heart break apart.

"I may not see you as a partner but I see you as an equal on my team and out on the battle ground. I hope I can keep counting on you."

"Of course." You smile weakly, "Thank you for the trust." blinking rapidly you tried to stop the tears from falling.

He noticed your red eyes, a feeling of guilt ran through his heart. "A-are you okay?..."

"I-I'll be fine, sir. I need a minute is all." You replied.

Something inside of him wanted to stay and comfort you. There was nothing more horrible than being alone when you were hurt. Countless of times he wished someone was there for him, it was a bitter life after all.

However he didn't say anything all, only nodded, knowing he had to respect your space. "Alright, let me know if... um you need something."

All you could do was nod, it was painful that he still cared despite not returning your feelings.

Once he was gone your tears rolled down your puffy cheeks. A sob escaped from your throat as you started to feel the pain in your chest. You could accept that this job came with risks but it felt on the same level with getting your heart broken.

People fall for others all the time, you wondered how did they ever piece themselves back when they got rejected. It looked easy to be okay the next day, you weren't sure if you'd be able to pretend like nothing happened when you had to face him again.

But this was what you wanted, you knew the low percentage of him feeling the same way. Now you had to move on with it or else you would swallow yourself in a dark place.

"Y/n?" a voice spoke, you weren't able to make out their face due to blurry vision, all you were able to make out was their deep voice. "What happened?" they crouched down looking at you.

You launched yourself at them, wrapping your arms tightly around their neck.

"I got you." they whispered and you buried your face into their neck wishing for this painful heartbreak to disappear.

After recovering both physically and mentally, you were able to act normal around him, despite the little flips your heart would make whenever he was close.

Levi was impressed with your professionalism which made his respect for you to sky rocket. The last mission not only impressed him but also Erwin, due to that, he decided that you were capable of leading your very own section for the next expedition. Resulting in one captain to oppose Erwin's decision.

"I'm not understanding why you can't let me do this!" You exclaimed. "I've proved myself before you know I can lead my own squad!"

"When it comes to training you can, but it's very different once you are outside those walls."

You tried keeping calm yet each passing second became troublesome. "Help me understand why you aren't letting me do this."

"I'm not letting you lead your own squad and that's final. I don't care about Erwin's orders you're under my squad." He raised his voice. "You follow my rules."

"You do not get to decide that for me!" You yelled feeling all frustrations rising up to the surface. "I've been training for hours on end for the same reason! I know if I go out there on my own to lead I'll be able to do it!"

"I'm done talking about this, y/l/n." He sat down and looked at the papers on his desk ignoring your cold stare.

"You said it yourself that you saw me as an equal, Levi." his movements stopped as he heard you call him by his name without the formalities. "That you admired how I kept my eyes on the surroundings and looked out for my comrades safety."

"I did." He mumbled.

"Then? What's stopping you from giving me the chance of a lifetime?!"

"I'm not going to let you go out there and get yourself killed or worse your comrades. There's no need to explain that to you again, now unless you have anything else to talk to me about then go." He stated looking at you coldly.

"Fine, but know I'm not going to stand by at the first chance I get." you walked out slamming the door on your way out not caring if it annoyed him.

Levi ran his fingers through his hair filled with frustration. A beating in his chest told him to deny your request. Never did he deny someone the chance to move up the ranks but now that it came to you, it was different. He slammed his hands onto his desk.

"Damn it!" He muttered, "What the hell am I doing?..."

Thoughts of you getting injured or worse killed, ran through his mind. Since when did he start feeling this way? He knew deep down this was going to kill him.

"Is he letting you?" Jean questioned.

You sucked in your lips, shaking your head.

"You should listen to him." He said. "He is captain for a reason."

"His title doesn't matter to me, he could be the king and I'd still go against it." You looked at Jean, "I understand you are worried but I know I'm ready and I am not going to play by his rules this time."

"Alright, what should we do then?"

"I think I know who, come on." You grabbed his hand and ran down the narrow corridor.

"So you want me to back you up? Even though he was strongly against it?" Section commander Zacharius questioned, looking at you both.

"I know it's a long shot and defying Captain Levi will be trouble-"

He shook his head, "I have my own squad I run. I can talk to Levi about the making you part of the next expedition."

"I appreciate the offer but I want to have the chance to run my own squad. Erwin trusts that I can handle this, all I am asking is if you can help me convince him." You explained.

Zacharius looked at you uncertain, Levi would never deny anyone the chance to get experience nor defy Erwin's order.

"She won't be alone in the expedition." Jean spoke up, "I will be there along with Reiner and a few other of our friends. Commander Erwin set up this squad especially to make sure everything runs smoothly, sir." placing a hand on your shoulder.

With crossed arms in front of his chest, Zacharius nodded. "I will talk to Levi."

You let out a breath of happiness. "Thank you so much! I promise the expedition will be a success."

"I know it will." He said, "I've seen you out on the battlefield and you have helped me more than once. My squad is set to go out as back up that day as well, I will be counting on you to lead."

"Yes, sir!"

The expedition was officially tomorrow. You were helping Connie gather some supplies along with Reiner and Eren. Loading up the wagon was a bit hard but having someone as strong as them definitely helped.

"So what do we call you tomorrow then? Section Commander Y/n?" Connie teased.

A blush crept up your cheeks, you shook your head. "There's no need for that. All of us are friends... plus adding the first part feels too formal and weird."

"I think it's kinda cool getting to be called Section Commander." Eren spoke, "It's so cool how captain Zacharius helped you out."

"I agree with Eren." Reiner said loading the crates filled with weapons. "It has a nice ring to it, don't you think? You've earned the right to be called that."

You bit your bottom lip trying to contain your smile as you put the extra gas and swords down. "Y-you really think people will think it's cool?"

Reiner nodded smiling at you. "It does, Section Commander Y/n."

"Reiner you really know how to-"

"Y/l/n."

Your body froze, Reiner turned around to see the captain standing there in front of the doors to the stable. No one made a movement, the three of them stood there looking at him, while your back was turned.

Eren stepped forward, "Captain Levi, we are almost done loading up the-"

Levi looked at every one of them, his stare said everything. "I need to talk with, Y/l/n."

Reiner spoke up. "Captain Levi, go easy on her. She didn't do anything-"

"I said to leave."

Slowly you turned around to face him. Eren looked over your way, you gave him a nod in reassurance. The three of your friends left, leaving you and Levi alone.

You knew what was going to go down, it was obvious that the big elephant in the room was never going to go away. This situation was getting more annoying as it dragged on. Never did you understood why he was so against you leading your own team. Since you joined the scouts all you ever did was train and become the best even if you didn't end up in the top ten.

Anger was slowly bubbling inside your veins. All he ever did was stand there looking at you with what seemed to be anger and disappointment.

"I'm not going to stand here and argue Captain." You took a deep breath, trying to really control yourself. "I know... I just know if I go out there everything is going to be fine."

"You're really that confident?" He scoffed.

"I am." You stated. "You know why? Because I have a team full of great fighters who I know I can trust and depend on. I can lead that team, I know I can do this. I have the best in the scouts with me, sir. Tomorrow that mission is going to be successful and I will not come back without each and every one of them."

"Are you willing to die to rescue them?" He raised his voice. "Are you willing to sacrifice everything for territory that we do not know will be good of use or not?! You do realize going out there means death."

"I do!" You walked towards him, "I don't care about me dying. I can care less if I'm the last one fighting off the group of titans so my family can get away." stopping five feet away.

Levi looked away, his hand formed into a fist. "It's easy for you to talk when you haven't seen your own friends die in front of you."

"They may have not been my friends but they were part of the regiment. Losing a single cadet in the scouts is always heartbreaking and you know that well enough, sir."

He turned to look at you, "Then you understand why your squad isn't qualified to go out there alone."

"We are." You said, "Tomorrow we won't be alone. Commander Zacharius is going as back up as well, Erwin made sure to add people who were capable of getting it done."

No matter how hard you tried to explain it to him it's like he wasn't going to budge. The person you fell for and still cared about, did not trust you. It hurt when it came to Levi, it was always different and you hated yourself at times when it affected you.

Clenching your jaw you spoke again, "I don't understand why you won't trust my skills."

"This has got nothing to do with your skills." Levi said.

"Then? What does it actually have to do with?" You questioned looking at him." "Because it hurts knowing that my- I-I mean you Captain Levi doubt what I'm capable of doing."

"You're not ready to go out there..." He softly spoke, "You are part of my squad you are under my watch... I already lost too many cadets. I don't want you... and them to be part of that list."

Your gaze soften at him for a moment, he cared. It was written on his face even if he did try to hide it. However your mind was made up. As much as you appreciate him, relying on him for everything will only hinder your progress.

"I'm going to come back alright? I need this to improve my skills and be seen as reliable. Tomorrow everything is going to be fine. I just need you to trust me, Captain Levi." He looked at your back as you walked away from him. As much as he wanted to protect you, he knew you were right.

Colored flares kept going off, one after another.

Your mind was racing with possible scenarios of your friends being injured or even dead.

"Please be okay, Sasha." You mumbled to yourself as you made your horse go faster. "Please be okay."

When you arrived to her aide you saw she was surrounded with three titans all staring her down, trying to reach and grab her.

"Y/n!" She exclaimed, "I was trying to set up the cannon b-but they kept coming."

"Don't worry, focus on the cannon! I'll deal with them." Getting off of your horse you used your gear to fly into the sky as the grapples needled themselves into the titan's nape. They were abnormal midsize titans, meaning not difficult to take care of. One after the other they were taken down with ease.

"Done." Sasha spoke as she landed down next to you. "I was terrified for a second... I'm sorry I wasn't able to handle them."

"That doesn't matter right now, all that matters is that you're okay." You placed your hand on her shoulder giving her a gentle squeeze. "I need you to go and help Connie with the wagon. He'll let you know what to do."

She nodded, bidding you goodbye as you both head in opposite directions. Since the mission began things have been going south but you tried your best to keep your head clear and focused. Your hands trembled despite acting calm on the outside. You let go of the reins and quickly shook your hands before holding them again.

"Y/n!" Eren yelled as his horse got closer to yours. "We secured the west side of the territory all titans were killed."

"Good then that means we can go forward to meet up with the Commander." You said, as you got closer to small hill you saw Armin kneeling down with Bertholdt beside him. A sudden flash then showed up in between you and them, thunder roared in the skies as the yellow overpowered your eyesight.

"Armin! Bertholdt!" You and Eren yelled, quickening your pace. The titan showed up, it was one you had never seen before. It roared and in a mere second you could hear the rumbling of footsteps.

"Eren can you transform?!" You exclaimed.

He gritted his teeth, "I still have some energy in me left but I don't know how long I'll be able to hold them off."

"Do it as much as you can. I'll help Bertholdt." You ordered, "As soon as there's an opening take Armin with you and run."

"What about you-"

"Just go! I don't want you to comeback you hear me?" Without any words left to say you got off your horse and flew in the air to slice off their napes. One after another kept showing up. It was never ending.

You looked over at Bertholdt, you could see fear in his eyes. "I need you to stay calm okay?!" You yelled out him. "We will get back home together I promise."

He nodded, "R-right!" as he flew beside you getting the Titans from the right.

You looked out into the field seeing your squad leaving in the opposite direction with no titan running after them. You made sure to count the wagons that transported some of your friends.

"Y/n!" Armin screamed from down below, "We have to go. There's not enough gas left in your gear, if we don't retreat now we'll get taken alive!"

"Where's Eren?!"

"He fell unconscious after transforming but we managed to get him out." He replied. "You need to get Bertholdt and follow us back!"

You looked over at him, you saw the last of his gas spurting out in the air. Your mind was racing with thoughts, there was no clear answer. Dying was the last thing you had planned, but yet there were many discoveries and materials that could help out the scout regiment.

"Bertholdt!" You sliced the nape from the titan as you made your way over to him.

"Did the others get away?" He asked.

"They did! I need you to do the same." You flew up into the air before spinning and using both your swords to cut the titan's eyes then nape.

"I-I just can't leave you alone here! There's too many of them for you to fight off by yourself!"

"I won't accept no for an answer!" You retorted, "Go while you still can! They are going to need you if titans come across your path again."

"Y/n-" Bertholdt was hesitant, guilt build inside of him knowing he could help out.

"Go!" You yelled again, clenching his jaw he followed your order. He landed back on the ground running towards the wagon where Mikasa and Armin were.

"Bertholdt!" Reiner yelled, as he extended his hand out to help him get on. "Where's Y/n?"

He looked away from him, "S-she told me to leave... I told her we could come back together but it was impossible. More titans kept coming and I couldn't even-"

"Damn it." Reiner cursed, "I should go help her." before he was able to leave Bertholdt pulled him back.

"You can't go... it will look suspicious that the armored titan is rescuing her."

"We can't just leave her there!"

"I know, Reiner. But we have no other choice." He said.

A heavy feeling was inside your chest. 'This is the end... maybe I should have listened to Levi after all.' You chuckled to yourself, as your eyes turned glossy. "I really need to listen to him next time."

'If there was a next time.' you thought as you landed from one titan over to another. Your blades were getting shorter by the minute and the last gas tank you had ran empty. Landing on the ground you decided to make a run for it.

Beads of sweat ran down the sides of your head, your legs were tired. You tried your best to conserve your energy but as you looked back you saw how close they were.

"Shit!" Your foot went in front of the other causing you to trip. You placed your palms wide open to stop the impact from hitting your head but it was too slow. Your head connected with the ground too fast, your vision became blurry.

The titan got closer to you, closing your eyes you prepared yourself to be devoured. "Please... make it a fast death."

Within a second the titan fell down onto the ground with a loud thud. You tried your best to make out the figure that stood in front of it but your vision started to give out on you.

They quickly went towards you, holding you in their arms. "Hey, I need you to stay awake alright?"

"I-I can't..." A weak smile covered your lips. "If I do the captain is going to kill me when he sees me..."

"I'm not going to kill you, brat." He said as he held the back of your head but stopped, feeling his hand get covered in red dark liquid.

"Captain?" A tear slipped from your eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to make the mission a success. I was an idiot huh?"

"You were too cocky." He answered, "But you did fine."

"At least I was praised one last time by you, Levi." You cupped his cheek weakly, a shiver ran down his spine as he felt your cold skin against his bloodied face.

"It won't be the last time, stop talking as if you were dying."

"No one knows what might happen..."

He shook his head standing up, carrying you while he flew through the open fields. His grip on you tighten as he tried to quickly get you back to the walls. "You're not dying and that's that."

Your head rested against his chest as you felt the wind hitting your face.

"Levi!" Hange yelled from down below. "When did you get here?!"

"Hange!" He yelled back ignoring her question as he made his way back onto the ground carefully. "I need your help."

She looked at him confused until she saw you in his arms unconscious. "Y/n... where is she injured?..."

"She has a wound on the back of her head, apart from losing a lot of blood. I'm not sure where else she could be hurt." Levi answered as he placed you down on top of a wagon.

"I'm going to need to get her stitched up, she's already lost too much blood."

"Is she going to need a blood transfusion?" Levi asked.

Hange felt hesitant about answering, she saw the worried his eyes carried. "I don't think so."

The rest of your friends looked over to them both seeing what was going on until they saw your body.

"Y/n!" Sasha yelled running over to you followed by Connie, Eren, Reiner, and Bertholdt.

"Is she okay?!"

"I need you to stand back and let us work. You can see her after I patch her up alright?" Hange said.

"But-"

"Didn't you brats listen?!" Levi yelled, "Go back to what you were assigned to do you are only holding us off from saving Y/l/n."

Hange gave them a reassuring nod, each of them left with worry in their minds. Silently praying that you'd make it out alive.

By the time they were able to treat you, the others were already in a deep sleep after tonight's events. Your squad had taken turns guarding the camp site while Levi stayed up watching over you.

Your eyes were still close since operating on you hours ago. There had been no fever which was a relief, indicating everything was going well.

He couldn't stop looking at you, even if you were injured you still took his breath away. His mind kept going back to that day where you had confessed to him. Since then he never thought he would develop feelings for you.

You were right, spending time together made things change. Now he was on the verge of crying realizing how important you were to him. His thoughts were interrupted with the sound of you coughing.

Your body ached, you immediately sat up seeing you were in some part of the forest.

"Hey be careful or you'll tear those stitches apart."

You recognized the voice immediately, "C-captain... Levi? W-what are ow ow... you doing here?" holding your stomach.

"I got here just in time or else you would have been dead."

"Did everyone get back safely?!" Biting your lip you groaned feeling the pain as you stood up from the ground.

Levi did the same."Hey hey calm down. Where are you going?"

"I'm going to check on them-"

He walked over to you and held your shoulders making you stop. "They're fine, alright? Everyone made it back alive."

You looked at him, "R-really?..."

"Yeah."

A sigh of relief escaped from your lips, "Oh thank goodness... I was so worried that they had..."

"You scared the hell out of everyone you know."

"What?"

He let you go, his hands falling at his sides. "You passed out when I went to rescue you. There was blood coming out from the back of your head and you had a-..." Closing his eyes he tried to keep his composure, "A large wound on your stomach..."

"I guess this is the part where you scold me right?..."

A sigh escaped his lips, opening his eyes he looked away from you. "You could have died out there..."

You nodded looking down at your bandaged stomach. "Yeah.. I guess I could of had. How come you came?... I thought you made it clear you weren't going to 'come save my ass even if I was dying' "

He clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth. "I had a feeling something happened. You may be given a different title but that doesn't stop you from being my cadet."

"Your cadet... Huh?" A sad smile formed on your lips. "I know you're serious but it sounds nice..."

A silence roamed between you two. Levi was a complete mess, he did not know if it was the right time or place to say everything he wanted. You on the other hand were afraid of what happened, if it hadn't been for Levi right now your body would have been covered with a blanket on the wagon.

"You should lay back down, you need to rest." He said, "Come on." standing behind you and placing his hand on your arm, leading you back to your sleeping bag.

Your cheeks flushed, his hand was warm against your skin despite the cold weather.

"I don't want to sleep right now." You said, sitting down on the ground and resting your back against the tree.

"You're not going to be able to heal unless you sleep." He said.

"I'll be fine." You reassured him, "You should sleep Captain, you look tired and have done more than enough. You should rest."

Levi sat down next to you, leaving a bit of space between you. His gaze focused on the ground. "I'm not going to sleep... it's my turn to keep an eye on the camp."

"Then I'll keep watch with you then."

He shook his head, "I told you, you need to rest-"

"And I told you I'm fine and I don't feel like sleeping yet... plus I know I owe you an apology."

"What are you talking about?" He turned to look at you.

"You were right..." You mumbled, "I-I shouldn't have gone out on my own... leading a squad is a whole different thing. You need to know how to strategize. How to keep calm in difficult situations, how to go to them if a problem does occur." your eyes started to become glossy.

A sigh escaped his lips. "You did everything you could at the time..."

You wiped away the tears that slipped from your eyes. "I-I didn't do enough... I almost got myself killed. A-a good Captain knows what to do, while I was just thinking about holding them off without knowing the consequences. This was supposed to be a chance to prove I was capable of leading my own squad... to show I would be able to handle my ground." A shaky sigh escaped your lips. "A-and... y-yet I was lousy... I'm never going to be able to become like Captain Erwin... o-or you."

Levi sat quietly, didn't know quite what to say. He was angry at himself for holding you off and treating you as if you were helpless. He couldn't help but wonder if the words he said to you could have made you lose focus.

"There will be a time where none of us will be alive anymore to help you through difficult missions. Everyone is different when it comes to leading a group of soldiers." He looked into the flames as he spoke. "No one will be perfect enough to lead a big mission the first time."

"That was my mistake in all of it." You mumbled.

"But that doesn't mean you did such a bad job." Levi turned his head slowly to look at you. "Seeing you risk your life to save them even when you're retreating away, is much braver than what I ever have been able to do. I've been on millions of missions no one has ever gone back for a soldier even when they were told to retreat and leave them behind."

"I thought that it was my job to save each one of them." You admitted. "I've seen the damage it's caused every time, including you. I wanted it to be different this time. I did not want my soldiers, friends, to feel afraid. I wanted them to see that I had their back, no matter what."

"That's more than what any other person has done in years, Y/n."

Your heart skipped a beat, seeing from the corner of your eyes that he was looking at you. Your head tilted down, looking at your lap. "I still have so much more left to improve... this was probably my last chance I would ever get to do this."

"If you really want to become a captain to your own future squad... then I can help you out."

Immediately your head turned to look at him, making him look away from you with a flushed face. "Really?..."

"Y-yeah..." He cleared his throat. "I'll talk to Erwin about training you if you really do want to lead your own squad one day."

"It would mean the word if you were able to help me, Captain Levi."

His stomach did a flip, it felt like a long time since he had feelings for someone. "That doesn't mean I'll be going easy on you."

With a wide smile, you chuckled. "I wouldn't be learning otherwise, Captain."

"Levi."

"Huh?" You asked.

He turned to look at you. "Call me, Levi. It's seems easier instead of having to say the world thing."

Your eyes widened, in surprise. "A-are you sure? Usually it's only with people you trust-"

"Now you're one of them, L/N."

"Then you can call me just, Y/n." You said. "It's gotta be fair for both, don't you think, Levi?"

A low chuckle escaped from his lips. "Right, Y/n."

There was a moment of silence, the sound of the fire could be heard crackling. It wasn't the moment you had predicted would happen with him, but it was more than you dreamed of. Being next to him, was more than enough even though, it hurt it was comforting in a way.

Levi on the other hand wanted to say everything he felt. Seeing you unconscious on the ground, battered and and bruised, made him realize those feelings he had, went far more beyond than just missing the captain and cadet relationship you had. Slowly but surely he started to miss you as the days went by, today's events only made it clearer to him.

He tilted his head back against the tree's trunk, closing his eyes as his adam's apple was exposed to you.

You looked over at him, admiring how beautiful he looked. Often at times you would wonder how life would be beside him. Would your relationship be kept a secret or out in the open for everyone to know?

"Look... I know this isn't the best time..." He began. "...but I didn't want you to go on this mission outside of the walls alone."

Your body tilted back in surprise, you wanted to ask him why but it was best to let him continue.

Levi opened his eyes moving his head back down, noticing your quietness he continued. "I know I acted like an asshole towards you, I apologize if it made it seem as if I didn't have confidence in your abilities. That was never my intention."

"Then why did you?..." You whispered, feeling hurt by his lack of trust. "I thought you trusted me to be out on my own..."

"I do." He breathed out, focusing his attention onto you. "As biased as it sounds... I always thought you were the best out of everyone on the scouts."

A small smile formed on your lips. "How come you didn't trust me enough to do this?..."

"I-I... did it for you..." There was hesitation in his voice, it was hard for him to admit it. "I wanted you to be safe... seeing you in such a bad shape, made me realize how much in denial I was." His moved on it's own, stopping mid way in case you would pull away, noticing you didn't he gently rested his hand on top of yours. "Because... I care about you, Y/n... more than I thought I would."

A feeling of relief spread through your chest, along with uneasiness. Levi became too far important to you, that if you were to lose him you didn't know what you would do. Your friends were like family to you but he was different.

"You have no idea how long, since the day I confessed to you, I've been waiting to hear those words, but..." A tear escaped from your eye, making him worry. "...now that you did... it makes me feel afraid..."

Gently he cupped the side of your face with his free hand, "Afraid to lose one another?..." using his thumb he wiped away the tear.

"H-how did you know?"

"I feel the same way... I've lost to too many people in my life."

You reached out holding his wrist, "I care about you too much to disappear one day and cause you pain. You've already been through enough, Levi-"

"I know I have." He looked deep into your eyes. "In this world filled with Titans, nothing is ever certain. But I decided to be honest with you because I don't want to regret not telling you."

Tears fell one by one. "I want you to be happy..."

"And I will... as afraid as I am to fall for someone, I want that someone to be you, Y/n." Using both hands he cupped your cheeks, "I promise to do everything to make sure you're safe." he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"I will do everything I can as well to protect you, Levi." You assured him, "I won't make you worry again like today."

"God, please don't." He said, making you chuckle. "I don't think I'll be able to handle another one."

Your arms wrapped themselves around his waist. "I promise."

"Thank you." Pulling you into his chest, he held you tightly, feeling secure in his arms.

The worries melted away for the time being, but even now it gave you both a bigger reason to end the threat that was to humans.

Hanji couldn't stop smiling eagerly at you two, as you started to load up the wagon to head back home.

"I knew it!" She exclaimed, "I freaking knew it! Didn't I tell you Moblit?" she smirked.

"Come on section commander, I think it's too early for the teasing." He said trying hard to hide his smirk as well.

"Who knew that Captain Levi, would end up liking Y/n, huh?" Eren said.

Jean rolled his eyes, putting the wooden box onto the wagon. "You were far too dense to pick up anything, Jaeger."

"T-that's not true!" He retorted. "I knew they liked each other."

"You were the only one who kept on asking questions about them, Eren." Armin said, making Jean burst out laughing.

"S-shut up!" Eren exclaimed.

You were folding the blanket when Hanji walked up to you. "So? Who confessed first huh?" She teased. "Levi screwed up the first time didn't he?"

"I-I uh... no not entirely-"

Levi stood behind you both, staring daggers into her. "If you keep bothering her four eyes, I'll make sure to tell Erwin your little research project is off."

"I wasn't even bother her!" Hanji exclaimed. "Right, Y/n?"

"Section Commander, Hanji, Miche needs to talk to you." A cadet spoke.

"Ugh." She grumbled, "Out of all the times he could have called me..."

"I swear if I knew that she was going to turn into such a-"

"She's just happy that her friends finally found someone." You said.

"Still she's going to become even more annoying than I can usually tolerate." He mumbled. "But yet it had to be her to be the one who finds us."

Smiling you wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder. "At least we're both now together... don't you think babe?"

His cheeks flushed, hearing you calling him babe. "I can't argue with that... beautiful."

[obsidiancreates]

I first got into this in my Turtles In Time 2012 episode liveblog, most of it is copied from that. This is a no-ninja-no-stakes AU.

So basically I created this idea of them within the concept of “One of those tropes where the heroes are put into a Perfect World dream and have to help each other escape” and Donnie’s would be them all as normal humans. But it was so good I made it a normal They Just Humans AU as well.

So they’re all Japanese, Splinter is a single parent of 5 kids. He’s got his biological daughter, Karai (named Miwa at birth but she’s goin' through a Rebellious Phase right now so she changed it) and his four adopted sons. He’s a trained martial artist, but he never felt a need to train his children very heavily in it, because they live pretty peaceful lives. They know enough to defend themselves if needed, but they’re not ninjas.

They’re quadruplets, but not identical. Splinter finds it curious how they all have varying eye colors but are definitely all blood related. He adopted them sort of by accident, meaning to just foster them for a while when they were babies, but well, they just claimed his heart!

Leo is very into yoga and zen sort of exercise methods. He’s a total nerd, of course, and goes to cosplay conventions pretty regularly. Mikey usually helps him make his homemade cosplays, with extra flair like lights and stuff added by Donnie. He’s decently well-liked in school, except he tends to be a bit of a snitch and a hypocrite at times. He lets his hair grow out the most and wears mostly baggy shirts and plain jeans, very Chill Guy vibes (basically if Leo didn’t have to worry about saving the world all of the time). Editing this from the future: I've now seen all of Rise and this Leo isn't the same Chill Guy Vibes as Rise Leo, this one is more like... like you can sit in a long car ride with him in silence but the silence will never feel awkward or uncomfortable.

Raph is following in his older sister’s footsteps and entering his Rebellious Phase. He’s in therapy for anger issues, and uses sports as a release. He’s on the school football team, still very short but stocky enough to be a good player. He’s a little more balanced thanks to being able to actually go to therapy, so he lashes out less. It’s well-known around school not to mess with The Hamato Siblings, because both the older sister (who’s been known to carry knives around on her) and the short football brother have no issues Pummeling People Who Mess With Their Siblings. Raph tends to wear t-shirts and gym shorts, but sometimes he goes for an all-out Punk Badboy look. Only when he’s really feeling it though, because it’s a real hassle to put the look together in the morning. He keeps his hair pretty short, not buzzed though.

Donnie is willowy and lanky, though surprisingly not wimpy. Splinter makes sure all of his kids exercise regularly, so he’s got lean muscle, but much less than any of his other siblings. He usually doesn’t need glasses, but when he needs to make sure the smallest detail possible is perfect, he has a pair of them. Otherwise his sight is… passable. He’s the kid everyone hopes to be paired with on science projects, because he’ll inevitably end up doing the whole thing himself and be happy to just let you sit there and watch. He likes to tinker with electronics and chemistry, but he’s already planning to go into some field of Biology as a career, possibly something medical. His gap tooth is just because, when that baby tooth fell out, there was no adult tooth to replace it. Genetics, what’re you gonna do? It’s actually what got him curious about biology, so he doesn’t mind it. He prefers sweatshirts usually, or anything easy to toss on in the morning, because he has a bad habit of staying up way too late reading or tinkering. Yes, he is neurodivergent, of course. He usually lets his hair grow out a little, not on purpose, just because he forgets to make the barber’s appointments.

Mikey is a gymnast and an artist! He’s really good at gymnastics and wins competitions pretty often, and would be captain of the school team if he could just get his grades up a little more. He only just got diagnosed with ADHD and is still getting his medication and therapy regiment set up, but he feels good about how things will go once that’s done. He’s also the artist of the family, in that he draws the most. Raph is actually better at the technical aspects of art, but he doesn’t really do much art beyond sometimes going out with Karai to do some graffiti. Mikey however is always doodling and drawing, their house is covered in old wall drawings form when he was small. He has a million fidget toys. He likes to layer up, usually a long sleeved shirt with a jacket, one of the kinds where the torso is denim but the sleeves and hood aren’t, is the minimum he must have every day. He draws on all of his jeans (Donnie actually does too, but he writes down notes to himself and formulas and idea, while Mikey just doodles train-of-thought style). His hair is short and oddly poofy, and always gets in his eyes. How he does gymnastics so well in spite of that is a mystery to all.

Karai is very protective of her brothers, because she’s had one too many people say something about them “not being her real brothers” and it makes her Furious. She’s gotten into a real rebellious phase, because while Splinter is a good dad he can be a little too strict sometimes, and she got tired of it. She got piercings at a friend’s house, started doing the graphic liner, decided to get a big leather jacket and spiked gloves… she loves it, and loves feeling very powerful and badass. She actually isn’t super happy about Raph following in her footsteps so early (she’s a couple years older) but knows he won’t just Stop Doing Stuff, so she usually offers to let him tag along with her trouble so he’s supervised and not out spray painting places alone.

April met the Hamato Clan in freshman year of highschool, she was trying to find her class and they were all arguing in the hallway about where to go. Donnie broke away from the argument and helped her out. She knows he has a crush on her, but he’s a lot less creepy about it in this AU, it’s mainly just he blushes around her a lot and gets self-conscious when they’re alonetogether. But she doesn’t want to make things weird by telling him no, or yes, she’s not sure, so she pretends not to notice. The other brothers basically adopted her as another sister, which Karai also eventually came around to. She’s into things like astrology and tarot cards, but on the downlow, she’s a little embarrassed about it.

Casey was friend with Raph first, both of them trying out for the hockey team at the same time. Raph didn’t end up making the cut, but they stayed friends. Eventually Casey and Donnie realized they both like tinkering and making little gadgets and they became friends, and then Casey was talking about his graffiti art and Mikey joined in and they became friends, and Leo warmed up to him when Raph asked Leo to take over a video game fight for a bit while he went and got some snacks. He thinks Karai is really cool, and Karai trusts him to take care of Raph or the others if Casey convinces them to do some mischief with him.

Splinter tries his best to be a good dad. It can be hard, and he makes lots of mistakes, but he tries. He was raised in a very Traditional household, but all of his children are very much the opposite of that, and he struggles with breaking away from how he was brought up to do things for the sake of not stifling his children. Still, he seeks counseling so he can do his best, especially once Mikey was diagnosed (Donnie hasn’t been diagnosed yet but Splinter has his suspicions) as neurodivergent. He’s still strict, usually, but has been known to soften up sometimes and allow a bit more excitement into their lives and home.

So yeah, that's my 2012 Humans AU!

[chickensarentcheap]

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“There are other things,” she reminds him, as her fingertips -still under the waist of his jeans- slide around to his stomach. “We just can't have actual sex.”

“I told you. I won't be able to stop at just other things.”

“Get it together, Tyler. You're almost forty one. You're more than capable of stopping at the other stuff. Please?” her mouth is against his ear; breath warm against it. And his entire body shudders when she traces the outer edge with the tip of her tongue. “I just really miss you. And I really...really...really need you to  get me off.”

“You can't do it yourself? I've had to do it myself. For three months.”

“I could. But I want you to do it. Because I miss you and you're so good at. So very, very, very good. Please?” her teeth scrape against his earlobe. “Pretty please?”

“Esme....you know this is a bad idea...”

“How can something that feels this good be a bad idea? We're not having sex. We're just making each other feel good. Wouldn't you rather me do it for a change? Instead of having to do it for yourself?”

“I would actually,” he admits.

“Then...” her lips are on his neck now; kissing, sucking, biting. “...what the hell's your issue?”

“No issue. I just...fuck...” he groans, when her tongue finds that scar on the side of his neck. “...maybe we should go inside.”

“Let's stay here. I can actually make noise out here.”

He grins, then reaches for the ties on the front of her pants. “Very good point.”

Her eyes close and she gives a long, content sigh when his palm comes in contact with her pussy, and he finds her hot and wet; her entire body shuddering when he presses the tip of his index fingers against her clit. She won't last long. He can hear it in her ragged breathing, feel it in the way her entire body tenses, and how her greedy, frantic fingers pop open the button on his jeans. And he groans against her neck at even the simplest of touch; painfully hard and leaking precum, hips jerking against her hand when her thumb brushes over the engorged tip.

It's like being a teenager again; frantically making out, hoping to get off before being caught, lasting just as long. Only a handful of minutes before she's demanding that he kiss her as the orgasm hits, all noise muffled by his mouth against hers. And when her hand tightens around him and picks up pace, he's coming as well, face buried in her neck as he issues a long drawn out “Fuck”.

Neither of them moves of speaks for what feels like hours, and eventually Tyler rolls over onto his back, a forearm over his eyes, his chest heaving. He'd missed it. Missed her. But it wasn't until now that he realized just how much.

She snuggles into him, an arm across his stomach, head on his chest. And he drops a kiss on the top of her head and softly strokes her back.

“Thank you,” she sighs, and then giggles, and he can't help but laugh.

“No. Thank YOU,” he says.

She raises her head long enough to place a kiss to his chin.

Pushing a  hand through her hair,  he lets it fall to the space between her shoulders. “I love you.”

“So that's what it takes to get an 'I love you',” she teases.

The words come easily to him now, but the first eight months of marriage had been a struggle for him when it came to saying them. His first foray into being a husband hadn't ended well; he'd broken her with his decision to leave while their son was dying, but not before she'd broken him by cheating multiple times while he was stationed overseas. It had made falling in love difficult, but had made expressing it even more so. Now he says it all the time. Never missing the opportunity to tell her. And vice versa.

“I do you know,” he says. “Love you.”

“I know you do,” she rubs his stomach softly, smiled up at him. “I love you too.”

He kisses her temple, then tightens his hold on her. Wishing they could stay like that...lying on this beach...forever.

[coffeebeans18]

She Can Stay

Finally wrote something that's not porn.

Summary: When you show up to the Winchester palace in jeans and a sweat shirt, John decides that you're not a good fit for his son.

Pairings: Sam x Y/n

Warnings: John Winchester.

I'm on my way to Sam's place. I still feel kinda weird about wearing jeans and a sweat shirt, but Sam said to dress in whatever made me comfortable. He knows I don't do dresses and shit like that. So I think he's got a pretty good idea of what I'm wearing. My only real worry is John, Sam's father. He's got this weird image in his mind that all women in the kingdom are supposed to "act like women". Whatever the hell that means. I know that means he's not gonna be pleased to see me. He never is. I've heard him telling Sam that I'm not good for him. But Sam's told me not to worry about his dad. He likes me just the way I am and that's all that matters. Once at the palace, I see Dean, Sam's brother, outside working on his car. We've met a few times and he seems nice.

"Hey, Y/n. You here to see Sam?"

"Hey. Yeah. Is he here?"

"Yeah, but my dad's here, too. You sure you wanna go inside?"

"I think I can handle your dad."

"I can't even handle my dad. If he gives you any trouble, I'll be here."

"Thanks, Dean."

I nods and I walk to the gate. Before I can even open it, John's yelling about how bad I am for his son.

"Look, I'm only here to see Sam. I'm not here to argue with y-"

"You're not gonna be here much longer if I have any say in the matter! Why'd you even come here dressed like that?! You look like a guy!"

"And you look like a sexist, entitled son of a bitch! I'm not here to argue with you, John! I'm here to see my boyfriend!"

"Women like you aren't to be seen with my son!"

"Women like me?! What the hell's that even supposed to mean?!"

"Dad, what the hell are you doing?" Sam calls as he walks over to the gate.

"Son, you're not bringing this women in my castle."

"And why not? Did she do something wrong?"

"Look at her! Look at what she's wearing!"

"So? She's comfortable."

"Women don't need to be comfortable! They only need to serve-"

"Dad!" A voice yells from behind me.

I turn around and see Dean.

"Dean, I'm not in the mood to argue right now."

"You don't wanna argue with me, but you wanna argue with an innocent girl who just wants to visit her boyfriend? You wanna say rude and sexist things to her, just because you don't like what she's wearing? But you're not the mood to argue with me?"

"Look-"

"No you look. As your oldest son, I'm next in line for the castle. That means that when you're gone or if you leave for whatever reason, the castle will belong to me. And I don't appreciate you trying to throw out my future sister in law."

Sister in law? I like the sound of that.

"So either she stays or we're all going."

I knew that he and John didn't get along, but I didn't know it was like this. They'd really leave their castle behind for me? I've only known them for a year and a half. And they'd leave their home for me?

"Fine. She can stay." He says with a huff.

He storms passed me and Dean, then gets in his ugly ass truck and drives away. I turn to face Sam and Dean, who look happy to see their dad leave.

"He's not coming back, is he?" I ask while looking up at Sam.

"I guess we'll find out." Sam says to me.

"But if he doesn't, that's ok. We can have the castle to ourselves and we won't have to worry about him."

It's nice to know that Dean would let me stay in his castle, rather than John. I guess with John gone, it's Dean's castle know. I guess that makes him the king now.

"Y/n." Sam calls to me, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Hm?"

"You ok? I know you don't like yelling and we were all-"

"I'm ok. Just a little shocked. That's all."

"You two should go inside. Have some privacy."

"But first"

He steps closer to me and takes a small box out of his pocket.

"Since Dean dropped the "future sister in law" thing. I guess it's time."

"What? Time for what?"

He gets down on one knee and looks up at me.

"Sam?"

"Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n, will you do me the honor of making me the luckiest man alive. Be my bride and become Y/n Y/m/n Winchester. Will you marry me, Y/n?"

He opens the small box to reveal a ring. Holy shit. Sam Winchester just asked me to marry him. And I'm just standing here like an idiot.

"Are you sure? I mean, me? You wanna marry me? Even after seeing all the weird shit I do? I'm weird and I say weird things and I don't even dress like a woman."

"That's why I wanna marry you, sweetheart. You're smart and you're funny and you're absolutely beautiful. And you dress in jeans and sweaters rather than dresses and heals. Not many women in this kingdom do that. You're not like everybody else, Y/n. And that's what I love about you. You're one of a kind and I want you to be mine."

Not many men are willing to look my way, but Sam, he wants to marry me? He wants to spend the rest of his life with me? Me? ME? I might be dumb, but I'm not dumb enough to pass up such an amazing opportunity. I have the chance to spend the rest of my life with this man. And I'm taking that chance.

"Yes. I'll marry you, Sam."

He slips the ring on my finger and I look at it for a few seconds before wrapping my arms around his neck. He hugs me back and I think I can see Dean starting to tear up. I might've had to face John Winchester, but it was worth it in the end. Now I'm gonna marry the love of my life.