#goddaughter

[eternamenteaudreyhepburn]

Audrey Hepburn photographed with her goddaughter, Victoria Brynner in the 60s. 🩷

[therealjohnstewart]

Julia Roberts

[maximoffromanoffs]

Happy birthday!

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Summary: You’re Chris Evans’ daughter and Scarlett’s goddaughter. Your birthday is today. Also warning Chris is not nice in this🤍

I have to admit, after a whole six months of living with my aunt, going back home was really tough. I love my dad, I really do, but in my head there seems to be no comparison to getting to feel like a true part of a family, and that's how aunt scar has always made me feel.

Thankfully today is my birthday, and I get a chance to see aunt scarlett again, after a little while, and I'm very excited yet equally nervous to see everyone. Usually I just talk to a few people who feel safe to me, but it's harder to do that when it's actually your party.

I've not been awake too long, just scrolling on my phone when i get a message from my aunt.

Aunt scar🫶

Happy birthday baby!! Have a lovely morning with your dad, I can't wait to see you later. I love you <3

Y/n

Thank you!! I've missed you a lot, and I love you too🤍

She always seems to manage to be the first person to message me on my birthday and I love how much she cares about that.

I then get another message from her, this time it's a video call. I get a little rush of excitement as I press accept, but I'm so anxious because aunt scar knows me too well and spending time with her makes my heart feel all warm again, but I don't want her to know I've closed myself off again since being back home.

Seeing her face pop up makes me give a shy smile, and I give a little wave as she says "hi baby!!" I respond with a "hi" and then I hear hushed whispers as Scarlett motions to someone behind the screen. I see Colin sitting next to her, they're sitting against the headboard of their bed, he says "ah happy birthday y/n!!" as he spots me. I then hear Rose's voice "HEY I WANTED TO BE THE FIRST PERSON TO TELL HER HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" I can already picture her sat there with a 'mad look' on her face but it's hilarious whenever she tries to look angry because she's just so cute instead.

Scarlett looks back to the screen to show an annoyed face, before there's a little jolt and I hear Colin mumble "ow," making me laugh as she must've hit him.

The camera then flips around so i can see Rose sitting with Cosmo, I was right, she's got a massive pout on her face and her arms crossed. Trying to ease the situation Scarlett says "Hey Rosie, I bet y/n couldn't even hear Colin, she wasn't listening, were you baby?" I respond with "Colin? No I haven't heard Colin say anything! But I'm listening to you now Rose, what did you want to say?" I faintly hear her take a deep breath before she shouts "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISSY," I chuckle at her loudness "thank you little one!"

I no longer see Rose on the screen, I assume she moved and Scarlett just hasn't flipped the camera back yet, she's not the best with technology.

When she does flip it back I see Rose and Cosmo sat between her and Colin, then she mumbles a short countdown "3,2,1" making me confused, until they start singing "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to y/n.."

One thing that happened while I was staying with Scarlett was, Rose refused to call me by my name, you see she calls Cosmo 'Cos', and she was telling us she likes nicknames not real names, like she calls all her family nicknames, yet she doesn't have a good nickname for me. So, instead, she always calls me sissy, occasionally she lets y/n slip, but not very often. Meaning when they all sang y/n for my birthday song, it came alongside a loud shout of "SISSY" from Rose. I actually find it very cute, and I adore that she sees me as a big sister because that's exactly how i see that family- as my own.

As their singing comes to an end I make sure to thank them, not being able to keep the smile off my face, "thank you all, that was very sweet," making Rose tell me "you're welcome sissy, I miss you."

I can only see Scarlett on screen right now and she gives me a sad smile at Rose's words, "I miss you lots Rosie, I'll see you soon I promise."

I quickly check the time realising it's getting later, and regretfully say "I appreciate you guys calling me more than you know, but I should probably get out of bed and get ready."

S: "Has your dad not been in yet?"

Y: "No, no he hasn't. He doesn't normally to be honest."

She lets out a clear frown at that.

S: "Oh okay. I'm heading over to your house in about 30 minutes actually so getting ready sounds like a good idea."

Y: "You are?!"

I try but fail to hide my excitement at her words.

Scarlett laughs and says "Yes, I wanted to spend the day with you, then I thought it'd be nice to get ready together for your party!"

I nod, "that sounds lovely, thank you aunt scar."

S: "Okay baby ill let you go and get ready. See you soon!"

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After ending the call with Scarlett earlier I got myself up and ready. I can't say I'm not a little disappointed about how my dad acted when I got up. All I got was a 'happy birthday y/n' when I went downstairs and a card simply saying 'happy birthday' and then he gave me $500.

It might sound bad for me to complain about getting $500, but I don't want his money. I just want a family. People close to me know that words mean more than anything to me, so the fact that he didn't even take the time to write something thoughtful in the card is a little upsetting truthfully. I'm incredibly grateful for the money but I really don't want it, and anybody who knew me would know that.

I'm absolutely thrilled when I hear the doorbell, but refrain from literally running to the door when I notice my dad already there.

I can hear him greeting my aunt and letting her in the door, when I quite literally run at her, jumping into her arms when she opens them wide. She holds me tight, giving me one of those hugs, like a real comforting hug, before she gently pulls away to cup my face. "Hi my sweet girl, happy birthday again!!" as she leans down to press a kiss to my nose.

I mumble a quiet "hi" back as being with her has always made me go shy again.

She of course notices this, as she always does, and runs a gentle hand over my hair, before she says "come on then, let's go sit so I can give you your present."

I follow her lead into the living room, where she sits down and pats the spot next to her. Dad doesn't join us, he mumbled something about work before going into his office. I see aunt scar roll her eyes at his words, making me feel a little less sad about it.

S: "So before I give you this, how have you been baby?"

I can't help but let out a little sigh.

Y: "I've been.. fine."

Scarlett raises her eyebrow at me.

S: "I know what 'fine' really means."

I shrug, then say "I know, I know, you're not stupid." Giving her a smirk.

S: "I'm most certainly not little miss."

I speak quietly, going serious again.

Y: "You just get me. You get it."

S: "And your dad doesn't?"

Y: "Not at all. He's much more focused on work, or Alba, or anything else."

S: "I'm sorry my love, have you tried to talk to him?"

Y: "What and say why do you seem to care about everything more than me? No. No I haven't tried to talk to him."

S: "Hey, if you need a breather, you know you're always welcome at my house."

Y: "I think you've looked after me enough, but thank you."

S: "Baby I'm serious. I absolutely adore having you stay with me. You know Rose and Cosmo love it too, and so does Colin. You're practically a part of the family. You're welcome anytime, seriously."

I give her a nod and a small "thank you," before she decides to change the conversation which I'm very thankful for.

S: "Anyway, are you ready to see my present?"

Y: "You didn't have to get me anything."

S: "Oh shush of course I did, here you go."

I gently take it off her, giving her a soft smile to show I'm grateful. She's given me a bag, so I take the tissue paper out, and grab a smaller bag to open. Once I do, it's a bangle bracelet with some little charms. One is a little pink sphere- it's my birth stone, but also my favourite colour; the next is a little heart that has a photo engraving- it's one of my favourite photos of me and Scarlett; there's two flowers, a little rose and a cosmos flower- of course after her babies; a book because we both love to read; and finally two little characters- which are Natasha and Wanda, possibly to joke at how much I love them.

Y: "I absolutely love it Scarlett, thank you so so much."

S: "You're so welcome baby girl. Actually, you know what they're all for?"

Y: "Mm i think so?"

S: "You know Colin picked the book."

Y: "He did?"

S: "He did. When I was picking your presents I was thinking about what charms I should get of course. And he said I had to get a little book. To be honest I was a bit confused and asked him why, and he said well do you not remember Christmas?"

Y: "Christmas?"

S: "Mhm baby Christmas. When we told that story for Rose and Cosmo before going to sleep but it had you completely captivated."

Y: "Ohh I do remember.."

S: "Yeah well, in Colin's words 'that's the moment our family became a family of five'."

Y: "He really said that?"

S: "He really did sweet girl. Come here."

She holds her arms out for a hug, which I fall into. As we hold each other tight for a moment, I tangle my hands in her hair to play with, and she gently rubs my back.

I can't help when I mumble into her shoulder "I really wish I could be with you all the time." I expect her to reassure me that my dad cares and this is my home, but to my surprise she holds me tighter and responds with "me too baby, me too."

She pulls away after a moment and we see both of us have tears in our eyes, making us laugh. She strokes my hair back out of my face, and then hands the bag back to me, saying "go on see what else there is."

I give a nod and have a look, I pull out a few packets of my absolute favourite sweets, making me give her a big smile. There's also a package of outset products of course, I have a lot of the skincare already but she's given me a water bottle, a cap and a bracelet.

Then the last thing I pull out is a little scrapbook sort of book, with a card on top. So I open the card first and see written:

To my baby,

Happiest of birthdays to one of my absolute favourite people on the planet. I adore you and I'm going to make sure you have the day you deserve. Thank you for being a dream of a child, and sibling to Rose and Cosmo. I couldn't imagine my life without you, and I'm thankful every single day to get to be your godmother.

With love, Scarlett <3

Now this is the main section of the card and she has me nearly tearing up at that, but there's also messages from the other three.

To sissy,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I love you lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots

I would write more 'lots' but mommy told me not to :(

Love Rose🫶

To y/n/n,

Happy birthday honey, I wish you the best day and I can't wait to celebrate you with you. It's been wonderful to get to know you and I officially honour myself with the title of half god father figure, you're welcome, I'm pretty amazing (and so are you).

Love, Colin.

I even have a little picture, which I know is from Cosmo, but Rose possibly helped him a little bit.

Which also brings tears to my eyes because we look like a little family.

Y: "Scarlett thank you so much, I absolutely love words and appreciate this way more than you know."

S: "I know you do baby, that's why there's also somewhere special you can keep that card.."

Y: "Huh, there is?"

S: "Yeah, look at what's underneath."

I almost forgot about the little book, I was too focused on the love filled card. So I turn my attention back to that instead, opening it up. The first page was a collage of photos of me and Scarlett's family, with my name written in big letters in the middle.

When I turn the page it's from wayyy back when I was younger, before rose was even born, and there's photos of me and Scarlett from Christmas time dated 25th Dec 2009. As I continue flicking through there's lots and lots of photos of me throughout the years with Scarlett, even some with her brother and her mom, then ones with me and rose, then Colin is added and then Cosmo. It's like a timeline of my life with them so far.

It's fair to say this makes it so clear how much of a role I play in their family and vice versa. It's always been that way.

"I love it so much aunt scar, thank you thank you thank you."

"You deserve it baby."

Feeling a little overwhelmed with love right now, I can't help but start to tear up again. I see aunt scar's mouth open as if she's going to say something but the moment is interrupted by my dad.

He comes in and has a guilty look on his face.

C: "Y/n?"

Y: "Yeah dad?"

C: "You know how Alba has been away staying with family for a little while, and it's been ages since I saw her?"

Y: "Mhm."

C: "Well she just called me, and these are the only few days where she's going to be free for another month at least.. so.."

Y: "So you're going to see her?"

C: "Yeah, yeah I am."

Y: "What about my party tonight?"

C: "I'm sorry sweetheart, you'll still be able to have your party though. You get it don't you? You're old enough to not need your dad here for your birthdays all the time. And I'll be back in a few days and we can always celebrate then, I just can't turn down the opportunity to see Alba, it's been so long."

Y: "When are you leaving?"

That's when I notice his suitcase literally by the door next to him.

Y: "Right now?"

C: "The flight I booked is in 40 minutes, I'm sorry, I'll be back soon and make it up to you I promise. Have a good birthday sweetheart."

Those are the last words he says before he leaves. I don't even try to say anything about it being upsetting he's leaving on my birthday to see his partner. But the same can't be said for my aunt because as soon as he turns to leave she follows him. I can hear hushed words, like she doesn't want me to hear them. But I can.

S: "Chris you can't seriously be leaving on her birthday? Why don't you just fly tomorrow at least and spend today with your daughter?"

C: "Scarlett i cant, i booked the flight already and come on she gets it, she's old enough to not need me here for her birthday, she's got you anyway."

S: "She's always got me, of course... Which actually I think she should come stay with me, permanently."

C: "If that's what she wants then go for it, I really have to go to catch my flight. Bye scar."

He shuts the door, and I hear my aunt mumble 'unbelievable.' Before taking a deep breath and coming back to see me.

I didn't really think this through because now I'm just sat here with a disappointed look on my face, and I know as soon as she looked at me that she knew I heard it all.

It only took one quick look and I see her let out a huff of air as she squeezes her eyes shut in regret- probably at starting that conversation when I can hear.

She comes over and stand in front of me, grabbing my face in her hands.

S: "Hey you listen to me, okay. We are going to have the absolute best day, without him. You've got me, and Colin and we're here for you baby, like really here for you, always. You'll still get to see everyone else tonight and will have the best time. Yeah?"

Y: "Mhm."

S: "So change of plans. How does heading back to my house sound?"

I let out a little sniffle and a smile, as my eyebrows scrunch in confusion.

Y: "Good but what to do?"

S: "You'll see sweet girl. Although before we go can we have a little chat?"

Y: "..okay."

S: "Come on, can we go to your room?"

Y: "Mhm."

Scarlett reaches out and grabs my hand, then leads me upstairs to my bedroom.

Once we get there, she lays down, on her back and motions for me to do the same thing. So I do, and I lay next to her, looking up at my ceiling.

S: "Has it always been like this with your dad honey?"

Y: "Like what?"

S: "Like him being completely ignorant towards your well-being and feelings in general."

Y: "Oh.. Well yeah I suppose so."

S: "I'm so sorry my love, I didn't know he was like that with you."

Y: "Oh no no it's okay, it's fine, you don't have to be sorry, it's just normal for me. It's not like he doesn't care at all, or like I mean, I don't know."

S: "I'm here if you ever want to talk about it properly."

Y: "Thank you."

S: "You're welcome."

We lay for a minute just in silence, looking at the ceiling. Eventually we both turn our heads to look at each other.

I mumble a question.

Y: "Can you tell me a story of when I was little?"

Scarlett smiles fondly at my question, nodding her head.

S: "Of course. You know I used to stay over at Christmas time, like all of the time back then?"

Y: "Mhm."

S: "Well, whenever i came over to stay, from that very first night, you would absolutely not leave my side. I couldn't go anywhere without you clinging to me."

Y: "Really?"

S: "Mhm. I didn't get one night of sleeping on my own. Even if you'd fallen asleep in your own bed, once I woke up you were right on top of me, always, without fail. Your cute little face was just smushed into my chest; it was adorable."

Y: "That wasn't annoying?"

S: "No! I thought it was so cute, and I loved having you close to me whenever I got to spend time with you."

Y: "Mm."

S: "What baby?"

Y: "Mm no it's just. Dad always says I used to be clingy, and he'd have to pry me off him. I don't know he just always says it was annoying so I assume everyone must've felt that way.."

S: "I absolutely don't feel that way. In fact, do you think we can cuddle for a bit before we head to my house?"

Y: "Can we?!"

S: "Mhm, come here sweetheart."

She opens her arms for me, but as I hear "sweetheart" I can help the flinch my body gives, making me move backwards away from her arms instead of into them.

She scrunches her eyebrows and looks at me confused.

S: "What's wrong y/n/n?"

Mumbles quietly, "just don't call me that again please."

S: "Okay okay I won't, come here baby, let me hold you."

I shuffle into her arms, desperately wanting her comfort again, and finally feel myself breathing and relaxing, once she's holding me close.

I let out a squeal when I feel myself being moved, and find myself laying on top of Scarlett, and she's placed my head on her chest.

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Once we arrive back at Scarlett's house, where she said we have a couple of hours still before we need to get ready for my party, I'm instantly welcomed by Rose.

R: "HI." She practically screams at me as I walk through the door, instantly clinging to my leg.

I bend down giving her a hug, before offering to pick her up making which makes her nod excitedly.

We walk into the kitchen where everyone else is, Colin giving me a kiss on the head as he walks past, and a kiss in greeting to Scarlett.

Rose turns around in my grasp to look at her parents, trying but failing to whisper "can we tell her about the surprise yet mommy?"

That's makes all of us laugh, since I quite clearly heard her.

S: "Why not Rosie, go show her."

Before I know it, Rose is pulling me out to the backyard. Their backyard is MASSIVE by the way. I gasp loudly as I look outside and see loads and i mean loads of inflatables.

Y: "Woah."

Scarlett comes up behind me chuckling, pressing a quick kiss to the back of my head.

S: "We thought it'd be a lot of fun to literally just run around and be carefree for a few hours today, sooo we hired inflatables, there's a sort of obstacle course race, and some slides so the little ones can be other there too. What do you think? Is it too bad for your age? I thought you'd enjoy it but I wasn't totally sure and.."

I cut her off by giving her a big hug, and mumbling "I love it, thank you, you really didn't need to do anything else for me scar. I don't know how to thank you any more."

She pulls away and places a finger under my chin to make me look at her, "you don't have to thank me my love, I've done all of this because I adore you and you deserve it, you don't need to thank me. Just go have fun."

I nod at her words and go grab Rose before literally running outside and onto a bouncy house with her.

I'm soon shouting of Colin, "Colin!! Colin!! Will you race me?"

He comes running over not too long later, making me giggle, "of course I'll race you, but prepare to lose!"

Y: "Aunt scar will you count down?"

S: "You got it sweet girl. 3..2..1..go!"

The next few hours continue like this, us having the time of our lives, Scarlett having to tell me three times we really need to go get ready now, and this final time I really do go and get showered so we can get dressed.

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I'm currently sat in a robe, my hair already done, as my aunt is doing my makeup right now (only after applying outset skincare of course).

She's been kneeling down to do my makeup, and once she gets to my eyes, she stands up with a huff, saying "my knees hurt, I'm too old for this." Her words making me giggle.

Y: "Do you want me to sit on the floor too?"

S: "Hm. What if i just did this.."

As she plops herself down on my lap, sitting sideways.

She sits there for a moment before chucking and saying "only kidding, I'm too heavy for you little one. Hop up."

I stand up a little confused, but she takes my seat and pats her lap. She then grabs me and sits me down straddling her lap, before she continues to do my makeup.

It's a weird experience for me, having someone close do these sorts of things for me, it's how I imagine having a loving mother and I adore little moments like this. Someone to brush my hair, to teach me how to use makeup, to look after me when I'm sick, to be there for me no matter what.

Just watching Scarlett's concentration face as she's applying lipstick to my lips, I realise how many motherly things she actually does for me. By choice, too. Sometimes my thoughts gets too much that I think it's too much for her, as if I ask for too much from her. But none of that's true because she does it without prompt, she wants to.

I feel a gentle tug on my hair to pull it back down, and my eyes snap back to Scarlett's.

S: "What's got my girl so stuck in her thoughts, huh?"

I give a shy shrug and little smile.

S: "C'mere."

She tugs me forward to give me a soft hug, gently swaying us.

S: "You excited for your party baby?"

Y: "Mm little bit."

S: "It'll be fun and I'll be there if you need me, the entire time, okay?"

Y: "Mhm."

S: "Let's go get dressed."

Y: "Oh.. what do I wear? I didn't think about that."

S: "I've got something, don't you worry."

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Turns out she'd picked us really cute somewhat matching dresses to wear.

Just before we arrived, Scarlett waved for Colin and the kids to go in, as she held me back.

S: "Love, I want you to know that if this gets too much for you at any point whatsoever, you come and tell me, okay? I wouldn't personally have invited so many people because I know you're not a big fan, but your dad organised this. If you can't find me, know that my mom is here, she's gonna look after Rose and Cosmo for the rest of the night. Lizzie's also here, I know you love her.. You ready to go in?"

Y: "Yeah."

It's a little strange to me that everyone's here and we're not even when it's my party, but I suppose aunt scar is known for being late to things so I understand.

She grabs my hand, and I interlock our fingers as we go inside.

When she said she wouldn't have invited so many people, I thought she was being over dramatic.. but no. There's so many people here, a lot that I don't even know.. which makes no sense to invite them to my party. It may have been okay if dad was here but of course, he's not, he left.

Trying to ignore the pressure of having to speak to everyone and just talking to who I want to, I walk over to where Scarlett's mom, Melanie, is and greet her with a hug.

I mumble a 'hi' while still in her arms, it's been a little while since I've seen her. She pulls away and cups one of my cheeks, "Hi honey, happy birthday!" Making me smile, she's so like Scarlett. "Thank you Mel, it's nice to see you, it's been a while."

M: "It has been a while hasn't it! We'll have to organise something soon, I'll talk to Scarlett, honey. You look absolutely beautiful by the way, so grown up."

Y: "Thank you so much, aunt scar chose the dress and she did my makeup."

I'm distracted by a gentle hand on my back, making me spin around to see who it was.

It's Lizzie, who I haven't seen in SO long. She used to be such good friends with my dad, but that relationship sort of fell apart and it's meant that I haven't seen her much at all. But I adore her so much, and she's someone who so clearly cares too.

L: "Hi sunshine! Happy birthday!"

Y: "Thanks Lizzie."

L: "Gosh you're so much older now, I just picture you as this tiny little adorable ball of energy."

Y: Chuckles at her words, "I know time goes so fast doesn't it! I missed you a lot."

L: "Aww honey, I missed you too."

Just as she says that, someone comes back to her side, handing her a drink.

L: "Oh oh, y/n/n this is Robbie, my husband."

Y: "Hi, it's nice to meet you Robbie."

R: "Hello! Happy birthday by the way, you look very pretty."

L: "You do, you're so beautiful."

Y: "Aw thank you, you two look lovely too."

L: "Can i get a hug?"

That's one thing I absolutely love about Lizzie, she's so respectful and always thinks about my boundaries.

She doesn't force me to do things I don't want to do.

Once I nod she opens her arms for me, giving me a tight hug and holding me there for a little while. She's rubbing my back gently, and I can't help but start playing with her hair, running my fingers through it and holding some strands.

We share a moment together before I feel another hand on my back, and I hear aunt scar say "I'm so sorry to interrupt you two, I just wanted to say y/n will you come find me when you're done please?"

I pull away slowly from Lizzie, giving her a smile, then I turn to my aunt to give her a nod "Yeah, I'll only be a few minutes."

Scarlett nods her head, quickly stroking some hair behind my ear before walking off somewhere nearby.

I turn my attention back to Lizzie, who gives me a fond smile. "I'll come back and maybe sit with you guys soon?"

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I’ve Got You ~Plutonic!Godmother!Sylvia Chamberlain xFem Goddaughter!Reader

Summary— Sylvia is Reader’s Godmother who practically raised Reader. Some days the pressure of the high society of New York gets to Sylvia. On those days, Reader is there for Sylvia, guiding her arm by arm to make it through the day.

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Warnings: little angst, fluff, implied depression, implied anxiety, implied depressive history, implied anxiety history, implied abandonment, comforting, physical comfort, happy ending, etc.

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Sometimes it was just too much for her. High society New York was ruthless. They ostracized her. Sylvia was usually good at putting on a brave face and putting her first foot forward. She was usually good at brushing off the looks and snide comments. She had gotten used to the prejudice, the traditional views.

But sometimes it just became too much. Sometimes she let those pesky thoughts get the best of her. Some days, Sylvia stayed inside her home, locked away from the world. She would stay in bed until the late afternoon, rising only to eat a little, before retreating back to bed. She’d have those comments in her head on loop, haunting her. Her past never seemed to relent it seemed. And that was hard to reconcile on some days.

Those were the days that concerned you. Whenever you could sense that she was about to break, you were quick to be by the woman’s side. She was your Godmother after all. And as your family had never really been one to raise you, Sylvia had. She hadn’t needed to. She simply had. You’d happily take care of the woman on those difficult days, considering all she’d done for you.

On those days, the days where Sylvia fought every single fiber of life, you were right by her side. You would convince her to get up, get dressed, and get some breakfast. You’d try to make her laugh throughout your morning meal as much as you could. You could see her thoughts spiraling across the table. Her eyes were blank, dull from all the overwhelmingness going on behind them.

And then you would suggest an activity outside of her house walls. If she was up for it, you would accompany Sylvia to something such as an art exhibit or to a park. Fresh air always helped. You’d make sure to steer clear of any known social gatherings, not wanting her to have to deal with the cliquey society of New York’s finest, not on days like this.

If she wouldn’t hear it, you’d at least insist that you two tour her own personal art exhibit at the minimum, to at least get her moving around. You’d spend hours silent on those types of days, but you were used to it. You’d talk to her, talk about her art, talk about your life, talk about her, talk about anything and everything to keep her distracted and safe with your arm linked into hers.

Slowly but surely, you’d start to coax the woman back to her vivid disposition. By the end of the day, you’d insist they go out to dinner, and by then, Sylvia would usually agree. (On some really bad days, you’d take her straight to bed, it just all being too much and unrelenting. And you made sure to let her know that that was okay too, that you would never fault her for wanting to start fresh the next day). If she’d let you wine and dine her, you could usually crack a couple of small smiles from her.

By the end of your shared night, you’d take the woman home, tucking her in and saying good night.

“Thank you, sweetheart. I am ever so lucky to have your company, that you tolerate me…” Sylvia would whisper, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

You’d blush.

“Anytime. And nonsense, I don’t tolerate you— I love you.” You’d whisper back.

This would make Sylvia blush.

“I love you too” She’d murmur before falling into slumber.

~~~

Sylvia Chamberlain Masterlist ~Coming Soon (;

[shannendoherty-fans]

June 8, 2002 - Shannen Doherty and god daughter Cooper London attend the World premiere of "Scooby-Doo" at Grauman's Chinese Theater in Hollywood.

[moonshine-nightlight]

Find the Word WIP tag

thanks for the tag, @eruden-writes!

My words were: limit, offer, passion, loss, soul

when searching my various drafts and WIPs i kept getting results for things i'd already posted but we got there lol

I never know who to tag in these things so no pressure: @monsterkisserlove @dashofmonsters @bucketsofmonsters

Your words are: hint, note, permission, swallow, and lack

limit

this is from "Goddaughter", which about a demon who was promised a firstborn grandchild as part of a deal he made, and which i've posted a WIP sneak peak before, but you'll notice a diff POV for this. my original draft was called "Something of Mine" and was from Vee/VK's 3rd POV. currently undergoing edits to make it 2nd POV but this part hasn't been updated yet

“You lack drive and follow-through,” Richard diagnosed and VK resisted the urge to laugh. Why did people always think such things of him? “You haven’t even claimed what’s owed to you.”

“You’d think a man would be grateful,” VK’s eyes sharpened as he looked at the foul man, “but there’s no reason to be. In your ignorance, you’ve no idea what I have or haven’t done with what was owed to me,” VK says, his voice mild but his eyes full of storm clouds. He might be amused rather than insulted by Richard Pierce’s lack of respect, but he had his limits of what he would tolerate too. Just because it was higher than other demons, didn’t mean the limit didn’t exist.

Richard, unable to take a hint even so many years later, laughed. “You can talk big all you want, but I saw Michael and his family only the other weekend. Obviously the warnings I gave him about his firstborn were unnecessary. He said he’s seen neither hide nor hair of you—and neither has his son.”

A grin split VK’s face. “In that you are correct, for I’ve no interest in that particular branch of your family tree.”

~

offer

this is from my "Courtship Confusion" story, modern day w/integrated supernatural about a human from a werewolf family and a siren raised by concubi. its from part 5 of 5 so its the very beginning of the heating up

Morgan's sweet, tucking the blanket around the both of you so carefully, that you can’t help but lean over to press chaste kiss to his lips now that you can. He blinks at you, eyes blank enough that you worry that you’re betraying your own offer to take things slow. His mouth is on yours the next instant.

~

passion

this is from the end of "Quid Pro Quo", a modern fic with demons as a secret society alongside humans. reader discovered it was all real when her ex-husband's family revealed a deal they're made with a demon years ago that affects her kids. she works with Adriel, a powerful demon, to find a way to exempt her kids and in return she helps him figure out who is embezzling from him. this is from the last part

You huff, blowing some of the bedraggled hair out of your face—determined to be annoyed rather than embarrassed. You drum up as much of that annoyance at the idea his demon form could scare you in your voice as you say, “Would you stop saying that? I’m not scared of you.”

For some reason, this time your impassioned words seem to actually get through to him. Adriel blinks slowly and you can see him start to believe you. “No…” He moves closer to you, so smoothly its almost hypnotizing. “You’re not…”

His yellow eyes are analytic as he looks you over, no doubt registering all the little things a demon could pick up on that a human couldn’t. How your heart is still racing despite the time since your nightmare has ended. Your racing pulse. Your deeper than usual breathing.

He inhales and you know that has to be he most damning evidence of it all. You’ve no idea what your scent might tell him, though you have your suspicions, but you know it won’t be fear.

~

loss

this is from a little story about a monster who lives in a house (sort of like monster under the bed vibes) and is actually mostly about them bonding with some kids who are left with an irresponsible adult so they're like, are these my kids now? (but the kids do have a responsible parent who is a love interest eventually) - its called "Darren's an Asshole" lol

“Good,” Darren says. “You don’t want me to have to come down here. Don’t make any sort of mess either. Heather, you make sure of it.”

“Yes, Dad,” she replies. He seems to accept her at her word and stomps upstairs—no respect for the wooden floor boards Miruk works so hard to preserve. They flicker with humor when the stairs oblige and trip Darren on the last step. He catches himself on the doorframe but manages to get a splinter, causing him to curse again before he slams the door to the basement shut.

Miruk returns their attention to the offspring standing near the couch they’re observing from under.

“Uh…” the taller of the two newcomers says, obviously at a loss when faced with Darren’s departure. That one must be old enough to know they shouldn’t be left alone.

~

soul

this is from "Feral" one of my Fall/spooky season stories for 2023. Its modern with a reader who learns supernatural exists when they meet the, well, see below lol

“I don’t want to be rude, but what would, um, what do think we would call you?”

“Humans always have too many names for things—comes from all those languages you have and your over-inflated feeling of importance as a species. Perhaps…” she says something you can’t even parse. “No? How about” and again she says something vaguely Greek sounding that was more of a word, but not one you’ve heard before. At the continued lack of recognition on your face she frowns, “Hm, no you’re right. Too old. A hound?”

You can’t help, but roll your eyes. “I mean, yeah, I know you looked sort of like a dog, but…”

“A hound of Hel.”

You swallow. “Oh. Yeah, hellhound—I, I’ve heard of that.”

Zrea grins, pleased with herself. Her teeth are so very white against the rest of her, the back of her mouth so dark behind them. You believe that she could hunt a doomed soul to the ends of the earth, even in the condition she’s in. She's all coiled muscle and sharp intent. You feel like you’ve invited a predator into your home. And yet… and yet you are certain she is not a threat to you.

~~

let me know if you want to hear anything more about these! never pass up the opportunity to talk about my many, many WIPs - especially when drowning at work lol

[bugged-out-official]

Bugged Out-ober Day 15 is Family!

I love when a grow woman arm wrestles her 7 year old goddaughter :)

[msfridaycat]

My Beautiful God daughter

[hugh-heffner-son]

My hearts 😍🫶🏾

[naomigontier]

Roo if you weren't so tiny I'd smush you!! Love you beautiful!! XOXO

[maximoffromanoffs]

Christmas with Aunt Scar

Given that it's only been a month since aunt scar's birthday and so now three since my dad went away for half a year to work, to nobody's surprise I'm still with my aunt scar for Christmas, and it's Christmas Eve right now.

I know she wants me to feel okay and included and like I'm just a part of the family, but I don't, she's my family but I'm not a part of her little family unit. Colin's not my dad, rose and Cosmo aren't my siblings, and she's not my mom. And I have to remind myself of that fact every single day I stay with her.

Because she really acts the part.

But then a big holiday like Christmas comes around and I'm suddenly surrounded by a bunch of 'family members' who aren't a part of mine, and technically shouldn't be.

It's the night of Christmas Eve, and we've just finished eating our dinner. Rose and Cosmo running off to go to the couch so they can put some of their favourite Christmas movies on, while Scarlett, Colin and I tidy up the dishes.

Colin randomly starts laughing making me and aunt scar share a confused look, before colin mumbles out "better go keep an eye on those two, who knows what they'll do in there," making us still look at him confused. "Guys" he says exasperatedly, "they're little. There's presents in there. Come on!" His attitude making me and Scarlett share a laugh at him as she then pats his shoulder telling him "you go watch them then, save Christmas!" While giving him her signature smirk.

He leaves the room sulking at us laughing at him being so dramatic. We finish up cleaning and aunt scar turns to me with a fond look "you excited for Christmas, sweet girl?" Making me give a non-enthusiastic nod towards her.

She steps forwards, cupping my cheeks in her hands, as she directs my eyes to look into hers. We spend just a moment looking into each other's eyes, we've always felt pretty connected in this sense, and it's what helps us to understand one another so well.

Scarlett whispers "you know you can be honest with me y/n," making my face scrunch up a little but nodding none the less. "I'm not going to force you to talk to me, darling, but I'm here, okay? If you want to talk. If you miss your dad. If you want a cuddle. Maybe you want a distraction. Literally anything. You tell me, because you've not opened up a lot since you've been staying with me, and I want to be here for you, for whatever you need. And these times of the year have to harder for you, especially without your dad, so you can always tell me about those things baby."

I just melt into her hands which are still gently cupping my cheeks, giving her a soft nod, not quite feeling up to talking about it right now.

"Tell you what, why don't we go join the others, watch a few films and just chill for a bit and then maybe we can chat?"

I nod showing her I agree with that idea, as Scarlett smiles, wrapping an arm around my shoulders as she leads us into the living room.

As soon as she shifts to sit down Cosmo crawls onto her lap and Rose shuffles out of Colin's arms to rest against her mom's side instead. Colin gives a little huff as he gives her an offended look, but Rose is totally unbothered, giggling at his face, before stuffing her head into Scarlett's arm. "Okay is today officially laugh at Colin day? I know I usually make jokes but I haven't tried to TODAY"

I laugh at them all, still not having sat down yet, but I do ruffle Rose's hair and in response to Colin I utter "she just wanted her mom, can't blame her for that."

What I forgot that I'd get in response from these two is four concerned eyeballs looking my way. At me saying that, Colin shuffles away from the side of Scarlett that Rose isn't currently latched into like a koala, as he pats the newly made space for me to sit down.

Y/n: "Oh um Colin it's okay I can just sit over there, I don't want to intrude."

C: "Intrude? Honey you're not intruding at all, come on come sit"

He pats the space between them again, so I take him up on his offer this time, shuffling to sit between them.

Once we're all comfortable I hear aunt scar let out a big content sigh, before she mumbles "oh my babies, I love you all so very much." As she kisses Cosmo's head, then Rose's cheek, then my cheek, after leaning over to press a peck to Colin's lips.

We stay all snuggled up while we watch a few movies before it's time for the littles to go to bed.

Aunt scar stands up and claps looking rather excited, "okay my dears, time to get the cookies and milk for Santa!" Rose squeals in excitement as she jumps up, grabbing Cosmo's hand and pulling him over to the Christmas tree.

I cant lie, i may be 17, but I never really had anyone do all of these traditions with me. I can't remember ever leaving food for Santa.

So despite not standing up and following Rose and Cosmo, I do keep an eye on them from afar. I see how my aunt scar speaks with such belief and imagination, making this fun for her kids.

I notice she's getting ready to put them to bed so she says "come on kiddos, bed time, we can go have a story then we need to go to bed so Santa will come!!"

What I don't expect is Rose to tilt her head towards me saying "sissy come on, you have to come too!" I give her a smile, letting her grab my hand and pull me upstairs, while Scar picks Cosmo up and carries him on her hip.

We all sit down on Rose's bed where apparently she demanded Cosmo has to stay with her tonight too, so Scarlett let's them sit and then they shuffle onto her lap when she sits. She pats the space next to her for me to sit too, which I do.

When Colin joins us, sitting a little further down the bed since we can't all fit next to each other, Cosmo scrambles over to sit on his lap instead. So now having some free space Scarlett pulls my body to rest against her side but I decide to keep my head up.

They start to tell a story, not even reading from a book, simply coming up with it on the spot. Scarlett and Colin take turns, Rose and Cosmo half-heartedly listening along. But as someone who never had a story made up for them, I can't help but stare at whoever's speaking, completely intrigued and feeling whole as my aunt and Colin heal a part of me I didn't even know had a hole.

While they're telling the story, I don't even realise that I let my head fall to rest on aunt scar's chest, her fingers intertwined with mine as I fiddle with them subconsciously. My eyes and head unknowingly turn to gaze up at her while she's speaking so animatedly, and automatically shifting along to Colin when he so effortlessly takes over. It's only when I shift my gaze back to aunt scar once again, and she turns her head to connect eyes with me, that I look away blushing, keeping my eyes down and just snuggling into her chest.

They stop a few minutes after that since Rose and Cosmo had gotten really sleepy, so they shift to place them under the covers, Rose mumbling "goodnight," and Cosmo copying her with a "nigh-nigh" Colin kisses both of their heads before heading to the doorframe of the room, and Scarlett follows with a "goodnight my darlings," pressing kisses all over her kids faces, including Rose's pouting lips which makes her give a cute little sleepy giggle, and reminds me so much of me and her and i was Rose's age myself. Almost making me miss the woman who's literally standing right in front of me, which sounds so silly.

Just before Rose turns over to go to sleep she whispers "night night sissy, you better sleep soon so Santa comes."

That makes me smile as I gently kiss both of their heads too, reassuring Rose I will go to sleep soon, as we leave them to get some rest before the big day.

As we walk out, I turn to go to my room, which is just across from aunt Scarlett and Colin's, but a hand around my waist stops me. Before I know it, I'm being picked up, which honestly makes me gasp, not expecting that and also not expecting someone to be able to pick me up and comfortably carry me.

I'm readjusted and just by the feeling I know it's my aunt, as she now holds me against her front, my legs around her waist and my head against her shoulder. She starts to move us towards her door instead, where she then playfully chucks me onto the bed, us both laughing at what just happened.

"Aunt scar why'd you bring me in here?" I ask as I shuffle to snuggle against her pillow, she smiles at me moving towards me so that she can rest a hand on my hair, "just wanted you close to me" she mumbles while leaning down to kiss my forehead.

Since we're already ready for bed, she wastes no more time so she crawls into bed right next to me. We both share her pillow which makes her scrunch her nose at me when she lays her face right in from of mine.

Scar leans forward brushing her nose against mine as we both have massive idiotic smiles. She then smirks before whispering "you better go to sleep otherwise Santa won't come," following that with a wink. I giggle at her shifting to get up, aunt scar frowns saying "are you leaving baby?" Me just looking at her nodding saying "I was going to go to bed," she gives a little nod before she says "you want me to come stay with you?"

I shrug, not expecting that but also not against the idea. I forget she's so good at reading me, I don't even have to say anything and she knows I'm not as okay as I'm pretending to be.

She gives me one last smile saying "alrighty I'll join you, just gonna say goodnight to Colin and then I'll be with you my love." Before I can leave the room I hear a little tut coming from her, making me turn to her, eyebrows scrunched in confusion. In response she simply puckers her lips. It's something we always used to do when I was little, especially around Christmas time because she used to stay with us before she even had Rose or when she was with her dad. It makes me laugh but I go over to her and peck her lips, to which she mumbles "thank you baby, I'll be there in five."

And this time I actually leave the room, my face bright red no doubt.

I accidentally drift off to sleep not even being able to wait the five minutes for her to come to my room, I stir a little when she joins me as she wraps an arm around my waist from behind, but she shushes me, kissing my temple, as I drift back off into a peaceful sleep. Feeling forever grateful that i have my aunt scar.

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Turning into Vista Court, I spotted Laura and Jon's eldest, my goddaughter, riding a bike with pink training wheels up and down the driveway.

"In/Out: A Scandalous Story of Falling Into Love and Out of the Church" - Steph Lentz

[itonguelesbians]

Look just like her mama but act just like me 😩 My treacherous lil twin 😍❤️👌🏾

[revjss]

Evening Prayer - 9 Nov 2023

Thank you, Holy One, for the package of love you put inside my goddaughter.

Thank you, Holy One, for the time I got to spend preparing for worship today.

Thank you, Holy One, for the training I got to attend today.

And thank you, Holy One, for the dozen people who came to a choir rehearsal tonight at church to learn some music to help make our worship services during Advent more meaningful.

Amen.

[liyahblrr]

being with my goddaughter just feels so healing. i love her. ❤️‍🩹