#i gotta know what’s happening but I’m afraid I won’t be happy with it

[bookwyrminspiration]

now that we’ve finished Dracula I’m gonna watch Bram Stoker’s Dracula, so wish me luck. the description frightens me

[mildmayfoxe]

tumblr just gave me a pop up that told me to update my ios bc the next version of the app won’t support ios 15. babe i would love to update my ios you think i’m living like this on purpose

[writing-blog-iguess]

Online Matchup 6

Summery: Y/N gets texts from someone the last person they thought of. In doing so, learns a few things about their sister and who gave out their number.

Warning: swearing, fluff

Words: 3.4K

A/n: Feed back is always welcome, hope you enjoy!

Taglist: @xoxoyourdoll

ao3

Series master list

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October 23

Y/n (6:30 am) I thought you said you weren’t going to give Conner my number?

Jason I did not

Y/N Then why is he yelling at me for dissing his writing It has been two weeks And he’s still upset about it It’s been three hours since he started texting me And he’s still not done Why is the sunshine boy up at three in the morning anyways? I haven’t answered yet

Jason What the fuck No I didn’t give him your number And he begged me for it Should have known something was up when he stopped asking

Y/N Who the fuck gave him my number?

Jason I don’t know

Y/N Whoever it is, they are dead.

Jason I’ll help But Conner isn’t that bad 

Y/N No But he hasn’t stopped being mad at me for what I said He won’t even let me get a word in

Jason He’ll stop, just wait

—

Y/n (7:30 am) Are you done?

Conner Nothing to say I see

Y/N It’s been a few years I’m not going to talk about that It’s stupid So why are you even talking about it?

Conner I’m offended

Y/N Then stop

Conner Why are you so mean?

Y/N Because we’re talking about something that happened in the past A past that I do not care for

Conner You were never this mean in high school What happened?

Y/N I moved away and became a different person Gotham has harden my soul Why do you care? We were never friends

Conner Yeah, but you’re my girlfriend’s sister I gotta at least try

Y/N … What?

Conner Ah shit She didn’t tell you?

Y/N W h a t 

Conner Pretend I didn’t say that

Y/N NO I CAN’T PRETEND WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M YOUR GIRLFRIENDS SISTER?

Conner Your sister is going to kill me

Y/N CONNER KENT

Conner Has anyone ever told you how scary you can be?

Y/N Yes now answer the question

Conner I mean That’s pretty straight forward

Y/N HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DATING? AND AREN’T YOU LIKE ANCIENT

Conner I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I’M A FEW MONTHS OLDER THAN HER AND WE’RE BOTH LIKE TWO YEARS YOUNGER THEN YOU And like, almost a year

Y/N WHY DIDN’T SHE TELL ME?

Conner Something to do with her waiting for the right time

Y/N I’m offended

Conner Gonna have to take it up with her

Y/N I can’t, she’s in school Shouldn’t you be in class?

Conner Sick

Y/N That’s bullshit You don’t get sick

Conner I don’t have to explain myself to you You’re not my keeper

Y/N Nah, that’s my sister apparently 

Conner Not gonna let that go, are you?

Y/N Nope

Conner Shouldn't you be in class?

Y/N Not until three

Conner Be annoying somewhere else

Y/N Funny, I was just about to say the same thing to you How’d you get my number anyways?

Conner Oh would you look at that! I gotta go

Y/N Bitch

—

Y/N (8:10 am) HE’S DATING MY SISTER?

Jason You didn’t know?

Y/N NO YOU KNEW?

Jason I feel like this is a trap

Y/N It’s not, and I’m not mad if you did How long did you know?

Jason Um, couple of months I think They’ve been dating longer though

Y/N Almost a year apparently I’m so mad And I can’t even call her because she’s in school Son of a bitch

Jason Let me know how that conversation goes

—

Y/N (11:02 am) Cannot believe you’re dating Conner Kent

Ellie How the fuck do you know that?

Y/N I’m offended

Ellie Hey, you didn’t tell me you were talking to Jason

Y/N That’s different Whatever I have going on with Jason is new And I didn’t want to jinx it You’re dating Conner for close to a year I think that warrants telling your sister

Ellie It never came up?

Y/N Bull. Shit

Ellie You never liked Conner, I was afraid you wouldn’t approve

Y/N I have never said I disliked Conner I may have said he’s annoying sometimes and he’s too bright Hence why I call him sunshine boy

Ellie Do you approve though?

Y/N Does he make you happy?

Ellie Yes

Y/N Then I approve How’d that happen anyways?

Ellie Newspaper

Y/N I still can’t believe you joined the school paper

Ellie I love writing You did it

Y/N That’s because Kate made me I wasn’t there by choice

Ellie Right So, how’d you know?

Y/N Your boyfriend let it slip

Ellie What?

Y/N Which reminds me, did you give him my number

Ellie You know I’d never do that

Y/N Someone did, and he’s not telling me

Ellie Hold on a sec I’ll find out for you

Y/N Someone’s going to die I just don’t know who 

Ellie (12:15 pm) Try not to kill Conner, I really like him Also, some guy named Tim I think that’s his friend or something

Y/N That son of a bitch

Ellie Do you know him?

Y/N Not personally, but yeah

Ellie Have mercy on his soul

Y/N Don’t you know him?

Ellie Why would I know Tim?

Y/N Isn’t Conner friends with the Waynes?

Ellie I think so…?

Y/N Eleanor You have been dating Sunshine Boy for almost a year And you don’t know?

Ellie Don’t call me that It makes me feel like I’m in trouble

Y/N Eleanor Stop deflecting

Ellie Okay, yes he’s friends with the Waynes I just never personally met them yet They kind of scare me

Y/N I’m ashamed to call you my sister

Ellie EXCUSE ME HAVE YOU SEEN THEM?

Y/N YES I’m talking to one of them, remember?

Ellie JASON’S A WAYNE?

Y/N Did I not mention that?

Ellie NO YOU BURIED THE LEAD ON THAT ONE

Y/N Oopsie

Ellie DON’T OOPSIE ME Y/N

Y/N Welp, gotta go

Ellie BITCH GET BACK HERE WE’RE NOT DONE Y/N

—

Y/N (12:20 pm) Your brother is dead to me

Jason I have like four You need to be more specific 

Y/N Tim

Jason Ah, yeah okay that tracks

Y/N Tell him to count his days I’m coming for him

Jason All this over a phone number

Y/N He doesn’t even know me Why would he do this?

Jason I don’t know I personally think he likes the drama

Y/N I hope he knows the consequences

Jason He’ll find out once he meets you Conner finally confessed?

Y/N Not to me

Jason Had a conversation with your sister I take it

Y/N Apparently, I had this ‘I don’t like him’ vibe going on And that’s why she didn’t want to tell me Which fair, I didn’t like anyone in high school much But Conner was okay

Jason And now they’re dating

Y/N Which I find bizarre but if she’s happy then it’s whatever

Jason Did you threaten Conner if he ever broke her heart

Y/N … No Excuse me please

Jason I am so glad he’s not my friend

–

Y/N You break Ellie’s heart I’m coming for you

Conner I would like to see you try

Y/N I will try And I will win

Conner Don’t know how, you know jack shit about me

Y/N I’ll ask Ellie once her broken heart is mended And then I will be coming for you

Conner Well, that won’t happen I don’t plan to hurt her

Y/N I hope so Cuz you’ll be dealing with me And I can be your worst nightmare

Conner Don’t you have a boyfriend to kiss?

Y/N Don’t you have girlfriend to kiss?

Conner I do and I’m about to go see her

Y/NNo Nope I don’t want to hear about your relationship Especially not you

ConnerAwe come Y/N Afraid of a little pda?

Y/NThat’s my sister you’re talking about Be careful Oh, before I forget Pass a message to Tim for me? Tell him he better watch his back

Conner SHE RATTED ME OUT

Y/N Sir, she is my sister She is my best friend And we’ll tell each other things you wish you could hear

--

Y/N I think I scared him

Jason He probably deserved it

Y/N Hey, what do you mean Conner’s not really your friend? Didn’t you hang out last weekend?

Jason Conners more Tim’s friend then he is mine And yes but only because I was doing something for Tim

Y/N He couldn’t have done it?

Jason Probably But I was coming out there anyways so I volunteered

Y/N You know what I think?

Jason No and I don’t think I want to know But you’re going to tell me anyway

Y/N Even though you claim you don’t like your family very much I think you secretly like your family You just hide it well Jason? Oh no I said something you didn’t like I’m sorry

--

Jason (4:20 pm) It’s okay So Wanna do something tonight?

Y/N: Ah, he speaks

Jason Okay, yeah that was kind of deserved I’m sorry for just disappearing on you earlier

Y/N It’s okay There will probably be times where I will do the same thing I just need some patience from you And I’ll be patient with you

Jason At least your honest

Y/N I just really don’t want to fuck this up

Jason I second that So, do you want to?

Y/N Do I want to what?

Jason Seriously? I asked like two seconds ago

Y/N Okay, but in my defense I am ~distracted~

Jason With another boy? How could you

Y/N Okay, first of all fuck you And second of all I’m trying to find the books I need

Jason Only if you’re going to help

Y/N I have some regrets right now

Jason Did you forget your library card again?

Y/N No, this time I actually remembered

Jason I’m proud of you for that

Y/N Mm, can’t tell if your being sarcastic or not

Jason 100% serious

Y/N Well damn Now I’m flustered

Jason Oh? Information to store away

Y/N I feel like I made a mistake

Jason Only time will tell

Y/N So, what was the question again?

Jason Scroll up?

Y/N Respectfully, no

Jason Lol okay Would you like to do something tonight?

Y/N Really trying to get to the fifth date I see

Jason Nah, I can wait for that I just wanted to hang out

Y/N Your brothers don’t need help tonight?

Jason Surprisingly no, they don’t. Are you trying to get out of hanging out with me?

Y/N Uh, no I’ve got a project I’m working on I don’t want to bore you

Jason Nonsense I can bring something to read It’d be nice to sit around and relax

Y/N If you're sure

Jason I’m sure I’ll bring food

Y/N You know where I live

Jason All I had to do is say food and you're in? Very easy to please huh?

Y/N I wouldn’t say that But yes, I’m very easy to persuade when foods involved

Jason Any food allergies?

Y/N Not that I’m aware of

Jason Alright I’ll text you when I’m on my way

Y/N Okay But don’t get to offended if I don’t respond There will be a chance I’ll turn off my phone once I get home I don’t want to get distracted Especially if Conner wants to yell at me some more

Jason Thanks for the warning

–

True to your word, you hadn’t answered when Jason messaged you. But he wasn’t too worried, earlier while he was busy at home, you had sent a message saying you got home fine and that you’ll be shutting off your phone soon. 

Jason had been too busy to answer, but his heart swelled at the care you seemed to have for him. That you knew he’d worry about you without having to say something. Sure, his family cared about him but there was something different when you cared.

He shot a text back saying he’d be coming soon before going about cleaning his guns.

An hour later, he was finished and left his apartment with food on his mind.

The sound of knocking at your door broke your concentration. You blinked back to awareness just as another round of knocks sounded. 

“Come in!” you called, leaning back from the coffee table to stretch. You let out a noise of satisfaction when your bones cracked.

“You should have your doors locked when you're home alone,” Jason called, closing the door behind him. “You never know what creep might come in.”

“Yeah, but I knew you were coming and I tend to hyper focus on my work,” you answered, turning around to watch Jason walk into the living room, carrying a couple of boxes of pizza. “Saves me the trip of opening the door.”

“There was a chance that it wasn’t me behind the door,” he said, setting the boxes down after you made some room for them.

“No, but I don’t have people come over.”

“What about your friends?”

“They have a key, and come unannounced. Aside from my neighbours, you're the only one who knocks.”

“Still, gotta be more cautious,” Jason warned, grunting as he sat on the floor beside you. “Hungry?”

“Starved.”

The two of you settled into a comfortable silence as you ate, only making idle conversation. The conversations ranged from what your favourite things are to embarrassed stories growing up, to darkest secrets.

Jason had kept his lips sealed with his secrets, but you weren’t mad about it. They were his, and his alone. If he didn’t want to share, he didn’t have to. And you made sure he knew you understood.

When there were only a few slices of pizza, and your stomach was full did you turn back to your homework. Reluctantly, you rather talk to Jason then do homework. But it wasn’t going to finish by itself and you needed the grade.

“Do you always work in silence?” Jason asked as he stood to stretch.

“Usually I have music playing, but the neighbours kept complaining about the noise level. And I don’t like blasting music in my ears,” you answered, and gestured towards your collection of CDs. “Help yourself if you find anything you like.”

Jason wandered over and whistled. “That’s quite the collection.”

“What can I say? Started it when I was, I don’t know, ten? And just kept collecting,” you said absentmindedly, “same goes with my books.”

“Let’s see what we have here,” Jason mumbled as he looked through them. “Classical, pop, rock, metal, jazz? Man you have a little bit of everything huh?”

“Yup.”

“Oh ho ho, what’s this?” Jason sang, catching your attention. You looked up just in time to watch Jason pull out a familiar CD. “A mixed CD? I didn’t know you were the type.”

You jumped up and tripped over the couch when you launched yourself over it. Picking yourself up from the floor, you ran and jumped onto Jason’s back, reaching for the CD he held above his head.

“Holy shit,” he grunted at the impact, stumbling forward, trying to regain his balance. “You’re a lot heavier than you look.”

“That is not something you tell a person,” you muttered, making a noise as you tried to reach for the CD. “Give it back.”

“What’s on there? Porn?”

“No,” you said, flustered, “why would I do that?”

“No you're right, you’re not that type of person,” he mused, moving the CD further from you. He glanced up and laughed. “I didn’t know you were such a hopeless romantic.”

“Shut up,” you squealed and shouted in victory when you succeeded in grabbing the CD from him. “Ha!” you said and jumped off him, you left the room to hide the mixed tape elsewhere.

“You know, there isn’t a hiding place here that I couldn’t find,” Jason said dryly when you walked into the living room.

“That I have no doubt,” you replied, sitting back on the floor. “But that cd is not one I would like to listen to right now.”

“Is it embarrassing?”

“Yes. I rather not cringe at all the memories those songs will bring.”

“That’s a juicy story I can tell,”he said, turning back to back your collection. 

“Only if you tell me your death story,” you shot back. When Jason said nothing, you nodded. “I thought so.”

“Okay, so we both have stories we don't want to talk about,” he confessed, “doesn’t mean they’re great.”

“Agree to disagree.”

Silence settled between the two of you as you continued with your paper and Jason kept looking through your CDs. A few minutes later, the room was filled with Tchaikovsky.

“Never thought you’d be a Nutcracker fan,” you commented as the first song started.

“Sometimes you just want to listen to the classics,” he said, moving towards your bookshelf. “Do you mind?”

You looked up to see him gesturing towards your books. You shook your head and went back to your paper. “I thought you were gonna bring a book.”

“I forgot it at home.”

“Too excited to come see me?” you teased.

“No, I had food on my mind,” he teased back and laughed at the look you gave him. “And you, I was also thinking about you too.”

You hummed, watching as he finally picked a book and made his way to the couch. He plopped down, he moved around a bit until he was comfortable before opening the book. You tilted your head trying to read the title and smiled.

“You’re full of surprises, Jason,” you said before turning back towards the coffee table again. 

“So are you,” he shot back, and that was the end of the conversation. For a while, the only sounds were the music, the occasional page flipping and a pencil scratching against paper.

There was a peace that settled with the two of you as you did your own things. A peace that both of you haven’t felt in awhile, so much that you kind of forgot the presence of the other person.

You stayed on the floor most of the time, only getting up to use the bathroom and to switch out the CDs once they finished. A couple of hours later, your homework was finally done, you sat back and stretched.

“Hey, I just remembered I have som-” you cut yourself short when you looked up to see Jason fast alseep on the couch. You weren’t sure at what point he had fallen asleep, but it looked like he needed it.

So, instead of waking him up, you let him sleep. Standing up, you reached down to grab the Jane Austen book he was in the middle of reading. You made sure to bookmark it in case he wanted to finish it the next time he was over.

Setting it on the coffee table, you made your way over to turn down the music until it was just softly playing before grabbing a blanket to cover Jason with.

“Rest well,” you whispered as you tucked in him slightly. “I think you need it.”

You turned back to your bookshelf and grabbed a book for yourself before going to sit back on the floor where you were doing your homework and started reading.

Jason woke up to his phone vibrating against his leg. He blinked, confused about where he was. The ceiling he was looking at didn’t look like his, and the last thing he remembered was reading on the couch. At your house.

“Oh shit,” he mumbled, as the puzzle pieces fell together. “I fell asleep.”

“Turn it off,” came a mumble from beside him. He turned his head to find you leaning against the couch, head tilting up fast asleep. “Five more minutes, Mom. I’m tired.”

Smiling, he grabbed his phone from his pocket and glared at the name that flashed across his screen. “What do you want, Tim?”

 “Where are you?” Tim asked instead of answering. “You were supposed to be here like, two hours ago.”

“I told you I wasn’t going out tonight. Bruce knows this, so does Dick and they said they were okay with it.”

“Yeah, but you promised.”

“You and I both know, I didn’t promise shit,” he whispered, “whatever it is, you’ll have to deal without me.”

“Its not the same,” Tim whined. “And why are we whispering?”

“None of your business.”

“You’re with Y/N aren’t you?” Tim asked, and Jason could tell he was smiling.

“You know, I hope that whatever Y/N does to you, you’ll suffer,” Jason snapped and tried to keep his laugh in at the “hey!” Tim yelled.

“What did I ever do to them? We haven’t even met!”

“Enough that they’re out for blood,” Jason said, not wanting to elaborate. “I have to go.” He hung up before Tim could question him further, and stuffed his phone back in his pocket. Turning his head to look at you again, he thought about what to do next.

Sleeping on the floor like that couldn’t be comfortable and he knew should wake up and leave, but it was late and he wanted to let you sleep. Instead, he slowly got off the couch without waking you. He went to the bathroom before going around the apartment to lock the windows and doors, and turned off the lights that were on.

He made his way back to the living room, and gently picked you up before setting you back down on the couch. He tucked you in with the blanket you had given him.

Satisfied that you were safe in your own apartment, he turned to leave. But before he could, something grabbed his arm, stopping him. He stalled and turned around slowly, and raised an eyebrow when he noticed you staring at him.

“It’s late, Jason,” you mumbled, “I’m not going to let you go home this late.”

“How are you going to stop me?” Jason challenged. Instead of answering, you tugged his arm hard enough to make him stumble towards you. He braced himself against the back of the couch, preventing him from falling completely onto you. “You’re very bold when your half asleep,” he joked. You stuck your tongue out at him and tugged on his arm again.

“Shut up and lay down,” you mumbled, trying to get up from the couch. Jason moved to sit down beside you. “I’m too tired to move to my bed. So, you can take my bed or share the couch.”

He watched as you curled up on the one side of the couch and moved the blanket so he could have some too. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” you mumbled, eyes already closing. “I don’t make the people I care about leave in the middle of the night. You never know what could happen on the way home.”

Touched, and not wanting to make you worry, Jason took the corner of the blanket you weren’t using and settled down on the couch. He didn’t fall asleep right away. Opting instead to read more of his book. Within minutes of reading, however, sleep claimed him.

[vampwritesstuff]

if you dont mind, can i request sfw headcanons on how the tmnt show affection towards their (gender-neutral) crush/partner before and after getting together? your tmnt headcanons are so cute ❤

TMNT Brothers Showing Affection

Yes !! So requests may come out slower because I’m currently in trouble with my parents and I won’t have much time to post headcannons and stuff- oops but I will work on some of the requests that I do have during this time and close my requests until I can post more !

Type: Headcannons

TMNT Version: unspecified, but I imagined 2012/Bayverse while writing this !

Requested?: Requested, refer to ask above

CW: None, gender neutral reader

LEO

- Before you guys get together, he’s actually very respectful of your boundaries and doesn’t really go past hugging unless you initiate a different form of physical contact like hand holding.

- Short circuits if you even hold his hand before y’all start dating.

- Will give you a nickname or two but they’re usually just plays on your name and not like pet names.

- Although he totally uses them like pet names and uses them to flirt.

- Poor boy just wants to grab your face and kiss you all over 😔

- He gets much more bolder with his affection after you get together.

- Is actually the one who initiates most cuddle sessions.

- He’s touch starved so please just hold him and he’ll melt like putty.

- Likes to just nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck while hugging you from behind and doesn’t care what you’re doing.

RAPH

- Before you start dating, he’s not really affectionate at all.

- Seriously, all you might get is a fist bump or a high five.

- However there may have been a few occasions where he got really happy and actually picked you up into a bear hug and spun you around while shouting.

- Refuses to acknowledge that ever happened though.

- Totally a softie once you start dating though.

- And those bear hugs? LAWD HIS HUGS WOULD BE LIKE HEAVEN.

- Very very good hugs, 10/10 absolutely recommend.

- He’s like your personal weighted blanket, he will just lay on top of you whenever he feels like it.

- But obviously he doesn’t put his full weight cause he’s afraid he may crush you.

- If you’re shorter than him, he’s definitely picking you up to reach high places.

MIKEY

- Not much of a difference before and after you start dating, he’s a very affectionate person in general.

- Maybe his hugs and such become a bit more romantic feeling than friendly?

- Loves holding your hands, like literally can’t get enough of it.

- If he hasn’t gotten to see you in a while he will quite literally koala hug you and not let go for a solid 10 minutes.

- Gives you head pats. That’s it. That’s all I gotta say on that.

- He plays with your hair, doesn’t care how short/long/etc. it is, he’s finding a way to run his fingers through your hair.

- 10/10 head massages.

- Speaking of massages, he has a habit of rubbing your shoulders when you’re feeling stressed.

- Likes to cuddle up on the couch of the lair while you guys eat pizza and watch tv.

DONNIE

- This man does not know how to function around you before you start dating.

- Literally cannot handle any physical affection because he just short circuits.

- He just sticks to trying to impress you with his inventions.

- Eventually is okay enough to handle simple contact like quick side hugs.

- Oh but after you start dating? He is ALL over you.

- Loves to have you sit on his lap while he’s working in his lab.

- Quite literally made a chair that makes it possible for it to happen while being very comfortable at the same time.

- Still gives you lots of gifts that he makes.

- Please tell him that his inventions make you happy, he loves hearing that from you.

[pedrospatch]

a safe haven l chapter eight sneak peek

A/N: it’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted an official sneak peek for this series. I was kind of surprised that most people voted for a snippet of this one, I really thought it would be the PD fic. But I’m glad that this lil series of mine is still one people want to read. There’s a few people out there rooting for these babies and to those few people: thank you for motivating me to see this one through to the end. Few more chapters to go!

*this is from the beginning of the chapter before shit starts to hit the fan so let’s enjoy the good while it lasts! also, I made sure to post a hefty snippet because this chapter is going for 9k 👀

“The water isn’t too hot, is it?” You asked, running the wet washcloth over his chest and neck, careful not to take it near his bandaged shoulder. Leaning over the side of the tub, a lock of hair fell loose out of your ponytail and Joel was quick to lift his hand out of the water, tucking it behind your ear.

“It’s perfect,” he murmured, his hand grazing your cheek, the water dripping off of his arm landing on your blouse, soaking through the material. “Looks like you’re gonna have to take that shirt off, Peach. I got you wet,” Joel couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at his own terrible innuendo.

“Unbelievable! I just pulled a bullet out of you, and you’re already thinking of getting me naked?” You teased him with a little giggle. “Oh and by the way I hope you know that there will be none of that for a while, not until you’re all healed up. Got it?”

His face fell. “You serious? But you said it could be four to six weeks until my shoulder heals—how am I supposed to go that long without touchin’ you?”

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to survive, Miller.”

Joel grumbled incoherently under his breath.

Chuckling, you leaned over and pressed a delicate kiss to his right temple. Your lips lingered over the small jagged scar, causing him to shudder slightly.

“You were right about Ellie,” You murmured softly against his skin. “You were right to warn me about her.”

He frowned. “She confronted you ‘bout us?”

Pulling away from him, you nodded.

“Earlier at the stables, before Tommy showed up.”

Joel grimaced.

“Might regret askin’ this, but what did she say?”

You chewed nervously on your bottom lip.

“She wants me to leave Luke.”

He raised an eyebrow. “She did? What else did she say?”

“That the three of us could be a family. She said it wasn’t that complicated—all I had to do was pack up my things, take off the ring and leave him. Said I could move in here with you two.” You paused to let out a small, breathless laugh. “I told her I would love that more than anything in the world, but that it’s not possible. I can’t leave him.”

His jaw clenched. “Because he won’t let you.”

You couldn’t help but laugh again.

Like father, like daughter.

Joel and Ellie were cut from the same damn cloth.

“Joel, I love you. And I love Ellie, too. You two have made me so, so happy,” You told him, softly. “Ever since I met you both, something in me changed. It was like I had forgotten what it felt like to love, and to be loved. That part of me, I thought it was dead and buried, but you two brought it back to life.”

“You belong with us, Peach. Your place is with us. Your home is with us, not with Luke.”

“I know,” You whispered. “I know that, Joel.”

Joel sat up straight in the tub, wincing slightly. He was really starting to feel the pain in his shoulder.

“Joel, stop. Come on, you need to take it easy.”

Placing your hands on his chest, you tried to push him back, but Joel’s hand reached up and caught one of your wrists, his fingers curling around it.

“Whatever you’re afraid of—”

“Joel, please,” You whispered, thickly. “Don’t.”

“You ain’t gotta be afraid, baby. I can protect you. I can keep you safe.” His thumb lightly caressed the thin, delicate skin on the inside of your wrist as his eyes met yours. “I can keep you safe. I wouldn’t let anythin’ bad happen to you. Neither would the kid. She loves you too damn much.”

You swallowed back the lump in your throat.

Lifting your wrist, Joel planted a gentle kiss on the inside of it, your pulse strong under his lips.

“Me and Ellie, you’ll be alright with us.”

A long, heavy sigh escaped you. “I know that.”

“Then? What’s stoppin’ you?”

You sighed again.

“Just—just give me time so I can figure things out, okay? If I have it my way, I’ll be living here with you and Ellie before winter comes around.”

[rosakuma]

Feelings on FOPANW S1 Finale

Okay so the finale dropped…….that sure was a finale….Alright, let’s discuss this in full detail. Spoilers for Fairly Oddparents A New Wish finale, DO NOT READ BELOW IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT OR CAUGHT UP YET!

Okay so this finale is a big mixture for me for a few reasons, to which I’ll explain in detail of listing out the good and bad, before then listing out personal thoughts and what I think they’ll do for S2(if we get one, to which Y’ALL WE GOTTA LOCK IN AND REWATCH THIS SERIES IN NOVEMBER ON NETFLIX OKAY??)

The good~✨:

▪️I absolutely love that they brought back most of the new characters Hazel’s befriend and seen throughout the season come back to help Hazel in taking back fairy world. ▪️ANTI-COSMO AND ANTI-WANDA ARE BACK! It was definitely a short time, but I’m just glad they reappeared and them with Cosmo and Wanda was so funny. I love them exposing their weaknesses like Cosmo being afraid of big words or Wanda not standing seeing someone read a book upside down. ▪️THANK GOD DEV WASN’T TURN EVIL! The boy definitely mess up, but I am happy he listened to Wanda and help out in the end despite the consequences of it. It shows that despite Dev doing all of this to impress his dad, he realizes that his dad not going to change and that he’ll just overlook Dev for other people or things. Plus it nice to see that he didn’t want any the fairies lock up or to blow up, he just wanted to get back at Cosmo, Wanda, and Peri(speaking of him). This definitely marks a great start to his redemption arc that I feel next season will go into more.

▪️You don’t know how much it means to me seeing Peri fricken dying and yet, he’s still worrying about Dev. The fact he still cares about him and just only was strict on the rules because he wanted to do right by Dev..MY HEART AGHHH! THAT’S HIS DAD RIGHT THERE, HIS REAL DAD! I swear they better reunite. Le bad~⚡️:

▪️Dev losing both Peri and his memory of fairies….WHY!? I get punishing him to teach him what he did was wrong, but he recognizes it and also, HE’S NOT GOING TO IF HE DOESN’T REMEMBER WHAT HE DID WRONG! Not to mention that Dev still needs Peri, he still needs a fairygod parent because he’s stuck with a neglectful dad who thinks boots are better than his own kid and doesn’t know how to make friends with him having trust issues! Plus Peri still cares for Dev and I doubt he wanted to give him up! THATS HIS FIRST GODKID, GIVE HIM BACK HIS SON 😭 ▪️The point above gets worse when Hazel could’ve prevented that from happening by including Dev in her wish for her friends to keep their memories of her fairies and magic OR that Dev keeps Peri(which is a two for one sale as he gets both his fairy and memory). I understand Hazel is probably still upset at Dev and does think that he needs to learn a lesson, but she clearly still cares about him. Enough for her to look sad at the end when he gets poofs away and to thank him for doing the right thing. Not to mention now Dev’s growth at the end for realizing he did wrong will disappear and he can’t reflect on himself now to grow from it. ▪️Speaking of memories. So Hazel decided to let Winn, Jasmine, and her brother Anthony keep their memories of all of this. I won’t lie, I am conflicted on this as while I don’t mind too much of Winn and Jasmine to know about her secret as that allows them to join more adventures and develop from there with Hazel now that they know! But…why Anthony? I can understand Hazel wanting to share her cool fairies with him, but girl you got those fairies in the first place BECAUSE he’s away at college. Even if Anthony currently visiting right now and she can have fun with him, he’s still going back to college sweetie. Heck Anthony might not worry too much of needing to visit a lot because now he knows his sister being taken care of by Cosmo and Wanda(which is good thing, but to Hazel, she might be upset to think Anthony will spend less time with her now that she has fairies to fill his role).

Alright, I definitely got that out of my system. Ultimately despite these problems I have with this finale, I still enjoyed it and this season entirely. And I feel like the writers with what they did with Dev wasn’t to be mean spirited of taking away Peri and his memory. I believe they wanted to show Dev starting to reflect on what he has done and grow with realizing his mess up, which is why he even admits that he does deserve this and Hazel agrees. And despite Hazel not including him in the wish or wishing for him to keep Peri, she does still care about him. She’s glad he did the right thing in the end and she does look sad when Dev gets poofed away after being memory wiped. And honestly….this might be good for both of them in terms of being able to rekindle their friendship. Now that Dev won’t remember the the arguments that happen when he had a fairy, it means that his jealousy toward Hazel having Wanda and Cosmo and knowing that Hazel wished to be friends with him(to which he took personally because it seemed like their friendship was based off of just wanting to get something out of him he feels and it’s fake). The only problem is thanks to the memory wipe, we don’t know exactly how much Dev remembers. Does he only remember his fight with Hazel at Founders Day or their fight during his birthday? If the former, then did he forget Hazel being at his birthday? And if not and it’s the latter, then does Dev still remember project H but without the knowledge of Hazel’s fairies? Is he still upset at her for his father paying attention to her? Does he think they’re still friends??? Really the problem is since we’re in the dark of whether we’re getting a season two and we don’t know these details, we’re stuck unsatisfied since there’s clearly more to explore and explain here. But all we can do for now is just wait and watch the show again on Netflix when it drops while spreading word of the series. We can do this and get that season two for everyone! Seriously Netflix you better listen to Peri and greenlit season two.

[peaches2217]

My first therapy appointment in several months went really well! I’m returning to the councilor I’ve had for a couple years now. I updated her on my transition journey because the last time I saw her was a couple weeks before I started on T; I told her about coming out to my dad last night, and how disappointing it was.

The ensuing conversation was both productive, and so fucking validating.

My recent depressive episode? Complicated by an event with a former friend, but set into motion, and dragged out for so long, because of the stress of what was to come. My voice has gotten too low to even PRETEND it’s just a holdover from being sick or part of allergies or what have you. I’ve known for the past month that the time to tell my dad was coming. The fear of his reaction and the consequences it could bring since I’m currently in a financially vulnerable place was killing me.

And as we talked, I figured out that the unpredictability is still my only real, big fear: my dad promised me he wouldn’t kick me out, but there’s that lingering fear that he could change his mind, and even if he doesn’t, he could start draining my paychecks — I told him my GAC, insurance copays and all, has been coming exclusively out of my pocket, so I get the sneaking suspicion he’s gonna take advantage of us sharing a bank account and deepen that financial dependency. And above all, I’m afraid of losing our relationship. I’m okay with him not accepting my identity so long as he doesn’t treat me any differently in spite of it. But if he starts pulling away or pushing me away or withholding love as punishment for following down a path he disapproves of, what then?

My counselor told me that, sad as it is, I can’t control how he chooses to react. But I have my mom and brother’s support, my girlfriend’s support, and an online community of friends; if I lose my relationship with him, that’s ultimately his decision and his loss, and no matter what he does, I won’t face it alone.

I had hoped that assuring him I felt God’s peace in my choices and that I’d spent years praying over the situation would at least sorta put him at ease, but all he did was infantilize and illegitimize my entire experience as guided by evil and selfishness. I can’t reason with him or come to a happy medium with him like I did with my mom. The faith he’s praised me for sticking close to he’s now decided is all lies and self-delusion simply because he doesn’t like the conclusions I’ve come to. Nothing I do will satisfy or convince him… so why waste energy trying?

I just have to live with his disappointment, and as much as it hurts, it’s also freeing. I’ve done all I can do. I don’t have to hide anymore. I don’t have to live with the stress of what will happen once he knows, because for better or worse, he knows now. If he doesn’t like it, so be it. I’ve laid my cards down, and how things progress between us is entirely up to him. When I put aside my stress over our relationship, I feel nothing but confidence and happiness and certainty. If he thinks this is a mistake… well, he’s gotta let me make my mistakes. I spent 20+ years not doing anything for fear of what bad might happen, and that left me a suicidal wreck by age 18. I won’t sit by and let ominous warnings and premonitions hold me back any longer. It COULD be a mistake, or it COULD be the best decision I’ve ever made. How will I know if I freeze up in fear?

My counselor noted several times that I look, sound, and act more confident than she’s ever seen from me. Without the pressure of keeping secrets, I’m able to more easily sort between what thoughts are mind and what thoughts my dad, my trauma, or both have planted in my head. I can say with my whole chest that I feel I’m going in the right direction. I can even say “Fuck it, my dad’s approval or disapproval is on him, not me” with greater conviction. I’m acting on things I’ve wanted from the moment we first spoke, and she says the positive change it’s made radiates off of me. She said she’s extremely proud of the progress I’ve made.

I’ll be seeing her again next week, then dropping down to seeing her every other week. In spite of how relatively poorly last night went, I feel empowered. God I’m so glad to be back.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑩𝑨𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑬 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑵𝑼𝑻𝑪𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  you almost had it, [name]. here, let me show you.  ❜ ❛  you’ve just gotta find the courage to try.  ❜ ❛  you can’t tell me what to do!  ❜ ❛  don’t worry, i’ll wait until your party is over before i perform any mischief.  ❜ ❛  some people never change. but we can always hope.  ❜ ❛  you must have felt like a princess.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could have been there.  ❜ ❛  maybe next time you can come with me.  ❜ ❛  not so fearless now, hmm?  ❜ ❛  you’re not going to get away from me this time.  ❜ ❛  it’s dangerous, yes. but not impossible.  ❜ ❛  me? with you? in there? i don’t think so.  ❜ ❛  this is crazy. but, yes.  ❜ ❛  here, let me give you a hand.  ❜ ❛  well, i’m sorry, but you should have been more careful.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could remember but i’m so hungry.  ❜ ❛  that would be a shame, then i couldn’t tell you the juicy bit of gossip i overheard.  ❜ ❛  i didn’t know things had gotten this bad.  ❜ ❛  well, what have we here?  ❜ ❛  well, if you have nothing to hide you won’t mind answering a few questions.  ❜ ❛  i’ve never heard such a ridiculous story!  ❜ ❛  i do believe i’m starting to rub off on you.  ❜ ❛  you want me to babysit a rock?  ❜ ❛  why haven’t you told anyone?  ❜ ❛  perhaps you should remember who’s in charge of this expedition.  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re alright to travel?  ❜ ❛  that is what you want, isn’t it?  ❜ ❛  i should have never come, what was i thinking?  ❜ ❛  what am i saying? i can’t leave! i’m their only hope!  ❜ ❛  are you sure about this?  ❜ ❛  ah, you’re just in time for your party.  ❜ ❛  there’s more to being king than having a crown.  ❜ ❛  i don’t need their loyalty. i don’t even need them!  ❜ ❛  i am afraid i underestimated you.  ❜ ❛  you and i know you’re much more than that.  ❜ ❛  none of this would have been possible without you, [name].  ❜ ❛  i absolutely despise happy endings!  ❜ ❛  it’s about time you got up.  ❜ ❛  it’s not a story ― it really happened.  ❜ ❛  i’m verry happy to ... meet you.  ❜

[staygoldwriting]

💌 To the Steve I Loved Before: Part 3

A Steve Harrington TATBILB!AU fic

Read Part 1 and Part 2!

Summary: Y/N has written love letters to get over her deepest crushes. What happens when Steve Harrington gets his hands on her letter to him?

Disclaimer: This is inspired by the To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before series by Jenny Han! I have used none of her characters, but have only used the premise of a love letter in the wrong hands.

Word count: ~1k

Warnings: None, just fluff as usual 

A/N: AHHH this is my favorite chapter so far! It’s largely Eddie, but don’t worry... Steve will be around very soon! Things are starting to get tense, folks 🙈 Please let me know what you think, and, as always, please show love and support! ❤️✨ If you want to join the taglist, don’t be afraid to ask! I’m happy to add you 🤗

You sat at the desk and tapped your fingers anxiously, the idea of Eddie reading your letter running rampant through your mind. You sighed heavily, then fiddled with your nails, chipping the polish off. 

You worked at Contempo Casuals in the Starcourt Mall, the newest and most popular hangout spot in Hawkins. As a result, you were on high alert for Eddie, but you doubted he even knew where you worked. Nonetheless, you tried your best to stay toward the back of the store. As you turned to fold some clothes, Robin rushed up to you and slammed her hands on the counter. 

“Y/N!” she gasped. “What happened at home, update me!”

“My dad sent the letters out,” you said in defeat as Robin covered her mouth in shock. “Most of them are going to the wrong address, but two are gonna make it.”

“Which ones?” she asked grimly.

“Kevin S,” you said, and Robin nodded. “And Eddie Munson.”

“Oh no,” Robin breathed, her face going pale. “That was the letter, right?” 

“Yup. The only one that’s worse is Steve’s,” you said, folding shirts. 

“Aw man,” Robin huffed. “What are you gonna do?”

“Avoid him until it all blows over,” you said. “I mean, I’ll be leaving soon, and we never cross paths regularly, so I’m trying not to worry.”

“Well, if I got a love letter from someone, and if it was as sappy as the one you gave him, I’d be trying to find you,” Robin shrugged.

“Helpful,” you said bluntly. 

“I’m just saying, be on your guard,” Robin said, checking her watch. “I’ve gotta go, but come by after your shift and I’ll hook you up with some free ice cream.”

“Thanks, Rob, see you, and cross your fingers I don’t see him!” you called as Robin left.

You sighed and went back to folding shirts. He won’t come looking for me, you thought to yourself. He barely even knows who I am, it was just a camp crush, we never even talked afterward. You kept folding and thinking when you heard someone come into the store.

“Welcome to Contempo Casuals,” you called halfheartedly. 

“Y/N?”

You tensed up and turned to look at Eddie Munson, who was standing at the counter, holding your letter to him. 

“Can-can we talk, please?” he asked gently. You nodded grimly, then looked down at the letter. He chuckled softly and looked at it.

“So, you think I have an angelic voice?” he asked, a small blush appearing across his cheeks. “I-I had no idea you felt like this.”

“You weren’t meant to get the letter,” you mumbled, and he cocked his head to the side.

“Why not? I’m very flattered, by the way, thank you for saying all those sweet things,” he smiled softly, making you blush and your heart beat wildly. 

“Can I look at the letter again? Please?” you asked. Eddie shrugged and handed it over.

-💌-

Dear Eddie,

Spending this past summer with you has been nothing short of a dream. I wish that I could still wake up to see you everyday as I’ve grown used to doing. I miss seeing you all grumbly in the morning, hair a mess as you trudged to brush your teeth. I miss the way you’d lean on my shoulder as we ate our breakfast, you still half asleep. 

When you complimented the way my hair smelled, I washed it twice a day so it always smelled like wildflowers--that’s the way you described it. And when you nicknamed me Wildflower, my heart skipped a thousand beats. I wish I could be your wildflower forever.

Whenever we worked together as counselors, I felt our connection grow. I stole so many glances at you. Did you ever look at me? You probably didn’t, why would you? I can’t ever be as beautiful as you are, inside or out. I can tell that you’re a good person, Eddie. I can tell by the way you sing with that voice of yours, it’s like an angel’s. Sometimes I think you spared me by never singing a love song (at the risk of falling for you more, if it’s even possible), but I can’t help but wish that I could hear you sing to me, just me. 

I love you, Eddie Munson, and I dream of a day that we can be together. For now, I’ll have to do with the memories.

Forever loving you,

Y/N

-💌-

You looked at the letter with pure dread. Your hands went clammy and your throat went dry. You tried to compose yourself as you looked back at Eddie, trying to avoid eye contact.

“I’m gonna need this back,” you said, folding it up.

“No way,” Eddie said, grabbing your hand, making you gasp. “Please, I’m sorry, but no one’s ever written me something this nice before. Can I please keep it?”

“Um,” you hesitated.

“I won’t show a soul, I promise!” he said quickly. “I’ll keep it in a box in another box in my room or something, I’ll keep it private, always!”

“Well, fine,” you said quietly. “But no one else, okay?” you asked, finally looking into his eyes.

“Cross my heart,” he smirked, making the motions. “But I do wanna tell you, Y/N, in the gentlest way possible, I-I don’t feel the same,” he said sympathetically.

Great. You’ve just gone through the greatest embarrassment of your life, and it turns out, you spent an entire summer falling for a guy who never gave you a second look. You could’ve sworn he felt something back, but here he was, telling you that you don’t mean any more to him than one of his friends. Maybe even less. You felt overwhelmed with the rejection and suddenly got desperate and incredibly foolish. 

“It’s okay, I don’t feel that way anymore,” you said, trying to sound casual. 

“You don’t?” he asked gently.

“No, no, I don’t, so don’t worry at all!” you said, forcing a laugh. “Besides, I’ve got a boyfriend now.”

WHAT?!

“Wait, really?” Eddie asked, smiling. “That’s awesome, Y/N, who is it?”

Before you could stop yourself, you blurted out the first name that came to mind.

“Steve Harrington.”

-💌-

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[y2ashlee]

Twisted Wonderland: Confessions

Author Notes:

• I guess you can also could these as them asking the Mc out as well as confessions some of them are just confessions.

��� As always the reader is Mc

• I tried to make this gender neutral as much as I could. The point being is tried. But I’m definitely never writing gender neutral ever again especially for smut as that would literally break my brain.

• Also one of them is based off of a true event that happened to me! I won’t say which but if you can guess which one correctly then I’ll…write you whoever you want from this list for the next smut I write after said correct guess even a x male reader (I’ll try) and of course if it lines up with my rules. (I won’t write gender neutral). Obviously offer is only for the first person who guesses. You totally don’t have to though. And requests are open. Like I’ll write anything regardless as long as it follows my rules.

~~~

Riddle-

Riddle, bit his lip as he thought about his plan again as he looked down at the rose bouquet in his hands he knocked on the door to ramshackle and waited. The door opened, and he hid the bouquet behind his back quickly as he cleared his throat. “Sorry to disturb you, but I wanted- No needed to inform you that y-you have bloomed in my heart like a bush of roses and I wanted to ask i-if you’ll be mine…” he said, presenting the bouquet, his face flushed as he waited for a response. “…o-of course if you don’t feel the same, I-I understand.“ he said, his face flushed so red almost as much as his hair while his heart thumped wildly in his chest.

Trey-

Trey smiled softly to hide his nervousness, as he presented a small box to the prefect of Ramshackle dorm, his heart thumping in his chest. “This is for you, I was wondering if you’d be the sugar to my spice.” He says grinning to hide the pain of the bad pick up line and the Prefect opened the small box that contained a cupcake with a small clover inside a heart made of icing on top of it.

Cater-

Cater smiled as he hugged the ramshackle dorm, prefect close to him with the guise of getting some cute pics for a magicam. “So cute, could you be mine.” he said quickly, regretting that it was so cheesy, and he wanted it to sound better, but it was too late his face flushed. “You don’t have to answer…” he sighed but still waiting for a reply.

Deuce-

“I know we’ve only known each other for a short time, but you make me happy, and I was wondering if you’d go out with me!?” He said in a loud voice, as soon as those words were out of his mouth his face turned red, and he gulped as he looked at the ground, afraid to look up as his heart pounded, and sweat drip down his neck.

Ace-

He smirked as he flashed his hand of cards. “Queen of hearts and a seven of clubs. Guess that means I win. Have I won over your heart as well? I know my heart is yours~” He said, then realised what he had said, and his face flushed in the blink of an eye. “Uhhh..” he was stunned, unsure of what to say.

Leona-

The sneer on the man’s face as he watched the prefect of Ramshackle dorm talk with a classmate as said classmate clearly had ulterior motives the classmate reached out a hand towards the prefect. Leona quickly walked over to the prefect and flicked the classmates hand away glaring at them and putting an arm around the prefect’s shoulders before saying. “Don’t touch what’s not yours.” The classmate froze and nodded before backing up and dashing away. “What’s not yours?” The prefect turned and looked at Leona and he gave a smirk at the confused look. “Only if you want to be.”

Ruggie-

He sighed as he sat down to have a break from running errands. “Here have this! You look like you need it.” The Ramshackle dorm prefect asked handing him a bottle of water and a paper bag. He grinned taking them. “Thanks, gotta love free food!” He said and opened the paper bag revealing donuts. His eyes widened as he grabbed one and took a bite. “Aaaaaa, I’d marry you if you’d bring me donuts everyday!” He said smiling before he realised what he had said and his face flushed while his ears fell flat as he looked down if he was standing his tail would be between his legs.

Jack-

The Prefect smiled at the small cactus that Jack had been growing. “It’s so cute!” Jack smirked. “You’re cuter.” He said bluntly then froze as he realised he said that. “I-I didn’t mean to say that!” He said looking away his face flushed his ears drooped a bit as his tail came to a complete stop. “You find me cute?” The prefect smiled up at him. He nodded to embarrassed to say anything. “I think you cute too~” they said a smirk coming to their lips as they watched his tail sway quickly.

Azul-

Azul smiled smugly as he looked around Monstro Lounge happy that the special he was promoting was going well. His eyes drifted to the entrance as he spotted a familiar student had entered the lounge. He cleared his throat before speaking. “Welcome! Come in and enjoy our special just for this week.” He said handing a small pamphlet to the Ramshackle dorm prefect. “Thank you.” They said taking the small sheet of paper their hand slightly grazing his gloved hand. “Oh wow everything looks so cute and delicious.” The prefect said smiling up at him. “…you look delicious.” He said softly. “What?” The Prefect looked up at him confused. “I-I meant cute! You look cute!!” He says his face flushed with embarrassment as he covers his mouth trying to hide his embarrassment. He cleared his throat once more as he tried to calm his fast beating heart as he avoided their gaze. “I think you’re cute too.” They smiled at him.

Jade-

The Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm sighed as once again Grim had started a fight with some students and fled leaving said Prefect to deal with the angered students as they apologised and tried to calm down the angered students but said students were about to turn ugly until they felt hands clap onto their shoulders with a heavy weight. “I do hope you are not thinking of hurting my sweet angel fish~” a voice said the grip on the angered students shoulders unchanging as the two students turned around the face of one the Leech brothers. “S-sorry!” The two students said in illusion as they ducked out of his grasp and fled. Jade gave a malicious closed eyed smile as he watched them run. “Your…angel fish?” The Prefect asked confused. Jade turned back to the Prefect his gaze and smile turning soft. “Well only if you want to be of course.” He said hopeful that his feelings are reciprocated.

Floyd-

“Hey Jade, Hey, Floydie~!” The Ramshackle dorm Prefect said with a smile and a wave as Jade and Floyd were passing in the hallway. Floyd stopped his face showing confusion. “Eh? Floydie?” He asked more than said in a deeper voice then usual. “Well you call me, Shrimpy I thought its only fair I give you a nickname too.” They said. “If you don’t like it I won’t call you it again.” Jade smirked as he watched his brother turning the cogs in his head. “Okaay, well I’ll see you later.” The Prefect said waving goodbye to the two of them and walked away. “You better go get your Shrimpy, Floyd.” Jade said with a smirk. Floyd shot into action as he strode down the hallway after “his” Shrimpy putting an arm around their shoulders and pulling them to him as he gave them a toothy grin. “Will you be my, Shrimpy?” He said his eyes gleaming.

Kalim-

Kalim smiled as he spotted the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect as he slowed his magic carpet to stop next to them. “Hey, you want a lift?” He asked his smile glimmering as bright as a diamond. “That would be great thanks.” The prefect said returning his smile. He smiled and took their hand pulling them onto the magic carpet. He grins and gently places his hand on their shoulder. “So where to my diamond!” He says quickly then realises what he had just said. “Your diamond?” The prefect asked. “Only if you want to be of course.” He says removing his hand his face flushed as he avoids their gaze.

Jamil-

Jamil sighed as wiped sweat from his brow his eyes drifted to the Ramshackle dorm prefect who had come to watch the basketball club play a practice game. They smiled as they walked over to him waving. “Here.” They smiled handing him a bottle of water. He smiled softly. “Thanks.” He said softly taking the bottle his hand brushing against theirs. “..sorry.” He said averting his gaze. “It’s alright, you looked really good out there.” They smiled. “..you look good..” Jamil said bluntly taking a sip of water before he realised what he had said coughing slightly as his face flushed from the embarrassment. “You alright?” The prefect asked patting his back gently.

Vil-

Vil eyed the Ramshackle Dorm Prefect as they tried to disarm a situation caused by Grim who had fled and left the prefect to deal with it. The prefect sighed in relief as the situation was resolved their shoulders hanging low as they wiped their eyes in frustration. He walked over the prefect and taking their hands in his. “Come now don’t cry, dear you have to keep your chin up and not let them phase you.” The prefect blinked in confusion wondering how long he had been there. “Now come along.” He said pulling them with him the grip on his hand firm but gentle at the same time. “W-wait where are we going!?” They asked quickly. “On a date, my dear. I was planning to ask you in a more mature way but after seeing that display I had to throw away my original plan.” He said his cheeks slightly flushed as he realised he was still holding their hand.

Rook-

Rook smiled as he waltzed over to the Ramshackle dorm prefect was sitting in the dinning hall eating silently their face plain as they listened to Rook take about beauty or something along the lines. “Oh mon trickster you light a candle in my heart the way you eat your sandwich…blah blah something French blah blah…” The prefect had stopped listening a while ago. They wiped their hands after finishing their sandwich as well as their mouth. Rook gently took their hands in his smiling softly. “Mon Trickster, would you be mon amour?” He asks his eyes sparkling. “What?” They asked confused.

Epel-

“Hey, Epel what’s up?” The prefect asked as they opened the door to their dorm seeing Epel standing there with his eyes to the ground. “…would…you….” He mumbled softly his face flushing as he fiddled with his hands. “I’m sorry?” The prefect asked confused unable to heard what he had said. He sighed loudly his shoulders slumping as we looked up at the prefect. “I really like you would you go out with me!!” He said his face and ears flushed as he looked at them his heart pounding.

Idia-

Idia sighed grumbling to himself as Ortho had made him come outside with him to test something he had built but he was also happy he got to see the ramshackle dorm prefect from where he was a safe distance away so it didn’t look like he was being creepy. He grumbled some more as he looked away from the prefect and typed on his tablet as he watch Ortho enjoy himself. “Hey, Idia what-“ he screamed and quickly covered his face with his hands as it flushed his hair turning orange slightly in embarrassment and surprise all at once. “Sorry didn’t mean to spook you, I thought you saw me.” The prefect chuckled awkwardly. He mumbled something incoherent. Before Ortho shouted. “CERBERUS!!” He yelled excitedly. Idia’s eyes widened in panic as he looked over at Ortho who was giving him a thumbs up. The Prefect questioned why Ortho shouted out Cerberus and why Ace and Deuce had joined him in yelling it again. Jack signed next to the Prefect after Idia had mumbled something and was typing something on his tablet his hands shaking at every tap as he had to retype it serval times. Jack sighed once more. “He likes you and wants to ask you out, so say yes or whatever.” He said bluntly and walked away. Idia froze panic written all over his face. “Really?” The Prefect asked shocked. He nodded biting his lips in embarrassment his hair turning orange his face flushed as he gripped his tablet his hands sweating like crazy.

Malleus-

Malleus smiled as he saw the Ramshackle dorm Prefect outside of said dorm they waved to him as they walked up to him. “Hey, Horton how are you?” They smiled up at him. His eyes softened at their smile. “I wish I could gaze at your smile forever.” The Prefect blinked a few times confused. “If only you could be mine forevermore.” He said gently taking their hands in his. The Prefect’s cheeks flushed at the comment and bit their bottom lip before saying anything. “A-are you asking me to go out with you? Like romantically?” He smirked and nodded. “Of course, have been for a while but you never seemed to answer my questions.”

Lilia-

Lilia smirked smugly as he saw the Prefect sit down at one of the tables in the dinning hall. He quickly magically popped over to them quickly placing his hands on their shoulder firmly. “RAHH!” He said quickly chuckling afterwards after the prefect jumped dropping their cutlery onto the table. “L-Lilia l, you spooked me!” He chuckled once more “Hee, sorry my dear but I just had to come over to greet you.” He. Said patting their shoulders gently. “I just couldn’t help it since I’m so smitten with you.” He said smiling at their flushed cheeks.

Silver-

Silver blinked a few times before opening his eyes completely his eyes slightly blurry still trying to focus on the Ramshackle dorm Prefect’s face. “Wish I could…wake up next..to you everyday..” he murmured before falling back to sleep leaving the Prefect with flushed cheeks as well as panicking as he had fallen asleep in the middle of a hallway. “..your so cute…” he mumbled which didn’t help the situation.

Sebek-

Sebek frowned as he saw the Ramshackle dorm Prefect with the usual group of first years as they all walked over to him. The Prefect apologised for being late for their study group before Grim complained about not wanting to study and being hungry. The rest of the group rolled their eyes as they walked over to one of the tables. The Prefect stopped a moment to fix their shoe before being hit in the head by a book. “Ouch! Who threw that?” They asked looking around seeing no one as they looked around and down at the magazine. The title of the book said. “Ways to show affection to your crush?” The Prefect said picking the book up and walking over to the table. “Haha! Sorry, I was aiming at Sebek with the book.” Ace said with a smirk. The Prefect blinked. “Why?” The asked before gasping. “Oh my god, Sebek you have a crush on someone!? Aw, who is it?” They asked curious. His eyes widened in shock as his cheeks flushed the others around the table smirked and snickered even Jack. “I-I…you.” He mumbled softly his voice only above a whisper the quietest his voice as ever been. “Pardon?” They Prefect asked trying to heard over the other boys laughter. “You.” He said his voice still quiet but firm his eyes gazing into theirs before quickly looking away his face flushing once more. The Prefect blinked a few times before their face also flushed slightly.

~~~

Hope you enjoyed my garbage of a drabble.

-y2ashlee

[salty-croissants]

m a y b e a bullfrog (or ray I don’t mind) with a FtM partner ? :3

Thank you for the request !

I gotta say I was a bit nervous about this one , this is the first ever FtM reader I’ve ever written … I really hope I got it right :,I

Details : use of FtM reader ( he/him pronouns are used ) ;

established relationships ;

no warnings needed 

Bullfrog 💚

Okay , so three words : supportive frog boyfriend .

Bullfrog is the biggest sweetheart and he is going to support any decision you make regarding your identity . 

He is going to love you no matter what , nothing is ever going to change that ❤️

If your hair ever gets too long for your comfort , Bullfrog will be more than happy to help you with it since I think he’d be pretty good at those aesthetic related things …

Plus it’s just very relaxing to feel his gentle touch on your head as he takes care of you …

< Thanks sweetie, I really appreciate it ~

 I would’ve cut it myself , but you remember how it went last time , haha … > 

 < No need to thank me mon amour : you can always count on me . >

He definitely takes your preferences with pronouns and names very seriously , and if someone were to make you uncomfortable by not respecting them or saying something bad to you in general Bullfrog will definitely react accordingly : he may not be in favor of vengeance , but he won’t allow anyone to make his beloved upset , and he can be very … 

Persuasive . 

< Alright sir … I need you to listen to me , because I will not repeat myself .

Unless you start treating my y/n with the respect he deserves I’m afraid I can’t let you be near him . > 

< Hah , and why would I be scared of … of …

Is that a … knife … ? > 

< Oui , and I assure you it would be quite a shame to … go down this path . 

I hope I’ve made myself clear . > 

< Haha , yep ! Yeah , we’re clear , crystal clear !! > 

Rayman 🧡

Rayman is just so proud of you for finding an identity that fits with who you want to be , and much like Bullfrog he is incredibly supportive of any choice you make .

I also believe that since he spent his whole life being cast out for who he was and what he looked like , he would definitely shower you with love and compliments to let you know that he accepts and loves the person that you’ve become . 

< y/n … ? Have I told you how beautiful you are today ? > 

< Hehe , you did , three times I think … but I won’t mind if you tell me again ~ > 

< I just can’t help it , darling … when I look at you , I just can’t believe I got so lucky , y’know ? You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me … I really mean that . > 

< Aw Ray … I love you so much ~ > 

If you need to use binders ? Rayman is going to make sure that you have the most comfortable ones he can find , discussing all the details with you to get something that works the best for you : 

he just can’t stand the idea of his y/n hurting in any way , shape or form , and he wants to do his best to actively help you somehow . 

< You okay honey ? Does it feel alright ? > 

< Mhm , yeah ! Thanks again for helping me pick it Ray , this one fits so well ! > 

Despite his very friendly and cheerful demeanor around other people , if somebody ever were to say something mean spirited about you … 

Boy , he’s going to be pissed .

< Uh , excuse me … ? What was that about my partner ? 

How about you leave him the hell alone ? > 

Rayman is definitely very protective of you , and he’ll do anything to keep you safe , even if it means risking to damage his reputation as Eden’s voice …

You’re far more important to him than any of those things after all .

Ramon 🖤

Remember what I said about Rayman being protective of you ? 

Well , now this man will go absolutely feral if anyone dares to even remotely touch you or say something bad to you .

You’re precious to him beyond any measure or logic , and this means that Ramon will often be quite careless about himself if it means keeping you safe …

< Ram , what was that ?? Those guys could’ve killed you ! > 

< It’s fine … I’m … okay . > 

< No you aren’t , you’re bleeding . 

I can handle those kinds of comments , I’ve dealt with them before , you know that … 

I don’t want you to throw yourself at dangerous situations for me , isn’t that what you always tell me not to do ? > 

< That’s different … hiss - > 

< Careful , don’t move around too much … that’s a deep cut , we need to patch it up right away . > 

< … thanks y/n … sorry about that . I just - when I heard them call you those terrible names , I couldn’t just … >

< It’s okay sweetie , just take it easy … I’ll take care of you , now and always . > 

Sometimes you like to surprise Ramon by wearing his clothes ( even though they’re often a bit small ) , especially his coat , and the way he smiles while staring at you never fails to make your heart skip a beat …

You really are the only reason for happiness he has left . 

< Heh … what are you doing ? > 

< Well it was getting a bit cold , and your coat was right there , soo … I thought I’d try it on for a little while ~

I can take it off if you want though - > 

< No no , you can keep it … looks good on you , love ~ > 

Overall , Ramon will do all he can to make you see how much he cares about you and that he really can’t live without you in his life :

expect lots of physical affection , which also includes gentle caresses and kisses on your scars ( only if you’re okay with it of course ) … anything he can do to make you feel appreciated ? He’ll do it .

< God , you’re so pretty , y/n … I wish we could stay like this forever … > 

[afictionaladventure16]

Can I request a Pedro dad fic where he coaches his daughters football (soccer) team when she’s a little kid? I always thought that was such a sweet parent child thing, and it’s a very Latino dad thing to do

Best Chilean Soccer Player (Pedro Pascal x Daughter!Reader)

A/N: I loved writing this one! I hope you like it! Also, Requests are open to anyone who wants to submit something!

Word Count: 1,358

Pedro watched as you kicked ball across the field, “come on, Y/N!” He cheered as you got closer and closer to the goal, you found yourself trapped between two people. You kicked the ball, quick with your feet you were able to trick them on your next move giving you the advantage. You kicked the ball again and made the goal. “Yes!!” Pedro yelled, “That’s my mija!” He grabbed one of the other coaches shoulders, “That’s my kid!” he yelled. 

It didn’t matter to Pedro if it was only a little league game, he grinned from ear to ear as he watched you play. You’re his pride and joy and seeing you score just made him full of pride. 

“Mira la!” (Look at her) Pedro gestured towards you as you started to run over to your dad. “Soy muy orgulloso de ti, mija!” (i am so proud of you) He said as he grabbed your face and gave you a kiss on your cheek. 

You rolled your eyes, “papi, por fa.” (dad, please) 

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it!” Pedro exclaimed. He really couldn’t. For the past six years, it had only been you and him, through thick and thin. Pedro was only Twenty-Seven when you were born, your mother gave up her parental rights when you were born and although it was hard on Pedro he did everything he could to make sure you had the happiest life. 

Just seeing you thrive and doing something you love made him happy, it made him feel like he finally succeeded in life. You grabbed a juice box from one of the coolers, “Okay, rest up because we’re gonna put back on the field in a bit.” 

“Ya me cansé,” you huffed as you sat down on the bench(I’m already tired). 

“Lo siento, mija, pero you gotta go back up there,” (I’m sorry, but). 

You shook your head, you loved soccer with everything in your being but you were just tired. This was the first goal you scored in weeks and now you were afraid it couldn’t happen again. Pedro sighed, noticing your attitude shifting, he knelt down to your level. “Que te pasa? Hmm?” 

“What if I can’t score another goal?” 

“Then you won’t score another goal and you’ll try again.” 

“But what if-” 

“You’ll get up and try again,” Pedro gave you a big smile. “Mija, do you see me give up on my acting?” You shook your head, “Even when I get a no?” You shook your head again, “and why do you think that is?” 

“Because your stubborn?” 

Pedro laughed, “Maybe,” he placed a small kiss on your forehead before leaning his forehead against yours. “It’s because I try again and do you know why I keep trying?” 

“Why?” 

“Because its my pasión. Do you know what that means?” You shook your head, “It means I love to do it, there is a fire within me that drives me to continue to do it.” 

“I have a fire with soccer,” you grinned. 

“I know you do, that’s why you have to get up and try again, no matter if you are tired or sleepy or even hungry, but if you’re hungry papi won’t say no to mcdonalds.” 

“Can we have Empanadas instead?” 

Pedro couldn’t help but smile, “even better.” Pedro glanced over at the other coaches who gestured for him to get you on the field, “You ready, muñeca?” (Doll). 

You handed your juice box to your dad, “Born ready.” 

Pedro watched as you ran back onto the field, he cheered as you took the ball, “Let’s go, baby!” He cheered loudly. The other coaches were sure that he was the loudest parent in the field, but Pedro didn’t care and if anything he wanted to be louder. He wanted the whole world to know how proud he was, he would wave banners and write sonnets just to show his pride. 

It was crazy for Pedro think how one little person could change everything in his life, even though he wasn’t getting the roles he wished he could, it didn’t matter. Yes, there were times were the roles he got, he felt a sort of insecurity and fear because he didn’t feel like he was doing good enough. But all it took was how happy you looked to see him doing what he loves, you didn’t know but you were his main reason to continue with acting and now he was yours. 

“She’s gonna be the best chilean soccer player out there when she grows up,” Pedro stated as he stood beside the other coach. 

The other coach chuckled, “Give a couple years, Pedro. Most kids grow out of it, hell, my kid has a new impossible profession every other week.” 

Pedro didn’t say anything to the comment, mostly because he didn’t want to argue with someone who didn’t have ambition and also because his opinion didn’t matter. If you decided to change what you wanted to be when you grew up, that was fine by him, he’d still be in sidelines cheering you on. “Not my kid,” Pedro said softly, he watched as you slowly got closer to the goal, “Come on, Y/N! Con Pasión!” He yelled out. Pedro was always unsure if you could hear him yelling, but you always told him that if the world could hear him, then you could too. Pedro yelled out when you made another goal. 

“My baby the soccer player!” Pedro yelled as you ran towards him, he lifted you up and spin you around before placing you on his shoulders. 

“I want to be the best chilean soccer player when I grow up, Papi!” 

“You will be, mija! Trust me,"  Pedro always believed that you were his blessing in disguise.

~~ Nine Years Later ~~ 

Your nerves were everywhere, you could hear the crowd roaring from the locker room. The youngest in the team, is what you were mostly known for. At only Fifteen, you were signed onto the U.S. Women’s Soccer League, meaning you were the youngest. At only Fifteen, you proved all those who said you would never make it. 

“Knock knock,” You smiled at the voice. 

You turned around, “What do you think?” you gestured to your uniform. 

Pedro stood there for a second, taking it all in. To him, he saw the little six year old that was scared of not making a goal, but who stood in front of him was a fifteen year old that only knew how to make them. 

“Are you gonna cry?” You asked as you noticed your dads eyes get glossy. 

“Estoy tan orgulloso de ti, mija. You don’t even know.” 

“I couldn’t have done it without you. You taught me to let the pasión drive me to be the best I could,” you walked up towards your dad, you still weren’t as tall as he was, but tippy toed to touch your forehead with his. Over the years, you both grew in your careers. Your dad got bigger roles and you were gaining attention in the Soccer media. No matter how busy your dad was, he made sure to still make it to every game, even if it meant he had to watch it live through his phone and you always made sure to be there for premieres and big interviews. No matter what, you were still his world and even though you were growing up, your dad was like your best friend, “But I better get empanadas after this.” 

“Deal, Now get out there and make me prouder than I already am,” He pulled you into a hug, kissing the top of your head before letting go. “I’ll be in the sidelines-” 

“Cheering me on, I know,” You gave him a big smile. 

“Hey, Y/N! It’s time to go on the field!” One of your teammates called out as the others began to crowd the lockerroom. Your dad took that as his cue to leave, he gave you a small wave before turning around. 

You watched as your dad left the locker room, “The Best Chilean soccer player,” you whispered to yourself. 

[littlespacereader]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE do more cg frank castle and cg matt murdock i love reading your fics of them smi especially enjoyed your new frank one you sooo right about him being a girl dad and cuddly!

I think I have about 5 different request for Caregiver Matt Murdock and/or Caregiver Frank Castle so bare with me if you’re seeing a lot of their fics on my blog! But I really enjoyed writing this one. I’m happy you agree that Frank would be such a girl dad and super cuddly! I feel like he has this really hard and tough exterior but any Little would be able to break it easily! Please enjoy this fic!! Thank you for the request!💞

Babysitter Frank ☕️🫖

Caregiver! Frank Castle, Caregiver! Matt Murdock & GN Little! Reader

Tags - tea party, dress up, nail polishing, cuddling, story reading, sippy cup

Nicknames - Baby bear, kiddo, kid, Red for Matt, little one

“And are you sure you’ll be alright?”

“Red, you gotta relax. I know where everything is, I know what they’re gonna need, I’ve got it handled.”

“You know where the first aid kit is?”

“Yes.”

“You know where I keep their medicine?”

“Yes.”

“You know where-.”

“Red you showed me where everything is kept and stored and you ran through every possible scenario that could happen. I’m telling you right now, everything is going to be fine. But what won’t be fine is you asking me one more time.”

Matt sighed, he didn’t want to have to call Frank to babysit his Little but there was really no way around it. His go to babysitters Foggy and Karen would be with him all day and night in the court house on a very important case. That left only Claire but she was working a double shift at the hospital.

That left only Frank…

It’s not that Matt doesn’t trust him…it’s just that…well…he wasn’t sure he would have the most gentle approach when it came to his little one. But Frank had offered and promised to be on his best behavior for Y/N, and given the situation Matt didn’t really have a choice.

Matt walked around Frank and over to the bedroom door where Y/N was peering around the corner from listening to the two talking.

Matt joined Y/N in the bedroom while Frank waited in the living room. He heard the two talking but couldn’t make out what they were saying, just mumbling. Finally Matt said his goodbye to Y/N, then to Frank, before he left for the day.

Then it was just Frank and the Little.

Y/N peered around the corner of the bedroom door and looked at the interesting man. It wasn’t that they were afraid or intimidated, it was more that they were shy.

Frank tilted his head over and peered back at the Little. “Hello,” he waved, “Are you going to stay there the whole day or are you going to come out so we can have some fun?”

After a second of deciding, Y/N walked out of the bedroom and over to Frank. Thing is, they’re dressed in a bear onesie complete with a hoodie that had the little ears on it.

Frank couldn’t help but smile at the Little as they walked out, “Look who it is, Baby Bear. You look amazing kiddo.” Both nicknames brought a smile to Y/N face.

“Now,” he clapped his hands, “Let’s get you some breakfast.”

He held his hand out and Y/N took it, being led over to the kitchen.

“What’s your name?”

“Didn’t Matt tell you?”

“He did but…I wasn’t sure if there’s something you prefer instead or it’s just Mr. Castle.”

Frank chuckled, “Kid, you don’t have to go fancy with my name. Frank or Uncle Frank would be fine. Mr. Castle makes me feel old.”

“You’re definitely not old.” They giggled back.

“And for that, you’re my new favorite Little.”

“How many Littles do you know?” They looked suspicious.

“Enough to know you’re my favorite.” He smirked adding a wink for good measure.

He picked them up and set them on the counter top as he rummaged around the kitchen for something to eat.

“Now what does a bear like to eat?” Frank asked as he looked around.

“Honey!” Y/N shouted.

“That’s right! Bears like honey. Does this baby bear like honey?” He asked again, getting a nod from them.

“Good to know.” He opened a cabinet and found the honey inside.

“A baby bear like you can’t just eat honey alone, that wouldn’t be too filling. We need you to become a strong and tough big bear one day! So how about some toast with some honey and jam on top?”

“Yes please.” They nodded, happily kicking their feet.

“Great. I’ll make that for us. And while I do can you help Uncle Frank out and clean the table off?”

Y/N happily nodded. They jumped back onto the ground and ran off to the small table in the apartment.

But then a great idea hit them.

“Uncle Frank! We can have a tea party instead!”

“A tea party?” He turned, wiping his hands on a towel. “That sounds like a great idea. Why don’t you get that set up and I’ll get our food together.”

Frank barley finished his sentence before Y/N ran into the living room to grab everything. First they grabbed the container full of cups, mini plates, spoons and of course the tea pot itself.

Next they grabbed all their stuffies dressed in their very best outfits and put them in all the extra chairs at the table.

By this time Frank had put all their tea party food on the table. But there was only one thing missing.

“Which hat would you like for the tea party?” The hat choices were the most outrageous Frank’s ever seen. The first one is a wicker hat with fake flowers all throughout. The second choice is a hat with a black long floppy rimmed hat with a big bow on the back.

The options weren’t anything Frank would wear on a normal day…or any day for that matter. But if there was one thing he wasn’t going to do, it was hurt this Little’s feelings.

“I’ll take the black one sweetheart. Thank you,” he took the fancy black and placed in on his head.

He then pulled their chair back at the table for Y/N to sit, “Baby Bear, it’s been too long! We have so much to talk about.” He joked in a funny voice.

Y/N happily jumped into the chair and took a seat. “What’s your name good sir?”

Frank couldn’t help but chuckle at the “good sir” comment, “I’m sir Frank of..umm..the new country.” The new country being the US.

Y/N smiled seeing Frank join along with the game.

“Allow me to serve us Baby Bear.” Frank leaned over and served the toast with honey and jam to Y/N along with filling their tea cup with regular cold water. He then did the same for himself.

“Have you heard the news about Lady Fray?”

“No I did not Baby Bear, do tell.” He asked taking a big bite of toast.

“She was walking down the street and she tripped and fell down to the sewer!”

Frank fake gasped, “Really?! Did she not see where she was walking?”

“No and she fell right in and now she smells.” Y/N giggled.

Frank shakes his head at Y/N silliness. “That is a crazy story Baby Bear.”

“How did you meet Papa?” They asked before taking a bite of their toast.

Now this was a question Frank wasn’t sure how he should answer. Yeah I was fighting your dad and then we realize we have a common enemy and now we occasionally work together…wait a minute he’s got it!

“We umm, we work together.”

“Oh! You’re a lawyer too?”

“In a manner of speaking…yes.”

“You don’t look like a lawyer.”

“What do I look like?”

“Like…like a secret agent.” They said after looking Frank up and down.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“You should!” They smiled.

“What if I was a secret agent?” Frank smirked.

They gasped, “…Are you?”

“Maybe.” Frank shrugged casually continuing to eat his toast.

Y/N sat back in their chair, crossing their arm, “You can’t just say that!”

“Say what?” Frank smirked.

“Say maybe to being a secret agent!”

“But maybe I am, maybe I’m not.”

“That’s not fair!” Y/N giggled again.

“But if I’m a secret agent, then I couldn’t just tell you that.”

“But whyyyyyyy.”

“Because it would have to be a secret silly.”

After their tea party, Y/N helped Frank clean off the table. Once they were done, Frank looked to Y/N.

“So what would you like to do for the day?”

“Hmmmmm,” they looked around the house for an idea. “Could I…..paint your nails?” They asked, a bit nervous to his reaction.

But they didn’t need to worry with Frank. He just smiled and shook his head, “Alright Baby Bear, what colors do you have?”

~~~

It was late at night. Far too late for Y/N to be awake by now. Matt unlocked the front door to the apartment. He wasn’t sure what to expect. He knew Y/N could be shy at times but usually warmed up eventually. But what if they hadn’t warmed up to Frank? What if this was a complete disaster?

The moment Matt walked into the apartment, his anxieties were relaxed the moment he saw Frank and Y/N.

They were sitting on the couch together. Y/N laid asleep in Frank’s lap, one hand wrapped around his hand, the other wrapped around a sippy cup. While they looked adorable, Matt was not prepared for how Frank looked.

Frank was peacefully reading a book to the now sleeping Little. In his hair were an assortment of different clips and bobby pins. On to of that each finger nails was painted with a different color. But as far as Matt could see, it didn’t seem to bother him for a second.

Matt couldn’t help but chuckle as he made his way over to the two, “I see you both had a fun day.” He whispered, careful not to wake Y/N.

Frank laughed as well, “Yeah we definitely did.”

“I see they gave you their famous makeover.” Matt held his hand up and showed his painted nails from Y/N.

“What gave it away?” Frank replied holding his nails up, “But I think they did a better job on mine than yours. Guess I got the Uncle Special.” He smirked.

Frank carefully lifted Y/N up into his arms. With Matt the two caregivers helped lay Y/N in their bed, tucking them in for the night. With the door closed, they were able to talk freely.

Frank talked about the fun filled day he had with Y/N all of which put the biggest smile on Matt’s face. Matt talked about the case and how much he missed and worried about Y/N all day.

Frank put a comforting hand on Matt’s shoulder, “There was no need to worry Red. I love the kid and I’d be happy to look after them again. After all now I’m their favorite Sir Uncle Frank.”

[kassies-take]

If You Popped The Question

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⚠️ slight smut ⚠️

Leah: Um hello this is my room. Yours is down the hall

You: *sprawled out on Leah’s bed* I think better in here *twirls the ring box in your hands* I was going to ask Rose to marry me

Leah: *sits at the foot of the bed* was? What’s the problem? Last I checked you and your dad are working things out. My mom loves her and so does the pack.

You: *drops a hand to you stomach* Bella is pregnant

Leah: … what does that have to do with anything. How is that even possible

You: I don’t know. Rosalie is guarding her with her life. I’m afraid what’s in Bella won’t be able to control it’s thirst… If I do nothing it’ll make Rose happy but endanger the town and the tribe… If I do something I protect the tribe and risk Rose hating me. I could leave with the Cullens but I have a duty to the pack. I could ask her to stay with me but have the Cullen's leave for safety but I'd be selfish.

Leah: that’s tough. at least Jacob isn't here or a war would've started already

You: and that's what I'm trying to avoid

Leah: girl you need to let others carry the weight for you and you know who should help carry it?

You: Sam? The pack?

Leah: no they'll probably cause a war too. how about that amazing and soon to be fiancé of yours. She'll have answers you may not like but most of the problems you brought up involved her

You: what would you do in this situation

Leah: uh... I don't think you'll like my answer. Rosalie has proven that she loves you, she-

You: but what if I can't give her everything she wants?

Leah:...

You: what if our love isn't enough

Leah: *frowns* you're gonna base you future with the girl of your dreams on an account of what if. You're just gonna have to lay it all out for her.

You don't have to agree with her on everything just understand her.

You'll come up with something

You: can't I just lay here for a while

Leah: yes but if you’re not speaking with her by the end of the day I’m dragging your ass over there

You: … okay

Leah: *holds out her hand* can I see the ring*

You: *hands her the ring box*

Leah: you got her two rings!

You: the .75 karat, nature inspired old mine cut was my mom's. The rosewood with silver inlay I made.

Leah: What! You made it! She'd be insane to not accept! *pushes you off the bed* you gotta go now! *pushes you out the door* Go!

You: *heads to the Cullens*

Esme: it's good to see you again

You: *hugs Esme*

Esme: I figured you were coming sooner or later. There's some pasta in the fridge.

You: thank you *goes to the kitchen and warms up the pasta Hi Carlisle, how are you

Carlisle: tense everyone is tense

You: *hesitates*

Carlisle: Rose hasn't fed in a while.

Maybe spending time with you can help... what are you thinking about

You: *pulls out the ring box*

Carlisle: *smiles*

You: Would you

Carlisle: yes you have my permission

*smiles,plants his pointer finger over his lips and motions you towards his clan*

You: *walks into the room* hey *walks towards Rosalie and rubs her arms*

Bella: Jacob?

You: probably cooling off somewhere in Canada. Honestly, better off there than here, it’ll cause so much more tension here…

Quinn: *smirks* Rose why don’t you and (Y/n) take a stroll to the waterfall

Rosalie: *squeezes your hand tighter*

You: *soft* lets get you fed, go on a date. I’m sure Esme and Quinn won’t let anything happen to Bella and the baby.

Rosalie: *nods*

You: *tugs her outside*

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Rosalie: *drains a deer and detaches herself*

You: I know I should be disgusted but this is hot *wipes the corners of Rosalie’s lip with your thumb*

Rosalie: *smirks, sucks the drops of blood off your finger, and backs you against a tree*

You: not what I had in mind for a date but it works

Rosalie: shut up and kiss me

You: *moves a strand of hair behind Rosalie’s ear* you have me pinned down

You and Rosalie: *makes out and hands roam*

Rosalie: *lifts your shirt* is this okay?

You: *whispers* more than okay *takes your shirt off and kisses Rosalie’s jaw*

Rosalie: *moans, accidentally pops and rips open your jeans* sorry

You: *chuckles* I’m sure I have some clothes laying around in the area *pushes Rosalie back*

Rosalie: *trips over the dead deer*

You and Rosalie: *falls and laughs*

You: we are not getting intimate next to a deer you killed

Rosalie: do you trust me?

You: with my life

Rosalie: *Carries you and jumps up at the highest branch of the tree*

You: holy fuck

Rosalie: *teases* scared of heights? *straddles your lap, and takes off her shirt*

You: No. Us wolves cliff dive recreationally. It’s just that… *smiles*

Rosalie: what? *hands roam down your front*

You: *whispers* we’re kissing in a tree

Rosalie: *chuckles and smirks* we’re about to do more than kiss

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You and Rosalie: *naked under a waterfall and in each other’s arms*

Rosalie: the baby is not going to be a threat.

You: you can’t say for sure

Rosalie: Carlisle is a man of science. With Esme, Quinn and I wanting children he did many experiments. It would be impossible for us to ever get pregnant… it would be possible for men, unfortunately. we just never thought anyone would consider it.

You: *kisses her temple* I guess both of us have that in common.

Rosalie: *frowns*

You: a little after my transformation I found that phasing has stopped my menstral cycle.

Rosalie: if you stop phasing?

You: it’s a possibility but I’ve accepted that I would shift forever to be with you, and I wouldn’t want to carry anyone’s baby except yours.

Rosalie: *wraps her arms around your neck* we’re doing things a little out of order don’t you think? I saw you naked before our first conversation. Sex before an official date. Babies before marriage.

You: not a second goes by when I don’t think about marrying you.

Rosalie: are you proposing

You: call it the imprint bond, or a mate bond. But regardless, just one look into your eyes and I knew I was gonna spend my life with you.

Rosalie: *smiles and hides her face in your neck*

You: *gasps* is this blushing!

Rosalie: *lightly slaps your shoulder* most proposals require a ring

You: *hums, swims over to the shredded clothes pile and digs through your jeans for the ring box* right about that.

Rosalie: *jaw drops*

You: *swims back to her and opens the box* Rosalie Lillian Hale will you do me the honor of marrying me.

Rosalie: yes *chuckles* of course I will! *kisses you* you got me two rings

You: the diamond ring was my moms the other I made. *puts the rings on Rosalie’s finger*

Rosalie: *jaw drops* how did you… how do you know my ring size to make a ring!

You: Quinn. I didn’t know if my mom’s ring would fit so I had Quinn swear to secrecy that I’d make you one. She gave me the talk while we were looking for materials. She also helped me resize my mom’s rin-

Rosalie: *kisses you*

[cargopantsprentiss]

what’s your opinion on jemily only interacting when it’s related to that jj’s plot? at the same time i’m literally shaking with the fact that they had a 1x1 conversation after s16 but i afraid their moments are only going to be surrounding that and they will keep acting like the other doesn’t exist in other times. and after the “ultimate jemily moment” in 17x06 they won’t have any more moments. i want (and need) their old relationship and connection back so bad :(

To be honest I’m actually fairly happy with the breadcrumbs we’ve been fed so far. There’s been so much of JJ talking about Emily, about how much she trusts her, and worrying about her etc. and I know we’re going to get more of them as the weeks go on, even if it isn’t as much as we might hope. It’s hard because they have to pack so much into so few episodes so you do lose the team interaction in general, but I do think they’re doing a good job so far.

Obviously I’d love them to talk more outside of this one storyline but it’s going to be a major hurdle to get around. From what we’ve seen so far I don’t get the impression JJ is angry with Emily, though she’s good at hiding her feelings, so I’m interested to see what that conversation ends up being when it eventually happens. I know there’s loads of speculation about whether the distance that’s been forced between them in the last season or so is actually a result of Emily keeping that secret, so that’ll be interesting too. Idk maybe I’m biased because my favourite type of Jemily is one being there when the other most needs them, and both of them are going through so much (admittedly JJ moreso) that that’s really the content I hope we get, and what would feel most genuine for them. I just think they’ve gotta get JJ past this hurdle first.

[deantfwinchester]

A Simple Request

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: After returning to Jackson, Joel and Ellie finally meet their neighbor, a young woman who teaches at the schoolhouse. While the two settle in, Tommy asks her for a favor - that she look after Joel and Ellie from time to time, when he can't. She's happy to help of course, and may find its a better fit than either could've hoped.

Part 1/?

Word Count: 818 (drabble length for Ch 1 honestly)

A/N: Honestly, we just need more content where Joel gets cared for rather than vice versa - that is mostly what this will be. First time actually posting anything, so let's hope I actually write the other chapters!

There's a lot of beautiful writing that shows how empathetic and caring Joel is to the people around him - it's his turn to receive.

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She met Joel on a Thursday.

To be precise, she met Joel and Ellie on a Thursday afternoon, a few days after the two came back to the house they’d left behind months ago. She’d caught a glimpse of the broad, somber-looking man and a chattering young girl entering the house next door to her own one night around Christmas, but when she’d gone to introduce herself the next day, the house was empty. Curious, of course, but not entirely surprising. Jackson was a kind of haven in a world ravaged by fungus, fear, and all the choices people make in between – and sometimes those people see the comfort they could have here and run back into the dark.

Wednesday, Late May 2023

One day, as the spring shifted from wet to warm, she saw them again while tending her garden, trudging back toward the house as Tommy led the way. The pair certainly looked worse for wear – exhausted, weathered, and in need of a shower for sure, but while the somber look he’d carried on her previous glimpse had lightened just a tad, the girl in tow was quieter. She looked around distractedly, and smiled softly to the other two when addressed, or nodded where necessary. Perhaps she just needed some rest.

Frankly, both of them looked to need sleep desperately, so introductions would need to wait until tomorrow. She greeted Tommy as he exited the house and ambled down the porch steps.

“Got some new neighbors for ya” he said, sucking air between his teeth, hesitant.

“Yeah I noticed. Didn’t get the chance to introduce myself back at Christmas, kept wondering what happened to them. He’s your brother, right?” This she already knew (the town talks, especially around the holidays) but she was pressing a bit, and Tommy didn’t mind.

“Yep. They’re staying this time, I hope. I’m real glad to have ‘em back.” He nodded, reassuring himself.

“I’ll bet you are. Get to know he’s somewhere safe, ease your mind.” She says, nodding along. “I’m excited to meet them, but they look like they need a while. When do you think I should…” she trailed off, confident Tommy could fill in the blanks.

“Yeah, maybe give ‘em a couple of days. Gotta warn you though, Joel can be a bit… prickly. He doesn’t mean anything by it he just, might take some time to warm up. If you’re willing to try.” He said, hesitantly.

She can tell he’s holding back, like there’s something to ask that he’s afraid to mention. She brushes it off, hoping to put him at ease enough to say what he needs.

“I’m sure it’ll be great. You know me, love a challenge” she says, inhaling with a brow raised.

“I do know that, you’re right. Schoolhouse sure is full of ‘em” he huffs a laugh and smiles at her, squinting in the May sun peeking behind the clouds.

“I got ages 5-17 down, I’m sure I can handle one prickly guy and his little girl.” She smiles back, and looks at Tommy with a warmth she hopes is reassuring; that it lets him know she won’t give up before she starts. She can tell he needs that for his brother.

“Listen, I’d really love it if you would try, even if it takes some time. He’s been through hell and back, they both have. I put ‘em up by you hoping, maybe, you’d keep an eye out? Make sure they’re alright every now and again?” She could see he was anxious to ask, but his concern for the two kept him from wavering. For the second time in their conversation she found herself wanting to assuage any fears he had in this regard. Of course she’d look after her neighbors; that’s what this community was built on, after all.

“Yeah, of course I will. Maybe I’ll bring some food by when I introduce myself tomorrow. Seem like they could use a hot meal to themselves -- dining hall can be a lot when you’re new” she said reassuringly, hoping her words and the understanding in her eyes would be enough to allay Tommy’s previous hesitance.

He exhaled a bit in obvious relief, “I think they’d like that. Ellie certainly will, at least. Thank you, really. You’ll tell me how it goes?”

“I’ll be sure to give you guys a full report.” she says, smiling. She says goodbye to Tommy, and he makes his leave, as she turns back to her weeding.

Joel and Ellie. Nice to put names to the faces. Already she’s mentally flipping through her rolodex of doable recipes, wondering what will get her some brownie points with Ellie, and maybe alleviate some of this hesitance Tommy’s warned her about. No matter – she spends her days at the schoolhouse, dealing with hesitant or moody kids of all ages, she can handle a little prickle.  

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Part 2 is now up here !