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Can you write a fic that Matt and yn were not getting along at first but they get drunk have sex. During it Matt gets too rough and yn have to use her safe word so Matt give her plenty of aftercare PLEASE IM ON MY KNEES BEGGINGGGG🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼(involve stomach bulging🤭🙈)

Blurred desires - Matt Sturniolo

Enemies to lovers

Paring: rough dom!Matt x sub!Reader

Contains/warnings: rough sex, stomach bulge, drunk sex, usage of safe word, overstimulation, spanking, pussy slaps, edging, pet names, degradation, unprotected sex, creampie, choking, cnc, after care. More stuff. Tell me if I missed something

Summary: You stumble across your enemy, Matt Sturniolo at a party. What happens when you two are drunk and there’s some tension between you guys?

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Matthew Sturniolo. Your worst enemy. He made your life impossible since the moment you two met. You never understand why, but after a while, you got tired of trying to understand so you just gave him the same attitude he gave you. Unfortunately you had to see him on a regular basis because you’re best friends with his brothers Nick and Chris.

Nick and Chris have been talking about this party they are going to on Friday for like three days in a row. Today, Thursday they are convincing begging you to come also.

“Come onnnn y/n it’s going to be so fun!” Nick says, trying to persuade you.

“Yessss there’s gonna be alcohol, many people, many friends” Chris adds.

“Okay okay! I’ll go!” You say laughing.

“Yayyy that’s great!” Nick says excitedly.

“Do you want us to pick you up tomorrow?” Chris asks.

“Ummm no it's fine, I'll just uber. Plus I don't think Matt will like the idea of picking me up if he’s the one driving.” You say laughing.

“He’s an asshole, just ignore him.” Nick says.

“Yeah I know. But I still prefer to uber, just text me the address.” You respond.

Next day. Friday…

You are almost ready for the party and your Uber is 3 minutes away. You add some finishing touches to your makeup and brush your hair one last time. You straighten up your dress and take one last glance in the mirror before heading to the uber. After 15 minutes of boring traffic you got to the party. You pay the uber and get out of the car. You decided to text Nick and Chris before entering the party.

“Hey guys I’m here” you text them. And start walking towards the door. You opened the door and you felt the music blasting and colorful lights everywhere. You walk through some people until you see Nick and Chris waving at you. You walk to them and of course Matt is with them.

“Hey girl! You made it!” Nick says hugging you.

“Hiiii” you say and hug him back for a few seconds then you go to greet Chris who was talking to Matt.

“Hey Chris!” You say.

Chris turns around. “Hey y/n!” Chris says.

After that you make eye contact with Matt for a few seconds. Matt just stares at you with a blank expression, but he doesn’t say anything. He just keeps staring for a couple seconds before turning back around to talk to Chris again. You decide to ignore Matt and not let him ruin your night out with friends.

You see many of your girl friends by the bar so you decide to go there to say hi and also get some drinks. As the night goes on you got drinks after drinks, shots after shots. Most of the night you stayed with your girl friends dancing and drinking. While drunkenly dancing on the dance floor, with the corner of your eye you spy ‘Nick’ getting a drink at the bar. So you decide to approach him not knowing you are confusing him with his triplet brother Matt.

You walk to him. “Oh my god Nick. Literally the cutest guy came up to me to ask me for my number!” You say slurring your words and grabbing him by his arm.

The person you're talking to slowly turns around, and it's not Nick, it's Matt. He looks at you and chuckles. "I'm not Nick," he says with a smirk. “Are you seriously that drunk?”

You roll your eyes as you realize it's Matt. “Ugh shut up I’m not drunk.” You say, still slurring your words as you take your hands off his arm.

Matt's grin widens, clearly amused by your drunken state. "Oh really? Because from where I'm standing, you seem pretty intoxicated." He steps closer to you, his voice lowering. "And you were just hanging all over me."

“First of all, I thought you were Nick. Secondly, you seem as drunk as I am.” You respond.

"Maybe," Matt says, leaning even closer, "but at least I can still form a coherent sentence." His eyes flicker to your lips briefly before meeting your gaze again. "You know, if you wanted to touch me, you could just ask."

“Ew, no. You wish.” You say rolling your eyes and taking a seat at the stool bar motioning the bartender for another drink.

Matt laughs heartily, enjoying your back-and-forth banter. "Keep telling yourself that," he says, leaning against the bar next to you. He flags down the bartender and orders another drink for himself, sliding it over to you instead. "On the house," he says mockingly.

You look at him. “Hm, what a gentleman.” You say sarcastically but still accept the drink. You grab the glass and take a long sip.

Matt grins mischievously, enjoying your snarky comebacks. "Gotta keep you hydrated," he says, his eyes glinting with amusement. He takes a swig of his own drink, his gaze never leaving yours. He tilts his head, considering you. "You know, you're different when you're drunk."

You frown your eyebrows and look at him. “What do you mean?” You ask.

"You're more... unguarded," Matt says, choosing his words carefully. "You're usually so cold and aloof around me. But now, you're actually talking to me without biting my head off." He smirks, taking another sip of his drink. "It's... interesting."

“Well I’m like that because most of the time you’re mean and annoying towards me. Right now you’re not being that annoying.” You respond.

Matt laughs, throwing his head back. "Fair enough," he says, turning to face you fully. He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "But for the record, I'm only mean to you because you're so easily riled up." His eyes drop to your lips before leaning back. "But…I'll try to be less annoying tonight. But I can't make any promises." He chuckles.

As you’re about to say something, one of your friends comes up to you. “Y/n! Girl, come on, this is our song!” She says and starts dragging you to the dance floor.

Matt watches as you're dragged away by your friend, a hint of frustration crossing his face. He sighs and finishes his drink before setting the glass down on the bar. He glances out at the dance floor, spotting you dancing with your friends.

As you kept dancing, the cute guy that you mentioned to ‘Nick’ came up to you and started dancing with you.

Matt's eyes narrow as he watches the guy dancing with you. His jaw clenches and he looks away, trying to shake off the feeling of jealousy that's rising up inside him. He orders another drink and downs it quickly, feeling the alcohol coursing through his veins.

You keep dancing with the guy, but after a while you sneak out of the dance floor to go to the bathroom.

Matt sees you slip away from the dance floor and quickly finishes his drink. Seeing an opportunity, he follows you discreetly. As you push open the bathroom door and disappear inside, he slips in behind you, unnoticed. He leans against the wall, waiting for you to come out of the stall.

After 2 minutes you stumble out of the bathroom. “Matt? This is the ladies room you know.” You slur out.

Matt pushes off from the wall and steps closer to you, his grin lazy. "I know," he says, his voice low. "I wanted to talk to you without... distractions." He reaches out, steadying you as you wobble on your heels. "You okay there?" He chuckles.

“Yeah, yeah I'm fine.” You say grabbing onto his arms so you don't fall.

Matt's grin widens, and he steps closer, wrapping his arms around your waist to support you. "You don't have to hold on so tight," he murmurs, his face inches from yours. "I've got you."

You look at him and start loosening your grip on his arm.

Matt's hands tighten around your waist, pulling you flush against him. "On second thought... keep holding on," he whispers, his gaze flickering between your eyes and your lips.

You don’t know why but you’re starting to feel nervous and also you feel your face growing hot. “I- uhm… I have to- to go back with my friends.”

Matt's grip on you tightens, and he takes a step forward, backing you up against the sink counter. "Not yet," he says firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. He tips your chin up, forcing you to look at him. "You're not going anywhere until we talk."

“Talk about what?” You ask.

Matt's thumb brushes against your bottom lip, silencing you. "About how much I can't stand you," he says, his voice barely a whisper. "About how you drive me crazy with your smart mouth and your icy glares. About… that stupid guy you were dancing with.”

Matt's expression darkens, and he leans in closer, his face inches from yours. “You’re such a slut.” He chuckles.

“What did you say?” You ask in an annoyed tone.

Matt's smirk widens, and he leans in closer, his breath hot against your face. "You heard me," he taunts. "Dancing with some random guy... you're so easy. No wonder everyone calls you a- "

Before he could finish his sentence you pushed him. “Fuck you.”

Your push barely moved a muscle on him. He takes a step forward, crowding you against the sink again. "What's wrong? Can't handle the truth?"

“It’s not true. So shut up.” You say.

Matt scoffs, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh yeah?" Matt says mockingly. “So if i were to touch your panties, they wouldn’t be soaking wet?”

You swallow hard at his words. “Wh-what?”

He leans in even closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "I bet you're hot and wet right now. Are you?" His hand moves down to your thigh, grabbing it firmly. "Are you wet for me… or for that guy?"

You bite your lip and squeeze your thighs together but don’t respond.

Matt's grin turns predatory, and he slides his hand up your thigh, slowly, until it reaches the hem of your short dress. "So quiet now... not so icy anymore. Maybe I should find out for myself..."His hand slowly moves under your dress, his fingers brushing against your inner thigh. "Last chance to stop me," he whispers, his breath hot against your neck. "Tell me to stop, and I will." His hand moves higher, reaching the edge of your underwear. But you remain silent, still biting on your lip.

But you remain silent, still biting on your lip.

Taking your silence as consent, Matt's hand slips under your underwear, his fingers slowly parting your wet folds. He groans softly against your neck. "You're soaking wet... and it's not for that guy, is it?" His fingers slowly push into you, stretching you. "Admit it..."

You close your eyes and whimper as you feel his fingers stretching you out. You grab onto his neck for steadiness.

Matt's breathing grows heavier as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of you. "Say it... say it's not for him," he demands hoarsely. His thumb finds your swollen nub, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles.

You try your best not to moan. “What if it is for him?” You say in a challenging tone, trying to get him mad.

Matt's face darkens, and his touch becomes rougher. "wrong answer," he growls. His fingers pump into you faster, harder, his thumb rubbing you furiously. "Say it... say it's for me."

“Oh fuck” you whimper at the change of speed, but still maintaining your challenging self. “I wouldn’t want to lie…”

Matt's expression hardens, and he uses his free hand to tilt your head up to look at him. "Oh yeah? You wanna be like that...?" he whispers against your skin. His touch becomes demanding, almost punishing, as if he's pouring all his frustration into it. “Then you’re coming with me.” He says as he abruptly takes his fingers out and drags you out of the bathroom to a room upstairs.

Once inside, he slams the door shut locking it and pushes you down on the bed. "Your safe word is red. Now... spread your legs," he orders, his voice low and commanding. He begins unbuckling his belt, his eyes never leaving yours. "You wanted to play hard to get..."

You obediently spread your legs open, loving how rough and mad he was getting.

Matt steps between your legs, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. He pulls his belt out and wraps it around your wrist, securing it to the bed frame. "You're gonna stay like this... until I'm done with you," he growls.

You buck your hips upward trying to get some sort of friction.

Matt smirks darkly, enjoying your eagerness. He slowly unzips his jeans, letting them drop to the floor. "So impatient..." He climbs onto the bed, settling between your parted thighs. "You're not going to touch me... you're just gonna take it." Matt grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him. "Understand?" He asks, his voice cold and demanding. Without waiting for a response, he thrusts his hard, naked cock into you in one brutal stroke, not giving you a chance to adjust. "Fuck... you're so tight,"

“Fuck” you moan loudly as you arch your back feeling pain and pleasure. “T-too big”

"Shut up," Matt snaps, his hands gripping your hips as he starts pounding into you with relentless force. "You can take it, right? Since you’re such a slut." he hisses. "And you'll take all of it. Won't you?" He leans down, biting your neck, his hips pumping faster. "Say it..." He pulls out almost completely before slamming back in, the force of his thrusts making the bed shake.

“Oh fuck Mmhp” you moan loudly.

Matt chuckles darkly at your moans, his pace becoming even more brutal. "That's it... scream for me," he demands, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust. He reaches down and spreads your pussy open with his fingers, getting a better view of his cock pounding into you.

“Mmh Matt … fuck I’m so close” you whimper pathetically.

"Not yet," Matt growls, his thrusts getting even more intense. He reaches up and twists your nipples between his fingers. "You'll cum when I say you can." He lets go and starts to slap your tits, leaving his handprint on them. He leans back, grabbing your legs and throwing them over his shoulders, changing the angle of his thrusts. "Now this is fucking perfect..."

“Shit… Mmhp Matt I- I can’t hold it.” You moan as tears of pleasure and pain run down your face.

"I don't care," Matt hisses, his face contorting with pleasure as he continues to mercilessly pound into you. He leans down to bite your neck again, marking you. "You. Will. Not. Come. Until. I. Say."

You moan loudly and you try, you really try to hold it, but you can’t. Your pussy starts to tighten around Matt and your orgasm starts to spill out.

"Fuck!" Matt roars with anger as he feels your pussy clench around him. Matt's face darkens with anger, and he slams into you even harder, punishing you for disobeying. "You couldn't even do that...?" His voice is dangerously low. He reaches down and grabs your jaw, forcing you to look at him as he continues to thrust into you.

“Matt.. mhh I- Im sorry” you whimper.

"Sorry?" Matt's voice is cold and harsh. "Sorry isn't going to cut it right now." He pulls out of you abruptly and sets your wrists free then he flips you over onto your stomach. He grabs your hips and pulls them up into the air, spreading your ass cheeks apart.

"You're going to pay for that," he says coldly, spitting on your hole and pressing a finger against it. "You're so worked up that you couldn't even wait for permission... Now, I'm going to teach you some self-control."

“Mmhhhh” you moan moving your hips backwards, trying to get more friction.

Matt ignores your moans and movements, focusing on his task. He pushes his finger inside you, scissoring it to stretch you open. "No, no, no... You don't get to move like that," he scolds, pulling his finger out of your pussy and spanking your ass hard.

“Mhhp shit”

Matt continues to spank your ass, each slap echoing through the room. "I said, no moving. You're going to stay still until I decide otherwise." He pauses, his hand still raised in the air, ready to strike again. "Now, I'm going to give you a choice."

You keep still waiting for him to talk.

"Either I start using my belt on your ass, or I'll let you cum when I put my finger back in your pussy, but you have to promise to stay still and not move until I say you can." He pauses, letting his words sink in. "Choose quickly, I'm losing patience."

“I- I’ll stay still…I- I promise.”

Matt nods, satisfied with your choice. He puts his finger back inside you, moving it slowly and deliberately. "That's a good girl," he says, his tone softening slightly. "Just stay still for me. I want to see how well you can control yourself."

“Mmmhhh” you moan.

Matt slowly increases the pace and pressure of his touch, his finger sliding in and out of you with maddening slowness. He wants to test your limits, to see how far you can hold back before you snap. He leans over, his breath hot against your ear. "You're doing so well..."

“Mmh more please.” You cry out.

Matt smirks at your words, but he doesn't increase his pace. Instead, he moves his free hand to your clit, his finger pressing down on the sensitive bud. "Be careful what you wish for," he says, his voice low and dangerous.

“Fuck….mm”

Matt continues to rub your clit in time with his finger moving in and out of your pussy. He's creating a torturous rhythm, keeping you on the edge but not allowing you to cum. "Look at you, so desperate and needy," he taunts, his breath hot against your ear.

“Matt… please”

Matt relishes the desperation in your voice. He knows you're close to breaking. He leans down and bites your neck, his fingers continuing their unyielding rhythm. "Beg some more," he growls. "Maybe then I'll let you cum."

“Please Matt… I promise I’ll be good.”

Matt finally relents, his finger pressing down hard on your clit as he curls his other finger inside you, rubbing against your g-spot. "Good girl," he praises, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now cum for me. Cum hard."

“Ohh… fuck fuck fuck” you moan as you feel that knot in your stomach finally releasing.

Matt grunts approvingly as your body convulses around his fingers. He keeps his hand on you until your movements slow, then he withdraws his hand and brings his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean. "Very good," he says, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. Matt smiles at you, a satisfied smirk on his lips. He leans in and kisses you, his tongue invading your mouth to taste yourself on his lips. "I'm not done with you yet," Matt's smile widens at your expression. He grabs a pillow and places it under your hips, tilting your bottom up higher. He positions himself in between you.

Matt runs his hands along your thighs, caressing your skin. "You're going to take me again," he says, his voice low and commanding. "And this time, you're not going to come until I say so."

Matt grabs his dick and rubs the head against your soaked pussy, teasing you. He looks into your eyes, his gaze intense. "Understand?" He asks, his voice firm. "You don't cum until I say so." He pushes the head of his dick inside you, slowly, stretching you open.

“Mmhh” you nod.

Matt's face contorts with pleasure as he slowly pushes more of himself inside you. He grips your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your flesh. He pauses, buried to the hilt. "You feel that? You feel how deep I am?" He asks, his voice strained.

You try to speak but only whimpers and moans come out of your mouth.

Matt starts to move, pulling out slowly until just the head is inside, then slamming back in. He sets a brutal pace, pounding into you with no mercy. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groans. "So fucking tight."

“Ahhh fuck mmmhp… t- to much”

Matt ignores your pleas, his movements becoming even more frantic. He leans forward, his chest pressing against your back as he continues to fuck you mercilessly. "You're not allowed to cum," he reminds you, their breath hot against your ear. "You're not allowed to fucking cum until I say so."

Matt reaches around, finding your clit with his fingers. He starts to rub slow circles around it, making sure you can feel every touch. "You're so close, aren't you?" He asks, his voice strained with pleasure.

“Mmhhfp” you moan and nod.

Matt tightens his grip on your hips as he increases the speed of his hips. "Not yet," he hisses. "Not until I say so." He continues to rub your swollen nub, knowing that you're right on the edge, but not allowed to fall over.

“Fuuuuuckkk mmmh s-slow down”

Matt's breathing quickens as he gets closer to his own release. He knows you're desperate to cum, but he's enjoying the control he has over you. "Quiet," he orders, his hand moving to cover your mouth.

He continues to thrust into you, his hips moving like a piston. His fingers on your mouth muffle your cries, while his other hand still circles your swollen nub. He's close, and he knows you're on the verge of disobeying his order. "Not...yet..." he hisses.

Matt lets out a low, guttural moan as he finally finds his release. He buries himself deep inside you, his whole body tensing up. "Now," he gasps, his hand moving from your mouth to your hip, his fingers digging painfully into your flesh.

You moan as you squirt all over his cock.

Matt gasps as he feels you squirt all over his cock. His hand moves from your hip to your clit, rubbing frantic circles around it as he feels you continue to spasm and tremble around him. "Fuck...yes..." He pants, his own release still pulsing through him. Matt keeps his hand on your clit, rubbing it vigorously as he stays buried inside you. He can feel your pussy milking his cock, desperate to keep him inside even as it continues to spasm and twitch.

You start to feel overstimulated. “Fuck.. stop, to much” you cry and push his hand away… not knowing you’ll regret that later…

Matt's hand stops rubbing your clit, but he doesn't pull out of you. "Too much?" he repeats, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He's still buried deep inside, his cock twitching slightly as he feels your desperate plea. He looks down at you, his eyes narrowed. "You don't get to say stop," Matt continues. "You don't get to choose when I stop," he growls, his hips starting to move again. He pulls out slowly, before thrusting back in deep and hard. He does this a few times, the head of his cock hitting your g-spot with each thrust.

“Matt Matt mmhp no…. Too much.” Your body immediately pulls away.

Matt growls in frustration as you pull away from him, his cock pulling out of your pussy with a wet, slapping sound. He looks at you, his eyes narrowed. "You're going to regret that," he growls. He grabs you by your hips and flips you around. His hands immediately spread your legs apart. His hand goes and slaps your pussy.

“Fuck!” Your back arches back.

Matt's hand comes down on your soaked flesh again and again. The sound of his palm meeting your wet, puffy folds fills the room. "You pull away from me again," he growls. "And you'll regret it."

Matt's hand keeps slapping your pussy, the force of each hit making your body jolt. He doesn't stop, not until your pussy is bright red and swollen from the punishment. Finally, he stops and stands up, his cock still hard and angry. Matt grabs your ankles and lifts your legs up, resting them on his shoulders. He lines himself up with your punished hole and slowly pushes himself back inside. He's gentler this time, but only to tease you. "You're mine," he growls. "And you'll take everything I give you."

“Mhhhm fuck” you moan. Your vision starts to blur.

Matt grabs your thighs and spreads you wider, his hips slowly thrusting as he looks down at where your bodies are joined. "Look at you," he whispers. "So wet, so ready. You were made for me." His voice grows darker. "And you'll learn to take what I give you."

“Matt it's too much… mmmh”

Matt's thrusts grow harder, faster. He's fucking you with ruthless intent, his cock pounding into your pussy like it's trying to break something inside you. "Too much?" he snarls. "You think this is too much? Wait until I really lose control."

“Fuck I- mmhp… Matt… red! Red.” You can’t take it anymore so you say the safe word.

Matt immediately freezes, his body tensing as he hears you say the safe word. He pulls out of you gently, his arms wrapping around you. "Shh, it's okay," he murmurs, his voice soft and gentle now. "I've got you."

Tears run down your face. “I- im sorry…”

Matt shushes you, his fingers wiping away your tears. "No, don't apologize," he says softly. "This is what the safe word is for. To stop anything that's too much. I'm the one who's sorry. I didn't mean to push you that far."

He holds you close, not saying anything more as he lets you process the emotions running through you. When he feels you starting to relax, he pulls back slightly and looks into your eyes. "Are you okay?" he asks softly.

You nod slowly.

He sighs in relief and wraps his arms around you again, holding you close. "Good," he murmurs. "Let's just rest for a bit, okay? We can talk about this later when you're feeling better." He settles back against the pillows, pulling you onto his chest.

But you guys suddenly hear someone knock on the bedroom door. “Hey! I said bedrooms are off limits!”

“Fuck… it’s probably the host of the party” Matt mumbles.

“Wh- what do we do?”

Matt quickly helps you clean up and get dressed. And he also gets dressed up. “Let me drive you home, okay?”

“What about Nick and Chris?” You ask.

Matt sighs, “They can take an Uber. We can’t risk getting caught like this. I’ll text them.” He grabs your hand and pulls you out of the bedroom. He leads you downstairs, where the party is still in full swing.

Matt's grip on your hand tightens as he weaves through the crowd, making his way to the door. He doesn't say anything until they're outside and in the car. "I'm sorry about that," he says.

“About what?” You ask.

"About getting carried away like that… a-“

“Don’t worry about it” you cut him off.

Matt glances at you as he pulls out of the driveway. "No, really. I promise I won't push you like that again. Unless... unless you want me to." He pauses, his voice growing softer. "Did you like any of it?"

You laugh softly. “Of course I did… It was amazing. It’s just at the end it… it was too much.”

Matt nods understandingly. "I know. And I'm sorry. But you liked the other parts? The spanking, the way I talked to you?"

“It was kinda hot…”

Matt smirks at you briefly before returning his eyes to the road. "Kinda hot, huh?" His hand rests on your thigh as he drives, giving it a gentle squeeze. "We'll have to explore that more, then. But not today. Today, I just want to make sure you're okay."

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A Bad Night

This is an Evan Buckley imagine, requested by a lovely anon. I hope you will all like it, feedback always makes my day.

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Summary: Evan always looks after (Y/n) when she has seizures, but when she has continuous seizures during the night that won't stop, he has to call an ambulance.

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A soft grin appeared on Evan's lips as he kicked off his trousers and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it into the hamper as he approached the end of the bed.

He crawled up the middle of the bed, waiting until he saw (Y/n)'s eyes begin to flutter open before he slumped down on top of her over the covers. He felt her huff even though he tried to keep some of his weight on his forearms that he pressed down into the bed either side of (Y/n)'s shoulders.

His face tucked into the crook of her neck and he pressed his lips against her skin, reaching out to bite down just to hear her gasp into his hair.

"Did you have fun?" (Y/n) murmured quietly, not bothering to open her eyes while she groggily lifted her arms and looped them around Evan's neck. She pressed her lips into his hair and breathed in his skin, happy he was finally home.

"Hm, missed you though. You good?"

Evan had gone over to Hen's place for tea along with Eddie and Chimney and they had a games night. Not a lot of drinking for a change because both Chimney and Evan were on shift tomorrow for a double shift, but they still had a good night.

The only thing that upset Evan was (Y/n) not coming along. She'd had two absent seizures today which made her feel sick and gave her a constant headache. She didn't feel well enough to go out but she would never want to stop Evan from going to have some fun and let off steam with his colleagues.

"Still got a headache; I'm glad you're home." (Y/n) could feel the headache burning behind her eyes. She had come to bed early and had to turn the tv off when it only made her feel worse.

Evan had messaged her at least four or fives times every hour. He needed to make sure she was okay and made her promise that if she had another seizure, she would tell him so he could come home. But he was satisfied that she hadn't and had gone to bed to try and sleep away her headache.

"Me too." He leaned up on his arms and lifted his head so he could capture her lips in a kiss. He tilted his head to the left and looked across at his space of the bed which was currently occupied. "Dexter, shift up."

Evan ruffled Dexter's ear and gave the dog a nudge until he took the hint. The labrador stretched out before he circled round and hopped off the bed.

It was like a silent agreement between Evan and the dog. If Evan was out or at work, Dexter could be in his space on the bed and lie with (Y/n) and snuggle up and stay close. But if Evan was home, it was his space to be next to his wife and Dexter would sleep on his bed that was at the end of (Y/n)'s side of the bed.

He was a service dog.

With (Y/n)'s epilepsy and Evan's demanding job, they got Dexter so if (Y/n) went out, she wasn't technically alone. He would alert her up to an hour before a seizure was about to happen, he would stay beside her and protect her and alert help if it was needed.

Evan pecked (Y/n)'s lips again before he slowly rolled onto his side and wormed his way under the cover. A grin found its way onto his face again when (Y/n) instantly shuffled over into his side.

Her head moved to rest on his shoulder and she tightly bound her arm over his torso, pulling him into her chest like he was a lifesize teddy bear. He hooked his arm over her shoulders and took to gliding his hand up and down her arm while he kissed the top of her head.

He took a deep breath and tried to close his eyes and shut down his mind. He needed some sleep. He was at work at ten in the morning and it was a double shift which meant he wouldn't be home until the next morning.

Usually when Evan had long shifts and (Y/n) didn't want to be home alone, she would go and spend the day with Bobby, Athena or May or even Maddie. With Bobby being her dad, it meant (Y/n) had a big support network so she didn't have to be alone if she didn't want to be. And Maddie was now the sister she'd never had and was always willing to go out with her or stay in and have a movie day if she felt like having some company.

"Night baby."

Evan wasn't sure what woke him.

He took a deep breath, then another deeper one when he felt that familiar weight on his chest signalling his wife was still flopped across him. It was comforting to have (Y/n) laid on top of him and Evan didn't sleep as well if (Y/n) wasn't as close as she was now.

He could feel her head tucked up beneath his chin, his left arm draped around her waist and his right arm hanging off the side of the bed.

But his mind started to go on red alert when he realised why he was awake. Dexter was barking. He felt a cold, wet nose brushing against his hand before Dexter let out a low growl and then another bark.

(Y/n) was going to have a seizure.

"Fuck. Alright boy, shh I'm awake it's okay." Evan scratched the back of Dexter's ear and gave him a gentle nudge to try and settle him. He knew as long as he alerted Evan, he didn't have to sit and bark continuously or try to move (Y/n).

It was Evan's job to look after her when he was home.

He stretched his hand out and turned the bedside lamp on before his arms curled around (Y/n). One hand cupped the back of her neck and the other curled around her waist before he slowly rolled them over so (Y/n) was laid on her back.

"Baby… baby wake up for me." His hand cupped the side of (Y/n)'s face and he leaned his weight on his left arm as he leaned over her.

A quiet murmur passed (Y/n)'s lips but she didn't move. Evan couldn't tell whether she had started to wake up or whether she went straight into a seizure.

All he knew was that she didn't manage to open her eyes or respond to him. A steady trembling set in her system and Evan moved to sit up instead of lean over her. He swiped the pillow from beneath her head and chucked it to the floor before he threw the cover off them both so it didn't get tangled around her limbs.

"Alright baby, shh. Keep breathing, you're good, I've got you." Evan kept his words steady and calm as he moved his hand back to cup her neck and check her pulse. Evan knew most of her recent seizures hadn't lasted long, two minutes was the usual mark for the last few months.

He tried to smile down at her and he kissed her forehead while he continued to smooth his thumb across her cheek. Her pulse was steady and right now, she was only shaking back and forth on the bed. But Evan could feel her muscles tensing up and he knew she was going to go into a tonic clonic seizure soon.

A few seconds later, Evan leaned back just before (Y/n)'s arm lashed out and clocked him in the chest.

He sat up in the middle of the bed and crossed his legs beneath him before he grabbed his phone and set it beside his leg. He swiped through and found his stopwatch and clicked it on. This was the easiest way to check how long she seized for.

"Good girl, you're doing so good."

Evan bit down on his lower lip and rubbed a hand across his jaw as he watched his wife.

Her head pressed back into the mattress, pushing her trachea out as her upper chest lifted up off the bed and her shoulders bashed down into the bed. Her legs started to thrash more violently into the bed and while her left hand curled back and slammed down into the bed, her right hand moved near Evan.

He reached over and carefully moved her hand so her arm was resting over his thighs. He let her arm smash down into his thighs while he rubbed his hand up and down her arm to let her know he was still here with her.

Evan rested his chin on his free hand and kept glancing his eyes over to his phone. He didn't like this. The timer was ticking away and (Y/n) wasn't showing any signs of stopping. She was thrashing, shaking and taking very short breaths through clenched teeth as her jaw was now locked tight.

His fingers tightened around (Y/n)'s arm when her head tilted to the side and her thrashing suddenly escalated. He watched in horror as her left arm jerked out into the side table and her legs were almost bashing into her stomach before they slammed down into the bed.

The sudden movements made Evan jolt back on the bed and when he heard Dexter begin to whine and brush his nose against (Y/n)'s arm, he knew this was only going to get worse.

"Okay baby girl, I need to move you."

He carefully slid a hand beneath her neck and his other held her hip so he could slowly rotate her onto her left side with her back facing his chest. He had to get her in the recovery position because she was going to hurt herself and he wouldn't put it past her to start throwing up.

His held her waist and he leaned over her with his chest inches away from her arm. He was desperate to lay down and hold her against his chest and kiss her and tell her she was okay but he couldn't. The most he could do was keep her head tilted down and prevent her from choking or falling off the bed.

"Fuck, sweetheart you're really starting to scare me now, I don't like this." Evan could feel the panic bubbling away in his chest when he looked down at his phone.

Three minutes, thirty-five seconds.

"No- no baby oh God come here! Hey, I got you, it's alright."

Jumping forward, Evan slammed his chest into (Y/n)'s back and hooked his right arm around her middle just before she slid off the bed. Her legs thrashed out so much they went over the side and the rest of her body started to follow until Evan grabbed her. He pulled her backwards until she was laid awkwardly in the middle of the bed.

But she wasn't stopping. Her breathing wasn't great. Her limbs were flying about and she was so tense she felt like an elastic band about to snap.

Four minutes, twenty-two seconds.

"Baby I gotta get us some help this ain't good."

He briefly let go of (Y/n) so he could grab his phone before his hand moved straight back to cradling her neck and his other hand delicately smoothed up and down her side. Her legs were jerking and flailing back and forth and she had one arm pinned to her chest while the other was hanging over the side of the bed thrashing like she was being electrocuted.

"Alright baby, you're okay I'm here. I'm gonna take care of you I promise." He leaned down and kissed her shoulder while he dialled an all too familiar number.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"This is firefighter Buckley from the 118 LAFD. I need an ambulance to Hillside Court apartment four-B. My wife's having a seizure."

"Okay, what's her name? Is she prone to seizures, or is this her first?"

"(Y/n) Buckley. She's epileptic, but she hasn't had one this bad in months… Jesus, I've not had to call an ambulance for her like this in over a year." The last time Evan had to call an ambulance was when they were engaged. And they had been married for almost two years now.

He had taken (Y/n) to hospital after a day of full on seizures that continued throughout the day. He'd taken her when she seized and bashed her head into the coffee table. And he'd taken her when she seized, came back round and couldn't move her limbs for over an hour.

But Evan hadn't called an ambulance for her in years. He hadn't seen (Y/n) have a proper spasming seizure lasting this long in ages.

"Is she still seizing?"

"Yes, we're up to the five minute mark now, I'm timing it on my phone. I can't- I- fuck, hold on. We're in the bedroom, I'm gonna have to move her to the floor she's falling off the bed."

Evan couldn't keep holding her like this. She was moving near the end of the bed again and she was starting to moan and murmur. She was somewhat conscious and aware and he couldn't pin her down to the bed. The safest thing would be for him to get her onto the floor.

"Sir I'd advise you not to move her please, it's very dangerous-"

"Did you not hear me? I'm LAFD trained, I can take care of my fucking wife! I'm not asking for your advice I'm asking for a fucking medic because I need her in the hospital."

Evan wasn't asking her what to do and he wasn't waiting around for her advice. The moment Evan started dating (Y/n), he got up to date on his training. He learned how to look after her, how to properly move her in this situation and how to hold her and not restrain her.

He took courses to be able to give (Y/n) emergency meds if she was in a bad seizure, but Evan didn't have those up here. The emergency meds were downstairs in the meds cupboard and he doubted they would even be in date, it had been that long since they had to use them.

"Okay… is she on the floor now? How's her breathing?"

Evan put his phone on (Y/n)'s bedside table before he carefully slumped onto the floor and eased (Y/n) down with him. Once she was on the floor by Dexter's bed, he moved her onto her side again and and held her head so it was tilted forward.

"Yep, she's got very rapid breathing… okay, okay she's slowing down now, it might be stopping."

"That's good, the medics are one minute away."

Reaching down, Evan slowly brushed (Y/n)'s hair back behind her ear so it wasn't covering her face and his hand started to rub up and down her arm. The thrashing started to cease and she reduced to trembles and rattling against the carpet.

Dexter laid out beside her with his chin on her juttering ankle while Evan doubled over and kissed her temple, trying to keep her still and calm. He could hear the small mumbling noises leaving her lips but he couldn't work out what she was trying to say, or if she was trying to talk at all. She might just be letting him know that she could hear him.

"I'm just gonna open the door." Evan clicked his finger and pointed for Dexter to take his place in front of (Y/n). This was his moment to go and open the front door while (Y/n) had finally stopped thrashing and was shivering instead.

He grabbed his trousers from the floor and hooked his shirt over his head while he stumbled down the stairs and opened the front door. He flicked all the lights on as he passed so the apartment was lit up for Dexter. He wasn't taking Dexter down to the hospital with him, he could stay home and try to sleep until Evan and (Y/n) came back.

Evan yanked his trousers up over his hips and did up his belt before he bolted back up the stairs and looked around for his shoes.

"Sir, the medics are on their way up to you now."

"Thank you." Evan ended the call and paused the timer before he crashed back down to his knees beside (Y/n). "Baby… baby are you back with me?" His thumb smoothed across her cheek and he carefully lifted her head to rest on his thighs instead. He kept her laid on her side and began gliding his hands up and down her arms to give her some comfort and something to focus on.

He heard the front door open and voices float through but Evan didn't bother to respond. His focus was on (Y/n) when her head tilted as far back as it could go on his lap until the back of her head was almost touching her shoulder blades.

Dexter howled. A low, deep grumble in the back of his throat as he moved to sit up straight and began flapping his paw against (Y/n)'s thigh.

"No… no baby not again… oh no," Evan could feel his lips falling into a frown and tears burned in the corners of his eyes when (Y/n)'s arms began pushing into her chest and her hands bent backwards.

She had barely come out of the last one for a minute. How could she go straight back into another this quickly?

"Sir, paramedics. How are we doing up here?"

Two paramedics made their way up the stairs and into the bedroom, a gurney between them with a medical bag resting on top. They left the gurney near the end of the bed and hurried to kneel down beside Evan who clicked his finger to get Dexter to move back. The obedient labrador moved to sit right behind Evan near the bedside table, still able to observe but not be any hinderance.

"The first one lasted over five minutes, she's just gone straight back into another. This isn't normal for her." Evan hadn't known (Y/n) to go into two violent seizures so quickly together. She usually had a few minutes in between when she was having a bad night like this.

He kept his hand rubbing up and down (Y/n)'s arm as the lady beside him listened to her heartbeat and the other medic knelt beside (Y/n)'s legs and tried to keep them out straight.

"Have you given her any emergency meds? What does she usually take?"

"I haven't given her anything… she takes thirty milligrams of these twice a day." Evan reached into the bedside drawer and found (Y/n)'s medication. She had one tablet in the morning and one in the evening and it worked on calming down her seizures.

When Evan first met her she was having four or five a week. Now her meds and her routines were controlled, she was barely having one a week. Usually she suffered with absent seizures and the odd clonic seizure every now and then.

He clocked the woman reaching for a blood pressure cuff and he moved his hands down to hold (Y/n)'s arm and wrist out to make it a bit easier. Her arm continued to thrash up and down but Evan tried to keep her arm near his thigh.

"BP's sky-high and breathing is laboured, pushing diazepam."

Evan kept hold of (Y/n)'s arm and gripped a bit firmer so one of the medic's could quickly inject the diazepam into her arm just below her shoulder. They needed to try and get the seizure to stop so they could get her down the stairs safely and into the ambulance.

"Good girl, there we go." Relief poured through Evan's body and trickled into his voice as he leaned down and smothered his lips against the top of (Y/n)'s head on his thighs.

One of the medics moved towards the gurney and wheeled it over but they could see Evan wasn't exactly going to sit back and let them do this. He helped them ease (Y/n) over onto the gurney and while they adjusted the level, Evan grabbed his phone and his wallet and put them in his back pocket.

He watched them lift (Y/n)'s eyelid and try to shine the light across her eyes, but they had rolled to the back of her head. All they could see were the whites of her eyes and it made Evan feel sick.

"Be good, I'll be back soon," He ruffled Dexter's ear and kissed the top of his head before he followed after the gurney. He knew Dexter would be fine, after a little while he would settle to being on his own and sleep, most probably in the middle of the bed since they weren't here.

He followed close behind them and locked the door on the way out, but once they got in the lift, he felt a small flicker of hope. Her jaw still seemed to be locked, but the murmur she let out was clearly Evan's name.

He watched the way (Y/n) flopped her head to the right and nudged her nose against the gurney like she wanted to try and hide away and disappear. But both her arms started to shake when she tried to move them. Her elbows were pressed very tightly into her waist and her hands were glued against the middle of her chest. She couldn't move them no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't matter, Evan reached down and curled his hand around hers, smoothing his thumb over the back of her hand.

"I'm still here, sweetheart. I'm here."

"(Y/n), are you in any pain?" The medic stood at the head of the gurney leaned over and carefully peeled back (Y/n)'s eyelid and shined the light across her pupils. But Evan saw the way they didn't react. Her pupil stayed blown wide, it didn't constrict at all.

She couldn't speak. All (Y/n) could do was make a noise close to a cry and her arms shuddered against her chest. Her whole middle and torso were aching like she had been beaten up. It felt like someone had smashed their fists all over her chest and down her stomach.

Evan kept hold of (Y/n)'s hand as they exited the lift, but everyone stopped when she screamed. It was a muffled sound, vibrating against her dry lips and it made her throat rattle.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Evan crouched down in front of her and moved his free hand to cup her chin, swiping his thumb across her jaw to try and coax her to look at him. But her eyes stayed tightly closed and she started to tense up. "Baby?"

He dragged his eyes up and down (Y/n)'s frame as she managed to clench her fingers around his hand. She was shaking again. Both legs were shaking and bashing down into the gurney and her upper chest was moving up and down, but she was still conscious. She was crying and breathing harshly through clenched teeth and she was squeezing Evan's hand.

"She's having another one." Evan found his phone from his pocket and started the stopwatch again.

They continued walking out the lobby and made their way towards the ambulance. They had to get to the hospital now.

Evan sat down opposite the gurney and gently pulled (Y/n)'s hand so he could press it against his lips and glide his other hand up and down her arm. He hated to see her cry and he hated how she was shaking and thrashing like this. It was even worse to know she was still awake and could feel and understand everything that was happening.

"Shit!" Evan groaned and slammed his eyes closed when (Y/n) suddenly yanked on his hand.

Her arm reeled back to her chest and the force pulled Evan from his seat and sent him down on his knees in front of the gurney with his elbow bashing into the frame which made his body shudder. He felt the way she bent her arm to slam both her and his arm against her chest while her other arm was pressed down on her abdomen.

Evan slowly pushed himself up to his feet and groaned, rolling his shoulders back into place but when he looked down at (Y/n), he couldn't help but feel the urge to cry.

"She's biting her tongue." Leaning over, he moved his free hand to (Y/n)'s jaw and pressed his thumb between her lips so he could peel back her lip and look into her mouth. She wasn't choking on her tongue, thankfully, but her jaw was locked and her teeth were pierced down so tightly she was biting through it.

Blood coated her teeth like tomato juice and foamed past her lips, beginnign to dribble down her chin.

Evan held the back of her neck while the other medic carefully held her waist and tilted her onto her left side, facing Evan. They couldn't risk her choking or throwing up.

"I can't push another dose of diazepam, I'm going to give her a sedative, it's the best shot at making the seizure activity stop."

Evan nodded. He couldn't refuse that or object. It was their only option. Pushing more anti-seizure meds could just force (Y/n) into an overdose when she had already taken her usual dose of medication and an emergency dose when the medics arrived. Sedating her would put her mind to sleep and hopefully stop the nerves from sending these signals.

She couldn't keep going in an out of seizures like this, it was causing her too much distress and she was hurting herself.

"Alright baby, shh it'll be over soon." He slumped back down to his seat and gave in trying to move his arm. He let it stay pinned against (Y/n)'s chest while the medic placed an oxygen mask over her mouth and injected the sedative into her shoulder.

Once her body stilled, Evan stopped his stopwatch on his phone and eased his arm from (Y/n)'s grip. At least with her now motionless, the medic could take her blood pressure again and check her vitals and start her on some fluids without risking her arm bashing into him.

When the ambulance came to a stop, Evan stood up and moved to lean over the gurney. He held his left hand over the back of (Y/n)'s neck and his right hand gripped her forearms and kept them in place against her chest. They couldn't strap her down to the gurney because she was hurt and she had been seizing and Evan wasn't risking her choking.

Both medics eased the gurney out and Evan walked alongside as they went in through the ambulance entrance. Bypassing the waiting room and straight into a vacant cubicle a doctor waved them over to.

With a doctor and a nurse beside the bed, Evan moved to stand on the other side. He didn't want to be in the way but he wasn't going to sit back and be parted from (Y/n) either. He stepped forward once she was transferred onto the bed and it was hard for Evan to refrain himself and hold back when all he wanted to do was reach out and look after (Y/n) himself.

"How long was the seizure activity?" The doctor looked across at Evan before he wheeled a trolley over and rummaged around.

He round a clamp and carefully wiggled (Y/n)'s jaw open so he could press the tongue clamp over her tongue and against her throat. It was to pin her tongue down safely so she didn't choke as she might to especially with her tongue swelling up.

Blood continued to dribble down her mouth and chin while the nurse tried to wash it away and spray her tongue.

They placed an oxygen mask around her nose and mouth again and placed a monitoring clip on her finger.

"It hasn't stopped for nearly twenty minutes. The first one was over five minutes straight."

"She's been sedated?"

"Just now." Evan folded one arm across his chest while he brought his other hand to his face and bit down on his thumb. If the diazepam hadn't done anything, he wasn't so sure a sedative would work either.

"I'd like to put her under general anaesthetic. It will allow her brain to calm down and we can take her for an MRI and then get her admitted onto a ward."

"Okay." It sounded like a good idea. It would ensure that (Y/n) didn't have any more seizures and it would let her brain calm down as her mind must be frazzled by now. It also meant that they could get her on a new IV with anti-seizure meds straight into her vein, some painkillers and she could have as many scans as she needed without the risk of another seizure.

"I'll go get the anaesthesiologist down here."

As soon as the doctor walked out the room, leaving the nurse to tend to (Y/n), Evan slumped down into the chair beside the bed. He fumbled in his pocket for his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found his father in law.

He needed to let Bobby know what was going on and where they were. Evan would need some support because he was going to be here for a while now and he knew (Y/n) wouldn't be happy to be in hospital when she finally came around.

"Buck… it's four in the morning, is everything okay?"

"Hey Bobby, I, fuck we've had a bad night. It's (Y/n)."

He could almost hear Bobby switching into his fatherly mode. Something that only happened when (Y/n) was around or if Evan was hurt. He could hear Bobby moving around the bedroom already as if he was getting dressed without knowing what was happening.

"Why, has she had a bad seizure?"

"It wouldn't stop, she barely came out of a five-minute one and went right into another two. I had to call the paramedics out… they had to sedate her, it, it just wouldn't fucking stop. We're at the hospital and the doctor's putting her under anaesthetic. Can you come down?"

"We're on our way."

***

Opening his eyes, Evan sighed and stretched his arms out above his head. He felt his shoulders clicking along with his neck as he straightened out and tried to loosen the tension from his muscles.

He dropped his legs down from the bed and sat up straighter in his chair when a quiet knock on the door broke through their comfortable silence.

Bobby was sat on the other side of the bed, his chin tilted down into his chest with his right arm crossed over his chest and his left hand holding (Y/n)'s. Next to him, Athena was sat with her head on his shoulder and her bag held to her chest like it was a teddy bear.

They had come down as soon as Evan called and had waited with him while (Y/n) went for an MRI and had bloods taken. Evan guessed it had to be some strong anaesthetic they put her under because she had stayed out for the count which is what they wanted.

"Hi… is this mum and dad?" The doctor glanced over at Bobby and Athena before looking back to Evan who nodded with a warm smile. "Well, the MRI looks good, no abnormalities, a little inflamed but that's expected. And bloods have come back clear."

"When will she wake up?"

"She's been under for nearly five hours now, I think it's safe for me to wake her up now and we can monitor her progress. She's been put on her usual medication through the IV to make sure we can subdue the activity quicker. Let's have a go at waking her, shall we?"

At least (Y/n) had gotten a few hours of sleep and rest.

Evan had taken the liberty of lifting up her gown when Bobby and Athena first fell asleep. He didn't like what he saw. Bruises littered (Y/n)'s chest and around her ribs. She had bruised her left wrist from bashing it on the side table and he knew she was going to be sore as anything when she woke up.

Getting up from his chair, Evan stretched again before he moved to sit down on the edge of the bed. He gently took (Y/n)'s free hand and held it on his lap while Bobby and Athena inched their chairs closer.

They watched intently as the doctor got a needle ready and injected the medication into (Y/n)'s IV.

Evan glided his fingers up and down (Y/n)'s arm and smiled softly when he watched her head tilt to the side and nuzzle into the pillow. She looked just like she was waking up at home rather than after a bad night in the hospital emergency room.

"Hey baby, how you feeling?"

He watched the beginning of a smile form on (Y/n)'s lips before her eyes rolled and came into focus. It was clear the moment she took in her surroundings because her lips fell down into a gaping frown and her lower lip wobbled.

"Evan, w-…where are we?" Her hand tightened around his but her body jumped when she suddenly realised there was someone gripping her other hand as well. She dared to look across to the right and took a sharp breath. "Dad?"

"Hi sweetheart."

She couldn't help the tears that started to fall down her face. Where were they? What were they all doing? Why had she gone to sleep safe and sound with Evan at home and woken up somewhere completely different?

"I'll give you all some space." The doctor nodded at the monitors, happy that all (Y/n)'s vitals seemed fine and she had come around perfectly well which was a relief. He jotted down his notes and headed out the room so they could have a moment to themselves and calm (Y/n) down. She didn't need a stranger in the room spectating and observing.

"Baby, you had a really bad night. I had to call an ambulance, we had to sedate you, the seizures wouldn't stop. You don't remember?" Evan was a little surprised (Y/n) couldn't remember even a small flicker of the night. She had woken up shortly after the first seizure, and she tried to say his name after the second one.

She had been awake when the next one started, she cried out and clung to him and tried to open her eyes in the ambulance. She was conscious until they sedated her. The sedation and all the meds must have knocked her back and blurred the night for her.

"You, you came home, and went to bed… I- I don't…"

(Y/n) remembered having a rough day. She remembered Evan going out to hang with Hen and Chimney for a few hours and she remembered him climbing on top of her when he came home. But she couldn't recall anything after falling asleep with him. It was like the events had played out but her mind forgot to press record.

"It's alright honey, you've had a rough night. Probably best you don't remember it." Athena patted (Y/n)'s thigh and smiled at her. It might be a blessing that (Y/n) didn't remember. She didn't need to recall everything she had gone through last night, it wouldn't do her any favours.

"What time is it?"

"Almost nine in the morning, you weren't out for too long." Bobby looked down at his watch before he squeezed (Y/n)'s hand and smiled.

After Evan's phone call this morning, Bobby had been in a rush. He had to call the shift lead at the station and inform them that neither he or Evan would be on shift today. He told them to ring round and see who could come in and cover, but under no circumstances could they contact Evan.

He would sort Evan's hours and his time off so he could go back as soon as (Y/n) was well enough.

Bobby thought they would be sat here for a few more hours before (Y/n) woke up and he had been worried how she would be when she woke up. He remembered when she first got diagnosed not long after their apartment fire. He was forever bringing (Y/n) down to the hospital and back then, each time she woke up, another fit of seizures happened.

"I th-" (Y/n) cut herself off with a sharp cry when she tried to lean forward. Her eyes locked with Evan as she let go of her dad's hand to grip her side, but touching her chest only made her whimper. "Oww, oh it hurts." Her eyes snapped closed and she sniffed, trying to take a deep breath but her chest felt like it had been put through a blender.

She tugged on Evan's hand until he leaned forward and gently looped his arms beneath hers. She gripped both his shoulders and let him sit her up while Bobby moved the bed so she could sit up instead of lie down.

"You battered your chest a lot, baby. It's gonna be sore for a while."

(Y/n) hooked a finger in the hem of the hospital gown she was wearing and looked down before she whimpered.

"It's okay, you're alright now." Evan kissed her temple and wove an arm around her waist when she leaned forward. He let her tuck her face into the crook of his neck and curve her arms around his chest so she could mesh herself up into his chest.

"I wanna go home."

"Not yet, sweetheart. You're under twenty-four hour observation to make sure you don't have another fit of seizures. We can take you home tomorrow." Bobby ran his hand up and down (Y/n)'s back and kissed the back of her head.

She had to stay here for a while yet so they could make sure she wasn't going to suffer another bout of dramatic, long endured seizures. Once they had cleared her and she was fit to go home, they could take her back and they would all look after her.

"We'll get you home tomorrow baby and we'll look after you."

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Oh, Mr. Mosses (Series!) IV

Synopsis: You were fine with the job, the steps were easy enough but the secret of the D.D.D was getting harder and harder to contain. Each night a new entity would enter the building, each with its own horrific look and intentions. Just as you debate on leaving, a new resident has entered the premises; Francis Mosses who is absolutely entranced by your being. Now, his Mimic has taken a liking to you too.

Will you be as smitten of them as they are of you? Only time will tell.

Author Note: Thank you everyone for enjoying the story, its honestly so fun to write I wish i could update even quicker! If it wasn't for uni i most likely would be. Hope you enjoy the new chapter!

Warnings: Blood, Obsessive behavior, Stalking, Talk about Death

Also available on AO3!

Taglist: @tfamidoingwithmylife @mariaflor873 @fandomfeind @greycloudsy @skully-skeleton-bone0106 @im-here-for-the-fun-of-it @the-tiger-lover78 (Let me know if you want to be added!)

Oh, Mr. Mosses IV

She felt awful, guilt struck through her bones like a heavy fog. The rain hadn’t stopped since the night before, the weather matched her dreary mood and she couldn't help but wither away in bed for most of the day, staring blankly at the popcorn-like ceiling. It would be her fault if someone were to die. She let him in, purposefully let the man walk in without a second thought or action. Frustrated, she grabbed the pillow beside her, throwing it across the room with a defeated huff.

Her shift started tomorrow night, 5:00 on the dot. Grabbing the sides of her head she glanced toward the window, gray skies filled her vision before she threw herself back onto the duvet.

She saw him when she closed her eyes. That egotistical grin, those sharp teeth- the hands, how they planted themselves around her face like they belonged there.

That day she uttered nothing to management, passed her employee with only a glance and hadn't been down since the incident. Had she even eaten? She couldn't remember, only lingering tastes of the metallic blood entered her taste buds, as if that monster's finger was still being forced down her throat.

Holding back a gag she reached toward her nightstand, pulling out a pink and white pill case. Squinting at it she found two clear sleeping pills.

“This should do the trick,” she mumbled, carelessly popping them in her mouth before hastily reaching for a bottle of water by her bedside. There was no way she could sleep on her own, at least not for tonight

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Pillows were kicked and strewn about the floor, blankets were haphazardly beside her and hanging limply on the mattress. She didn't seem to notice the mess, with her arms by her sides and hair splayed out on the pillow, she snored lightly, blocking out the rain that beated across her window, blocking out the man who stood just above her side of the bed. Wide, black eyes stared down at her. Unblinking they shuffled closer, stepping over a pair of pink slippers thrown haphazardly on the floor. His grin took over most of his face, sharp teeth on display with red stains on his lips. He'd been busy since his arrival, picking apart her neighbor while she slept so soundly. So heavenly. He groaned, letting his blood covered fingers linger on her neck, before descending up towards her face. Pressing his fingers harder until little red dots were smudged across her cheeks. Mr. Capriannis’s blood.

Cackling quietly to himself he bent down, just so his nose grazed hers. Lightly his warm breath dusted across her face, and even in her sleep she moved away from the man, groaning lightly as she turned her head to face the window.

“I'll see you tonight, pretty girl,” if he wasn't so hungry, he would have decided to stay, maybe try to get in a few more touches. A few bites. But his urge to kill was getting overwhelming, he had to grind his teeth to stay focused. Light drops of blood began to seep from his mouth, his teeth had seemed to jabbed his lips from the harsh movements and it dribbled down, falling onto the unconscious girl below. The liquid plopped down on her neck, where it smeared and marked the area with its contrasting color. Deciding to leave it there he laughed once more.

Maybe he’ll pay another neighbor a visit.

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Francis slept terribly. This weather was downright awful, made his life a complete hell and who orders milk on days like this? Mumbling to himself he looked for his hat, it wasn't on its usual hook by the door, which he thought was quite strange.

Sure, he came home later than usual, his bike route hindered by the many puddles in his path, but he always managed to stay tidy, stay neat. He looked everywhere! The hook, the closet, his bed, the little bathroom and even his poor excuse of a kitchen. It was completely gone and out of sight. Starting to panic he brushed his hair back with one hand, letting it linger while he tried to backtrack. Getting in the prior night he noticed the receptionist was off of work already, he sighed at the other co worker before delving into the elevator. He knew he had his hat with him, and remembered bunching it up in worry over the little pretty receptionist.

Frustrated enough, he grabbed his dress shoes. He supposed he would have to look once more after his route.

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“There you are 29! Right on time, listen, the boss wants a double shift on schedule, I know it's a little sudden but who are we to say no, right?” The other coworker smiled, it was big, a fake facade made to comfort the already exhausted girl.

She stood there, arms bunched at her sides as she picked at the sweater littering around her hands.

“Yeah, I got the message about that this morning.”

Walking past she slid her ID down the door, checking in for another shift. Waving at the fleeting man she closed the door, rubbing her hands after. It was obvious she was nervous, the backroom didn't feel safe anymore with that thing wandering around. Just before she clocked in she had scanned the building, looking, waiting to see if she saw anything out of the ordinary.

She didn't.

Saw nothing, heard nothing. The only thing she noticed was this god awful smell coming from the second floor. Mr. Capriannis must be attempting to make fish again.

She decided to make a coffee and settle her nerves. Walking quickly she grabbed her favorite mug; a green ceramic cup with frogs all over the handle.

It was then she noticed she didn't feel quite alone. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, she felt heavy and sweaty, and she could have sworn she kept seeing shadows move from the corner of her eyes. Tapping her fingers against her now filled mug she walked carefully to the desk, where the newly laid schedule stared back at her.

Only Two people left to check in tonight

She missed Francis.

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Reading through the forms she was sure to check it over at least three times each. Writing down the numbers just in case to ensure everyone's safety.

Robertsky Peachman 114652289730 Checked in 7:23

Dr. W. Afton 250489656214 Checked in 7:45

Calling both lines, they were indeed not at the residency, so without pause she handled them separately, allowing them one at a time to step into the premise.

Before Mr. Peachman left however, he eyed the woman as he bundled up his forms.

“Oh my, what happened!” He exclaimed, pointing to the column of his throat.

“Your neck, dear, it's bleeding!” Reaching up she touched the base of her throat, her hands met a dry, patchy blotch along her skin. Removing her fingers, she realized he was right; dried blood laid on the tip of her index.

Throat dry she attempted to lick her lips, thinking about what she did this morning to protrude such an injury.

“Here, here, use my napkin, it looks to be dried over,” With a helping hand he laid his handkerchief through the slot, giving the woman a smile.

“I- thank you, Mr. Peachman. I don't even remember getting this,” Scratching it against the soft fiber it came off, however something looked… different.

The blood was thick, almost a reddish black against the cotton.

“You can keep it, just in case it reopens, I'll see you tomorrow evening little lady!”

With a toothy smile he was off, already pushing the third button on the elevator.

Yawning, the receptionist began to organize the files around her; everything laid strewn about with her double and triple checking everyone’s forms.

Knock.

Halting her movements she tore her eyes away from the cabinet, to the window across.

It was the employee, the one who had the shift right before her. His eyes were wide, full of anger and his movements were quick. He banged his fist beside the glass, letting out ragged, desperate breaths.

“What the fuck, 29?!”

Standing up she shuffled back, grazing her shoulders on the cabinets behind her.

“I know what you did, you dumb bitch! I saw the footage!”

“28, Please I- I didn't know! I was just trying to-”

He banged his fist once more, “Im calling the D.D.D, They’ll dispose of both of your fucking asses!” Gripping the ID dangling from his neck he ripped it off, walking towards the door that separated them both.

With quick and desperate movements she ran to the door, pushing the chain lock just across the wood to halt the man.

It slammed against the metal, she could see part of him through the slit left open.

“Let me in! Don't mess this up 29, people will die!”“So I should just let you expose me? So can I be another body thrown in a bag?!” Beating harshly on the door she could see the chain was weakening. One more strong shove and he'd be through. And then what? She’d not only be out of a job, but a place to stay, and who knows if they would let her live after the mistake she made?

That's when she heard it, the slow, dramatic clapping of someone's hands.

Craning her neck back as best as she could while still maintaining a grip on the door, she gasped audibly.

There he was; the cause of all her problems. The milkman in disguise.

“This has been quite entertaining sweetheart, but how much longer are you gonna keep this man around, huh?” Tilting his head to the side he let out a breath of air.

“I could take care of him, you know. Save you the trouble,” Squinting his eyes he picked at his teeth, the sharp nails dug out chunks of flesh he flicked to the side.

“No!” She seethed.

“No one has to die.” Pushing her back against the door once more, she used as much strength she could possibly gather.

“Aw,” He teased, shaking his head side to side, dragging his dried bloody finger on the wall.

“You actually believe that, don't you sweet thing?”

Sweat began to build up on her forehead, running down in clear, sticky beads.

She was going to die. If not by the thing in front of her, then the man busting through the door she was trying so hard to guard.

Would it be so bad if she had his help?

What on earth was she saying?! Of course it would be!

The mimic stepped closer, just until his feet were planted in front of hers, looking straight down at her worried filled orbs.

“Let me kill for you,” he begged.

Bending his knees he put his hands together, in a praying-like stance.

“Please, let me help you.”

His eyes were warm somehow, his pupils seemed to be dilated, staring right up at the desperate woman.

Feeling not only weak from holding the door, but to have this… creature beg to help her, she softened her hold.

“Okay,” She whispered, staring right back at him as he slowly leaned his arm forward to grab her jaw.

He looked ecstatic, truly happy with her answer and- mesmerized?

“Don't you worry bout a thing pretty girl, I'll handle big bad 28 for you,”

Leaning closer once more, he let his face get merely inches from hers. The smell of iron hit her, it wafted across her face contaminating each breath she let in.

“But you'll owe me one, got it?”

Dumbly nodding her head she relaxed her eyes, she was feeling awfully tired from everything. A wave of exhaustion hit her bones, numbing her mind as her vision began to blur.

Before the darkness spread over her eyelids she thought of one thing.

A tired raven haired man with his little smile.

#francis mosses x you #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses #Doppleganger! Francis #thats not my neighbor #TNMY!#game x reader #x reader #horror #slowburn #enemy to lovers #friends to lovers

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its-freaking-jordan · 1 year

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Hantengu Clones x Gn Demon reader pt2

Im backkk, this part gonna have chaos in it.

You know how Demons can’t use their Demon Blood Arts on eachother?..Well they can now because I said so.

The past few months of staying with the Hantengu “brothers” was interesting to say, one would want this and the other wants that, with that Sekido yells at them. Today was way different than the others…

“Dude come on! Let me have them for tonight!” “Fuck off! You had them for the past 4 nights! It’s my turn.” Urogi and Karaku had one of your arms in their hands, dragging you to them. Karaku got a good grip onto your arm, pulling you to his chest, which in your head you didn’t mind because man boobs you’ve gotten used to this by now. He’s glaring daggers at Urogi, you got annoyed by their actions and wished Sekido was here right now, the only time you actually needed him, he was not here.

“Actually it’s my turn with them, you both can go. Aizetsu voice was heard from behind them, he took you from Karaku and walked off. The two was left in the room staring at Aizetsu who just left to go, who knows where. “What the fuck! Aizetsu where the hell are you going!?” Karaku voice was heard outside of their hideout. You sighed in relief, knowing Aizetsu isn’t one to also be their arguments. You were both now walking into the forest holding eachother hands. “Jeez, thanks Aizetsu. I don’t know what I would’ve done-“ You we’re cut off by him putting you over his shoulder, taking flight away from something Until you sense 2 angry presences from behind. “Aizetsu get the FUCK back here with Y/N you asshole!”

You looked up and saw Urogi and Karaku with an Sekido like expression on their faces which freaked you the hell out. ‘Oh shit! They are about to kill eachother. Where the hell is Sekido!?’ You we’re trying to get out of Aizetsu hold, which only caused his grip to be tighter. He had his spear out, before he could even attack you were taken by someone new. It was Zohakuten, which caught them off guard. He sucked his teeth as he had you on his back. “Just tell me if one of them are close or when all of them are about to attack. I promise you it wont be pretty.” This pissed all of them off, that their youngest brother was now here and now with you.

Sekido was on his way back, it was quiet..too quiet to be exact. Until he heard a loud “BOOM”. His eyes widened, turning around to see where the smoke was coming from, and he saw some neon lights in the smoky clouds as well. “What in the fuck is going on.” He was now squinting his eyes to see if he would find anything, that is until he saw Urogi, Karaku and Aizetsu in the air, being blown away. He didn’t care honestly but decided to go and see what was going on. Once he arrived where the chaos was at, he was shocked to say at least, the place was a mess, trees cut off, holes in the ground and four Demons who were slowly regenerating, minus you. Sekido had enough of their “foolish games”, shoving his staff to the ground electrocuting all. Zohakuten was first to be visible to Sekido. He looked at Sekido and sighed. “Great, now the fun is gone.”

Sekido rolled his eyes in annoyance, then saw you on Zohakuten back. “Would any of you mind telling me how the hell this even started and, why Y/N looks like they seen a ghost.” You we’re scared to DEATH and, looked lifeless. You were off Zohakuten’s back and now next to Sekido, who was snapping his fingers in your face to see if your up. He pinched his nose, shaking his head in disappointment. Once the 3 others landed onto the ground, they were ready to kill Zohakuten until he pointed at Sekido. “Which one of you dumbasses started this.” Now all of them were talking at once which, he didn’t have the time to hear anyway. They were all walking back, it was quiet as hell to say. “Y/N isn’t going with any of you tomorrow Night, they are coming with me after what happened tonight.” “WHAT” “You cannot be serious right now.” “Not fair.” “Dude! That isn’t fair! Urogi had them the longest I just wanted to hangout with them!” “Sekido that is ridiculous” “Did you all not see the fucking MESS, you all made just in one hour? Im not letting them go with any of you for a few nights.”

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neo404 · 4 months

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Nick x Drag Queen reader

How you guys meet:

"Hey, Lovy (your stage name). Boss told me there is a birthday boy today, make sure to do your special song for him. I’ll leave you the name here." My friend and coworker leave a note on my desk as I keep putting make up on my face.

"All right, thanks."

"Have a great show." they pat me on the shoulder and leave.

The show was great, all of the Queens were amazing as usual. The last and longest act was mine, since I love to talk and Im friends with the bar owner.

My music plays and I get on stage with a bright smile, some people clap, some people scream. I dance until my first two songs end. Then I grab the microphone that’s on stage.

"A little manager told me; someone is having his birthday todaaaaay." I say scanning the room for the birthday boy. "Where are you? raise your hand to receive your gift." I see a guy slowly raise his hand, brunet hair and surrounded of friends who made fun of him for his red cheeks, perfect, my favorite kind of show. "Ohhh, I see you. I’m coming baby." I walk down the stage and to his table, the "birthday" music started to play, it’s just a song we always play on birthdays and the Queen on stage will dance for whoever is celebrating that day.

I stand in front of him and I see him gulp at my sigh, he tries to meet my eyes but is too shy to do it. "What’s your name?"

"I-... Nick."

I put the microphone close to my lips again. "Everyone give an applause for Nick." The bar claps, and shouts and whistles for his, he giggles. I leave the mic on his table and I start my performance. I dance for him and him alone.

When the music stops, I was sitting on his right leg, microphone on my hand. His friends holding back laughter and recording us, mostly his red face.

"Happy birthday, Nick." I said and stood up to walk to stage. "Oh." I turn around., "If you want to buy me a drink, my shift ends in 1 hour." I wink at him, the lights turn off and when they turn back on, I was on stage again, my next two songs playing on the speakers.

your shift ends.

"AHHHH, my knees hurt. Why did I choose floor work as a statement for me????" one of my coworkers complain.

"Girl, ask me. My neck hurts, I regret buying those big ass wigs." someone else says.

"Why are you so distracted??" the first one said.

"Nothing."

"Cute birthday boy."

"SHHHH. No, it’s not that, god." I roll my eyes. "See you tomorrow." I wave at them.

"Byeeee, tell us how your date goes." I roll my eyes at this and go outside, hopping that he stayed to buy me a drink.

The manager was standing outside the changing room.

"Wh-"

"Birthday boy wants to buy you a drink. Is he cool or creep? do i kick him out? do I call security?"

"Its fine Ali. I told him he could. thanks for worrying." I kiss their cheek and walk to the main room, searching for him, I can see him... Nick, I can see Nick standing close to the bar nervously looking back to his friends who hyped him up.

I walk to him and stand beside him, leaning into the bar.

"Hi, Larry. Can you make me a margarita?" I turn around and look at him. "Waiting for someone?"

"Oh, hi. I didn’t see you coming." He nervously adjusts his shirt and takes a sip of his water. "What drink do you want?"

"Already ordered."

"Oh... great. Uh, great show. I loved that thing you did on stage when you stood on a chair and all that thing."

"Thanks, Nick."

"How do you know my name??" he seems very nervous. How cute.

"You told me."

"RIGHT! I forgot, how embarrassing." his cheeks light up again.

"You are cute."

"Uh?"

"You are cute, Nick."

After long hours of talking and a quick exchange of numbers, you and Nick start to become closer and closer every time you guys hang out.

He loves to go to your shows, alone or with his friends.

Once the two of you start dating, he will show you off (more than he used to do), he will drag his friends to see you perform, he will post your reels or posts on his stories, he will take millions of pictures and videos of you performing (in everyone video you can hear him scream).

He loves to stare at you while you put your make up and wig on. He thinks you look sexy while doing it.

He will 100% let you dress him up and put make up on him.

Will go with you to buy make up or clothes.

Always wants to be the highest tip after your shows.

Fall in love with you more every time he sees you in high heels or boots.

Always reminds you how much he loves you and how amazed he is at your hard work.

Will kiss your bruised knees (if you do floor work) or massage your back and neck.

Nick will bring flowers to your performances to cheer you up.

Overall, he is the best boyfriend you could ask for.

Taglist: @freshloveforthefit @shywolfapricotfan @sturnphilia @matty-bear @thenickgirl @stvrniolvsp @paige05 @soursturniolo @miloisdone1 @teenagetrash00 @lovely-calypso @h3arts4harry @malirosee

#nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you #nick sturniolo x male reader #sturniolo triplets x reader #nick sturniolo smut

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stealingyourbones · 2 years

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Your asks are back! Im prolly gonna send a few tomorrow bc its late and i have many idea but an idea that Wont Let Me Go:

Danny gets caught by his parents. They dissect him and jazz is the one to free him, but he has to go. Now. But where does he go?

Gotham. The drs fenton went there once and caused enough chaos to be banned from the city or else risk arkham. Its the one place they might not find him.

Danielle goes with him. Maybe shed hunkered down in gotham for a bit, maybe shes passing by amity when sht hits the fan. Either way, its her and danny. They figure it wont be too hard to get by. Break into an empty apartment and hide out there until they get caught, couldnt be too hard, right?

Too bad the building they go for is the one jason stays in, as a civillian, and hes got every apartment on his floor so that the risk of a neighbor seeing him as hood is minimal. Jason has to figure out how these kids got into the apartment and who is making them spy on red hood.

He does this by giving them the one thing kids in need cant afford to turn down- free meals. He invites them over to cook and teaches them how, both to see what hes dealing with and give them those skills once theyre out of whatever situation theyre in.

This goes on for a while before jason had the horrifying realization.

Hes turing into Bruce. Two kids in need with black hair and blue eyes who tense up when vigilantes are brought up? Hes never going to live this down. Probably frantically texts dick(?) About how hes turing into bruce and then doesnt elaborate

Unbeknowst to him, theyve secretly been "treating" him by acting as filters/replacing some of his extoplasm so he can be sure of his control over his feelings. This doesnt necessarily make him 100% calm all of the time, he still gets angry pretty easily, but. Jason gets control of himself back.

As they get closer they start being significantly more domestic. Somehow nobody has crashed jasons apartment while theyre there (they dip invisibly) and jasons relationship with bruce has improved as he no longer has to worry about pit rage taking over. Hes trying to figure out how to break the news to bruce that hes a grandfather even though he hasnt officially adopted them yet.

Dani, on the other side of town, is gossiping with a cool girl at the library named barbara about how shes been trying to figure out how to tell her neighbor that Hes Her Dad Now.

(Danny doesnt call him dad. He cant, anymore. But theyre still family)

Jason decides to introduce the topic of them meeting bruce (because 1. even though its still rocky their relationship has improved and 2. He wants it to be on his terms) and dani bursts out with the "I have a GRANDPA???????" and from there on commits to calling jason her dad and bruce (unmet) her grandpa.

Bruce meets them first and is just. In awe. He has grandchildren. His emotional constipation vs his absolute adoration of the fact hes a GRANDPARENT fight fight fight.

When danny and dani eventually meet everyone theyre all like oh sick bruce picked up a duo this time nice to meet you. And they absolutely cannot comprehend it when bruce and jason walk in and dani goes to jason first. Nobody expected jason to take on bruces adoption tendencies but they should have.

(Also fun hc i couldnt work in naturally but i do fully stand by- the ectoplasm in dannys body does affect his injuries somewhat, meaning he heals naturally very quickly from most ghost fights. Why?

It heales based on emotional healing.

He doesnt really care all too much about the average cut from one of his rogues and they heal within the day, but a hit from valerie takes a few weeks.

The first injury his parents ever gave him still hurts.

He can barely move and cant talk for the first few weeks with jason. Only once he starts feeling safe with him do the cuts start coming back together.)

The casualness of “hi so glad your asks came back” [drops at least 1k worth of fucking stellar content that’s basically a fic] is just making me truly awestruck. God I’ve missed seeing y’all’s neat ideas.

I dont have any words that I can say that could describe just how wonderful this is so I’ll write a lil addition to it instead because I am in love with this sm.

Jason’s point of view when he’s slowly getting better and isnt afraid to meet his family because of the pit rage, has he explained that’s the reason he distanced himself? Do the bats just think that this is simply Jason finally getting the courage to reach out? Do they know that the Pit rage is stopping Jason and do they try to help him by using alternative means of communication? How much do they help and understand.

When Jason experiences his first injury. How much does it hurt? Valerie shoots him with an ectogun. How much is this man in pain for and does he have to fight pit rage inside him to not lash out and attack her after being injured?

And how does his core react to his new kids. This I NEED to know

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc comics #writing prompts #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #bones replies #this is some stellar writing my guy #ever-after-aaa

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dokoni-mo · 2 years

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I’ve arrived with more horny william brain rot!

There is little doubt in my mind that our favorite afton to slut up likes to read. He’d probably love to share that with his darling bunny. And you absolutely know that man is making the polaroids he took into bookmarks. He just loves to see his bunny everywhere!

Bunny is in fact a college student, and sometimes certain classes end up requiring/give the option for a field trip. And that trip happens to fall on a weekend. They’re a little bummed, Willy is like actually depressed (lol), so bunny decided to hide a little something for him. As a ✨treat✨

So when afton wakes up Saturday, he reaches over for his book to read a little (because what else is there to do when his little rabbit is gone), and his usually bookmark feels a lot more lumpy than usual. So he opens it and what does he find? Polaroids of his precious, lovely bunny in nothing but his shirt, and a pair of her panties 💜

YEAH i uhhh,,

warnings: age-gap relationship (reader is 20 will is almost 40 yall know the drill), swearing, smoking, drinking, dom/sub undertones, sir kink, not proof read AGAIN IM SRY

"What? What do you mean the whole weekend?"

It had been an especially hard week for the brit at his diner. For one reason or another, it seemed as if nearly every single damn brat in that town just had to have a birthday that week. The diner was booked from start to finish every day of the week. William was frustrated. But every day drew him closer to the weekend. Closer to when he'd be able to see you again. And god did he fucking miss you. He missed his little bunny next to him; kissing them, holding them. Coming up with so many fun activities to show you.

But, it was in the past now. It was Friday. You'd be over tomorrow, and help relieve him of his pent-up stress like the good bunny you were.

Right?

Wrong.

"I knowwww, I'm sorry!" You pleaded with him at the other end of the phone, the older man taking a long, drawn out puff of his cigarette, "I just totally forgot about it until today!"

William sighed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, leaning against the wall, "And you're certain you have to go, love?"

"Yeah..." you sighed back, "It's required for my major. And I already rescheduled it last month, too. I can't do it again or I fail."

"Bunny, the weekends are our time together. You know this."

"I knoww, and I'm sorry! I'd stay behind if I could but I just can't. I'm sorry, Will. I'll be back for next weekend though!"

William took another puff of his cigarette, "Are you certain you can't come over even for a little? I... I miss you, bunny. It's been a tough week, and... I want you."

You let out a sympathetic hum, "I miss you too. But I have to go. I'm sorry."

"Alright." William sighed, "Fine. But don't expect to get off the hook next time I see you, little one. You need to tell me these things sooner rather than later."

The brit heard you giggle over the phone, "It'll be fine, Will. Surely you can survive two weeks without me."

"Getting smart with me now, hm?"

"No, sir."

William let out a pleased hum, "Good bunny. I'll miss you, okay? Have fun for me, alright? I'll be here waiting for you."

"I will, I will... Hey, before I forget; you remember that book you gave me, right? The old, thick and dusty one?"

"It's not old, love. It's classic."

You giggled again, "Classic, sure. Well, I finished it. I'll leave it in your mailbox before I go. Maybe that'll keep you occupied until I get back."

"Nothing could replace your company, little one. But, thank you. That's very kind."

"It's no problem. I gotta go pack now, Will. I'm sorry again. I'll see you next saturday, okay?"

"...Alright, bunny. Have fun. I love you."

"Love you too."

~~~

It was odd to have an empty house on the weekends. While William was used to Michael being away at his mother's, the house felt more depressing than usual without you in it. Dull. Grey. No life whatsoever.

William didn't drink often, not at all. He never found it to be that classy, and he wasn't about to throw his charm to the wind over alcohol. But god fucking damn it. He missed you so fucking much that Saturday afternoon. His cigarettes weren't having their usual kick to them. He needed something stronger to fill the void where you should be.

Pouring his second glass of whiskey for the evening, he couldn't help but wonder how you were. Your college was taking you an entire state away from him. Those fucking bastards. How dare they drag you so far away from him. What if you got hurt? Or in trouble? And he wasn't there to save his precious bunny? You knew his number, sure, but you were still so fucking far away from him. And a lot can happen so many miles away.

William took a large swig of the alcohol.

Fucking hell. He missed you so damn much.

He knew you didn't mean to tell him about the trip so late. You were a good bunny. Hell, he was the entire reason you didn't go when you were supposed to. He vaguely remembered convincing you to stay in town the first time you told him about it. You had just forgotten this time, surely. He couldn't stay mad at you for that. It was hard for him to stay mad at you in general. You were just too cute.

But William was miserable. He didn't want this shit to happen again. You would need to learn your lesson. And he'd make you learn it next time you were over.

But would he? Thinking of it now, it was hard for him to imagine giving you any sort of punishment. He just wanted you close to him. To pull you in his lap and kiss those sweet lips of yours. Hold you close to him. Lie down on his chest while he read his books before bed.

Oh, yes. That's right. The book he leant you. You said you'd give it back before you left.

Maybe he should take your advice. Use it to get his mind off you.

Finishing up his glass, William finished up his glass before he walked to the front door, opening and shutting it behind him as he made his way to the mailbox. The cool breeze of the sunset blew his neatly-combed hair out of place, washing over his pale skin. Upon opening up his mailbox, sure enough. The book he leant you was in there. But, it was... strange. Looked a lot fatter than normal.

The older man reached in and took the book out, brow furrowing in slight confusion. Leaning against the mailbox to shut it, the brit opened up the pages to see inside.

...

Oh.

William could feel the heat creep down his neck and cheeks.

Oh.

Oh, bunny. Sweet bunny.

Strewn about the pages was a handful of polaroid pictures. Pictures of you. In so many different positions... so many. He could see the plushness of your thighs. Your sweet little smile. Those big, gorgeous doe eyes. Your cute little pair of underwear...

You even still had some of the marks he'd given you last time you were over. And was that his dress shirt? It certainly was. How long have you had that, little one? Why, sir barely noticed that it was gone. Stealing his things now, are we? Naughty bunny.

You've been so bad recently, haven't you? William didn't much appreciate that. You had earned yourself a punishment, bunny. You probably know that just as sir does though, don't you? Was this your attempt at getting out of it?

William calmly shut the book, but quickly walked back into his house.

It worked, bunny.

For now.

#I JUST ALK;FDJA;FLS #CHERRY BEING THE DEATH OF ME PART 2 #GOODNESS GRACIOUS THE FOOD YOU GIVE US #IM HOWLING #william afton x you #william afton x reader

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bisexual-queenie · 11 months

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Could you please write more BNHA Pro Heroes as Incorrect Quotes. I need a Pt.2

OMG Im so happy that someone wanted a part 2 to one of my favorite posts that I made!! Here yall go!

(Few trigger warnings before we begin: Use if swearing, and mentions of violence an alcohol. Let me know if I missed anything!)

Ships mentioned (Vaugley and outright): Erasermic, Edgejeanist, Nightmight, and Kamui x Mount Lady

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Eraserhead: You have to apologize to Takeyama.

Midnight: Fine.

Midnight: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

All Might: You often use humor to deflect trauma.

Nighteye: Thank you!

All Might: I didn't say that was a good thing.

Nighteye: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny.

Present Mic: Do you remember that horrible roommate you had back in college?

Eraserhead: You mean you?

Mount Lady: Sometimes I feel like dying.

Kamui Woods: Wha-

Mount Lady: And then I remember that I won't be able to see you if I do.

Kamui Woods: *blushes*

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Best Jeanist: Sometimes I feel like dying.

Edgeshot: Good for you.

Miruko: Do I look nice?

Fat Gum: You look like you're about to set someone on fire.

Miruko: Perfect.

Present Mic: A fistfight CAN be romantic.

Miruko: And you know what the worst part is?

Ryukyuu: That you're having to process your pain without vodka?

Miruko: No.

Miruko: Yeah.

Midnight: If you found out you only had one day left to live, what would you do with it?

Eraserhead: Say goodbye and mend my relationships.

Present Mic: Something illegal.

Shirakumo: Accept my fate.

Tensei: I would message ten people saying that if they didn't forward the message to 10 other people, I would die tomorrow.

Eraserhead: What?

Shirakumo: That's fucking awesome. Can I change my answer?

Eraserhead: Hizashi, just GO TO THE HOSPITAL

Present Mic: Who's stab wound is this???? Is it OUR stab wound???? No! Stay out of it!

Hawks: I'm the proud owner of an IQ of 5 (and a half)!

Endeavor: Not for long.

Hawks: Please. It's all I have.

Present Mic: "Ladies and gentlemen" is unnecessarily gendered, overly formal, lengthy, and honestly I'm falling asleep already.

Present Mic: "Cowards", on the other hand, is inclusive to all genders, casual and fun. Short and to the point, exciting, and dramatic.

Nighteye: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.

Present Mic: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

Gang Orca: I made lightly fried fish fillets for dinner.

Edgeshot: Kuugo, It’s 1:15 am, what the fuck.

Gang Orca: Do you want the lightly fried fish fillets or not.

Edgeshot: Well, I mean yeah.

Gang Orca: So come downstairs while they’re still hot.

Best Jeanist: Wait, you just made them?

Gang Orca: Yeah, I wasn’t tired so I decided to make lightly fried fish fillets.

Edgeshot: Say lightly fried fish fillets one more time Kuugo.

Present Mic: *speaking Spanish*

Eraserhead: I know, I know.

All Might: You speak Spanish?

Eraserhead: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Hizashi speaks.

All Might: I would never say that Mirai is a bitch and I don’t don’t like him. That’s not true…Mirai is a bitch and I like him so much!

Edgeshot: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

*Present Mic sneezes*

Eraserhead: Hizashi, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*anyone else sneezes*

Eraserhead: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

Hawks: Uptown Funk would've made it into the Shrek Soundtrack.

Miruko: That's the truest statement I've ever heard.

Fat Gum: Hey Sasaki?

Nighteye: Yeah?

Fat Gum: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?

Nighteye:

Nighteye: ...What.

Ryukyuu: So, what's it like living with Hakamada?

Edgeshot: They once referred to sand as "heterosexual glitter."

Ryukyuu: ...

Edgeshot: I love them so much.

Fat Gum: I’m sorry, I really flew off the handle back there. It was like the handle was a bald guy going really fast, and I was his toupée.

Someone interviewing the Lurkers: What are the hardest things to say?

Mount Lady: I was wrong.

Edgeshot: I need help.

Kamui Woods: Worcestershire sauce.

Eraserhead: You’re drunk.

Present Mic: Correction: drinking. Present tense. Grammar, Shouta.

Endeavor: How did none of you hear what I just said?!

Hawks: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Best Jeanist: I got distracted halfway through.

Edgeshot: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

Hawks: If you put a milkshake in one yard and crack open a cold one in another yard, which yard would the boys go to?

All Might: Schrödinger's boys.

Miruko: FUCK!

Present Mic: What about cracking open a cold milkshake?

Nighteye: As we all know, the milkshake brings the boys to the yard. The presence of the boys is a prerequisite for the cracking open of a cold one, but cold ones do not have any inherent boy-attracting abilities. Milkshakes, however, do.

Nighteye: All else being equal, the boys would proceed to the milkshake yard. While it is possible to announce the presence of cold ones in the hope of attracting some boys, the pull of the milkshake is much more powerful by comparison.

Hawks: ...

All Might: ...

Miruko: ...

Present Mic: ...

Nighteye: Mind you, all of this nonsense hinges on whether or not the boys are back in town.

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jqmalikhsgib · 6 months

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stars

two

yn had been here so many times, it hurt less and less each time. she knew once she shared a little bit about her life people would pry more and more. this had been different though.

yn has been ready to tell the world about her amazing boyfriend and their adorable kid, but she wanted to do it at her own pace, in her own time.

slowly giving the world hints on who the man of the hour had been is amazing. millions of people speculating who it could be, she’d admit, it’s fun watching them squirm. she even replied to some fans that asked about him.

she loves sharing a little piece of herself. what she didn’t like was the obsessive prying eyes of the media. they found the location of aarons work, camping outside the building in case she had come out holding hands with the infamous mystery man. unfortunately they got nothing from her.

she hated that they’ve stalk her and they could potentially stalk aaron. aaron kept reassuring her that he’d be okay. he was sorta use to the cameras and a bit of the spotlight—dave is a famous author after all—paparazzi camped out the building long before they even met. yn just didn’t want him to get hurt by these vultures. aaron just laughs at her antics because, well, he’s an fbi agent. nothing a few paparazzi could do to him is anything like he’s had done while being on the field.

she realized how silly it is to fear for his safety. she just didn’t want this to ruin their relationship. it’s one of the many reasons why she stays in virginia and not in california or new york city. it’s quite quaint and simple.

the next few weeks had been pretty busy for yn. she’s been working on her own cosmetic line and another studio album. she’s excited for her new brand and possibly her last album for a little while.

yn is ready to slow down a little! her and aaron’s relationship is going amazing and she wants to eventually get married and have more kids. technically speaking, they’re already engaged! aaron proposed to her last year. she said yes immediately, but she didn’t want to officially get married until she was ready to take a break from music and do one last world tour for a little while. she also didn’t wanna tell anyone he had proposed just yet. not wanting people to know until they’re officially ready to plan the wedding.

aaron’s beyond proud of his girl. she’s finally doing something she’s wanted for awhile besides music! yn had been talking about becoming more of an entrepreneur for about two years now but had been afraid she’d failed. aaron assured her that she’d be very successful simply because she is smart and talented. her fans will love anything and everything she puts out there.

“darling, come to bed.” aaron whispers in her ear as he wraps his arms around her waist. she’s doing some last minute touches on a few designs she had in mind. not knowing how she wanted the logo for her cosmetic line to look.

“in a minute, babe. just gotta figure this out.” yn concentrate on a few photos. aaron sighs. he spins her around, gently grabs the papers, and sets them down. aaron caresses her cheek and kisses her gently. “hey, they’ll be there in the morning. you’ve barely got a lick of sleep the last few days. im worried about you.” aaron frowns. he rest his chin on top of her head. she sighs as she wraps her arms around his waist

“im sorry, baby. just want everything to be perfect.”

“and they will, yeah? because you’re a genius! but you don’t need to overwork or stress yourself. what is it you always tell me, huh?”

yn smiles. “work will be there tomorrow, family may not.”

“exactly! our son misses his mammas cuddles.”

yn felt awful.

“hey, i know what you’re thinking. none of that, you hear!” aaron leafs no room for arguments

she hums. “where’s my boy?”

“upstairs in his bed. he’s waiting for us to read him his favorite bedtime story. says he wants you to do it because you do the voices better.” aaron playfully scoffs.

“of course i do! mister monotone.”

“im not monotoned.” aaron argues. yn just shakes her head as she heads upstairs to their sons room. aaron follows right behind.

“ready, baby?” yn asked as she gently walks into jacks room.

“yeah, mamma!”

#aaron hotchner x black!reader #aaron hotch fic #aaron hotch fanfiction #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotchner x fem!reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #jqhotchner #jqhotchner masterlist #stars jqhotchner #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x female reader

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graciegoeskrazy · 13 days

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idea - what do you think it would be like when charli first introduced george to her daughter??? the idea has been pingponging in my head for a bit. ALSO! how do you think george would feel/react

LOVE THIS

Y'all had actually met before when him, matty and your mom were working together on the vocals for 'spinning'

the plan was kind of last minute so you had no choice but to come to the studio with your mom - not that you minded at all

you had heard about the band before but knew very little about them or the band

other than the fact that your mom was a fan and admired them

They were nice, your mom sounded beautiful as always, you mainly stayed quiet and scrolled on your phone because you knew they more than likely only had one night to do this and didn't want to be in the way and you were content watching random things on tiktok

you all said goodbye, it was fun, songs a hit, yay that's it

right?

WRONG THEY START DAITING

it wasnt official official for awhile but they were texting nonstop and clearly something was happening they just didn't know what exactly

as much as she didn't talk about it or swore against it you didn't miss how she smiled nearly everytime she got a notification or how the one time you caught a glance at it the contact said "George💚"

which you thought was interesting

the truth was that even though Charli really really liked George and vise versa they were both busy as hell and currently on opposite sides of the country and they didn't want to tell you until they knew for sure and were able to actually see each other

especially because your mom and broken up with her long time boyfriend not that long ago

and hurt you too

a lot

eventually the NME awards were taking place

and you were your mums date!

at the table you noticed her friend give a suggestive nod to somewhere on the other side of the room to which your mom sighed and smiled and shook her head no

"what?" you asked

"oh its nothing darling. I was just trying to get you mom to say hi to a familiar face. that's all."

Charli slapped her friends leg under the table

you realized the table she was nodding to was the one George and the band were at

you also realized she was staring back and forth the whole night

he was too

iwishyoudtalktalkwishyoudtalktalkwishyoudtalktalk

anywhooooo cut to a few days later

your mom was throwing another party or whatever

and said she needed to talk to you

"someone very special to me to gonna come over tomorrow during the party-"

"Its George."

she was FLABERGASTED

like she thought she did a good job of hiding everything from you all this time but guess not!

"What?!"

"It's George. You're talking about George. He's the 'someone special' right?" you said giving a smirk

her jaw was on the floor

"How do you know that? Who told you that?!"

you just gave her a look and said "Im young not dumb and oblivious mom."

She just smiled so big and pulled you into a hug.

okay so as if its a surprise to anyone - George is a nervous wreck :)

like practically pacing

Its not like the whole point of this party was for you and George to meet

and like more than half of the people there didn't even know they were dating

and charli and george weren't even sure if you were going to make an appearance

but ya did

You knew him and your mom were anxious about the meeting so u decided to have fun with it

you waited till you mom left the kitchen and it was just George and a couple of other people who weren't paying attention

You grabbed a drink and a small plate of food dropping a casual "hey George." as you did it

you could sense his heart rate quickening it was halarious

He cleared his throat, "Hey, y/n. How've you been."

You shrugged "Fine...You've been busy though?"

"Y/n Aitchison." You mom sternly said form behind startiling you

you said "sorry" and gave him a genuine smile before heading back upstairs

They both laughed so hard once you left

He was nice it wasnt like you would mess with his tooooo much

....

........

just a little bit maybe

it could be worse

she could be dating matty

#awe #the 1975 #x daughter!reader #george daniel x daughter!reader #george daniel #george daniel x you #george daniel x reader

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snowwolflover · 10 months

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A Deal is a Deal Part 1-5

Part 1

My name is Tiffany and this is the story of how my life ended up the way that it is. The important parts of the story are simple, just remember "A Deal is A Deal".

It all started a few days before Halloween, I stood in my room at the sorority house getting in to my costume for the part tonight. I have on my sexy black lace lingerie, My legs freshly shaved and the thin hose pull tightly up them and clipped in place. My black leather skirt sitting skin tight on my body and lose sexy red top that showed off my breast, which are being pushed up by the black lace matching bra. I look in the mirror and to check my long blonde hair to make sure it's pulled back just right and the glasses I have are sitting in my hair the way I want. I pick up the folder on my desk that has a lable on the front that reads "Grade book" and I get the long thick ruler next to it. Im ready to go and I walk out of the room in to the sorority hallway seeing all the other girls running around trying to finish getting ready. A devil, an angel, a cat, a maid all the things you would expect to see are running around. I walk down stairs to the living room to find so friends waiting for me and the last of girls to get ready.

I make it down stairs and say hi to everyone and see Katherine my best friend, she's dressed as a school girl for the night. "Have you been behaving? is your homework done? I don't want to see you in detention tomorrow young lady." I jokingly say. "Yes Miss Quinn" she replies back. we both laugh and I give her a kiss. once everyone else is downstairs and ready, we all head out the door and across campus to the party at the fraternity. Once we all arrive, we start to break in to smaller groups and wonder around. Kat stays with me and we go get drinks and say hi to others we know. As we make are rounds we ran in to a friend from the sorority house, Grace. Grace was dressed as a baby tonight, she is very small in size and had short brown hair. she was in a onesie and some leggings. "Grace, who's watching you tonight baby girl" Kat asks her. "No one, I'm alone right now" She replied. "Oh no baby, you can't be alone, Come with us and we will keep an eye on you baby." I tell her as reached for her hand "Don't worry we will take care of you tonight and as long as you are a good girl and behave we will have fun at the party, Deal?" I added, Grace looked down kind of scared then back to me and shook her head yes. We start to walk towards the back yard and Grace stops for a moment "Wait.. my bag" she says as she points over to a chair. Kat walked over and grabbed the bag and takes a look at it. It was a real diaper bag and was fully loaded . "Wow Grace, you went all out on this didn't you?" Kat laughed. "

It's from the kids I nanny for." Grace said. We all walked outside and looked at the backyard. It was a very nice house and the pool was beautiful. We stood around talking for a little while until a group of the guys who lived there started getting wild around us. They were wrestling with each other and bumping in to everyone. We decided to move around the pool to get away from them but as we started to walk one of the guys bumped in to us and tripped. He stumbled back more and grabbed out to stop himself but ended up getting Graces hand. That pulled her off balance to and Kat and I tried to stop them but they fell in to the pool. We got Grace out as fast as we could but she was completely wet and crying by that point. One of the older guys from the house came over and yelled at the brothers that were wrestling for hurting the girls. he turned to us and apologized for everything. He offered to do anything he could to help. I looked over at the bag Kat was holding for grace and then back to the guy. "Can you show us somewhere we can get her cleaned up please" I snapped. He quickly agreed and showed up in to the house and upstairs. He told us he's the president of this chapter and his name was Colt, as he walked us upstairs, "don't worry I will deal with those other guys too. Ok here we are, So on the left is my room and I have my own bathroom in there if you need. On the right is the common bathroom, it has a lock if you would prefer to go in there. towel are in my room and your welcome to those." He says. "Thank you I replied, we will use your room". He nods to us and then Calls over a younger guy. He turns back to us and tells us "This is Rob, he is my pledge.

He's going to stand outside the door for you to make sure no one try's to bother any of you while you get cleaned up." he turns to Rob, "Text me when they are all done or if they need anything you can't get taken care of. I'm going to deal with the other guys". with that colt patted Rob on the shoulder and then walked back down stairs. The girls and I went in the room and locked the door. Grace was still very upset at this point so Kat went in to start the shower for her and I walked her over by the bed. I helped get her out of her onesie and then pulled down her leggings. She seemed very shy standing in front of my in nothing but some rubber ducky panties but with out saying anything I helped slide those down too and then sent her in to Kat. Kat got her in the shower to get cleaned up and walked back in the main room. She sat on the bed next to me "She is pretty upset from the pool, I don't know if it's because she ruined her costume or because she she doesn't know how to swim or what" Kat says. "I know she's upset but she's safe now and we told her we would look after her tonight, so that's what we are going to do. Let's check the bag and see if she has any dry clothes." Kat and I start to go through the bag little by little. It's was loaded with stuff for a toddler and an infant. But there were some other stuff loaded in to it as well. I found an extra onesie for her in the bag but thats the only piece of clothing for her. Her make up and a brush were in there too. I laid the onesie on the bed and then found a roll of plastic bags, the kind you use for old diapers.

I pulled one off and Kat and I put her wet clothes in it. As we were loading everything in I saw her rubber ducky panties again and picked them up and held them out to look at them. "Wow, she is small for her age... I wonder..." I said. I reached in the bag and pulled out a princess pull up and held it up and looked at Kat. She started to laugh right away. "Really?" she said. "Well she packed a second onesie but no other clothes or underwear so there really isn't anything else, and we did say we would take care of her. A deal is a deal" Kat laughed again at what I said as we heard the water turn off. "Ok, let me go get the baby" she added as she walked in to the bathroom. As Kat got Grace dried off I started getting things ready. I laid out the changing pad, her onesie, powder and the pull up. Kat laid Grace in to the room again and over to the bed. We told her to lay down so we can get her taken care of, Grace was hesitant but did as we asked. once she laid down I started humming hush little baby as I grabbed the powder. I reached over and pushed her legs apart exposing her most private parts to me so I could apply it. Grace started to jump a bit but Kat grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back down and picked up the pacifier from the bag and put it in Graces mouth. "Your ok baby" Kat told her. I applied the powder and rubbed it in both front and back and then grabbed the pull up. I worked it a bit to make sure it stretched out and then slid it up her legs. It was tight but it fit. next was the onesie, this one had strawberry's all over it. we got it on and snapped in place. We all stood up and got the bag repacked up and ready to go. Kat looked back at Grace and then reached in and grabbed a bib out of the bag and put it on her too. "It helps the look" she says.

Grace looked scared to go out to the party dressed like that. In a pull up and no pants on. "Don't worry baby, it's Halloween. No one is going to say anything and even if they do we will just say we made you do it as your big sisters and if they tease you they will answer to us." Grace nodded her head, pacifier still in her mouth and we opened the door. Rob was still standing outside and greated us at the door. He asked us what we would like to do and Kat told him we need to go get fresh drinks. Rob lead us down stairs to the kitchen while texting Clot and once there he asked for our drink request. We looked at the bar tender they had hired for the even and gave our order and he started making them. Colt came walking in from out back with the guy from the pool in tow. As they got to us and stopped Colt looked back at the other guy with a very stern look. "I'm very sorry I knocked you in the pool, I shouldn't have been so rough around you lady's." He stamerd. Colt then added "Jimmy here and the other guys will be cleaning up after this party and then coming by your house first thing in the morning to help with ANY chores your house need too. Your president is a friend of mine and we take care of each other's house's" With that Colt dismisses Jimmy. The bar tender starts to pass the new drinks to us. "Wow that's a big drink for you little one" Colt jokes with Grace. She blushes and hides her face behind my back.

Kat takes this chance and pipes in "You know you might be right, TIff you study early childhood development. She a baby like this have a big cup like that?" "No, I think a baby would have something a little safer so they don't spill it." I replied with out thinking. Kat Laughed and grabbed the bottle out of the bag and took the drink from Grace, she posted it in and put the top back on and handed it back to grace who gave her a dirty look. "That's better" Kat joked. Colt lead us back outside and we all talked for a while longer. "Again, I'm sorry for those guys, I hope you can forgive us." Colt says. "Well someone is definitely getting detention for it" I said as I tapped on my book with my finger. Colt cracked a smile and said "Well if it has to happen then it has to happen, I'll take it since it happened at my house, Deal?" I shock my head yes and then the girls and I made it over to some lounge chairs near by with a good view. Kat sat in one and I sat in the next one over. Grace sat on the end of mine right away. Colt told us he would keep an eye out for us the rest of the night but excused himself to deal with other thing. As he left Grace crawled up the chair and into my lap with her bottle. I cuddled her while she drank it all. Kat looked on and laughed under her breath. We stayed sitting there for about an hour before I looked over at Kat and recommend we head back to the house. Kat agreed and we started to get up. I helped grace of of my lap and to her feet but as I was helping her I thought I felt a wet spot on her onesie. I stood up after her and then asked Kat to grab the diaper bag for us. I quickly and as discreetly as I could I check Graces diaper and found she was in fact wet. I didn't say anything about it and just lead everyone back to the house. We made it back and I offered to let everyone crash in my room if they wanted, my roommate had gone home for a few days anyway so I had extra room. They agreed and Kat went to her room to get changed for bed.

Grace started to turn and do the same but I just guided her in to my room instead. I laid the changing pad back on the bed and turned to grace. I gently guided her to lay down and then unsnapped her onesie and reveal her wet pull up. Grace was basically alseep by this time so I undid the side and cleaned her up with baby wipes from the bag and then pulled out another pull up. As I was getting her in the new one Kat walked in. I turned and put a finger to my lips telling her to be quiet. She walked over and whispered "What, Did she really" I cut her off and handed her the wet pull up and a bag to put it in. "Oh my god, wow, she did" Kat added. I pointed to the trash and Kat put the pull up in the bag and tossed it in the trash while I got the new one in place. I got the onesie off Grace and grabbed a sleep shirt from my closet and put it on her. I tucked her in my bed with her pacifier and then took out a clean bottle from the bag and filled it with some water bottles I had and laid it next to her in bed. I told Kat she could take the other bed if she wanted and I would sleep on the couch we had as I walked over to the closet to change for bed.

A deal is a deal part 2

I woke up the next morning around 10am. I looked around the room for a min just checking on everything and I see that Kat had already left. Grace was still in the bed, but she rolled over and is facing the wall right now. I sat up on the coach and stretched out and then got up and left the room to go use the bathroom. I came back to the room when I was done and I checked on Grace. The bottle I had given her was a little more then half gone. I left the blanket up a little and reached under it to check. The sleep shirt I had put her in was bunched up over her and waste line so it was easy to check the pull up. As I expected she was wet again but thankfully it didn't leak yet. I left her there for now and went back over and sat on the couch and grabbed my phone.

Me: Hey Kat, are you ok? How you feeling this morning?

Kat: Hey Tiff, Ya I'm ok. Had to be at work this morning at 9.

Me: Ok, Just wanted to make sure you were ok after the long night.

Kat: ya I'm good, How's the baby doing? LOL

Me: Be nice.

Me: she still asleep right now. I'll let you know when she wakes up.

Me: I'm probably going to be coming down that way this afternoon, do you need anything?

Kat: No I think I'm ok. I feel fine now, just not looking forward to homework after I get off.

Me: Ya I get it. I'm glad I didn't have any right now. My psych class has been killing me with all the homework.

Kat: Ok I got to go, I'll see you later. ❤️

I spent the next little bit just playing around on my phone until I saw Grace start to wake up. I set the phone down and walked over and sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her back. She turned her head and looked at me with a smile and said good morning in her half groggy state. She started to stretch out in the bed and suddenly her face changed, she looked concerned. she started to pull the blanket back in place over her body and her hand hit the bottle that was laying next to her and again her eye went wide. "Sweetie, You ok. It's just me here. Your fine" I say in a very calm voice. "Last night... I... it was just a costume... then the pool... and drinks...I mean" She stammered. "Slow down hun, everything is ok. No one is judging you or upset at you" I tell her. "do you need anything right now?" I added. Grace looked around the room like she was trying to figure out what to do next. "I could use some more clothes or something so I can get back to my room and clean up" She mumbled. I got up off the bed and walked over to my closet and grabbed out my big robe and a pair of baggy boys basketball shorts and walked back over. "Would these help?" I asked her. She shook her head yes and grabbed the shorts and pulled them under the covers with her. "Would you like some help with that wet pull up?" I asked her. Her face went bright red when she heard the words.

"I'm only wearing one because you guys put me in it and NO it's not wet" she snapped back. "Hold on one minute little girl, we said we would look after you and that's what we did. we only put you in that because there were not other underwear to put you in. Then when we were coming home I found that you had wet the one last night so I changed you back here. As for you one your in right now I've already checked and I know for a fact it's not dry. Now if you want to keep that kind of attitude up I will take you across my lap here and now, do you need that" I said back in my most confident and "Adult" tone. She looked completely shock and then nodded her head yes and finally mumbled "Yes ma'am, I'm sorry" and she kind of sank down in place. "it's ok sweetie, come on let me help". I pulled the blanket back and revealed her very very wet pull up. I gently pulled her up from the bed and took her to the couch. I sat down and stood her in front of me and then I grabbed some baby wipes from the diaper bag and undid the sides of the pull up. I wiped her of quickly and bagged everything up. I grabbed the shorts she had in her hand and held them open for her and she stepped in to them. "What do you have planned for the day?" I asked her to try to change the topic a bit. She looked at the diaper bag and moved a few things around inside of it and then said "I'm going to have to go to the store and get some more supplies for the bag and a few things for myself too, later tonight I have to go take care of the kids." By this point I had gotten up and started to get myself a pair of lose pants too. "Ok well I have to go down that way too. Would you like a ride?" I offered. She nodded her head yes to me so then I added "Ok then let's both go get showered and dressed and we can go."

A deal is a deal

part 3

The two of us walked hand in hand down the hall to the showers. There were 2 showers, 1 across the hall from the other. The one on the left was occupied at the moment so I told Grace to go first and gave her a pat on the bottom as I guided her to the room with my other hand. "When your done go get dressed in your room and then just meet me back in mine." I told her. She agreed and closed the door. I waited a few minutes and the left door opened and I went in after she left. I stripped down and took a quick shower to clean up for the day and then went back to my room wrapped in a towel, carrying my old clothes in my hand.

Back in my room I started to get myself ready for the day. I've had a thing for the pin up look for years now so most of my clothes are in that style. Today I put on a light green dress with white trim and some matching white lace underwear. I did my hair up to match the style. As I was finishing my hair up Grace knocked at my door and I told her to come on in. "Are feeling better now sweet" I asked her. She said yes she was and I turned to see her. She was dressed in a tight fitting shirt, her small chest still pushed up and out of the top a bit, and a very short jean skirt. I knew this was her attempt to seem like more of an adult after yesterday but I didn't say anything at the moment. I was still getting my hair and make up done and I could see her in the mirror. She had her phone in one hand and was looking in the bag and then typing things. After a few minutes she zipped the bag closed and was just playing on her phone.

once I was done myself I grabbed my purse and keys and called over to her "You ready to go?" "Yes ma'am" she replied with out even looking away from her phone. Then she caught herself "Oh um... I mean Yes I'm ready." She changed her words. I reached my hand out for her and held her hand as we started to walk out of the room and to the front of the house. We got to my car and I unlocked it as we approached and let go of her hand and with a small smack on her butt I told her to hop in. She turned and gave me a playful dirty look and yelled "hey" as she went to the other side of the care.

We pulled out in to traffic and started making our way over to the main street. "So what all do you need to do while we are out here?" I asked. "I need to get some groceries for myself and get a few things to reload the bag and I wanted to look at some clothes too if that's ok with you?" I laughed and said "Yes sweetie, I'm free today so we can do what ever you need to, Also I need to grab some groceries too and I always like looking at clothes. I did promise Kat I would swing by the coffee shop and see her too. She was worried about you after last night too." Grace blushed and nodded her head. "So can we talk a little about last night and everything that happened? " I asked. Grace looked down at her feet and then mumbles "Ya..." I wait a moment and then ask. "Well, is there a reason you picked that costume?" Grace started to fiddle with her hand and then said "Well I thought the onesies were cute, I couldn't pick which one I wanted so I ordered both. Also I had the bag and everything so I had the extras already." "Ok, well it was very cute." I said, by this point we were pulling in to a parking lot so we could walk to the different shops.

We got out of the car and started walking to a clothing store near by. We entered the store and looked around for a little bit holding things up and showing each other before we collected a few things we wanted to try on then we walked back to the dressing rooms. We each took a room and and started trying things on. We took turns showing each other and getting feed back. At one point Grace came out with a pair of pants that were to big for her, she asked me if I could run and grab the other pair for her really fast since she was having to hold them up. I agreed and grabbed a smaller size for her and came back. I knocked on the door and then opened it quick. She was standing in her shirt and panties, a black G string. I had her the pants and then laughed at said "Cute panties, very different from the ones you had on the other day." Grace just smiled and pulled the new pants on. This time they fit great and she loved them, it was all over her face. I put back the clothes I didn't like in e and grabbed the 3 things I did like while Grace tried the rest of her stuff on. When she was done she can out and put some back and held on to 5 things. "I'm not sure which of these to get, I only have enough for 2 things at best" she says. I look at them with her and and we talk about them and what she liked. "How about I take care of it for you this time? it's my treat." I tell her. she looks shocked and stuttered out "But..why...I mean, that's alot of money?" I just gather up her things with mine and tell her "It's fine, I got it. Think of it as the big sorority sister helping out little sister." She smiled at me. "But my big sister from my pledge class graduated, I don't technically have one in the house anymore" she added. "Oh? well we can look in to that later if you want?" I said as I walked up to the register to pay for everything.

What no one here knows about me is that my family comes from money, Now I'm not saying we are rich but my parents have money set aside for me while in college as long as I'm doing the right things and working towards my degree. So I don't have a job while I'm here and I'm not stressing. I do try not to go over board with my spending but I also know I'm ok.

Grace and I leave the shop and walk to another one just down from it that has some really nice pin up stuff. We go in and look around at more stuff. Again we hold things up and ask each other what we think picking up items to try on as we go. We pass by the underwear section and I'm looking at some pin up lingerie going throw things little by little when I spot the table of panties next to and see a pair that has paw patrols girl dogs on them. I hold them up to show them to Grace "Hey sweetie, look at this cute pair." Grace Looked up and jumped "Ahh" she exclaimed as she started over to me. Then she stopped herself, "Those are cute but really... you think" she starts. "Hey... Stop..." I said "If you like them it's fine, you can wear what ever you like. It doesn't matter as long as your happy" I told her. She smiled a little and a grabbed a pair in her size and put it with all my stuff. Again we tried things on and found the ones we wanted and then I took everything up and paid for everything.

"Let's head to the coffee shop and see Kat now, It's right over there" I told her. Grace and I started walking and I grabbed her hand "listen, when your with me you can feel free to be yourself, I'm not going to judge you. Just be honest with me, you don't lie to me and I will always take care of you and make sure your good. Deal?" I said. Grace though about it for a minute and then said "Ok, Deal... are you going to become my new house sister?" she asked. "Would you like me too?" I replied. "Well.. Ya I think so. You have always been really nice and after everything I guess you probably know more about me now then anyone else anyway." She tells me. We reached the coffee shop but before we entered I stop and turned to her "Tell me one thing so I know the truth, When was the last time you had an accident like last night?" She froze where she was in shock of my question... thinking... unsure what to say back. "Tell me the truth please" I said. Grace took a big gulp and then said. "well I had some bigger bed wetting issues in to middle school, And in high school I did have a few here and there.. but nothing last year when I came here. my alarm always wakes me up" she tells me. "Your alarm, Do you have one that goes of at night so you can go?" I ask. She nodded her head yes. "Ok, thank you very much for telling me the truth, let's get coffee" I told her as we turned to walk inside.

"Hi" Kat yelled as we walked in. She came over and gave us both a hug, "how are you doing?" she asked Grace. "I'm good, thanks" Grace replied with a big smile. "Good" Kat said and we all moved in to some small talk for a few minutes. We ordered our drink and Kat clocked out on a break and we all sat down to talk some more. "So... I know it was a long crazy night last night but I have to ask... Tiff, What are you thoughts about Colt. I mean I saw the look on your face" Kat blurted out. I almost spit out my ice coffee when I heard her. "Excuse me? What are you talking about? I didn't have any look" I answered back. Grace and Kat both started laughing. "Sure, You didn't like what you saw. We believe that" Kat fires again. I ignore the comment and start looking in the bags we had just got. I pull out one of the dresses I had just gotten and hold it up. "What do you think of this one. I love the fall colors on it" I desperately try to change the topic. Both girls laughed again. Thankfully they let the topic go and we all just chat back and forth for a while until Kat had to get back to work.

We all give hugs and kisses and then Grace and I head out of the shop and back to the car. "Tim for the grocery store? Grace asks me. "Ya, I don't need anything else right now so we can head that way. What time do you start your Nanny shift?" I asked her. "Oh, well I have to be there by 4 at the latest." She replies as we reach the car. We load all the bags in and drive over to the store. We grab a cart as we head inside and start walking the isle together.

We had been walking around for a little bit grabbing odds and ends we each needed then we made our way over to the baby section. Grace starts to look around for things she needs. She grabbed some new wipes, some baby food, some formula and a few other small things. Then we made are way down to the diapers and she grabbed a boxes of size 2 and size 5 diapers and then got to the pull ups. She looked around and grabbed a new pack of the Disney princess ones. "Oh look they got a cute new pattern on some too" she says as she points to a paw patrol box and a Frozen box. "Which ones do you need?" I asked. She kind of stopped and looked at me..."I... I mean I don't NEED them... I told you earlier that it hasn't happened in a long time. it was just a one time thing." she said as she slowly tried to find her words, But as she said it I noticed her hand rubbing on the top of the Frozen box. "Well that's not what I meant, I was asking which ones you needed for work... But how about we get some others. You know just so you already have extra for work." I replied to her embarrassed state. "Oh umm, well I use the parents card to get all the stuff for the kids. I'm not sure" she tells me. "Well how about this. I told you I would take care of the shopping today so I will get your groceries and we can get the extra ones on my card so it's no big deal?" "Ummm ya I guess that would be fine." she says as she looked at the different patterns on them almost lost in them. I reach over and grab some smaller packed instead of just the bigger boxes. I grabbed the paw patrol, Frozen and my little pony and dropped them all in the cart. "That's alot" she jumps and starts to reach in to the cart. I playful smack at her hands "It's fine leave it alone, Let's get the last few things and then head out. I need to make sure I get you feed before I drop you off." With that we shop a little more and paid out.

back at the Car we started to laid some of the items and Grace grabbed the diaper bag and starts to go through it. She pulled out a change of clothes for herself she has shoved in there and then starts to load some of the new stuff in it. She gets to the diapers and starts to pop open each box to load a few of each in it. She gets to the pull up and I see her staring at all the pack. "How about you mixes those all up and you can have a bunch of different ones in the bag?" I told her. "That's a good idea" she said as she started to open the first one. I jumped in to help her and we opened each pack and kind of shuffled all the different ones together. she loaded some in to the bag and then we started to load the rest back in to the shopping bags. I grab a small bag of them and set that bag over with my stuff but I don't think she noticed. We get everything together and then jump in the car. "Ok we have a little time so what do you want to eat?" I asked her. She thinks for a little bit and then picks a small mom and pop restaurant down the way. As we are driving down to it I ask her "So if I'm going to be your big sister do you want to share a room at the house? I can see if the others would mind swapping rooms?" "Really, you wanna room with me too? Do you think the other girls would mind? " she asks. " Well let me see, if your ok with the idea." I tell her as we parked. We went in and sat down for a nice meal.

A deal is a deal

Part 4

We sat down for our meal and looked around the menu for a few minutes. "Is ok if I get the burger and fries" Graces asks. "You can get anything you want sweetie, it's fine" I laughed. when the waiter came over I looked over to Grace and told her to go ahead and order. "Can I get the cheese burger and some fries please, and a lemonade to drink please." the waiter says yes and wrights it all down and turns to me but then Grace Blurts out "And a chocolate shake too... Please" I laughed, "would you like anything else hun?" Grace blushed and shook her head no. I order a burger and fries as well and the waiter left. "Don't be shy Gracie you can have what every you want to eat it's fine." I tell her and she perks up. We get back in to small talk and she tells me about the kids she nanny's for, There are 4 of them.

Michelle is the youngest baby, She's just about a year old right now. Next was Catherine, or Kit Kat as they call her. She just turned 2 in February. The last 2 are twins Lisa and Sarah, They are 3 right now and are trying pull ups for potty training but it's going slow. There mother Miss Rae is a stay at home mother but does so work online for extra money. selling clothes and things she makes on Etsy and Amazon. Grace helps give her some time to rest and get work done with the kids around and helps keep the house clean too. The more she talked about everything the more interested I got. my passion for children is what drove me to study early childhood development and Psychology. I want to work with kids and watch them grow. someday I hope to have a family like that of my own.

We finished the meal we were having and we're about ready to go and then Grace looked up "I need to use the bathroom really fast and I need my clothes from the car so I can change, I can't work like this it wouldn't be appropriate." "Ok sweetie, well why don't you go to the bathroom and I'll go get your clothes and meet you back there?" I suggested. She was dancing in her sit by this point so she shook her head yes and ran to the bathroom in the back. I went up and paid the bill and then walked out to the car and grabbed the clothes she had in the diaper bag earlier. It was a pair of jeans a t shirt and a sports bra. I tucked them on a small back and then looked back again and grabbed the new paw patrol panties I had got her and loaded them in there too. I made my way to the bathroom and knocked on the single use door waiting for her to open the door. after a moment she opened the door a little and stuck her hand out, I gently pushed the door and little and she let it open and I walked in and closed the door behind me. "Girls share a bathroom all the time, No big deal" I tell her. I handed her the bag and told her to go ahead and change while I wash my hands from lunch. She set the bag down on a fold down changing table on the wall and switch her top and bra first, The she took of her skirt and put it in there and grabbed the jeans out. As she was about to step in to them I turned and looked at her. "No No. panties too" I called to her. She stopped and looked confused. "You should be wearing that tiny G string went your with the kids, you said it yourself you need to dress more appropriate for work. Those little sluty panties you have on are not it. Change them" I said with a parent tone. With out any hesitation she put the jeans down and took of her panties, she dug in the bag to find the other ones I put in there for a moment. I walked over to her and patted her naked bottom and looked in the bag. "I reached in and found them buried by her old clothes and pulled out the panties. she slid the cute little ones up her body and even posed for me with a laugh. Then I handed her the jeans and she put those on too. we finished up and walked back to the car.

She gave me directions to the house and we drove over. It was a very nice neighborhooh, with very large houses. She should me which one was the house and we pulled up. when we pulled up we saw Miss Rae out front watering the plants and she wave at us. Grace got out and walked to the back of the car and I put the car in park and joined her to help get the bags sorted out. We each grabbed some bags for the house and I told Grace I would help her carry them up to the door. She didn't seem to.mind that so we walked up and said Hi to Miss Rae as we went in. She was just finishing watering the plants and followed us inside. "Hello Grace, who's your friend here" Mis Rae asking very politey. " Good evening Miss Rae, This is Tiffany. She is my... um". I see her unsure what to say so interject "I'm her sorority sister, We are called big sisters to the newer members of are sorority." Miss Rae gets a big smile "I love my sorority sister, we still talk all the time and My big sister was my bridesmaid at my wedding. That's so great, and I love your dress too. So lady like." she says. "would you care to stay for a drink or do you need to run? " Miss Rae invites me. Grace looked kind of nervous like I would tell on her or something so I reached over and gave her a hug and said "Grace why do you go check on the children and yes I would be happy to stay for a little while, Thank you." Grace took that chance and ran upstairs to go check on all the kids, Miss Rae pulled out a small pitcher and made up some margaritas in in for us and then we sat down out on the back patio which had a great very to enjoy our drinks.

We sat and talked about all kinds of things. She asked what I was studying and where I was from and I asked what she went to school for and what she did after. It was a very nice conversation. We had a great talk and she invited me to come by anytime I was free if I wanted to. She said she had extended the same offer to Grace to come by and use the amenities any she would like although she rarely took advantage of that, as she laughed. As we were coming to the end of our talk when Grace came over, "I'm sorry to interrupt lady's, Miss Rae I'm to get the kids dinner started in a few minutes. Is there anything you need from me tonight?" "Oh no sweetie, nothing special tonight. Kit Kat has a bit of an upset tummy so make sure she has something easy for dinner. Thank you Grace" Miss Rae tells her. I stand up and tell them both it's time for me to head out. I reach out to shake Miss Rae's hand but she opens her arms for a hug instead. I give her a hug and then give Grace one too. "Gracie, if you need a ride home later call me and I'll come get you ok? have a good night" I gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug and head to the car. As I pull away I text Kat

Me: Hey I'm heading back to the house, do you want a ride home?

Kat: Ya that would be great. I'm off now but I was looking around at the store before I headed that way.

Me: No problem, I'll swing in and grab you.

I swing by the grocery store and pick Kat up. As she's loading her bags in she notices all the other bags. "Wow you got a lot here today?" she says. I smiled and said "it's not all mine, I took Grace on a bit of a shopping trip today so some of the cloths and groceries are hers" Kat reached over and pulled up one of the pull ups I had in the bag from earlier and laughed and said "I can see that". "God stop being mean" I laughed back. "You know I'm only kidding about it... she was cute though wasn't see" Kat added. I just smiled and closed the truck and got back in. Kat and I headed home and unloaded everything. I put all the main groceries away in the kitchen and some snack in my room.Then I took the clothes and snacks I got for Grace and took them to her room. I hung up and put away the clothes I got her and put the snacks she got with the others she already had. Then I took the bag of pull ups I had set aside. I took a few out of the bag and tucked the bag in her closet. I'll just let her know there are extras for her to refill the bag with if she needs to when she's not at Miss Rae's house. I took the extras I pulled out back to my room and tucked them away, Just Incase.

once I was done with that I went to Kats room to talk to her. "So when we were out today I talked to Gracie more. She reminded me that her big sister from pleag last year was Lori, and now that Lori is gone she doesn't have one." Kat stopped and looked at me "Ok, that happens all the time. your only required to have a big sister your first year?" she says. "Ya I know it does, but I also lost my little sister when Jessica dropped out last semester.." I continued. "Oh God... you wanna adopt her don't you? Kat smirked. "Shut up" I said. "She needs some support and it would work well. I mean I could... No WE could help make a difference for her?" I added. "God you do and you are dragging me in to? You know you can't save everyone, right? " she laughed. I gave her a knowing look but when she looked back in my eye she knew... "Ok, Ok. I'll support it. we have to get Flora to be ok with it too so we need to meet with her." Kat says in a more serious tone. "Well that's not all" I added. "I'm going to share a room with her." Kat dropped her head in to her hands, from beneath her hands I heard her say "You no big sister and little sister don't have to, or even normally share rooms" "Ya I know but she wants to and we'll so do I." I say with confidence. "I'll get Flora and the other to be ok with it." Kat shacks her head at me and finished the talk by says "Fine, you know I'm with you for anything, now be with me. I'm hungry let's go to the kitchen" we both head down stairs. On the way down stairs I sent a text to Flora asking if I can meet with her tomorrow. She replied quickly and said Yes we can and that she wanted to talk with me about a few things too.

A deal is a deal

part 5

I have to admit I got a little nervous myself when I got the yet back from Flora. What did she want to talk to me about? Did I do something wrong? God I hope not. I showed Kat the message and she had no clue what it could be either but in Kat true fashion she blow it off right away and went on with the night. We went and sat in the living room with some of the other girls and Kat eat and we all watched some Halloween movies since Halloween was coming up Next Friday, only 6 days away now. Everyone was getting ready for the big campus wide party that happens on Halloween night. it's one of the biggest night of the year and all the sorority and fertunits have to show up and show out. I was talking to Kat about it a little. A few hours had gone by and then I got a text from Grace

Grace: Hey Tiff, do you think you can come get me soon or would it be better if I asked Miss Rae for a ride?

Me: I can come get you sweetie, are you done now?

Grace: Ya, I'm good to go any time. the kids are all in bed and the cleaning is done.

Me: Ok I'll head over now.

Me: Am I going to get a good behavior report from Miss Rae about you? LOL

Grace: 😡

Grace: 🫣

Me: I'll be there ASAP.

I told Kat I had to go get Grace and I would be back soon. Kat said she was going to crash anyway since she didn't get much sleep the night before. I gave her a hug and told her I would see her in the morning. We always go down to the local spot Sunday morning to watch some football and blow of steam. Kat started up stairs and I went out to my car and headed over to the house. I pulled up out side and walked up to the front door where I was quickly greated by Miss Rae. She once again invited me in and we made small talk as we walked through the house to a formal living room to sit down. We talk for just a minute before Grace walks in and sits down next to me on the loveseat across from Miss Rae. I give Grace a hug and with my arm still around her I look to Miss Rae, "So how was everything today? everything good?" I asked. As soon as the words left my mouth Grace reached under my arm and pinched my side causing me to yelp. "GRACE! That is not lady like, We don't do that" Miss Rae scolded. "Yes Miss Rae, you right. I'm sorry" she replied with her head down. "Anyway, The night was very good. Nice and relaxing for me. My children just adore Grace, she's just like one of my own. Family." My Rae pronounces. "That's great to hear ma'am" I said "If you'll excuse me, I'm sorry to have to cut our talk short but I need to get to bed myself. I have to be up early." I tell her and she accepts that and walks us to the door. Miss Rae wishes us both a good night as we get in to the car. As soon as I pull off Grace turns to me "I told you, you didn't have to check on me." She says in a pout. I laughed and said "I'm just playing... But did you have fun playing with the other kids" I asked as I reached over and tickled her. She laughed at being tickled and said "Yes mommy, I did" while still laughing. I have to admit my heart melted a little at her words. We made small talk the rest of the way home. once back to the house as we are walking in I asked Grace "Do you want me to come get you ready for bed and tuck you in, sweetie" She starts to say something and then stops. It takes her a minute to finally say "No it's ok, I can do it by myself. I'll see you in the morning" With that I gave her a hug and sent her on her way while I head to my room. "Oh" I called out. "I put the stuff we got today away for you and the extra supplies we got are in your closet, sweet dreams".

The next morning I woke up early again and took a quick shower. I put on some jeans and a jersey for my favorite team and pulled my hair back. I text Flora and asked what time she wanted to talk. There was a knock on my day and then Kat came in wearing some shorts and her jersey too, "When do you wanna head out? I've got a few things I wanna do and need to know how much time I got." she says from the door. "I'm waiting on Flora to reply now so I'll let you know as soon as I get something, go ahead and do what you need and we will go when your ready." I reply. "Ok, talk to you in a little" she said as she closed the door again. a few minutes later my phone went off again and it was a messy from Flora.

Flora: Hey Tiff, Come and meet us in the conference room in about 20 mins.

Me: Ok I'll be there.

now my head is really going wild. Who is Is? what did she want to meet with me for? Is she going to be ok with what I wanted to ask? am I doing something wrong? I didn't know what to think and my stomach was turning. My phone went off again.

Grace: Good morning, I was wondering if I might be able to go with you guys to watch the games today?

Kat: Ya you can come with us. Don't forget to bring your cup so you don't spill though. LOL, JK.

Me: KAT! stop being a brat. Yes Grace you can come with us.

Kat: I was just kidding, Grace knows that. Ya you can come, we will text when it's time to go. Tiff has to talk with Flora first.

Grace: Thank you, and don't worry I know Kat is just teasing and it's fine. lol.

I start to head to the conference room, which is really a formal dinning room in the house we converted. It has big french doors at the entrance so it can be closed for privacy. I get to the room and knock on the door. A voice called out from inside the room telling me to come in. I opened the door and entered the room. There was a large table in the room with 12 chairs all around the room. Our sorority bi-laws, Old charter and other sorority historical items were all hanging on the wall. In the room waiting we're 3 people. Flora who is the president and was sitting at the head of the table. Jane Who is sitting to her right and is the Vice President and Sherry who is on the left and is the secretary for the sorority. My stomach still in knots by the point, felt like I could be sick from the nerves. I walked in the room and was invited to sit down. I walked up the left side of the table a few seats to where there was a glass of water set waiting for me and sat down.

"Good morning Tiffany, Thank you for joining us today" Flora said. "As you know I told you I was actually hoping to speak to you the other day, To start with let me just say you have done nothing wrong and are not in trouble. This meeting is about good things but is formal." i nodded that I understood. "Well Tiffany, As you know both Jane and I are going to be graduating at the end of the year and the sorority will need new leadership. We are looking for who we think is the right person to nominate as the next president. You are one of the most respected sisters in the house. You have always been in good standing and have done all the right things. I personally think you would be a great president, what are you thoughts on taking on a role like this?" Flora explained. I was in shock at this news. I had never thought about taking on something like this. "Well to be honest I hadn't thought of something like this before now but as you said I will do anything for my sister's. If it would be what was best for the house, for the sisters I would step into the role. I'm guessing I'm not the only person on your list of possibilities so please note that I will do anything you need to support the house, even if you make a different choice and just need me in a different role." I tell the group. Jane spoke up next, "You willingness to suppythe sisters is a major reason we looked to you. You have never been someone who pushed for power but have always done the right thing for the house. Even looking after sisters when they needed it. Like at the party the other night." "You know about that?" I asked. "Colt and I talked that night, He let me know what happened and that the other guys were coming by the next morning to help at the house" Flora said, "He and I have been friends for years" She added. "We would like to have you start taking on some more responsibility to see how the house takes it if your ok with that?" Sherry added. "I understand, and thank you. What things did you have in mind?" I ask of the group.

"Well we have 2 things we think would be a good start... First is you will be head sister for the Halloween party. Your the one responsible for everything from the sorority end. I know it's alot of work but we think you can handle it." Flora tells me.

"And second" I asked. "Well a good president has to be able to be the friendly sister and the strict one too, so we want you to be the one who leads the grades check this semester. As you know we have strict rules in the house that all sisters must follow and keeping up grades in classes is one set. You will be the one who looks at all the grade reports and issues out the punishment for any who have failed the check, Everything from the swats with the cane to full explosion from the house if needed." She adds.

Our house does have strict rules about keeping up with grades. If girls are failing class then then they are brought before council and given swats from a cane on there bare ass. The worse the grades or longer it's been happening the more swats they get. If things get bad enough then the sister can be expelled from the house although there has not been a sister expelled from the house is over 20 years. This time I would be the one looking in to the reports that are turned in by all the sisters to see who needs to report for this and what they will receive, it's alot of pressure to make sure you stay fair and even with everyone.

"I understand and accept these task for you" I tell the group. All 3 lady's smile and thank me for it. "Now, you said you wanted to speak to me as well. Is this a council matter or something for just you and I?" Flora asks. "I have two things to ask and I think it's a council matter. First I wanted to ask the council for permission to take another current sister as a little sister, I know it's not what we normally do but this sister lost her big sister at the end of the year and I think having the support would be best for her." I ask the group. They look at each other and exchange words quickly then turn back to me. "Who is the sister your talking about and are they accepting of this as well?" Jane asks. "It's Sister Grace" I tell the group. "Yes she is accepting of this arrangement as her and I have already talked." I tell them. again the group talks amongst themselves for a moment before Flora awnserd me. "We will accept this as well. Keep in mind this is not just a title but comes with responsibility as well." "I do understand and accept them." I say to the group. "What was the second thing?" Sherry asks. " I would like to ask permission to work some room moves. I would like to have Grace share a room with me." I tell them. The group looked confused for a minute. "You know big sisters are not required to share a room with there little, so I'm guessing that this is also something you two spoke about. That being said room assignments fall under my role and. I am ok with you making this move as long as All sister involved are ok with moving to a new room." Jane says. "Also we haven't had the chance to tell you yet but one of the sisters is moving in with her fiance and a single room is opening up. You were next on the list for that room so if that helps you make the moves you need you can use that." she added. "Thank you all." I called out to the room.

"If there is nothing else we will close this meeting" Sherry says. We all shake our heads and the meeting is closed. Everyone starts to stand up and the Flora said "Tiff, can you stay for just a minute, I have one more personal thing I would like to talk to you about." I turned and started to sit back down. Jane and Sherry excused themselves from the room and when the door closed Flora invited me closer to her. I moved chairs and set down. "Yes Flora what's up?" I ask. She looked at me with a big smile on her face " So I spoke to Colt about the other night, first thank you for taking care of everything. Secondly I wanted to let you know he asked alot about you. He and I have been friends since middle school and he tell me all kinds of things. Let say he liked what he saw both in your personality and other ways. Normally he wouldn't have done all that he did over the boys rough housing. So did you like what you saw too?" she asks. I started to blush right away "Well yes I liked what I saw. He had a great body but I didn't really get to know him much" I said with a smile. "Well I'm sure it would take much on your end if you want to get to know him more. He will be at the Halloween party and I wouldn't be shocked if he tracked you down there, just so you know. Don't worry I didn't say anything when he told me about you and I won't tell him anything now. I'm not even sure if he knows I know he's interested." She added. I couldn't help but laugh at that comment. "Ok well maybe I'll run in to him then and see how it goes" I tell her with a wink. We both laughed again and started to stand up. "Thank you Tiff" Flora said as she gave me a hug and we both walked to the door.

I went back up to my room and sat for a little while to get my head straight from everything. When I was clear I pulled my phone out and sent a text to my current roommate Breanna.

Me: Hey Bre, I have some good news.

Breanna: Hey Tiff what's up?

Me: Well it's a bit of a longer story but the short version is there is a single bedroom in the house opening up and it was offered to me.

Breanna: Oh that's great, so who's my new roomie?

Me: Well that's the thing. someone else in the house has asked to room with me so I was going to offer the single to you if you want it.

Breanna: Really? wow. I mean I'm fine with that if your sure?

Me: You would be doing me a favor, so ya I'm sure.

Breanna: Lol well if this is a favor feel free to ask for more any time.

Me: Thanks Bre, hope your having fun and I'll see you again soon. Is it ok if we set up the room for you? I'll make sure no one messes with your stuff.

Breanna: Ya that's fine. Thanks!

Me: Ok sweetie, have a good day. Miss you!

Breanna: Miss you too and I'll be back soon.

after my talk with Breanna I text both Kat and Grace and let them know I'm done and to meet in my room when they are ready.

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