#jake gets confused as the baby because he's smaller

[geeky-nightphilosopher]

Okay,

I am now a firm believer that Alex Walker, Jacob Stone, and Eliot Spencer are triplets. Eli is the oldest, Jacob the middle, and Alex is the youngest. (Obviously)

I have a headcanon that Jacob is a librarian because the Library sensed magic in him and the boy's have this triplet telepathy. It's stronger when they are near each other and weaker when they aren't near each other. Not only is it mentally bond, but physically.

The magic goes dormant in all three when Eli "dies." Then, when they all meet up in the Philippines (because let's be honest- that's where they would meet.) The telepathy comes back full force and knocks them all on their butts.

[shu-box-puns]

Do you think it takes Spider ages to realise he was adopted?

Simply because he has that child ignorance that means he is blind to the obvious cues that Tsu'tey isn't his biological Dad. As in it literally didn't even occur to him that he and his Dad might be completely different species? That he just had that good of a childhood, where everyone was super understanding and lovely about his situation, that it doesn't even occur to him that he was different.

(Side note: he once very seriously asked Tsu'tey (age 6) why he had no stripes like Neteyam and Kiri, and Tsu'tey who scrambled because he didn't want to tell Spider he was adopted yet, fabricated this long winded story that Uncle Jake dropped him as a baby and all his stripes fell off, and that they would takes ages to fade back in on their own, and that was why he and Tsu'tey needed to paint them back on when they faded. I can just imagine Spider avoiding Uncle Jake like the plague or giving him mistrustful side eyes on play dates and Jake is distraught that his nephew suddenly doesn't like him for no apparent reason. Meanwhile, Tsu'tey of course is having a field day fucking with him.)

Anyway, as far as Spider is concerned he can climb the trees just as fast as Lo'ak. Can shoot a bow well enough that even Neytiri seems to approve of his progress. He can forage in the forests solo, knowing exactly which plants to avoid, and is able to get into smaller nooks and crannies to get the hidden fruits that the other kids his age can't fit into. In every sense of the phrase, he grew up as one of the People.

Hear me out, because most of us grow up believing that everything about our families is normal until we see how other family units work. So kid!Spider probably doesn't realise he's not a Na'vi. Maybe with how Mo'at compares his stubbornness to Tsu'tey's, and how Jake says his bow work is coming along nicely which is to be expected of Tsu'tey's kid. Just characteristic similarities like that.

Maybe it doesn't even occur to Spider that his Dad is literally blue and nine feet tall. Maybe he just assumes he's a late bloomer and his stripes grow back eventually, and his kuru will come in with it. And where Tsu'tey needs a respirator to enter the human compounds, Spider needs an exo mask to actually go out into Pandora.

Just Spider getting more and more confused as he grows up and nothing changes. Another birthday goes by, and he looks at himself in the mirror, only to be disappointed that he looks exactly the same as he did when he went to bed last night.

I can just see Spider getting worked up about it and finally going to ask Tsu'tey about it, who is just stunned that his cunning, quick thinking son didn't realise he was adopted.

Cue the much needed conversation where Tsu'tey reassures him that he loves him regardless of if he's a na'vi or not. And then a much needed night of movies in Spider's room in the compound, a cuddle and Spider's favourite meal.

[kayena1]

Chosen|pt4

First of all I would like to apologise for the long wait and Im happy to see that people seem to enjoy this story.

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Lay’ra demonstrated different techniques of how to breathe. She helped them, going to each individually. The girl was strict but kind hearted and soft. Lay’ra knew the felling of leaving home. She knew how hard it is to adapt to different environment. The girl tried to make them understand how the breathing works. Lay’ra saw how Kiri learned faster than any of her siblings. She saw that Kiri like her had some kind of connection to Eywa.

The day flew by quickly the lesson ended and it was time to go home. The kids stood up and Tuk grabbed Lay’ra’s hand.

“Tuk?” Lay’ra asked the smaller girl.

“Can you come and have dinner with us?” The girl was caught off guard. She looked at Tsireya and Ao’nung who didn’t seem pleased by the request.

“What? Why?” Lay’ra was confused, why did the smaller girl make such a request.

“We want to get to know you! Tsireya and Ao’nung can come too!” Tuk shouted happily.

“I will ask our mother Tuk, I can’t promise anything” Lay’ra answered calmly even tho there was a storm of emotions inside of her.

“Tsireya, Ao’nung come let’s go home” The girl said sternly, she gently shook off Turk’s hand and started walking to their family marui. Ao’nung and Tsireya trailing behind her.

When they entered the marui Lay’ra immediately went to her father’s side, resting her head on his shoulder while she hugged his arm. Tonowari not knowing what happened turned to Tsireya.

“What happened?” He asked, worry evident on his face.

“Tuk, the little girl from the sully family asked us to join them for dinner…” Tsireya answered her father nervously.

Tonowari’s expression hardened. Right at that moment Ronal walked in to the marui. She looked at her husband’s expression and then her children’s.

Lay’ra couldn’t hold back tears. She didn’t know why after so many years she still felt hurt by Jake’s and Neytiri’s actions.

Her mother upon seeing that her oldest daughter was crying quickly skipped to her side. Ronal pulled the girl from her father’s side and rested the girl’s head on her chest. Stroking Lay’ra’s head to calm her down. The girl snuggled to her mother’s side. Tears flowing down her face.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m feeling hurt. I have you and father and my two amazing siblings but deep inside I feel hurt” Lay’ra told her mother who continued to comfort her.

“It’s okay my daughter, we are here for you if you need us”

An hour passed, in that hour her siblings told their mother the reason why their older sister was crying. After a while Lay’ra stopped crying, only soft sniffing was heard.

“Do you want to go my daughter?” Tonowari asked the girl who gave a small nod.

“I want to go because I want to get to know Tuk, she was a baby when I left and I… I just… will you come with me? All of you?” She asked rising her head from her mother’s chest.

“If you want us to come with you we will” Ronal pushed some of Lay’ra’s hair behind her ear.

“Go and tell the sully children that we will come” Ronal said looking at Ao’nung who in response nodded and left the marui to tell the sully family the news.

When he came back the family started to get ready. Lay’ra put on the earring that her grandmother gave her when she left home. The earring had feathers on it. In her other ear she put a similar earring, except this one had shells instead of feathers. Her mother made it when she first became an official clan member.

After getting ready the family of five decided that it was time that they started moving.

They stepped out Of their marui and started walking to the sully family’s home.

Lay’ra held her father’s hand. Her mother was walking in front of her and her siblings behind.

The closer she got to the sully home the more anxious she got. Lay’ra squeezed her father’s hand, she was scared, she didn’t know why. Tonowari noticed his oldest daughter’s anxiousness and squeezed his hand gently as if to reassure her that it’s okay and that he’s here if she needs him.

Finally the family reached the sully home. Ronal knocked on the frame of the entrance getting the attention of both the adults and children. As soon as Tuk turned her head and saw Lay’ra she ran to the taller girl hugging her torso.

Lay’ra smiled, let go of her father’s hand and gently pulled Tuk away before kneeling down and embracing the smaller girl.

“You are here!” Tuk squealed in excitement.

“Yes I’m here” Lay’ra said pulling away.

“Hey” Lo’ak and Neteyam said looking at Lay’ra.

“Hello!” The girl replied happily.

“You made it” Kiri said walking to Lay’ra offering her hand. Lay’ra accepted the hand and Kiri pulled the older girl from the ground.

“Of course” She smiled at Kiri.

Neytiri and Jake looked at the kids. The felling of guilt inside of them was unbearable. Every time they saw the girl they were reminded of the past mistakes that were done. Despite this they put on their smiles and walked to the metkayina family welcoming them in to their home.

Tonowari and Ronal looked at their children happily chatting before finally coming in and siting on the ground around the food that was put on leaves. Both families sat down. Lay’ra was between her parents, Tsireya on her father’s side and Ao’nung on his mother’s.

“We made this meal acording to omaticaya clan traditions we hope that you will enjoy” Neytiri said to the Metkayina family.

According to tradition the clan leaders are the first to taste the meal then the rest can enjoy it too. (Don’t know if that’s true but oh well)

Ronal and Tonowari took their leaves and tasted the meal and the rest followed after. Lay’ra to tasted her meal. She stoped, eyes wide as memories of her previous home flashed in her memory. Her eyes wide when she remembered how her grandmother used to make the same meal for her. It smelled and tasted the same.

Lay’ra smiled and took another bite. Her parents looked at their daughter with smiles. She didn’t seem tense or scared but happy.

After a while everyone finished eating their meals. The sully kids took all three metkayina siblings to talk about their life’s and differences between metkayina and omaticaya while four of the adults talked about village affairs.

Tuk was talking about how she and her siblings would go to the forest and jump between the tree branches. Tsireya was explaining metkayina people’s traditions. Tuk ran up to Lay’ra and started looking at her earrings.

“I like your earrings” She said that caught the attention of all of the kids.

“Really?” Lay’ra asked smiling as she touched her ears.

“The one with the feathers is from my grandmother. She gave me this earring as a parting gift. The one with the shell is a gift from my mother for becoming an official member of the metkayina clan” Lay’ra said proudly, smiling at the sully siblings.

“That’s so cool!” Tuk said.

“I also bonded with a tulkun, as a gift my father made me a head piece that is home right now” Lay’ra’s tail started to sway on the ground.

“Lay’ra, Tsireya, Ao’nung come now it’s time for us to go” The siblings heads turned to their father’s voice. The tree of them stood up and went to their parent’s sides.

“Thank you for your hospitality, the meal was delicious” Lay’ra said to Neytiri and Jake.

Before going outside she waved goodbye to the sully siblings.

The family came home and Lay’ra was first to plop down to her sleeping mat.

“I’m going to sleep” She said tiredly.

Her mother sighed softly and layed next to her daughter. Ronal knew it was exhausting for her daughter as much as being near the sully adults. She wrapped an arm around her daughter pulling the girl to her chest. Lay’ra in return wrapped her arms around her mother.

“Good night” Was all she said before the tiredness took over.

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Part 5

[lost-girl-2021]

Adopted Spider Part 3 (Final Part)

I think Spider would be really confused when the truth comes out. Because, he doesn’t know who to believe anymore. His dad— his real dad, Jake —always told him that Paz was a good woman, was someone he should be proud to be the son of. But, Quaritch told him that his mom died because of Jake, that she (and Quaritch) died in the Great Battle, leaving Spider an orphan. I think the boat scene would go differently too, because Quaritch and Jake would both be trying to get Spider to come to them and Spider just doesn’t know what to do.

“Spider, baby, it’s okay. It’s okay, just take a breath.” Dad soothed, reaching towards him. Spider had missed his dad so much, had missed his voice and his hugs and—

“He said you lied.” Spider cried. “He— he said Paz was a part of the RDA. That you killed her! He . . . he said he’s my real dad.”

“I’m your dad. I’m the one who taught you to walk and hunt and fish— “

“Because I never got the chance!” Quaritch shouted from Spider’s other side. “Your mother never got the chance.”

“Spider, we can talk about everything tomorrow, I promise. But, ‘Teyam’s hurt and your Mama needs you— I need you. You need to come home.”

“You left me.” He whimpered. “You left the forest.”

“We were always going to come for you— “

“They didn’t.” Quaritch snapped. “I was the one who protected you from the general. I was the one who took care of you— “

“He stole you. Tuk and your mama haven’t stopped crying since that day.”

I do think Spider would go with Jake and I imagine one of his siblings waiting off the edge of the boat and zipping away with his brother as soon as they have him. They don’t stay to watch the fight, but Older Sibling drops Spider off with their family and then Lo’ak and Kiri head back to the shipwreck, worried about their dad. Neytiri is with Neteyam, who is asleep but stable (Neteyam lives in everything I write at this point, lol). And Tuk, who was pressed against her mother’s side, launches herself at Spider as soon as she sees him. Neytiri does the same, fawning over him and holding him and— well, I don’t think anyone would let him out of their sight for a while after reuniting.

I think that no matter how Spider and Quaritch’s relationship was, he’d feel bittersweet when the man dies. Especially since it was Jake who killed him. I also feel like after they were reunited, there would be an adjustment period for everyone.

For Spider, he’s grown and changed in his time away from his family. He learned how to sharpen his own knives and knows a lot of English swear words now. His hair is worse for wear, but when he lets his mom take him to wash it, he ends up crying. Because, he missed her so much. And he had almost forgotten how nice it felt to have his mom hold him.

He can keep up with his siblings a bit better out of the water and excels under the water, since he doesn’t need to take breaks to breathe. He tires out faster, given his smaller body and how unused his muscles are to so much time underwater. But, he can stay under a lot longer and he learns how to use their weapons fairly quickly.

His siblings probably try to go back into their old dynamics, but some of the jokes just aren’t funny anymore and none of them know how to talk about Spider’s time with the RDA. He has nightmares now, more than he ever had before.

This ended up being a whole ass fanfic idea, but IDK how it would end. With angst, probably. Might make into a fic eventually, I never know where I’m going when I start having ideas, lol.

[yjano]

Never The Same.

Part 11.

Pairings: Jake x Mc.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, angst, smut, other pairings;), traumatic experiences.

Words: 5.7k

Author's note: Honestly, this story is going to be a big piece of work and a lot of angst. It's not connected to the game at all. Because I always want to try something new and newer. Read it only if you're into angst stories, please. Thank you and let's go!

A small smile made its way onto my face as soon as I walked into Jake's office. Today would be my first official meeting where I would be considered a part of the group. Today was the very first day my new job inside this gang would start. I would no longer be serving coffee and cleaning. I would be here for tactical purposes only.

Today the meeting with Thomas was planned. Jake and Thomas were supposed to meet somewhere next week and the group wanted everything to go as smoothly as possible. They couldn't afford something to go wrong. Once Thomas would get suspicious of their true intentions for meeting him, he would surely never tell them anything about Tegan's whereabouts. On top of that, he would surely start a war against the red crew.

"Helena!" I exclaimed once I saw the small girl standing next to the coffee machine. The blonde girl was the one who would take over my role while I joined the group at the table. A part of me felt bad for her now that she was forced to be the one serving them during the meeting but a part of me was also hopeful for her.

Of course, I knew that she was scared to death of Jake and the other teammates at the table but then again, so had I been.

Everything turned out alright for me and I was sure everything would turn out alright for her too. Quickly I walked towards where the smaller girl was standing with a smile on my face.

"Hey!" I happily said while sending a bright smile her way. Shocked Helena looked at me before slowly looking down.

"H-hi Ms. Estrada." She spoke nervously while trying to do everything in her power to avoid eye contact with me. A confused look began to form on my face and I looked at her with raised eyebrows. Why was she being so formal with me?

"It's me, Helena. It's Mc, you don't have to be formal with me." I spoke to her in a friendly tone.

The two of us had been friends before and while I hadn't seen Helena in the past couple of weeks I wanted her to know that nothing between the two of us had changed. Yeah, I was part of Jake's group of people now but I was still the same girl.

"She should be formal to you Mc." Jake suddenly spoke from behind me. He softly laid a hand on my back while standing beside me.

"You're ranked way higher than she is. If she won't show respect to you then who will?" He then spoke before sending a wink my way.

"Don't be so sweet towards everyone baby, people might take advantage of that fact." Jake then finished before removing his hand from my back again and walking over towards his seat.

A tense silence began to form between Helena and me. Of course, Jake's words had been right, but Helena was my friend.

My friends weren't supposed to formally address me right? Jake himself was the damn boss of this gang and yet I had never heard Jessy or Lex formally address him. The both of them would laugh in his face if Jake ever proposed that idea.

"So, where are you sleeping nowadays?" I decided to ask. Helena and I had been sleeping on the same floor before. Our rooms had even been right next to each other.

Since the whole floor was currently unavailable she must've gotten another place to sleep too huh? However, the blonde girl looked at me as if I had grown two heads.

"What do you mean?" She asked, confusion lacing her voice. Helena looked like she had no idea what it was that I was talking about and a confused look began to form on my face as well.

"You know since our whole floor is unavailable right now due to a sprung water pipe," I explained to her. However, to my surprise, an even more confused look began to form on Helena's face and she softly began to shake her head.

"There isn't a-" She began to say but suddenly got cut off by Jessy who looked like she had come running our way.

"She sleeps on the guard's floor." She quickly said before looking at Helena with a serious look on her face. Soft puffs of air left her mouth and her face was a light red color due to the running she had done not even a minute ago.

"Right, Helena?"

Quickly the girl began to nod and her eyes grew big. I slowly began to raise both my eyebrows and I looked at the duo in front of me with a weird look on my face.

Jessy and Helena were both suddenly acting super strange and I had no idea why.

"Okay." I decided to say before turning around and walking towards my seat. I didn't want to busy myself with whatever it was that those two had going on.

Maybe the two of them had some kind of secret. Some secret I couldn't know of. Whatever it was I wasn't interested in figuring it out.

Once all the gang sat down and Helena had served everyone their coffee Jake cleared his throat.

"Right, so my meeting with Thomas is scheduled for next week and we need to talk about a strategy." He began to speak while looking around the table. This meeting was very important for Jake since he might finally find out where his stepbrother had been hiding all this time...

"I've got someone on the inside who keeps me up to date with everything he does but so far he doesn't have any information about Tegan," Kaden spoke up while softly blowing on his cup of coffee.

Kaden was known to have connections everywhere and this time he didn't disappoint again. If you needed information then Kaden was the person you needed to go to.

"My men have been watching his building too constantly and so far neither Valerie nor Tegan has decided to show up again," Dan added once Kaden was finished. Immediately all eyes were on him and he softly sighed.

"I guess it comes down to you to get that information next week Jake." He then added while looking at Jake. He softly nodded while a deep sigh left his mouth.

"Great, so we got nothing." Jessy then suddenly spoke with a smirk on her face. She leaned back in her chair while locking eyes with Jake.

"Then we can finally talk about interesting stuff now!" She continued the smirk on her face widening. All eyes were immediately on her and she softly began to laugh.

"So, are you two already more than friends or do I have to try even harder?" She asked while looking from Jake to me and back.

Immediately a dark red blush began to form on my face and I looked shocked at Jessy. Jake and I weren't anything close to being more than friends. I wasn't even sure if Jake considered me to be a friend.

Why the hell would Jessy embarrass the two of us like that. Lex immediately began to laugh loudly once those words had left Jessy's mouth.

"Yo I hadn't thought about it that way but I ship it," Lex said in an amused tone, clearly teasing the two of us. A deep sigh left Jake's mouth and an annoyed look became visible on his face.

"This is straight-up bullshit." He spoke before he softly closed his eyes and began to massage his temples.

"Why the fuck is that relevant for this meeting."

Sam, who had been quiet the whole time suddenly raised his hands while looking at the rest of the gang.

"I don't want to be rude or anything." He began to say before a wide smile became visible on his face too. "But I'm quite interested in this new subject. Where do I sign up for it?"

Immediately Sam received a high-five from Lex and Jessy and my eyes grew big. Why was everyone so interested in my and Jake's relationship? The two of us had nothing special going on. Why did everyone have to think that we did?

An even more annoyed look became visible on Jake's face as he looked at the three of them with a scowl on his face.

"Right, I'm not sticking around to listen to this bullshit any longer." He spoke before getting up from his seat and looking at me.

"You coming Mc?"

Immediately I stood up too and followed Jake outside. I would do anything to get away from the others right now. My whole face had been heating up and I was sure I was as red as a tomato by now. I didn't like this kind of attention at all.

"Make sure she can walk tomorrow Jake! I need her then!" Jessy shouted after the two of us. Immediately my blush increased tenfold and a shocked look made its way onto my face. Jessy had not just shouted that.

"Fuck you!" Jake shouted back before leaving his office completely and walking into the elevator. I quickly followed him and a sigh left both of our mouths once the doors of the big elevator closed. Never had I been so happy to be able to leave a room.

Now all that was left was the weird tingling feeling inside my stomach.

~

A delicious smell filled my nostrils as I watched how Jake skillfully was making a delicious-looking meal. After the awkward meeting of today, both of us decided to just go home and do absolutely nothing.

An impressed look began to form on my face as I saw how fast Jake chopped all the vegetables and my eyes grew big. He was skilled when it came to cooking and slowly I began to feel hungry. Everything Jake was making looked delicious.

It didn't take long before Jake finished cooking and within no time both of us were seated at the dinner table with big plates of delicious-looking food in front of us.

"I'm sorry about Jessy, Lex, and Sam today," Jake said right before he stuffed some food inside his mouth. A small smile made its way onto my face and I softly shook my head.

"Don't be. I know how they are and besides, you can't control what they say." I answered in a friendly tone while a small smile was still present on my face.

Slowly I took a big bite of my food and immediately the delicious taste filled my whole mouth. This stuff tasted as if it came straight out of heaven and softly I closed my eyes. I wanted to enjoy this food as much as I could.

Unfortunately for me, I was a disaster at cooking. Somehow I always managed to cut myself when I tried to cut vegetables and whenever I had to cook something it always ended up black and burned.

Luckily Jake wasn't anything like that and knew how to make a decent meal. Otherwise, the two of us would have starved by now.

It didn't take long before both of us had finished our meal and quickly I stood up to do the dishes. It was only fair that I would clean up after cooking since Jake had been the one who had done all the cooking.

However, Jake seemed to think differently and once I got up to get the plates and bring them to the dishwasher he did the same.

A deep red blush appeared on my face when I and Jake both reached for the same plate and accidentally brushed against each other. With a shy look on my face, I slowly looked up while my face slowly turned the color of a tomato.

However, to my surprise, a small blush was also seen on Jake's face as soon as the two of us locked eyes. Quickly Jake broke our eye contact again while clearing his throat.

"I'll start in the kitchen." He then spoke before letting go of the plate and walking over towards the kitchen as fast as he could.

A deep breath of air immediately left my mouth as soon as he walked away and I touched my cheeks with both my hands. I felt so shy and yet a tingling feeling was present in my stomach.

Lately, I had been feeling more and more at ease around Jake and somehow that weird feeling in my stomach began to appear more and more around him.

Jake made me shy when he looked at me and yet I wanted nothing more than that. I craved some attention from him and I felt like I was on top of the world anytime I got it. Was this just friendship or something more?

It didn't take long for me to place everything in the dishwasher and look up at Jake who was still cleaning the kitchen. Quickly I walked towards a cabinet to also get some cleaning supplies to help him even though he looked like he was almost done.

I would have appreciated it if someone would help me and thus I would do the same for someone else. However suddenly two strong arms wrapped around me and my eyes grew big immediately once I felt small puffs of air hit my cheek.

"Why don't you go to the living room and pick out a movie while I finish cleaning?" Jake softly whispered into my ear while pressing his chest against my back.

Immediately my blush from earlier returned, and I felt goosebumps all over my body. It was as if he knew exactly what to do to make me feel shy and excited at the same time.

"O-okay," I answered softly while a shy tone was lacing my voice. Being around Jake was already enough to make me feel very shy but now that he was hugging me, it was even worse.

Sure I enjoyed it a lot but I had no idea what I was supposed to do. Of course, I'd want to turn around and hug him back but Jake would probably think that I was nuts and laugh at me. That is something I didn't want to experience.

Soon Jake unwrapped his arms from my waist before turning around and walking back to the kitchen to get back to his cleaning duty.

A big sigh left my mouth and I walked towards the living room while feeling all kinds of things inside my chest. Jake fucked up my feelings and even though he wasn't aware of that fact he was doing everything he could to make me feel as confused as possible.

Slowly I sat down on Jake's big couch before turning on the tv and going straight to Netflix. That app must have some good movies right? As I was scrolling through the movies all I could think about was the warm embrace I had gotten from him and thus I wasn't paying attention to what movie we were gonna watch.

As long as it wasn't some romantic shit I was fine with it. I didn't need to create the most embarrassing atmosphere ever by putting on some of that lovey-dovey stuff.

"Have you found something interesting?" Jake spoke as he walked into the living room and took a seat right next to me. Immediately I became nervous again and thus I picked out the first movie I saw. The Conjuring didn't sound too bad right?

"You sure about that one?" Jake spoke while he raised his eyebrows.

"Yup." I quickly answered, nervousness lacing my voice.

Truth was that I had no idea which movie I had picked out. Jake's presence had made me once again very nervous and thus I had clicked on the first thing that I had seen. Let's just hope this movie isn't too bad.

Thirty minutes later I regretted my choice. I was scared to death and I was hugging a pillow like my life depended on it. I hated horror movies all of my life and yet that had to be the genre I had picked out. This damn movie would surely haunt me in my dreams and I didn't like it one bit.

Jake next to me was only laughing every time I jumped in fear again and he softly took my pillow out of my hands before taking me in a warm embrace.

"We can watch something else if that's what you want." He softly spoke in a loving tone while caressing one of my upper arms. Immediately the blush from before returned to my face and my eyes grew big.

Nevertheless, I did lean back into his embrace while slowly taking his unoccupied hand and taking it in my own.

"No, it's fine," I spoke as a small smile began to make its way onto my face. If watching a horror movie got me this close to Jake then I would be willing to watch it some more. Jake began to laugh softly while shaking his head.

"Whatever you wish baby."

~

Can anybody be happy if they aren't free? That is a famous quote said by none other than Belle from beauty and the beast. She wasn't only pretty, she had a strong personality and was super smart too.

I had never been able to understand how you can grow to love the one who took everything away from you. Lately, I changed my thought about that very fact.

I got captured by someone who is feared by everyone. I was also held captive by that same person and even though I didn't get taken to some huge castle, this big skyscraper was a pretty good alternative. Sure there wasn't talking furniture around me here but I was pretty sure Jake's friends would pass as the crazy factor in my story as well. And of course last but not least, just like Belle had done, I too had grown to have feelings for my captor.

Some people might say that I've gotten a certain diagnosis called Stockholm Syndrome. I, however, thought differently about that fact.

At first, I had been scared as hell of Jake, I couldn't deny that. Jake had been a straight-up monster in my eyes and there wasn't any form of humanity visible in his eyes. However, as the weeks slowly passed by Jake slowly began to open up more and more to me.

I had found out about the reason for his anger and I had also figured out things I thought were important to me. Slowly Jake's real personality had begun to show and I couldn't help but think that it was beautiful. He wasn't a monster, most people just didn't know the real him well enough.

A few weeks had passed by since the two of us had our fun movie night. Ever since then butterflies had been flying all around my stomach whenever I was close to him.

Jake knew exactly what he had to do to make me blush, and feel nervous, and how to make me shy. Even though Jake himself probably had no idea he did all these things to me, that didn't matter to me. I liked being around him a lot and I didn't want to ruin that.

Last week I finally accepted the fact that I liked Jake. For a long time, I hadn't been able to understand why he made me feel so super nervous yet so freaking happy all the time but now I finally understood.

I had a massive crush on Jake and it was only getting bigger. There was no way for me to deny it anymore, I knew damn well what my feelings meant.

Of course, I wasn't trying to sugarcoat my and Jake's current relationship, however. I was pretty sure that Jake didn't feel the same way about me at all and that he was only allowing me to live with him because he felt sorry for what he had done.

There was no way someone like Jake could ever fall in love with someone like me. The beast might have fallen in love with Belle but that was because she was very special and beautiful. I wasn't anything like that. I was pretty ordinary and boring according to myself, something Jake would never grow to like.

Besides this wasn't a fairytale where every story ends with a happy ending. This was my life. Oh, how I wished to become some stupid character in a book only so that the author could write me the happy ending I desperately craved for.

Currently, I was trying to read a piece about how red crew corporations had violated the law by doing some illegal shit while Jake himself was taking a shower. Of course, everything the company was being accused of was true and thus Jake had asked me to look into it and try to find a way in which they could be proven to be innocent, even if they weren't.

According to Jake, I was an amazing lawyer while the ones who were hired for this case were doing a very shitty job. As Jake had said so himself, I would have pled him free if he hadn't decided to escape himself, even though Jake had been guilty of everything he had done it once and he could do it again.

A small smile made its way on my face as I thought about what Kaden had said this morning. He had come over to Jake's apartment and the two of them were talking about how shitty the lawyers they had hired were until suddenly both of them had looked at me with weird looks on their faces.

Jake had come over to me and explained to me what it was that they wanted of me, to encourage me Kaden had said.

"Mc use your lawyer brain, you're good at this shit."

Of course, I couldn't say no after that. After all, this was what I had studied to master. I was a freaking lawyer and I knew damn well how that shit worked. It was time to get back into the business.

Slowly I took a bite from my banana while carefully scanning every single letter printed on the paper in front of me. Bananas were like power food to me. The yellow fruit always helped me to fully focus on whatever I was doing and it didn't take long before I was completely caught up in the piece of paper in front of me.

Soon however suddenly small drops of water fell on my paper and the light inside the room became a lot darker. A confused look began to form on my face and I slowly began to take another bite of my banana. Maybe another water pipe had sprung or something?

That didn't explain the decreased lighting on my paper, however. This was all very weird.

"Did you already find something?" Jake suddenly whispered into my ear and immediately a shocked feeling began to form in my chest. Immediately I began to cough loudly while quickly taking the banana out of my mouth again.

Immediately a red blush began to form on my face and my eyes grew big. I did not just choke on a freaking banana in front of my crush. That looked so damn wrong. A soft laugh left Jake's mouth as he watched the scene in front of him and he shook his head.

"I guess you're not that experienced then." He teased me and I became even redder than before.

"Shut up, I didn't see you come in." I defended myself before turning around to look at him.

Immediately upon turning around my eyes grew big and my mouth fell open. Jake was standing in front of me with nothing more but a white towel hanging loosely around his hips. Small droplets of water were decorating his chest and his jet black hair was a hot mess. There was no way Jake wasn't teasing me on purpose.

"G-go and get dressed." I quickly spoke before turning around again while my face began to heat up even more. I felt my heart rate increase and my breathing became a bit irregular.

Jake was driving me crazy with his teasing and it wouldn't take long before I couldn't handle it anymore. He was surely becoming my death.

"Why? Am I making you nervous?" Jake suddenly softly spoke inside my ear again, a husky tone lacing his voice.

Immediately my breath hitched in my throat and my eyes grew even bigger. What the fuck had gotten into Jake?

However, a soft laugh soon left Jake's mouth again and he softly squeezed my shoulder.

"I like teasing you so much," He admitted before turning around and walking towards his bedroom. "I'll put some clothes on." He said while winking at me.

Once he had left the living room I raised both my hands and put them on my cheeks. My whole face was burning up and a shocked yet excited feeling was still present in my chest. What the hell he was doing to me?

~

An insecure look became visible on my face as soon as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a silk black tight dress and I wasn't completely sure if I looked good in them.

Softly I began to straighten my dress while looking at myself in the mirror with doubt visible in my eyes. Would this be good enough?

Currently, I was dressing myself up for a fancy party at the red eye dice, one of the casinos of red crew corporations.

Jessy and Lex had invited me and they would be picking me up in half an hour from now. Of course, that meant that I had more than enough time to change if I wanted to but with that, another problem also came lurking around the corner. If I wasn't going to wear this outfit then what the hell would I wear?

Jake wouldn't be joining the three of us at the party. He had some business meetings scheduled together with Kaden. The both of them would be meeting Thomas for their little plan to work.

That man had the answers they wanted and the two of them would do anything to get their hands on them. Tegan wouldn't be safe for much longer once Jake would find his hiding place.

A deep sigh left my mouth before I decided to just walk toward the living room. Immediately Jake's familiar face could be spotted on the couch while he was working on his laptop. With a sad face, I walked over to where he was sitting before taking place next to him.

"Why the sad face, baby?" Jake spoke as soon as he noticed the look on my face. Slowly I looked down while another deep sigh left my mouth.

"I look hideous," I spoke softly while an insecure tone was lacing my voice. Immediately Jake closed his laptop and placed a finger underneath my chin.

"You look stunning in anything. Now lift your head princess or your crown might slip off your head." He spoke in a sweet tone before sending a wink my way.

Immediately a soft red blush began to form on my face and my eyes grew big. Jake always knew exactly what to say to create a blush on my face. It was like Jake was doing it on purpose.

"I'm not sure if I should even go." I then spoke while locking eyes with him. I wasn't very curvy and while multiple people had told me that I had a pretty face, I thought so differently. I wasn't anything special, I was just an ordinary girl who had chased her dreams.

"And why in hell would you not go Mc?" Jake then asked, a confused tone lacing his voice.

According to Jake, Mc was the definition of perfect. The girl had a slim figure and a pretty face. However, that didn't matter much to Jake. Mc's personality was amazing and without a doubt, the girl was the kindest and most caring person Jake had ever met. The fact that Mc always failed to see how amazing she truly was saddened Jake a lot. She was very insecure and there wasn't any reason for it. Mc was perfect just the way she is.

"Because I look horrible," I said again while that insecure look became visible on my face. A deep sigh left Jake's mouth and he softly shook his head. A small smirk began to form on his face and he slowly crawled a bit closer to me.

"You know what, you're right. I don't think you should go tonight." Jake suddenly spoke. A big smirk was visible on his face and he looked at me as if I was some sort of prey.

An even sadder look quickly began to form on my face as soon as those words left Jake's mouth. I knew that I looked horrible. Jake had just tried to make me feel better. However, I knew damn well that I looked like shit. There was no point for Jake to keep lying if the truth was this obvious.

However soon I felt a hand softly press against my cheek and I was suddenly met with Jake's face. There was only a small gap between the two of us. Immediately my eyes grew big. What the hell was Jake doing?

A nervous feeling quickly began to overtake me completely and my heart rate picked up its pace quickly. Never before had the two of us been this close. An excited spark rushed up my spine as soon as Jake slowly began to lean in and my breath hitched in my throat.

A tense atmosphere was hanging between the both of us and an excited feeling began to form in my chest. I wanted nothing more than to be close to him. It had all I had been thinking about lately. Softly Jake brushed his lips over mine before giving me a small kiss on my lips.

"I'd rather have you all for myself tonight." He spoke before leaning in again and pressing his lips against mine.

As soon as Jake closed the gap between us completely I felt like I was in heaven. It was as if fireworks exploded in the distance and my life goal was fulfilled.

This moment was so magical to me that I wished to cherish it forever. I needed Jake to stay close forever. Slowly I began to wrap my arms around his neck before following his lead.

Both of us were slowly moving our lips against each other's and a deep red blush began to form on both of our faces. This moment was perfect and no one would be able to steal it away from us.

Slowly Jake licked my bottom lip and immediately I opened my mouth to let him in. Sparks of excitement rushed through my veins and I tightened my grip around his neck.

Immediately Jake pushed his tongue forcefully into my mouth and took the upper hand of our kiss. I gladly followed his lead and let him do whatever he wanted to do. Whatever Jake wanted, I was all in for it. I was all his.

Slowly Jake began to move his hands and placed them on the back of my head while he used the other to steady me. I was like putty in his hands. He could do anything he wanted with me and it gave me a very good feeling.

A loud yelp left my mouth as soon as Jake suddenly bit down on my bottom lip. However, it was soon followed by a spark of excitement and I felt Jake's smirk in our kiss.

"You like that baby?" He huskily whispered once he briefly disconnected his lips from mine, only to move on to my neck.

Immediately he began to suck on my neck and heavy puffs of air began to leave my mouth. Everything Jake did felt so fucking good and I didn't want the feeling to ever go away.

"Y-Yes very much." I managed to stammer out before I felt Jake slowly disconnect his lips from my neck, only to slowly kiss his way upwards.

"Mm-!" A loud moan left my mouth as soon as Jake began to suck on a certain spot behind my ear. Immediately a big smirk began to form on Jake's face and he began to suck on that certain spot more and more.

However unfortunately the sound of the elevator reaching our floor suddenly sounded through the room. Immediately both of us jumped apart. Deep red blushes were visible on both of our faces. Both of us had red, swollen lips and while a shy look was visible on my face, a big smirk was visible on Jake's.

"Yo Mc are you ready?" Jessy spoke once she walked into the room together with Lex. Immediately she halted her steps as soon as she noticed the intense stare the two of us in front of her were giving each other. Soon after she noticed our blushes and swollen lips. An amused smirk became visible on her face.

"Or maybe we should just leave you two alone."

However, as soon as those words left Jessy's mouth Jake softly shook his head before standing up from the couch.

"I have to get ready for the meeting anyway." He spoke before looking at flustered me on the couch. He sent a wink my way before turning around and walking toward his bedroom.

Meanwhile, there was still a big blush visible on my face and it felt like my whole face was on fire. A lot of time to think about what had happened wasn't something I had however because before I knew it Lex and Jessy dragged me from the couch while taking me to the elevator.

Both girls had huge grins on their faces and looked creepy as hell according to me.

As soon as the three of us were standing in the elevator both girls turned toward me. An uneasy feeling began to form in my chest as I looked at my friends with a weird look on my face.

"What?" I decided to say. The two other girls briefly exchanged a look before focusing on me once more.

"We want details, now!"

[chershire23]

Night Fury Makto

Confusion, hurt and finally excitement.

3rd pov

Most this chapter is gonna be written in “English” and “Na’vi”

Norm rushes at Spider wanting to hold the boy to make sure that he's not dreaming when he is suddenly knocked off his feet and pinned down by a paw the same size as his chest. A big black snout is in his face as forest green eyes glare at him and a deep growl vibrates the air around him. Aloka glares deep into his soul as she stares him down. “You will not touch my son, lanky one.” she hisses in English, her draconic accent thick.  Jake and Neytiri have to drag her off of Norm because it looks like he was about to become her next meal. “Whoa whoa, now let's all calm down a little ok, yeah?” Jake says as he and Neytiri hold Aloka away from Norm. Norm and Aloka stare at each other for a long stressful minute before Norm pipes up. “I know those eyes. Those are the eyes of the same animal that took spider from us when he was a baby.” Norm says as a flashback of the night Aloka took Spider flashes through his eyes.

“Mom what's he talking about?” I thought you said you found me abandoned? Spiders voice rings out from where he sits on Mo’at's lap, her and Kiri almost done with his hair. “You were abandoned, I found you crying dirty and abandoned in their care. Both me and Eywa knew you would be neglected if you stayed so that is why I took you. Eywa meant for you to be with me!” Aloka explains frantically her eyes filling with tears as her voice cracks. Spiders face is filled with confusion as he listens in multiple thoughts running through his head. “Really Eywa wanted you to break in and kidnap someone else's kid?” Norm asks sarcastically, folding his arms over his chest. He feels a bit more confident than he should in his human body against an animal that is almost 50 times stronger than he is and almost a full foot taller than him on all fours. “It is not kidnapping if the great mother shows you signs that the child is meant to be yours, beside i think you humans call that a “suprise” adoption.” Aloka sasses Norm getting all up in his face. 

Norm and Aloka continue this back and forth banter of theirs for a while. During this time Jake and Neytiri try to calm them down (mostly calm down Aloka) before someone gets hurt. Mo’at finished Spiders hair before leaving to get some medical paste knowing that someone's gonna need them later. Finally Poor Spider, his mind confused, and heart hurt flees the scene without any of the adults noticing. Was his mother lying and did she really kidnap him from these people that apparently know him or are they the liars and was he really neglected in their care? It is all so confusing for a little boy. He makes his treck to a special spot he goes to when he is confused and scared, to some of the only people who can comfort him at this time. “Spider wait, stop!” Kiri’s voice calls out from behind him. Turning around he sees that Kiri, Neteyam and Lo’ak had followed him. “You're tiny, how are you so fast?”  Lo’ak asks, dramatically falling to the ground panting heavily. “Get up skxawng.” Neteyam says nudging his little brother with his foot. 

Lo'ak get up and brushes himself off before putting his hands on spiders shoulders. “What's wrong cuz?” He asks concern lacing his voice. “Yeah Spider you just took off, you didn’t even tell your mom.” Neteyam voices as he kneels down to sit in front of Spider pulling the smaller boy with him his sibling following their older brother's lead sit down as well. “I'm just so overwhelmed by everything and I don't know who to believe anymore.” Spider says as he too sits and brings his knees up to his head. The four children sit in a bit of an awkward silence before Kiri speaks up. “What do Furies like to do?” She asks wanting to take her new friends mind off the bad and replace it with joy. “We sing.” Spider says with a small smile forming on his face. “What songs do you sing?” Neteyam asks Spider, curious about the songs the older boy grew up with. Spider immediately perked up at that before getting up and ushering the other children to follow him. “Come on if we hurry fast enough we can make it there in time!” Spider exclaims as he rushes through the forest.

“In time for what?” The three Navi kids shout out in unison as they struggle to keep up with the smaller boy. Despite Spider's smaller stature he moved incredibly fast and was extremely agile. “Carnival! It's a celebration my pack does once a year!” Spider says as he swings from one vine to another. The Sully kids follow after Spider the young human boy leading them through an unfamiliar part of the forest. Finally Spider stops in a small clearing in one of the denser parts of the forest. “We’re almost there. We just need to go through the entrance.” Spider says as he starts to walk around the small little clearing a little. “Bro i’m starting to think this is a prank of some kind because there is nothing here.” Lo’ak sassed and right as he finished speaking Spider jumps up and pulls down a vine causing the floor beneath the three young Na’vi to open up allowing them to fall into it screaming. Spider lets go of the vine and falls down after them laughing all the way. They slip and slide down a long slide like tunnel till they reach the end. Lo’ak falls out of the tunnel first. “I’m alive? I’m alive!” He shouts laughing before being dog piled by his sister and brother who fall out moments after him. Spider laughs as he flips over them landing safely on his feet.

“Well you slow pokes coming or not?” He teasingly asks his friends as they pick themselves up off the ground. He then takes off farther into the cave system jumping over rocks and roots every now and then turning around to make sure his friends are still right behind him. Kiri, Neteyam, and Lo’ak all do their best to keep up with their small human friend before stoping to take a breath near the end of another tunnel. “Spider, where are you taking us?” Kiri asks him as she sits down panting slightly. Neteyam pipes up as well. “Yeah bro it feels like you're leading us on a wild Nantang chase.” The eldest sully says as he pulls his little brother with him to sit down. “Home.” Is all Spider says as he pulls back a curtain of leaves and vines revealing a whole nother world to the three children. All different kinds of furies fly through the air, while others roost with their eggs in nests upon floating rocks and mountains alike. “Its like a underground forest.” Kiri gasps in awe while her brothers lean over the edge watching the dragons fly and play through the air. “Hey guys, look up.” Spider says and when they do they see that six furies watch them from another cavern above them. 

[gyumibear]

I need to know what was going to happen between Sunoo and Jake please........................... Please Gyumibear.................

ok so! i'm gonna explain their whole lore bc i never got to! ramblings under the cut + a tldr for those who care, but not a lot! <3

sunoo and jake met their first year of hs! sunoo was already close friends w yn and felix, but they had just started dating around this time too, so sunoo was constantly the third-wheel friend. so jake basically became his go to and they became best friends really quickly. sunoo always told jake about his dream of being a model, specifically at hybe models co. jake was always super supportive because he'd thought about modeling too, but at the time was insecure about his looks.

fast forward to two years before the events of create a simp, sunoo and jake were settling felix back in from his move back to korea. sunoo saw that yn and felix were both starting to do well career wise and he told jake "yk i think it's time i go for my dream. hybe is doing a recruitment event in a few weeks and i want to go. will you come with me, just to support? felix will probably be busy." and jake, being sunoo's best friend, he's like of course i'd do anything for you!

so they end up at the recruitment event and this goes down. the real tea on this whole event was that the hybe recruiters thought jake was the one applying and they were so taken with him that they offered him the job on the spot. jake, not knowing what was going to happen after, left to go sign papers. sunoo, left behind, is a little confused but he's like ok good for my friend! but turns out, the recruiters had gotten exactly what they wanted with jake and rejected sunoo.

so sunoo is rightfully crushed and when he gets back to the car with jake, he tells him he hopes that jake doesn't take the job out of solidarity. jake is like "hold up, you didn't get it?" and sunoo's like no bc they chose you. jake, because he's still kinda giddy over the fact that other people deem him attractive, is kind of a dick and he's like "well a win for me should be a win for both of us, right?" wrong! sunoo basically tells him that he's a leech and that he stabbed him in the back, waiting for the perfect moment to steal his dream. he tells jake he shouldn't have brought him and that he doesn't want to deal with jake anymore after this betrayal and jake is like fine whatever! you make everything about yourself anyway because you're insecure! (projecting a little bit) jake feels bad, but this opportunity really boosted his self-esteem, so he assumed that sunoo would probably just get over it.

no dice though because sunoo goes cold turkey, blocking him on everything. felix is also a bit distant with jake because he's not a neutral friend at all and yn is outright not talking to jake either because she's getting all this information while in a whole different continent so she's like wtf how dare he! bc sunoo is spitting downright vitriol, jake is like wtv you guys all suck! lowkey he does feel really bad, but what's done is done. especially if the group just dropped him like trash anyway.

now for what brought them back together!

while beomgyu was going through the events of chapter 28, jake decides that someone in their dwindling friend group has to stand on business, so he literally shows up at sunoo's house. he knows if he was to just call or text sunoo, he'd definitely not answer or block him if he wasn't already blocked but if he appears, he'd most likely take a second to hear him out.

sunoo does, because jake literally pours his heart out. how he regrets how everything went down, his insecurities with his looks, how it felt to be seen as someone with potential. how bad he felt that he stole sunoo's dream. literally tears spilling down his face and everything and sunoo's like... ok it's been two years and i'm a professional sugar baby /j anyways so who cares. (sunoo still became a model, but for a smaller company but he's content with that anyway bc felix also pays for basically all his stuff smh) and he admits that he missed jake's presence as well.

and so the next day they hung out and made up for lost time, which is what is seen in chapter 30 when sunoo makes his snap featuring jake! (yn was floored when she finally saw that by the way because she was still a certified jake hater.) but yes! that's the sunoo/jake lore! they made up and they came back stronger than ever.

tldr; jake and sunoo had a spat because jake took a job opportunity sunoo brought him to. sunoo thought jake was a snake, jake thought sunoo wasn't happy for him. they separated for two years and made up when jake finally had enough of being without his literal best friend and stood on business to apologize.

[dobiemart]

# — 01:02, ive got my eye on you.

paring, neteyam sully x na'vi! reader

wc, around 600

wrns, uhhhhhhhhh being outside idfk, the use of the word you is irritating as shit im so sorry

notes, prob ooc but ive obviously never written for him before so please dont banish me, its also been a hot minute since ive written in general

i dont really like this fic but yawl have it cause i cant delete a story with my husband in it

the beauty surrounding every inch of pandora was enough to keep you distracted for ages. each living thing had its own story to tell, a purpose to live, a partner to share their grounds with.

you took in the scenery with great detail, noting every reaction of what eywa had created for the people to enjoy. it was very easy to get lost in the patterns of plants aligning the pathway you strode through often.

as you continued walking, alerts to something – more less someone – traversing with you became more apparent. a twig snap here, a rustled bush there, and stifled laugh or two thrown in the mix.

the sounds became closer and closer, stalking its way close near you. a small smirk couldn't help but bully its way onto your face, knowing what was to come in a matter of seconds.

you heard the creature release one last breath, before starting to charge and pounce on your tall frame before–

“don't even think about it.”

though you couldn't see, you knew his shoulders deflated after you’d recognised him, his ears and tail drooping in defeat.

“how’d you know it was me?” neteyam huffed, disappointment laced in his voice. he took a series of large steps to get in front of you, sporting a small pout to exaggerate his emotion.

“you act as if i've ever fallen for it. a different tactic would benefit you, skxawng.” you snickered back at the boy.

since you were introduced by him accidentally sneaking up on you, he'd to sneak up on you like a predatory viperwolf everytime he had the chance.

after the first time, he never succeeded, yet he tried. the determination to get one small scare from you was quite cute.

“must you always ruin my fun, y/n?" he gave a goofy smile and a huff, repositioning himself to walk beside you.

“must you always invade my walks? one day i’ll be fooled into thinking you were a pack of nantangs. 'm gonna send you to eywa early,” you jokingly scolded, emphasizing your words with a small flick, earning a slight hiss.

unlike usual, neteyam didn't retort with a sassy remark. he’d gone deathly silent. if you couldn't feel his large presence beside you, you’d think he’d gone.

turning to see what had made him quiet, you were met with his luminous eyes staring daggers into your skull. his gaze wasn't broken by being caught, instead focusing on the glint in your eyes.

“what? is there something on me, nete?” you questioned, still immensely confused from the sudden mood switch.

“no. nothing is on you, my tsahìk. i just like looking at you, that is all.” he said, as if it was common sense. it brought a sudden heat into your skin, spreading throughout your body.

you covered your mouth, not wanting to show the childish smile sprouting upon your lips. though, neteyam didn't appreciate that. he moved himself in front of you again, blocking you from continuing on the path.

looking down at your slightly smaller frame, his mothers gaze shining through, neteyam gently pulled your hand away. he needed to see your smile, knowing that he was the one that put it on your face.

“you don't ever have to hide from me, my love.” he paused shortly, wondering if he’d used the name he heard his dad use right. “i want to see you. i do see you.”

he rested his forehead against yours, gaining a sweet smile of his own when you returned his gaze.

“and i see you, neteyam.”

additional talk, wake up!! its the first fic of the month!!!

i toldd yawlll i go on hella hiatusesss... but im back because my avatar phase is reuniting for neteyam and lo'ak and jake and neytiri and did i mention neteyam and my baby daddy neteyam (if u cant tell i love neteyam.)

i cannot explain how much i love every single second of anything avatar related and im glad everybody is realizing these 10 foot motherfuckers with hourglass bodies are fuckable loveable.

there will mosttt def be more fics coming soon (and i promise ima hit those requests asap), along with my annual monthly blog revamp and such and such yada yada whatever i miss my boy and im tired goodnight.

© dobiemart 2023 — ☆ (OH MY GOD ITS 2023 JHAHSHF)

[quietmyfearswith]

happy hoelidays ; preferences

warnings — allusions to smut, swear words, wanting kids (idk)

characters — andy barber, steve rogers, ransom drysdale, jake jensen, bucky barnes, lance tucker, syverson, will shaw, august walker

a/n — here’s my entry for the happy hoelidays 2020 hosted by @stargazingfangirl18, @navybrat817 , and @donutloverxo 🎄 Y/M/N = your mother’s name 🎄 lmk what you think!!

their love language | with their little | when you’re insecure | slipping into little space | fussy

masterlist

I asked for one thing this year…you — dialogue prompt

Andy was going over the last of his files; as Christmas neared, he decided to take the week off. Despite it being something he didn’t usually do, he deemed it only necessary since he was spending the particular holiday with his beloved. Hearing the bustling of Christmas ornaments and decorations made the lawyer raise his gaze from the papers in front of him to the girl who was placing stockings with his and Y/N’s names by the fireplace — he didn’t even know that they had such stockings. “What do you have there, baby?” 

Turning to him with a wide grin as she held the two trinkets, “I bought these two when I was at the mall the other day; they’re so cute!” As she pinned them by the fireplace, Andy hugged her so his front was flush against her back. “I do think they’re adorable like you,” Pressing a sloppy kiss on her cheek, Y/N giggled as his facial hair tickled her, “But I don’t think that the Christmas sock is necessary, especially for me.” Looking over to him with worried eyes and furrowed eyebrows, Y/N assumed the worst, “You don’t like it? Is it the color? Or did you see the gift I bought for you and think it’s shit?” Stopping her from overthinking, Andy kissed her deeply and held her hands between their chests to prevent her from wiggling away, “It’s not that, baby.” His statement didn’t help her confusion so Andy further explained, “I asked for one thing this year,” Kissing the knuckles in both her hands before looking up at her with pure love and adoration before confessing, “You. You’re what I asked for and I’m glad it came true.”

Oh, see, I thought we were going to enjoy a nice holiday dinner, and then you had to go and do that. I’m very disappointed, sweetheart — dialogue prompt

Knowing how much his girlfriend adored the Christmas season, August tried his best to end any missions before it or not accept any new ones. Thankfully this year he wasn’t needed elsewhere; so he decided to cook up a delicious homemade meal for the two of them. While he was doing the final preparations for their meal, he wondered what Y/N was doing. As he placed the chicken he cooked on the table, he removed the apron — something she’d gifted him when she found out he developed a habit of cooking and was extremely good — and headed to their shared bedroom, “Little one? Where are you?”

Y/N was nervous as she twirled in front of the mirror completely fixated on whether or not the babydoll she was going to wear later after their dinner looked good; so fixated she failed to hear his deep voice call out for her. When the door creaked open she turned around, they both gasped at the situation they were in. Y/N wasn’t planning for August to catch her in one of his gifts this early; while the latter was incredibly turned on that his erection was aching to be attended to. “Oh, see, I thought we were going to enjoy a nice holiday dinner,” He pointed to the door as he approached her with slow steps; “And then you had to go and do that,” He grabbed the cloth of her skimpy outfit before continuing, “I’m very disappointed, sweetheart.” Confused about his arousal that she mistook for anger, “What do you mean, Aug? Don’t you like this babydoll I got for you?” Her pout was so adorable that it only added to his desire for her as he clarified, “I love the babydoll, but I’m disappointed because now food’s gonna get cold because we’re gonna have to take care of this,” He grabbed one of her hands and let it feel his raging erection against his pants. Giggling at his problem, Y/N then squeezed his cock and sultrily teased, “Let’s get to it then, daddy.”

Congratulations. You’ve officially won the Ugly Sweater contest. — dialogue prompt

There were a lot of technological advancements that Bucky was thankful for; the improvement of the laundry washer and dryer wasn’t one of them though. It was just too much to comprehend for his cyborg brain with all the options and different detergents and products one can use. So he came to a compromise with his girlfriend; she’ll do the loading of their clothes into the washer and dryer, while he’ll unload them from the dryer and fold them. That set up worked perfectly for the two of them given how Y/N loathed having to fold clothes. But Bucky’s luck was wearing thin; Y/N was out running errands for the Christmas party of the Avengers and the former Winter Soldier was left alone at their living quarter. “Fuck it,” He whispered as he gathered all their dirty clothes and headed to the washer. The sweater he was going to wear was in the dirty pile of clothes and despite his disinterest in laundry. He poured whatever cleaning product looked suitable for the clothes and pushed the button that accomplished the task in the shortest amount of time. Opening the dryer, he immediately fished for his sweater and gasped out loudly with what the clothing article looked like. The once gray sweater was now littered with red and green streaks — thanks to the other Christmas sweaters and pajamas his girl had — and by some sorcery there was a white lace stuck to it as well as some colored cotton balls that were made to look like Christmas ornaments. Deciding that he didn’t really care, he decided to discard the shirt he was wearing and  be clothed in the sweater.

As he was walking over to the party hall, his eyes brightened upon seeing his girlfriend; hugging her from behind he planted a kiss on her cheek, “Hey, doll.” Smiling brightly at him, she kissed his nose and moved out from their hug and took a good luck on her boyfriend. Chuckling at what he was wearing she teased him, “Congratulations. You’ve officially won the Ugly Sweater contest.” He rolled his eyes as he buried his face in her neck to tickle her, which proved successful as she let out a bunch of giggles that made him chuckle against her skin — adding to the vibrations. “Maybe you should ask for Santa for a simple washer and dryer this year?” Shaking his head as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders so they could enter the room he told her, “Only thing I wished for is to spend more Christmases with you.”

^ gif prompt

Despite having computer skills Jensen couldn’t find out the perfect gift for his girl — even though he may have snooped around on her phone and laptop and yet his search remained unfruitful and the man still was clueless on what to get her. He ended up buying a lot of gifts which included her favorite chocolate and snacks, jewelry he hoped she’d like, a sweater he thought would look adorable on her, lingerie he knew would fit her well, her favorite scented candles, and a framed print photograph of the two of them. As he was delicately placing the items into a large box he bought in her favorite color. Deep in focus, he failed to take note of the presence of his beloved woman, “What you got there, babe?”

Startled, he jumped to stand up and used his body as a shield to avoid her curious and wandering eyes to see the gifts. “Babe! Didn’t hear you come in. What are you doing here?” Chuckling at his flustered state she sassed at him, “Well I live here too, right?” As he placed his hands on his hips he shook his own head as he grimaced at himself and was internally smacking himself for his dumb reply; his girlfriend was more amused with his flustered expression rather than what he was previous doing. “Well the surprise is ruined now; since I was wrapping my gifts for you,” It broke Y/N’s heart to see him disappointed in himself so she placed a kiss on his cheek and covered her eyes with her hands, “I’m not looking so you can put that away; then to make you feel better we can have sex.” Jensen was immediately turned on with her sultry tone and preposition that he just shoved all off the things inside the box before covering it; carrying her bridal style and leaving out the spare room. Y/N was laughing loudly at how her boyfriend was more than eager to carry out her suggestion.

“Since when are you so good at wrapping gifts?” — dialogue prompt

The only gifts that were under Y/N and Sy’s Christmas tree were either gifts that had been given to them by friends or the few presents she bought for her boyfriend. Part of her was optimistic that Sy had gotten her a gift too big that it was impossible to place it underneath the tree; but the more pessimistic part of her taunted her that he didn’t bother getting her a gift. Sipping on her hot chocolate as she watched a movie, she scrunched up her face in confusion upon hearing Sy let out grunts as he walked towards her. “Are you alright, bear?” At the moment she cursed at how thick her man was since his body concealed what he held behind him. “I couldn’t wait any longer ‘till the 25th, bug. Just had to give my gift to you.” His Texan accent was thick as he was proud of the gift he held.

She patted the spot beside him and he was more than willing to sit beside her; then pushing up the wrapped up box he himself wrapped. Holding the huge box in her smaller hands, she threw him a mocking look, “Since when are you so good at wrapping gifts?” Rolling his eyes at her jab, he brought his hand to tickle her side, “Since I had to give my girlfriend the best gifts I could ever give her.” Her heart melted with his sincerity and knew in herself that even though she has yet to find out what’s inside the box but knew that it was the best gift she ever received. Pressing a kiss to both his cheeks she shyly mumbled, “Thank you, bear,” Before proceeding to open up the gift. It was a bit of a struggle for Y/N to open the gift as the packaging tape Sy used was sticky on her fingertips; the former Army captain refusing to help her in her distress but instead just chuckled at her adorable reactions. “Oh my God, Sy!” She squealed as she saw what was hidden under the poorly wrapped gift was the laptop she was eyeing for a while since her old one was pissing her off. The captain wrapped his arms around her smaller figure as she put the box on the floor gently and launched herself on her boyfriend’s lap to press kisses all over his bearded face. “You love my gift, bug?” Nodding enthusiastically she pressed a passionate kiss on his lips before answering, “I did bear; thank you so much!”

“Well, well, well looks like you’re my gift…and now I get to unwrap you.” — dialogue prompt

Lance shut the door as he came home after attending the Christmas party he and his fellow coaches and gymnasts had. He was wearing a silly Christmas sweater and a red belt that was tied to mimic a ribbon from a wrapped gift. “I’m in the living room, angel,” He yelled in hopes that his girlfriend would come to him. When he heard the soft pitter patter of her feet, he smiled upon seeing her figure approach him. “Lancey! How was the party?” She wrapped his arms around his neck as he peppered kisses on his neck to which the gymnast giggled at as he was getting tickled by her shenanigans. “It was alright; turns out Maggie got me for secret Santa and just gave me hair gel.” Pausing her actions, she moved away from his neck and ruffled his hair, “She knows you really well considering how you use so much.”

Feigning offense, he placed a hand on his chest as he gasped, “It takes a lot of work to get this hair to look perfect, like it always does.” Giggling at his response she just kissed his cheek and reassured him, “It always looks good, Lancey; but I do love your bed hair the most.” Her lingering hands lifted his sweater a bit and was shocked to see his belt, “Well, well, well looks like you’re my gift,” With curious eyes he looked at her as she wiggled her eyebrows as she lowered herself to kneel on the floor; by now he caught her drift, smirking as he let her do as she pleases, “And now I get to unwrap you.”

^ gif prompt

It was the annual Avengers�� Christmas outreach program and though he wasn’t the overall head, Steve volunteered which resulted in his girlfriend doing the same. As he was handing out the gift baskets the other agents had prepared, he looked over to find Y/N who was currently entertaining the kids. A loving gaze rested on his face upon seeing how much of a sweetheart and how caring she was around kids — his thoughts then drifted about how much more gentle and nurturing she would be if it were their own kids. Few hours after the outreach program ended, Steve was waiting by one of the couches for Y/N as she was still talking to some of the other agents, wishing them a great Christmas Eve. Smiling as she saw his sculpted face she plopped herself down on his lap as she snuggled herself to him, “Hey there, soldier.” 

“You look real happy, doll,” He took note as she stroked the skin of her arm and felt her purr in pleasure from the simple act. “The kids were so sweet and adorable! One of them even thought I was a princess,” As she cooed about the children she interacted with earlier, Steve could not help his imagination as it drifted to images of him and Y/N taking care of their own. Settling one of his hands on her stomach, he began to run slow and soft circles on her skin as he spoke, “What if we had our own?” Craning her neck to look at him, she asked for clarification about what he meant, “What exactly are you saying, Steve?” A soft, serene smile graced his lips as he humorously spelt it out for her, “Why don’t we ask Santa for our own kid this year?” More than thrilled with his suggestion, she kissed his lips multiple times as she excitedly kissed his lips repeatedly, “Yes, yes, yes! I’d love that so much!” Pleased with her response he hugged her as he uttered lowly, “Best part of trying for a kid is the sex we’ll be having.”

Baking together — general prompts

“Baby, can you come over here?” Will��s voice called for his girlfriend as he was laying down the ingredients he bought earlier. Appearing from the bathroom where she peed, she stood beside him as she placed a hand on the kitchen island, “What you got here, bub?” Opening the recipe for the Christmas cookies he found on the internet, he pointed to his tablet and the ingredients, “I need help baking cookies, please.” Y/N softly chuckled at how her man was pouting at her for needing help. “What are the cookies for, Will?”

Pushing away from the sink and heading over towards her, he trapped her between his body and the kitchen island as he revealed, “Well this is really the first time that I’ve been excited to spend the Christmas season,” The business consultant knew that when she tilted her head that she was confused with where his explanation was going so he just bluntly let it out, “I was hoping that us baking together could be our Christmas tradition.” Y/N could not help but feel the butterflies in her stomach erupt as she loved what Will had to say. Nodding her head excitedly,  she hugged him, “I’d love that so much, bubba. That can be our holiday tradition starting from now.”

Kissing under the mistletoe — general prompts

The Christmas Eve gala Carter threw was nothing short of elegant and alluring. But as the CEO had his arm wrapped around his girlfriend, it was the only proof he needed to believe that the night was elegant and alluring with her by his side; they both donned the color red in the suit he wore and gown she was dressed in. “You did a good job, Car,” Y/N whispered before pressing a kiss on the shell of his ear. Politely ending his conversation with one of his business partners, Carter smiled at her, “I think I did. I mean, I got myself a beautiful girl who loves me so much and is great at bed.” His jab resulted into her softly slapping his chest to which he only laughed at as he pressed a kiss on her cheek. “There’s something I wanna show you,” Allowing himself to be dragged away, he excused themselves just as some people were trying to start a conversation with them.

“What did you want to show me, angel?” Standing face to face at an empty hallway, he wondered about what it was she wanted to show him. With a grin — one that seemed innocent but the man knew better that if anything her mind had impure thoughts — she pointed a finger up and his gaze followed and smirked upon seeing a mistletoe hanging from above the ceiling. “My needy girl just wanted a kiss from me huh?” Nodding her head, his soft hands cupped her cheeks and pulled her in so he could plant an ardent kiss on her lips; smiling when he felt her claw at his back moan at the touch of his lips against hers. Breaking away from the kiss Y/N grabbed one of his hands — though Carter raised a brow with what she was up to but remained mum — as he guided his hand down her body he was surprised when she pressed his hand against her clothed core, “My panty has a mistletoe printed on it; does it mean you’ll kiss me there too?” Biting his lip as he got hot and bothered at the thought, Carter promised, “Angel, even without a mistletoe you can bet on it that I’m gonna kiss and fuck you down there.”

Friends w/ benefits  — trope prompts

Ransom rolled on the bed and faced where Y/N was laying; he shocked himself as he ran his finger over the shape of her face with a rare, loving expression on his face. Before going up to dress himself up he kissed her forehead then headed for the kitchen. As he was preparing a pot of coffee and some toast for him and Y/N, he smiled as he heard some footsteps coming from her bedroom; might be waking up already, he thought. The front door opened to reveal a woman who looked like Y/N, but he suspected was older given how she had wrinkles on her face and had gray spots in her hair. “Oh, am I in the wrong apartment? I swear this where my daughter, Y/N, lives.” Putting the puzzle pieces together, he reassured her, “Oh don’t worry you’re in the right apartment,” He pointed to her bedroom as he spoke, “She just woke up and is probably washing up.” Ransom introduced himself as Y/M/N did the same as they shook hands; before an awkward silence could envelope them, there was a soft ping that came from the coffee pot to announce that the hot beverage was ready, “Would you like a cup of coffee?” The older woman nodded as she removed her jacket and hung it on the coat rack, “Yes please; I also bought some bagels and croissants that we could eat.”

“Mom! What are you doing here?” Y/N gasped out in shock as she saw her mother placing down some food on the table; she was also quick to throw an apologetic look at Ransom. “Well seeing as you’ve never given me a direct answer on whether you’ll be spending Christmas Eve with me and your father, I decided to personally get an answer from you.” The trust fund baby quietly laughed at the exchange between the two women; he never witnessed a banter that was filled with love and genuine wit without disdain or revulsion mixed around in it. “Okay, fine I’ll go!” Y/N sighed up in defeat as her mother clapped her hands excitedly, “Is Ransom coming as well? It’s about time you introduced us to your boyfriend you know!” With widened eyes, the younger woman was at disbelief at the fact she knew the name of her fuck buddy; She wondered about how did Ransom introduce himself he was ahead of her in answering, “We’ve been together for just half a year now; but I guess Y/N was just embarrassed of me.” Flinching as her mother smacked her arm as she scolded about how you shouldn’t be ashamed about the ones we care about Y/N was quick to retort, “I’m not ashamed of you. But if you want you can meet my parents on Christmas.” Both Ransom and her mother were smiling wide — clearly excited for that day. As her mother excused herself to go the bathroom, Y/N was now left with the former playboy and she moved to stand beside him and was pleasantly surprised when he engulfed her in a hug, “Is this your subtle way of telling me you want to be more than friends with benefits?” He smirked at her after placing a kiss on her forehead to confirm that it was indeed what he wanted, “Don’t gloat too much about it, princess.”

[stargaze-issei]

— 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞?

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; who would catch you if you throw yourself to their arms, no matter what they’re doing. if you have seen b99, much like sarge when jake tries it.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; none.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; i was watching b99 and thought about these lmao. also, i used a number generator so these are completely random. lemme know if u want a part 2!!

↳ ukai; ushijima; aone; kageyama; tanaka; tsukishima; bokuto; yaku; komori; sakusa; kyoutani; iwaizumi; ennoshita; osamu; kenma.

𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧— would definitely try, depends on what he’s doing. if he’s holding, idk, a coffee cup or smth, won’t drop it, instead, both of you will end up covered in coffee. will scold you after because he got scared.

𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢— yes. even if he is holding something, somehow manages to both catch you and not drop anything.

𝐚𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮— he can do it but is kinda confused(? more than one time you both fell, sometimes he partially caught you and some others you ended up on the floor. no matter how many times you do it he can’t get used to it.

𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐨— no. he may have amazing reflexes in the court but no. at most, he’ll lift his arms TRYING to do something but he won’t.

𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐚 𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞— the first time you do it, he doesn’t catch you. but after that he’s always alert and committed you every time. sometimes HE would throw himself to you.

𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐢— can react and if he wanted to, would catch you. he actually does it the first time, until he realized you were testing him, then he just lets you fall.

𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨— HE CAN DO IT EYES CLOSED, no matter what, he does it and does it right. tried doing it on you but man forgot he's buffy af.

𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞— if you’re smaller than him, yes, most of the times, yes. if you’re taller than him, that’s just mean ok. still, will try, and if he does it?? beyond proud of himself.

𝐤𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐲𝐚— can try lmao. sometimes a hit of luck will come and he manages to catch you, though he feels so bad when he doesn’t, poor baby.

𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚— he did it once and he’ll do it again.

𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞— we all know he can do it, and he will do it, anytime. it’s totally like sarge from b99, will drop anything in order to catch you.

𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮— acts like he can’t do it because he doesn’t want to do it, but he can.

𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨— sometimes he can, sometimes he can’t, but all the times he looks at you with the biggest frown.

𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢— no. won’t catch you, never. will look at you straight in the eye and tell you how he could do it but won’t.

𝐤𝐨𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐚— no.

[2018shawn]

newborn???

I’m soft for dad!Tom atm so how about surprising him that you’re pregnant by giving him a mini Spider-Man suit. 🥺🥺🥺

a/n: I can’t believe how much I’m writing am I feeling OkAyY??? I really loved this request so THANK U I also really enjoyed writing this and think it may be one of my favourite things ever wieghnksd thank u to @shawnsmoose​ for putting up with me annoying her 

a/n 2.0: can we also appreciate the ending bc I feel it is true tom style ... caring ... but not necessary 

warnings: the teeniest tiniest talk of smut until Tom does a tom. swearing I think?? maybe??? fluff???? TESSA. BABIES. HAPPY BYE 

You sighed, looking at the ridiculously big clock on the wall opposite you. 6pm; Still at least another hour until Tom got home and that’s with the best of traffic. Straightening the table runner yet again, you brushed over it with your hands to remove any creases before moving on to straightening the cutlery. It was funny, really; that you thought cooking tom’s favourite dinner would somehow soften the blow of the news you had to break to him.

Okay, you said aloud to yourself, stepping back with your hands on your hips to admire your - if you say so yourself – perfect display. Checking under your seat where you always sat, you made sure the small gift bag was there, just in case you’d dreamt putting it there, nodding to yourself when you saw it sat waiting. Might as well make a start on the vegetables.

In the kitchen, you played some soft music to calm your nerves. You stood in the door of the refrigerator, the light hitting you as you squinted at the half-finished bottle of white wine which was screaming your name. It’s gonna be a long 9 months. Sighing as you grabbed the peach lemonade instead; you flipped it towards the counter, feeling super impressed with yourself when it landed upright. Tom and Jake would never, you thought, laughing to yourself as you recalled their excitement on the plane when they managed to get it in the cup holder in one go.

It was safe to say, after one and a half months of him filming in a completely different country, you were ready for him to return as even the pictures on the walls were rolling their eyes at you talking to yourself. Your phone pinged, and you pulled it from your back pocket before it had even stopped vibrating.

Traffic ain’t too bad. See you soon, baby girl 🥺🏡💛

Can’t wait, roastie’s are in the oven and beers in the fridge 🐷🍺

Marry me? 💛💛💛

You giggled as you were about to shove your phone back in your pocket, another vibration forcing you to open your phone screen again.

Actually, that’s not even a question. You will marry me 🍑😈

“Oh honey, I’m homeeeeee!” He sang, and you heard his suitcase roll across the hard hallway floor before it stopped, assumingly being propped up at the bottom of the stairs. You’d missed his goofy ways, he annoyingly loud voice, his warm hugs.

He practically ran into the kitchen, hitting the breaks when he saw you heading towards his direction. “HI,” he screamed, actually running up to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You think he almost knocked you over, but you knew he wouldn’t allow that to happen. Holding you close, he made a super squishy noise as he bear hugged you, lifting you off the ground.

“Hi, baby” You giggled, pulling your head away, your chests still touching, and arms still tangled around each other.

His lips came crashing down, eager to feel you, touch you, taste you. He’d missed you more than he’d let on since he’d been away. He knew you struggled being alone for such a long period of time, so he took it upon himself to be the stronger one, insisting that it wasn’t long until he’d be home and you’re in his arms. He, of course, felt even possibly worse than you did, wanting nothing more to be home with you, to make sure you’re safe. He’d be lying if he said his brothers coming around to borrow his computer shit was all coincidental.

He tasted of a mixture of mento’s, the mint ones, and cherry pepsi max and it felt infectious. He hummed into your lips as your fingers found their way into his bouncy hair and his fingers curled into your waist, almost like he was checking you were actually real. “How long do we have until dinner’s ready?” He smirked, nudging your nose with his.

On cue, the timer on the oven starting a repetitive beep and he groaned, pouting his bottom lip out like a little kid when you walked away, swaying your hips with an extra bounce. He tried distracting you as you dished up your meal, which was the last thing he wanted to eat with you stood in front of him. “Tom, I need to talk to you first, remember.”

“Yeah, but we could also talk after?” His arms were wrapped around your waist as you spooned the vegetable on his overloaded plate; you were definitely a feeder. You swatted his arm away as he tried to steal a roast potato, which were of course covered in your secret seasoning. He managed to sneak one, groaning and whistling out loud when he realised it was far too hot for consumption. Raising your eyebrows, you scowled him as if to say I told you so.

To say he was more interested in tasting you than tasting his dinner, it wasn’t on his plate for longer than 7 minutes, approx, washing the whole thing down with the rest of his beer. He joked that he’d finished filming now, meaning there was room for more food without a strict diet for once.

“So, you wanted to talk?” He asked, leaning back in his chair as he patted at his stomach. Oh the irony.

“Uh, yeh…” you shuffled in your seat, palms feeling sweaty and throat going a little dry, “I got you something.”

You started to bend down, to retrieve your gift from under the table but he slid back in his chair, causing a screech across the wooden floor, “OOOO, NO. I got YOU something!”

“No, Tom, can it…” he was already out the door heading to his suitcase before you could finish, leaving you to finish your sentence, “… wait.”

He came back through, holding a tiny bag, placing a delicate kiss on your forehead. “There was this little store and I knew you’d love it, because you like silver jewellery, so I got this made.” He shoved it in your hands, pulling the seat out and sitting next to you, instead of in his normal seat opposite. Your heart warmed at his thoughtful gift, although you had to chew at your lip as your nerves built. Inside was a little box, wrapped in a delicate white ribbon, with assumingly the company name’s initials embossed onto the front. It was like he was watching you open a Christmas present, spilling tails of how he thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s got you yet and if you don’t wear it, he will. Your lips parted as you opened the lid, the silver bangle shining up at you. Wrapped around were three separate charms; two T’s, and your own initial. “Because we’re like a little family, right? And I wanted to be with you, and you…” he laughed as he stroked Tessa who was sat under his feet, “even if I’m physically not.”

You weren’t soft, by any stretch of the imagination, but something about tom made you feel like jelly and melt like butter. “I bloody love you, you idiot.” You beamed, “it’s beautiful, thank you.” You couldn’t help but note how there may soon need to be another initial on there, panicking as you played his words over in your mind. We’re like a little family. What if what you’re about to tell him is going to ruin everything? What if he doesn’t want it? What if he doesn’t want you?

“So… my turn now,” he smiled, fluttering his eyelashes at you. You sighed heavily. Here goes nothing. Reaching under your chair, his eyebrows raised with an impressed glow at your organisation, much different to his presentation. He furrowed his eyebrows, hands reaching out for the small, brown gift bag, clinching his fingers back and forth like a little kid himself.

If he thought you opened your present slowly, boy, did he wanna be in your shoes right now. He fought with the white tissue paper you’d wrapped the small item in, muttering to himself as he eventually just ragged it out and threw it behind him, tessa immediately jumping to it and running around with it in her mouth like the proudest dog in the world.

The pattern of the item was familiar to him - how could it not be? The red and blue suit, with black lines decorating the majority, was exceptionally smaller compared to the one he wore on set. His face was scrunched up in confusion, “you know I can just get one that fits me right?”

“It’s not meant to fit you,” you rolled your eyes, reaching over and turning over the size tag that was still attached.

“First size/newborn” he whispered to himself, “newborn...”

He sat for about 10 seconds in silence, and it killed you, because it felt like 10 hours. His eyes finally snapped up to meat your worried overwatch, “NEWBORN?!”

Excitingly repeating the word, he pointed at the small baby grow “newborn?”

Then to his (in true Tom style) his penis, “newborn?”

And then finally to your lower stomach, “newborn?”

You nodded, bringing your lips together into a thin line as you let him digest the news. He grabbed the small sleepsuit, clutching it in his hand as he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around you, wanting to never let go. “I didn’t know if you wanted this yet, and I understand if you’re not ready, and we can talk, but I really think I...”

He pulled you back, a hand on each shoulder, resting his forehead against yours. “Y/N, this is the best fucking this to ever happen to me, to us. Thank you so much...” your eyes filled up, just as his did, only yours was with relief. You’d never considered getting rid of the baby, and hoped Tom didn’t want to either, but you did come to accept that he might not be ready.

“I think I should thank you, it’s you that looked really hot at the premiere. And it’s also you that didn’t pull out quick enough, evidently” You giggled, and he laughed too, using his thumbs to wipe the tears that were only just escaping your eyes.

“You looked hot too.” He stated, giving you a peck on the lips. “How long have you known?”

“About a week, I knew your dumb ass would fly home and ruin filming for something that’s the size of a blueberry.”

“Oh my god, we got a baby blueberryyyy” he grinned, his hand coming down to rest on your stomach.

“I mean, yeh, but at the minute all you’ll feel is just roast potatoes in there”

Tucked up in bed, you rested on his chest, his fingers drawing random patterns on your side as you leant into him. “Are we really.. gonna do this?” You stuttered out, feeling his lips press to the top of your head.

He adjusted so you shuffled gently onto your back, rolling himself on top of you, leaning on his forearms to be careful not to crush you, and your blueberry. “I wouldn’t ever force you to keep it... him... her? Baby berry?... But I know you’re just scared. And I am too but that’s ok.” He pressed loving kisses to your tingling lips between each set of words as your hands toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck, “I mean, we were gonna have one eventually.”

“We were?” You smirked, interested to hear more.

“Mhmmm...” he hummed, moving his lips from your mouth and across your jaw, eventually ending up at the delicate skin on your neck as he spoke, “I think 3. 1 boy, 1 girl, 1 blueberry...” Your laugh filled the room at not only his tom-ness, but the way his breath tickled your neck as he spoke. “In a big house, and another tessa, maybe a couple more chickens because my kids are gonna love dippy egg and soldiers.”

His tongue lapped the areas his teeth were nibbling, swapping his needy, harsh touch for a more gentle approach. You groaned into him, back arching as he grazed all your sensitive spots, his hands running up your t shirt and cupping your breast. You moaned his name into him, with nothing but love filling the word.

Your nipples grew hard between his fingers as he toyed with you, barely noticing how he was moving around on top of you, reaching over to the bedside drawer and rummaging through.

“Tom, what on Earth are you doing?” You laughed.

“Getting a condom?

[youralternantpersonality]

Please Take Me

Please Take Me

 Request: Yes by anon. Embry Call x Reader: Hi! Could I please have a request where Embry saves the reader’s life, and in doing so imprints on them?

 A/n: It’s been a minute since I wrote something. So, thank you to whoever requested this! I hope it is what you wanted, and I hope you like it. This request helped me remember what I miss and enjoyed the most about writing. So, double thank you, my love!

Enjoy!

***

You know how they say, always pay attention to your surroundings. Especially at night. And if you're a female (even though it does happen to males too). Yeah, well, guess who decided to not pay attention exiting the grocery store after my shift. My boss, Lenny, asked if he could walk me to my car and I refused. One, because he’s kind of creepy—he’s nice, but he just looks at you like he’s shocked at something. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him blink at least 3 times in a conversation I had with him. But secondly, I was exhausted.

I had 3 Karen’s and their husband Bob come into the store to complain about the quality of the meat, the long lines, or just because I had an “attitude.” And of course, I had to kick out at least an additional 4 people for not wearing a mask.

“It’s my right as an individual to not wear one.” Yeah, Dick and Barbra, it’s also my right to kick your ass.

“We have the right to not serve you, so go put on a mask or don’t come back. I simply don’t care.” I turn to the phone to make an announcement. “Security, please come to the front. We have a D.A.A.M.” D.A.A.M—Dumb Ass Anti-Maskers. But yeah, my day, like most days, was just peachy.

I always park my car on the side of the parking lot. Right next to the exit way and within eyesight of the security footage. I was halfway there where suddenly, I was pushed to the ground. I looked around and saw no one or thing around. So, I calmly got up, and I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I sprint to my car and unlock it. As I get in, I take a breather and turn on my car. I look in my rearview mirror, and I see dark red eyes looking back at me. Neither one of us moved. You know how you’re in so much shocked as something that if you look away, you’ll be afraid you’ll never see it again or you question if you ever saw it.

Yeah, that’s what is happening now. Neither of us blinked, moved, or exhaled. It wasn’t until a creepy smile formed on its face that I reacted. Before I could scream or move towards the door, they had their hand wrapped around my mouth.

“Drive, and don’t do anything stupid little one.” I nod my head and slowly drive off back towards my home near La Push but just beyond Forks' line. I slowly drive to buy myself some time to find an escape. But apparently, he already knew what I was thinking.

“Don’t even think about it, my little rabbit. Take a left up here.” I follow his orders, and he leads me to a wooded area. I park my car close to the street, and we get out and head towards the woods. I’m not sure how far we’ve gotten, but I know as I look around, all I see is darkness, tall trees, and I can’t hear the passing cars on the main road.

“Let’s play a game, shall we?” he says, squeezing my arm, whispering into my ear. I look up at him, and he smiles and chuckles.

“Don’t worry, my little rabbit, we’re just going to play a nice game of ‘Hound and the Heir.’ You know that child game. Do you know or remember how to play?” he says, circling me. I nod my head, yes, tears coming down my face, not excited for what’s going to happen next.

“Good! How about I be generous and let my little heir go first. Ready…” I know I’m not going to make it.

“Set…” I say a quick prayer.

“GO!” I take off. Not sure where I’m going, not sure what direction I’m heading. All I know is, it’s better than where I was before. In the meantime, I scream and cry for help.

“HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME!” I scream into the night—to no one. I hear the demon’s laugh around me. I don’t know where but I try to push myself more to get out of here. It wasn’t until I felt a pair of hands push me into a tree as I was jumping over its root. I slam my right shoulder and scream in pain. The bastard grabs me, lifts me up effortlessly, and tosses me to the ground, landing on the same shoulder. This time, I heard a pop.

Like the Hound he is, he creeps up to me, and just as he is close, he lifts his head and looks behind me, and backs away. I look behind me and see giant wolves breaking through the trees, growling.

“Son of a bitch…” he says and takes off. They all go after him, except for the silver-white wolf. She stays behind and looks at me. She waits until a big black, dark brown and a dark silver wolf comes back. Three other figures come out as men. What the fuck is happening?

“Don’t worry, you’re okay. We’re going to take you back to our place and get you cleaned up.” Says the smaller one with the babyface. I just want to pinch his cheeks.

“Like hell you are! Who the fuck are you guys?! What the fuck just happened? I just got kidnapped, and all of a sudden, I’m supposed to be okay and just allow a set of random strangers to take me again?” What kind of backward hell is this?

“We promise, we’re not going to hurt you.” Says the leaner one, I turn to him to say a snarky remark, but it gets caught in my throat. Hot fucking damn… “Be cool bitch, be cool…wait…”

“There's 4 wolves and 3 shirtless guys. What combination of that says ‘safe’ to you?” I ask him. Instead of giving me an answer, he just stares at me. I look at the others as they're looking at him. The babyface one and another one that resembles a chipmunk starts laughing, and the wolves look irritated or unbothered. Regardless, I move to get up but end up falling.

“FUCK! SON OF A BITCH! My ankle!” I say, staying on the ground, trying to cradle my shoulder while trying to not put pressure on my right ankle. It seemed that’s when Mr. Fuck Me woke from his daydream and came over to me.

“Here, let’s get you to Emily’s house.” then proceeds to effortlessly lift me up as if I am a feather.

“Holy shit, you're strong…don’t fucking drop me.” He smiles down at me and laughs,

“I promise I won't.” He turns to everyone, “We’ll see you guys there. Yes, Leah, stay behind.” He says, talking to the white wolf.

“Great, I’m stuck with a psycho who talks to animals… What is this? The Wild Thornberry’s?” I look around. He smiles,

“Naw, let’s just say you’re life is about to get interesting, cutie.” He says, then smiles and winks at me. Um, sir…please fuck me.

~~~

“And that’s it,” Embry says nervously.

“That’s it?” I asked, questioning as if what he told me was enough to not have a billion questions.

“Yep.” I shake my head.

“How does it work? Does it hurt?” he smiled,

“Yeah, at first it did, but it gets better over time. You should see us when we first phase. You know how when a baby deer or giraffe is born, they can barely stand, and they wobble all over the place. That’s what happens to us. Only we’re over six feet with big heads.”

“Speak for yourself. Paul's head is the biggest.” Jared says, interrupting us. We were at Sam and Emily’s house, and it had been a month since the terrible day in the woods. Embry brought me back here with Leah to get cleaned up. Ever since, he never left my side…not that I was complaining. It was just weird; I never had or even actually wanted someone to be around like he is. Hell, I can barely stand to be around my own family.

“Anyways, you’re giving me a ride one of these days.”

“Not while you’re hurt…” Embry said in a monotonous stern voice…Zaddy. Let me stop…

“Fair enough. Now, is there anything else I should know before I ask questions? I would prefer to have all the information out now; that way, we can move forward.” Everyone—Jared, Sam, Emily, and Embry—becomes quiet.

“And, that’s my cue. I’m going to see how long it takes to annoy Kim before she kicks me out of her house. Good luck!” Jared says, grabbing 3 cookies and a biscuit before running out the door. Sam and Emily give words of encouragement to Embry and leave.

“Embry…what’s going on?” I said, looking at him. He clears his throat.

“Well, there is one other thing. Just to let you know, it’s completely voluntary. You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. You are 100% in control between us. Okay?” he says nervously. I look at him suspiciously. I nod my head for him to continue. “Well, there's this thing called imprinting. You know…you know how after a while, you couldn’t figure out why but you felt like you wanted to be around me—for us to be close to one another?”

“More like need, but sure, continue.” He shakes his head and smiles.

“Well, there's a reason behind that. You know what mating is, right?” I nod my head.

“Like eagles when they mate for life. Right?”

“Yeah! Exactly! Well, that’s what happened that night in the woods. When I looked at you like a deer looking at headlights. I, uh, I imprinted on you.” He says nervously. I start feeling conflicted. On the one hand, I'm glad like a mother fucker that I get to have Embry in my life, but on the other, would he have wanted me without imprinting?

“I know what you’re thinking, and honestly, I actually already did like you.” He smiles as I looked at him, confused. “Last year, at the beach. You were walking back to your car while I was walking with Quil and Jake towards the water. We kind of passed each other. I don’t think you noticed me, but I saw you and thought you were the most amazing person I’ve seen. After that, I may have tried to go to the beach as often as possible to see you, but I never did. It wasn’t until the day in the woods that I saw you again. so my initial reaction was both happy because I finally found you again and because I found you.” He says, holding my hand. I started to tear up and smile.

“That’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever said to me.” I laugh and reach in to hug him without hurting my shoulder and ankle.

“I’m glad. So, it’s up to you, Y/n. Whatever you want us to be, I’ll be that and there for you always.” I smile and place my left and on his cheek.

“I want you to always be in my life Embry call.” I smile back at him. He grabs my wrist and kisses it and rubs circles on the back of my hand. We eventually start closing the distance between us.

“May I kiss you?” he asked quietly. I nod my head, and he smiles. “I’m going to need verbal consent, love.” I laugh at him,

“Yes. Yes, you may kiss me, please.” And he does. It was gentle, and it felt like home. Then it really felt like home when we heard whistling, hooting, and other unnecessary noises coming outside of the sliding door. We turned to look, only to see Jared, Paul, Jake, and Quil being stupid. I hit my face in Embry’s shoulder as he gave them the finger.

Who would’ve thought that my life would go from boring to adventurous all because of a vampire? I could honestly say I would have it any other way…like for real, I would have instead met Embry at the beach, but at least I can say I have met the love of my life.

  *Masters List is in the description bar*

[frostedfaves]

Shouldn’t Come Back

Pairing: Jake Peralta x fem!reader

Summary: A ghost from Y/N’s past comes back to haunt her.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: mentions of abuse/assault, abusive parent, panic attack insinuated, angst

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Y/N walked into the bullpen a few minutes before the start of her shift, placing her purse on her desk and smiling at Gina and Amy as Gina waved from her desk.

"Hey guys!" she called enthusiastically.

"Hey, Y/N. What's got you so cheery this morning?" Amy asked with a hint of a smirk.

"Amy, not everyone's life is as sad as yours," Gina cut in before Y/N could respond, shrugging when Amy rolled her eyes.

"Nothing really. I guess I just have a good feeling about today," Y/N told Amy.

"Now how can you say that when you haven't even seen your boyfriend yet?"

Y/N turned at the sound of the voice, laughing when she spotted Jake. "Well hello there, Detective Conceited," she joked as she met him in the middle of their desks, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You were almost late, ya know."

Jake slipped his arms around her waist, gently tugging on a couple belt loops. "If I was late, I'd hear Captain Robot going 'Peralta, you're late'."

"Peralta, you're late," came Holt's voice as he walked through the bullpen with Terry. "Briefing room, now."

Y/N turned back to Jake, laughing at his shocked expression and leaving a quick kiss on his lips before following everyone else into the briefing room.

-

"That's all I have, and now I believe that Sergeant Jeffords has some news for us."

Holt stepped away from the podium after assigning new cases and asking for updates on the current ones, allowing Terry to step up.

"There was a recent prison escape by a convicted sexual predator. He managed to escape using the external laundry service."

"How long has he been in there?" Y/N questioned.

"He's twenty years into a life sentence. Actually, I know you would've been quite young when he was sentenced, but do you recognize him? Has the same last name as you, F/N L/N."

Y/N couldn't seem to tear her gaze away from the picture Terry brought up on the projector screen in the front of the room. Her palms began to sweat as she stared into those eyes of a man she'd hated for so long, eyes that she never thought she'd have the displeasure of seeing again for as long as she lived. His hair had grayed since she'd last seen him, face sporting wrinkles, but that didn't make the lump forming in her throat any smaller.

"You okay, babe?" Jake's gentle hand on her thigh brought her back into the room with the others, also making her aware of how fast her heart was beating.

"Yeah," she croaked out just loud enough to reach Jake's ears, tearing herself away from that damned picture and clearing her throat. "Yeah, I just need to...I'll be back." One last glance at the picture had her standing suddenly, fleeing the room.

-

Jake found her minutes later on the roof, hearing her fast paced breathing before seeing her against the wall. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her legs, head leaned back against the wall with her eyes closed. He approached her quietly, noticing the quick rise and fall motion of her chest.

"Y/N, baby, everything's fine. Okay? I'm here," He told her quietly as he sat beside her, taking in how rigid her body was next to him.

"Here, follow my breathing."

He unclenches her right fist and brings her hand over to rest on his heart as he demonstrated a calmer method of breathing. He kept watching as time went by and eventually her exhales weren't so loud, and her other hand relaxed too. Another couple minutes passed before her eyes opened.

"Thank you," she finally spoke, tears building as soon as she found the courage to look at him.

"Of course." He picked her hand up away from his chest and kissed her palm, moving it to rest against his cheek as he stroked the back of it with his thumb. "Are you okay to tell me what's going on now? I've never seen you that upset before."

"I'm sorry, I just..." She paused to take a deep breath, allowing the tears to stream freely as she turned her gaze to her legs. "I'm the reason he's in jail, or at least, was in jail. He's my father."

"Oh." Jake took his free arm and wrapped it around her to pull her closer, feeling a wave of protectiveness wash over him. "What did he do? If you don't mind telling me."

"He was just...he did a lot of terrible things. Some of them to others, and some of them to me. He threatened to have my mom killed if I told anyone, but she found out anyway and convinced me to report him. She promised nothing bad would happen to her or me and so I did it and he's been in jail ever since.

"I don't know. I guess I freaked out because I thought I'd never have to see him again, the thought of at least knowing he was locked away forever being a comfort. But now he's out God knows where and—"

Her sentence was cut short by a fresh round of sobs, nearly choking her with the sudden force. Jake kept a strong hold on her as she collapsed into him, trying to hold onto his own tears as he sat and listened to her release all the pain she'd been holding onto for the past twenty years or more.

When her sobs began to subside, Jake lifted his head and kept an arm around Y/N as he used his other hand to guide her chin upward. "Listen, I might not be able to go get him myself because Holt put someone else on the case, but I do promise to make you feel as safe as I can until they catch him. They will catch him."

Y/N nodded, sniffling a bit. "I know, it's just really fucking scary. Before I always knew where he was, prison. Locked up and guarded and just kept away from me. Now he could be anywhere. But I do feel better knowing that I have New York's second best detective watching over me."

Jake grinned down at her, carefully wiping away the lingering tears on her cheeks with his thumb. "Slightly inaccurate description of me but yes, you do. And I'm always going to be here."

-

Jake walked out of the elevator a few hours later, frowning when he didn't spot Y/N at her desk. "Hey, has anyone seen Y/N?" He asks Rosa, Charles, and Amy as he came into the break room.

"She left about half an hour ago. I could tell she needed a bit of calming down still from earlier so I offered to make her some of my soothing basil and bat toe stew for lunch," Charles replied, causing Jake to grimace.

"Yeah, and surprisingly she still had the appetite after that for a cheddar bagel and some chai tea from the bakery downstairs," Amy added.

Before Jake could reply, his phone started ringing and he pulled it out of her pocket, smiling when he saw Y/N grinning at him from the screen.

"Hey babe, you alright? Hello...? Y/N?" He frowned and looked up at the other detectives who seemed just as confused. "I can't hear anything."

He put the phone on speaker and set it on the table in the middle of everyone, hoping they could hear something he couldn't. There was static and wind for a moment, and then a scratchy male voice came through the speaker.

"I have your girlfriend." The call ended.

[scottybrock]

Surprise! - Colby Brock

A/N: Requested by a lovely anon: “Can you do one where the reader goes on venmo and sees Colby is continuously sending a girl payments but its for a surprise he has set up for the reader and she mistakes it as him cheating so a fight ensues ☺” 

You were being paranoid- you knew you were. But at the same time, uncertainty boiled low in your stomach as you stared at the phone screen in front of you. You and Tara had been shopping all day, and she’d just bought the two of you Starbucks, so you Venmo’d her the cost of your coffee. It was cold and delicious, until you noticed Colby’s Venmo account pop up on your feed. 

You’d clicked on it; Colby would occasionally Venmo you a dollar or two, with cute little notes along with the transaction- “remember to smile today :)” and “i love you baby, more than you’ll ever know <3.” It always made your day- not because of the money, but because it showed that Colby was thinking about you, even when you weren’t with him. 

However, what caught your eye was the fact that he was sending large amounts of money- over $200 each time, to a girl. You frowned at your phone, crinkling your eyebrows in confusion. Tara was still sipping on her coffee, talking to Jake on the phone. Little did you know, the surprise was firmly in place, and ready for you, once you got back to the apartment that you shared with Colby. It was your birthday in a few days, but Colby wanted to throw you a surprise party a few days before- and then surprise you with a vacation, to the place you wanted to go the most. He hired a party planner to help him set things up, and get things done.

Tara saw the look on your face, then abruptly hung up the phone, not even saying goodbye to Jake. “What’s wrong?” She asked, her expression one of concern. You silently held the phone out for her to take, the frown deepening on your face. “I think he’s cheating on me,” You blurted out. Tara nearly dropped your phone into her coffee cup in her shock. 

“Colby would rather die, than cheat on you.” Her voice was firm, but not unkind. “You’ve been with him for over two years- why would he start cheating on you now?” She asked, her question rhetoric, but you answered glumly. “I’d get tired of me, too.” You replied, your voice small and sad. Tara made a noise of angered protest. “Don’t talk about yourself like that,” Her voice was sharper, now. “If I swung that way, I’d go for you in half a heartbeat!” 

You ducked your head, your cheeks flushing. You shrugged, silently picking at your straw wrapper. You picked up your phone once more, then dialed Colby’s number. Tara watched you anxiously; she knew that Colby wouldn’t be able to come up with a good excuse- he was a shitty liar, and he was even worse at hiding the truth from you. 

She gnawed at her lower lip, her brown eyes wide. “You shouldn’t do this over the phone,” She told you softly, trying her hardest to get you to hang up. You simply shrugged once again. “If not now, then when?” You asked, cocking a brow. “If he is, then I can get my shit out of the apartment by tonight and be out of his hair.” 

Before Tara could reply, Colby finally picked up. “Hey, baby!” He sounded breathless. You let out a grunt in reply. You heard Colby’s labored breathing as he tried to catch his breath. “What’s wrong?” He asked, as soon as he caught his breath. You closed your eyes as the tears started stinging your eyes. “Are you cheating on me?” You asked, your voice a low murmur. 

Colby choked on his breath, coughing violently. Sam looked up at him, concerned. “Absolutely not!” Colby’s voice was sharp, almost angry. “Why the hell would you even think that?!” He demanded. You sucked in a shaky breath, then explained to him about the Venmo transactions you’d seen pop up on your feed. There was a short moment of silence, then indistinct murmuring in the background. Finally, Colby brought the phone back to his ear. “Baby, come home, okay? I can explain.” 

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “Cole-” You tried, but he cut you off. “Please, just come home,” Colby’s voice was softer now, pleading with you. You could never deny him anything when he sounded like that. You sighed once more, then nodded, even though he couldn’t see you. “Okay,” You replied quietly. “But I want an explanation when I get home, Cole.” 

Colby grinned to himself. “Don’t you worry, baby,” He told you. “I’ll definitely explain when you get home, okay? I love you.” Your voice was soft when you replied, “I love you too, Cole.” Then, you hung up. You turned to Tara, nervously fiddling with your coffee cup. “Can we go now?” You asked, your voice tired and your expression one of pure anxiety. The tiny brunette nodded silently, then grabbed her coffee cup, standing up. “Everything is going to be okay,” She told you. You just gave a half-hearted nod. 

The car ride home was silent, except for the radio playing softly. As soon as Tara hopped into the car, she plugged her phone into the aux cord and played One Direction songs, singing along softly as you drove. A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips at the sound.

You walked to the door, then, with shaking hands, you unlocked it. The apartment was dark, not a light in sight. “Cole?” You called, walking into the apartment. Tara trailed behind you. “Are you here?” Suddenly, the lights flickered on. 

“SURPRISE!” A chorus of voices shouted loudly. You shrieked, reeling back in shock, bumping into Tara as you stumbled backwards. In front of you were your friends. Colby was standing front and center, carrying a beautiful cake with pretty candles atop. Your eyes were wide. Katrina darted forward to wrap you in an exuberant hug, Devyn trailing close behind. Sam and Jake were beaming at your stunned expression. 

You looked around the apartment. There were gold-colored streamers hanging around the room. A shiny disco ball hung from the ceiling, the lights reflecting odd patterns from it. There was a pile of presents in front of the couch. Bottles of champagne were chilling in an ice bucket on the kitchen counter, and an elaborate spread of food- ranging from appetizers to your favorite comfort foods. Pretty china plates were spread around the kitchen table. 

You turned to Colby, who had set the cake down onto the counter top. “There’s your explanation,” He grinned, his beautiful blue eyes sparkling at you in the light of the disco ball that was slowly spinning around the ceiling. 

You gently shrugged your friends off, launching yourself into his arms. He caught you with a gasp, then a laugh. However, his laughter faded at the sight of your anguished tears. “You did this for me,” You spoke around your sobs, tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. “And I was an asshole who thought you were cheating on me,” Your voice degenerated into a soft wail at the end of your sentence. Colby just held you tighter, his arms strong and secure around your waist. “I’m so sorry,” You whimpered, burying your face into his chest. 

“It’s okay, baby,” His voice was soft, soothing. He ignored the questioning glances from his friends. “I kind of had to sneak around behind your back to do this, so I understand where you were coming from,” He reached over to gently wipe the tears from your face. “But I hope you know, I would never cheat on you.” His voice was serious now, as he peered into your eyes. “I love you too much to ever do that to you.”

You sniffled, raising your eyes to look at him. “I love you too, Colbs.” Your voice was hoarse from crying. “Thank you so much. This,” You gestured around the apartment. “Is too much. How can I ever repay you?” Colby’s expression softened impossibly further, and he dug into his back pocket. Your friends had realized that this was an intimate moment, and had dispersed into smaller groups, chatting and eating the food that was set out. 

“Come to Italy with me,” He breathed. He held out an envelope. Your eyes widened. His eyes were wide, expectant. “That’s why I had the party earlier,” He scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. “Our flight is on your actual birthday, but I wanted to you to be able to have a party with just our friends and-” You cut him off by pressing your lips to his. The kiss was soft, sweet. His lips danced against yours, his grip tightening on your waist. 

When you pulled back, he grinned. “Was that a yes?” He teased. You nodded wordlessly, tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes. “I love you so fucking much,” You replied. Colby grinned, lifting you up in the air and spinning you around. You laughed as he did, holding on tightly. He set you back down onto the ground, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. Then, he held a hand out to you. 

“Shall we?” He asked, a broad smirk on his face. You took his hand, interlacing your fingers with his. “We shall.” You replied with a grin.

With that, he spun you around, grinning when you giggled delightedly, then led you to your friends.

[like-rain-or-confetti]

Request: Imprint (Vladimir x Reader)

As a wolf, your fur was a light grey, almost white at the tips whilst a dark grey at the roots. You were new to the pack but had never been in a pack to begin with. You took late to getting the ability to change. It was lonely. You didn't fit in, not yet. You'd wait. Your time was coming. 

You spent most of your time in the woods, outside the Cullen's home- standing guard but also lacking in places you could go. Jacob often attempted to get you to come inside, even Seth and Leah didn't stay out that long. You always refused, much to Esme's dismay. 

After some time, Emmett would come out to greet you. He was very friendly and soon enough you learned he was also rather goofy. He sat under a tree telling you he had been long forgotten as Rosalie swoons over his niece. He was okay with that though, his niece was brilliant and beautiful, even if she was only a baby. He couldn't help but smile as he continued to talk to you as you slowly made your way off the ledge you stood on to move closer to him. He nodded to the house. "He tells us your name is (Y/N), right?" He got a light huff in response. "Nice to finally meet you." You sat in front of him, large eyes blinking. 

That's how you both spent the next couple of weeks. He'd talk away and while you of course gave of the occasional grunts in response. Yet you hadn't actually shown up in human form. He had no clue what you looked like and truth be told it seemed that only Sam knew what you looked like. Like previous days, you'd show up and Emmett would come out grinning, rubbing at your head before sitting down. "So I need to go for a couple of days with Rose. We need to go and get witnesses, prove that Nessie is half human." You lifted your head. "Before we go," Emmett gestured to the house. "they'd really love to meet you." You seemed to ponder it before Emmett heard a defeated sigh. He grinned. "Nice one, kid." 

You were meek at first to enter the home but were sent an encouraging look by Jake. Esme broke into a smile as you entered. You sniffed slightly at Carlisle, then Esme. Carlisle welcomed you, followed by Esme. You were surprised how welcoming they were and began to see what the pack had been talking about. They didn't act like a coven, it was more like a family. A small girl turned the corner and immediately walked up to you, hand outstretched. It alarmed them at first but felt relief when you accepted the little girls touch. She gushed on how soft your fur was, beginning to nuzzle into your body. You found it amusing, a low rumble emitting from you. The others seemed to smile too as Jacob grinned. 

It took another week for everyone to come back and for others to come. They had gathered those from Egypt, Ireland, Alaska, a few they call nomads. You still went inside but you fell back into yourself at first. Carlisle told them that they didn't need to worry about you, that you were here to help. They asked why Jake was standing as a human whilst you, a wolf. Jake moved to your defense, telling them you preferred this form and we're still new to the lifestyle. Bella sent Jake a look, he didn't have to be so defensive. With a huff, you moved across the room to the corner beside the fireplace. You lay on your stomach and that's where you remained for a long time. 

After an hour or so, a man moved up to you, he was tanned and definitely foreign. He slowly knelt in front of you with a pleasant smile, a girl quickly crouching at his side, following suit but keeping her eyes to the floor. "My name is Benjamin and this is my mate, Tia. We are from Egypt." You gave them a low rumble in response but lifted your head, showing interest. You leaned forward slightly, sniffing and Benjamin held out his hand in front of him, welcoming it. Tia began to smile and also held out her hand. You liked these two. They were friendly and you could sense that despite their diet, these were good people and they did their best to stay that way. You admired them for that. The world could use more of people like them, in your opinion.  This interaction convinced Garrett as well as the Denali’s to make your acquaintance. 

One day the Jake was away teaching newer shifters when alarmed, the Cullens and Denali’s rushed out. You stalked the house, ready to lunge. It was then when you heard Jake’s voice in your head. “Intruder! Stay sharp!” After a couple of minutes you were told to stand down. Two new vampires arrived and your heart stopped. The smaller of the two, made your heart race. You couldn’t see anyone else for a moment, feeling a content sensation of completion. almost as though you had been waiting for him to walk through the door for your whole life and hadn’t even realised it. Slowly you approached, Carlisle’s hands grasping each mans shoulder as he explained to you everything was fine. You moved up to the men, sniffing the one with darker hair first before, the man who you had most definitely imprinted on. The two men seemed amused, but your imprint seemed much more confused and cautious about the extra attention he was receiving. Your nose lightly touched his blonde’s hand and you reeled back with a huff.  “Forgot about the smell, did you?” Edward couldn’t help but smile at his light tease.  “What is it doing?” Vladimir asked. “They’ve imprinted, Vladimir.” Edward explained.  “To what?”  “To you.” It was the blonde’s turn to reel back. “Me!?”  “They’ll be anything you want to you. A never-ending loyalty.” Edward looked down at you and you backed away slightly. Vladimir wouldn’t lie, he thoroughly enjoyed the idea of undying loyalty, but by an overgrown dog? Now that, was the tricky part.  “There’s a person in there.” Edward reminded him. 

That night, started like every other night, you by the fire, only now Vladimir and Stefan taking available seats. Vladimir was staring down at you, unable to believe what had transpired. He internally jumped when your large eyes moved to meet his.  “It’s rude to stare.” Vladimir turned to see a smirking Kate. “Not to mention, terrible introduction skills.” Vladimir shot her a look.  “It’s simple really, just reach out your and they’ll do the rest.” Vladimir did so and you sniffed at him. Gradually moving further to his hand. 

The days moved much quicker after that. One day, Renesmee rushed towards you. “Can I do your make-up please?” You were quiet before giving a huff in response.  “I’ll go get your clothes then.” Jake smirked before heading into the next room. He came back with clothes in hand and he followed you out, setting them behind a bush before walking back, keeping a distance. You turned to Jake with a huff. Jake rolled his eyes. “I won’t look, i promise!” A few of the vampires chuckled at this. After a couple of minutes, a human took your place, brushing themselves off. To see your human form was bizarre as they were so used to seeing you as a wolf. You headed back inside. 

“So, if we’re going to do this, we’re doing it right. I want full glam. I don’t want to be a princess, I want queen level make-up. Only then can I fully take my place at my throne. Get it?” You smirked, sitting cross legged in front of her. 

From then on, you seemed to bring light-hearted moments wherever you went. You somehow managed to elicit smiles from anyone, including Vladimir. The two of you seemed to push past each others scents and really get to know each other. You found your imprint to be intoxicating at the least. 

You couldn’t help but follow him when he stormed away with Stefan after the confrontation. You found him in one of the empty rooms of the Cullen house, it being completely unfurnished which was surprising, and the only light breaking through was from a small window that didn’t do much for such an angled room. You found him sat on the opposite back wall, leaning against it. You stopped a couple of feet away from him and he shook his head. “What do you want? To watch me gloat?” You tilted your head at him. No, you didn’t.  “How is it that i wait a millennia for justice and instead i get you staring me down in an empty room?” You sat in silence, continuing to watch Vladimir. He had sunk to the floor, his elbows balanced on his knees, hand clasped in the middle. You were a little taller than him but not by much.  “Is that all you’re going to do? Stare?” He got another head tilt in response and Vladimir scoffed with a shake of his head.  “I didn’t ask for any of this. I wanted revenge, after what was taken from me. I didn’t get it after all this time because everyone around me are fools!” Vladimir’s mouth twisted in disgust. “I don’t even know where to begin with you.” You blinked.  “You weren’t apart of any plan at all. What the hell am I supposed to do with you? You make it worse.” Vladimir sighed. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. The worst part of it all is that i’ve developed a suffocating attachment to you.” Even in wolf form, it was evident you were surprised. “I know, right?” Vladimir shook his head. “What do i do about that, hm?” He looked down. “I’ve thought about it a thousand times, and i still don’t have an answer.” You also, didn’t have an answer for him. You simply sat there in silence. The only comfort you could really give.

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Breakthrough ~ Penetración

Summary: Read comes home to Santo Padre after 7 years away; longtime family friend of the Reyes’ - comes to a fight night/ bonfire with the club. Angel and the reader have a heart to heart about things; she tells him the truth about her being gone and why she came home. (Crappy summary, lol - I swear I’ll get better at these.)

Warnings: Angst, If you squint there is a little bit of fluff towards the end. Heavy discussion of abuse and domestic violence. (crappy writing, maybe?)

Word Count: 4076 (Sorry - it got a little long and out of control)

A/N:  I may not keep this story up - This is probably the most naturally flowing story I’ve ever written, probably because it hits too close to home for me. If you are domestic violence survivor I hope you know that you are strong, you are brave, you’re beautiful and you DESERVE to be loved. 

The smell of bonfire, tobacco smoke, and barbeque filled the air. You sat next to the fire and sipped on the beer you had been brought by EZ. You’d gotten a call from him asking you to come stitch up Angel after his fight. You’d known the Reyes brothers since you were a teenager but hadn’t been around since graduating high school. You recently moved back to Santo Padre after escaping a bad situation. Momma had sent you to pick up a roast from Felipe one day when you’d first come back to town and that’s where you reconnected with EZ, you exchanged numbers and gave him a lame excuse of catching up after you’d gotten settled. Well it had been two months and you never called him.

EZ had coaxed you here after telling you about the last time Angel fought in the ring and someone stitched him up; he had complained for days that it was the worst stitches he’d ever had and that none compared to yours. Growing up with a brother who was just as reckless as the Reyes boys you often found yourself cleaning up and closing wounds as a teenager. You were nervous to see the older brother; you hadn’t seen him since you were eighteen and bailing out of town. You had a school girl crush on him growing up- he was the older one, mysterious and dangerous. But nothing ever came of it and you were certain he only saw you as the annoying little sister that was always there.

“You aren’t gonna watch the fight?” EZ asked coming to stand by you, a case of beer in his hands.

“Not all that interested in watching Angel get the crap beat out of him.” You said looking up at him.

EZ laughed his trademark smile gracing his face. “He’s not that bad. Better than when we were kids.”

“He must be practicing too much.” You said standing up.

“Come on,” he said, “I’m sure you can throw him off his game some.”

“Oh, shut up, EZ. Your brother doesn’t care that I’m here. I’m the annoying little sister, remember?”

EZ raised his eyes at you in surprise. “That’s not at all how he feels.”

You looked at him completely confused by his response.

“You two should talk before you decide to bail out of town again.” He set the case on the step leading into the building and pulled a beer out.

“How did you know I was planning to leave?” You asked as the two of you walked towards the ring Angel was getting his hands taped in.

“Our parents talk lot.” He said looking over at you. “Were you going to leave without saying anything?” He asked.

“EZ, that’s not,” You started before feeling defeated. “I just,”

“It’s okay, (Y/N). I don’t need an explanation. But he might.” EZ nodded towards Angel who was smiling at you.

You returned the smile. That’s when it hit you like a ton of bricks, when you called your mother asking to come back home all she could talk about was how excited the Reyes family would be. She didn’t say EZ or Felipe who you had been closest to, but the whole family.

You looked on as Angel danced against his opponent in the ring, this night was turning out to be more than you had prepared for.

“I haven’t committed.” You said watching on the fight.

You felt EZ’s gaze fall on you. “Why not? Oregon’s a good place, your mom said something about the capital building or something like that.”

“There is no place here for me. Mom has this whole new life that has no place for me, Felipe has you back, and you and Angel both have the club. Jake is gone – he only calls my mom three times a year, if she’s lucky.”

EZ didn’t respond at first, instead looked on at the fight as he calculated his response. You looked at Angel seeing the damage that had already been done. EZ was right, he had dished out just as much if not more than he’d gotten back. He would definitely need stitches in a few places though. The boys in the ring wrestled around each other, punches being exchanged at one point they were on top of each other on the ground exchanging blows. You weren’t against fighting, you had watched more than your fair share of boxing and UFC matches and enjoyed them. But it felt different when you knew and cared about one of them.

Finally, a gun shot went off stopping the match.

“Time to go to work.” EZ said, “But, (y/n) I want you to know there will always be a place for you here- in Santo Padre, the Reyes family, this club. Always.” He finished before kissing your check and walking off.

You took a deep breath trying to brush off the heavy conversation before interacting with Angel. Him and his opponent hugged it out in the ring as club members hollered different things at them; you tuned out everyone and suddenly found yourself wishing you had drank more before the fight had ended. Angel exited the ring and fist bumped two men you had been introduced to as Coco and Gilly before making his way to you.

“Mi dulce,” Angel smiled as he approached you.

Suddenly you felt it all – those same butterflies from when you were a teenager. His six-foot three-inch frame towered over your five-foot five-inch frame. With no regard to your physical bubble he wrapped his arms around you in a hug and swung you around. You giggled as he put you back down, his hand not leaving your waist.

“EZ told me you were coming to stitch me up.” He said looking down at you.

You smiled looking up at all the damage you were going to have to fix. “Apparently you complained about the last stitch job you got.”

“She certainly didn’t stitch me up like you do. I’m pretty sure I have a scar from it.” He said in a mock annoyed tone.

“Come on, before you bleed everywhere.” You said pulling out of his grasp to walk towards the house.

He followed closely behind you, aside from Felipe and EZ you hadn’t let anyone touch you since you’d been home. Not even your mother, the only reason Felipe and EZ got away with it was because you didn’t want to explain the anxiety their touch caused. As you entered the building with him in tow you realized you didn’t have that anxiety with him, there was no fear when he touched you.

“Baby brother, can you bring me a beer?” Angel asked behind you.

“Sure thing.” He said grabbing one and walking towards where you had just sat down.

The room was fairly empty, at the moment it was just the three of you.

“Do you need anything, (y/n)?” EZ asked.

“Will you bring me another beer too please?” You asked.

“You’re gonna screw up my stitches too, aren’t you?” Angel asked with a smirk as he sat in front of you.

“Har, har.” You said faking a laugh. “Angel, I could stitch you up in my sleep.”

EZ laughed and walked off to get you a beer                    

“Will you bring me ice for his eye?” You asked EZ before he came back.

“That bad?” Angel asked.

You raised an eyebrow at him, “Like you can’t feel that?”

He shrugged, “I’ve had worse.”

EZ set the beer and ice pack down on the table, “I’m gonna leave you to it. If you need help hiding his body, just let me know.” He said patting his brother on the back with a smirk.

“Thank you.” You said before taking a drink of the beer.

EZ kissed you on the top of the head and walked out. As soon as the door closed it felt like the whole atmosphere of the room changed. Trying to ignore the feeling, you pulled the gauze and the antiseptic from your bag and turned your attention to the man in front of you.

“EZ was right,” You said breaking the silence. “Your moves have gotten better since we were kids.”

He smiled under your hand, “I’ve had a lotta practice in the last seven years.”

“I’ve heard,” I said putting the gauze to the first cut.

He flinched at the contact.

“Your momma said that you had taken up boxing yourself.” He stated

You rolled your eyes, leave it to your mother to share. “Something like that.”

“Why the interest in fighting? You hated it when we were kids.” He asked.

You thought about a way to get out of answering that question truthfully. “I didn’t hate it as a kid. I just didn’t think it was a skill I’d ever need.”

“Why do you need it now?” Angel questioned.

Well, shit, you just opened that door wide open, you thought to yourself. You didn’t answer, instead, you turned back to your med bag and pulled out the butterfly band-aids for the smaller wounds. For the moment Angel didn’t push. He let you apply the band-aids in quiet.

“You know I never thought that I’d need these skills again.” You said with a broken smile as you started to suture his last cut. “Marisol and my mom used to tell me that it would be a needed skill as an adult.”

“How long has it been since the last time you had to use them?” He asked watching you.

“About three months ago.” You replied.

“The month before you came home?” He questioned.

“Yes, around there.”

“What happened?”

“I got clumsy.” You replied instinctively. “Done. Ice please.” You said handing him the ice pack.

Angel took it but searched your eyes before placing it to his own. You were regretting the conversation that just happened. Angel wasn’t dumb, regardless of how he’d like to act sometimes. You stood up and began to clean up the bloody gauze and take it to the trash. Washing your hands in the bar sink you watched the blood clean from your hands as you got lost in a trance. Angel’s gaze never left you as you moved around the room.

You watched the blood clean from your hands, scrubbing at it even after it was gone. You remembered back to the last time you had blood on your hands. It was three months ago when you had stitched up your own cheek and eyebrow. That was the night you had enough and packed a bag in the middle of the night. You were still scrubbing at the palm of your hand when you were startled by someone turning the water off from behind you.

“(y/n),” Angel said softly.

You shook your head pulling yourself back to reality. Turning around you were struck by how close he was to you. Grabbing the towel from the counter you wrapped your hands in hoping he would let it go.

“You’re good as new, you can go join the party now.” You said attempting a cheerful voice. “EZ said he’d take me home when I was ready, so I’m going to go find him.” You stepped out from in front of him and walked towards the end of the counter.

“How long?” Angel asked turning to look at you.

His question caught you off guard, turning to look at him. “How long, what?” You asked pretending to be confused. He wasn’t stupid, but you thought that it would take him a little longer to figure it out.

Angel walked towards where you were now leaning against the counter. He stopped just inches in front of you. “How long did he hit you?” He asked.

You could hear the suppressed rage in his voice, “Angel,” You whispered in defeat. “It’s over, I’m home now.”

“How long?” He pushed.

You hung your head knowing it was pointless to resist if you didn’t tell him it would be a matter of time before he’d ask your mom.

“Four years.”

“Damn it,” Angel shouted slamming his fist on the counter.

You jumped.

“Sorry.” He came to your side. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He huffed out.

You stood there unsure of what came next.

“Why didn’t you call me?” Angel asked.

“I didn’t think I could.” You replied truthfully.

He looked at you, his brown eyes displaying all the emotions he was feeling – anger, ashamed, hurt.

“Angel I drove out of town with no intention of ever coming back. EZ was in prison for the rest of his life, my dad had just died, and I was offered a job eleven hundred miles away. I didn’t even say goodbye to you, Felipe or anyone. I just left one day.”

“I remember.” He said sadly.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t even think you’d care.” You said bluntly.

Shock covered his face, “You really didn’t know?” He asked.

“Didn’t know what?”

“Nothing, it doesn’t matter anymore.” He excused. “EZ said you’re leaving at the end of the week anyways.” He walked towards the table his beer sat on.

Just like that he iced you out. If there was one thing Angel was fantastic at; it was shutting people out in the blink of an eye.

“EZ is wrong, he didn’t have all the facts.” You said turning to watch him walk away.

“What are those facts?” Angel asked picking up his beer.

“I was offered a job in Oregon, I haven’t taken the job.” You shifted on your feet and pulled yourself up to sit on the bar. “There is no reason for me to stay here Angel. My mom, your dad and brother, even you all have moved on with your lives. I have no place here anymore.”

Angel shook his head, not looking at you. You thought about what EZ had said during the fight.

“If I’m wrong Angel,” You started but stopped mid-sentence.

He looked up at you, his eyes giving it all away. “You are.” He answered bluntly.

You said nothing but sat there waiting for an explanation. You couldn’t stay in this town without knowing for certain what you were staying for.  Angel closed the distance between the two of you; he came to stand between your legs as you sat on the bar.

“You belong here.” He said softly, “Right here, within arm’s reach. Where I can see you and protect you.”

He turned away and stepped out of your grasp and paced. “Pops said something about when you came home; your arm was in a cast, cuts, and stitches on your face. He said that you told him it was an accident, but your mom shook her head behind you. It bothered him, the look in your mom’s face. He made EZ and I promise we’d keep our eyes out for you.” He paused his pacing and looked at you. “I couldn’t let myself believe that happened to you. You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever met, I couldn’t let myself believe that we failed you and let you be in that position. Or believe that you wouldn’t have called for help.” He took a deep breath as he continued with his testimony. “I should have come to you that day, I should have told you I knew. Told you that you’d be safe here, that I’d never let anything happen to you.”

He came to stand in front of you again. This time he wiped the tears that were falling from your face. “I should have told you before you even left that I love you.”

“Loved.” You said softly.

Angel looked at you confused.

“You loved me before I left.” You let out a deep sigh and closed your eyes, tears still flowing slowly down your cheeks. “You can’t love me now. I’m just shattered pieces of a girl held together by books and booze.”

“That is where you are wrong, mi amor.” He said placing a finger under your chin to draw your attention to him. He held your face in his hands, his thumbs gently wiping at the tears. “You are a survivor, the strongest of the strong.”

“Angel,” You whispered, more tears threatening to brim over.

The front door opened and EZ walked in.

“Oh,” He stuttered. “I’ll leave.”

Neither of you said anything as he turned around and closed the door again quickly.

You leaned your head forward, resting it on Angel’s chest. His arms wrapped around you and his hands splayed out on your back.

“Stay.” He said softly. “I need you to stay.”

Your hands grabbed on to his shirt as you looked up at him. You felt broken to your core, but your heart still longed for the man in front of you, the man you knew and loved as a teenager.

“I’ve loved you since you were a pesky teenager always getting me in trouble.” He said smiling down at you. “Nothing’s changed.”

You reached up and laced your fingers through his hair and pulled his face down to yours. Without a second thought his lips found yours; his lips were warm and smooth against your own. The kiss was deep and full of need and love. Tears continued to fill your eyes, they were joyful for the acknowledgement of the man in front of you and sorrowful of all the misunderstandings between you.

He broke the kiss but kept you held close to him.

“I love you too.” You said softly, looking up at him. “Ever since I was a teenager.”

He smiled and kissed you chastely. You buried your face in his neck as he held you close to him. You wanted so badly to shut him out and run away but you knew it was pointless. No matter how many times you left Santo Padre, as long as Angel was here, you’d come back. You were foolish to have left him in the first place.

“Angel,” You said pulling back to look at him. “I need to tell you this.”

“Anything.” He said looking down at you.

“I’m scared.” You professed. “I’m going to try and ruin it, I’m probably going to say a lot of shitty things when you get to close; at some point, I’ll probably even try to run.”

“I know.” He acknowledged. “That much hasn’t changed.” He smirked.

“Rude.” You said smiling back at him. “But, I’m serious. I need you to know that I want to make this work. But you scare the shit out of me.”

He laughed, “That’s love querida. You can fight and push and even run. I’m still going to be here. But this time if you run, I’m going to come after you. I should have in the first place.”

EZ opened the door again, “I have to interrupt, I’m going to get killed out here if I don’t bring more beer out soon.”

You and Angel both laughed.

EZ smiled at the sight of the two of you interlaced. “I told you to talk to him before you left.”

Angel looked between you and his baby brother slightly confused.

EZ winked at you before opening the door with another case of beer, you mouthed the words thank you back to him.

“What’s that about?” Angel asked.

“Apparently your brother has known we were in love with each other since we were teenagers.”

Angel shook his head. “The kid never keeps his mouth shut, how come he never told us.”

You shrugged. “EZ’s a good kid, probably didn’t want to see either of us hurt. I mean you were kind of a man whore when we were younger.”

“Ouch.” He said.

“Did I hurt your ego?” You laughed.

“Nah, but I had to let you think you did.” He smiled. “Come on, I want to introduce you to everyone.”

You nodded at him, he bent down to kiss you one more time before helping you down off the counter.

You grabbed your beer and walked towards the door with him; your arms around each other and you pulled tightly into his side.

“What are you going to tell them?” I asked looking up at him.

“That you’re the love of my life and I’ll stop being such an ass now.”

You laughed.

“I’ll tell them the truth.” He answered pulling the door open. “You are my love, my life and someday my wife.”

You looked at him questioningly. “Angel you can’t just tell people that.”

“I can if you say yes.”

You were still confused. “Are you saying you want to marry me?”

The two of you stood on the porch of the house, everyone he knew and cared for out in front.

“I’ve lost you once mi amor. I can’t lose you again.”

Your eyes began to water all over again, this time for a whole new reason. You put your beer on the railing and wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him. It was deep and needy, full of seven years of passion, need, and love. His arm wrapped tightly around your waist holding you to him.

A man cleared his throat next to the two of you causing you to break the kiss.

“Angel.”  The man said.

“Bish, sorry.” Angel said pulling back to look at you. “(y/n), this is Bishop, our club President.”

You reached your hand out to shake his. “Nice to meet you, sir.”

“Oh please, call me Bish. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name we’ve heard so much about.” He said shaking your hand.

Bishop looked between the two of you, it was clear by the look on his face that he was questioning the dynamic.

“You can tell him.” You looked at Angel with a smile.

“Is that a yes?”

You nodded.

“Bish, I’d like you to meet my fiancé.” Angels face lit up with pure joy at the word and Bishops face seemed to mirror his own.

The man you just met enclosed you in a tight hug, unsure what to do – you hugged him back. He kissed you on the cheek as he pulled away.

“I’m so happy for you, really.” He said looking at Angel. “I owe the prospect a hundred bucks.” He said smirking.

Angel and I looked at each other. “Ezekiel Reyes! Get your ass over here!” You yelled looking away from the men next to you.

“I like her spunk,” Bishop said to Angel.

You turned to see both of their smiles.

Maybe, just maybe you’d be able to find a fit into this family after all. Besides, what’s meant to be will always find a way to be. And it was becoming evident to you that you were always meant to be a part of the Reyes family.

“I’m going to go find your brother and possibly kill him. Help me bury the body?” I asked with a smile.

“I think Pops might have an issue with that. He loves you, but that’s his kid.” Angel smirked.

“Guess we’ll see.” You turned to walk away but Angel caught your hand pulling you back.

Bishop laughed and disappeared into the house. Angel kissed you.

“I’ve got seven years of these to make up.” He said smiling.

“We have a lifetime to make them up.” You said kissing him again.

“Let EZ live through the night.” He said pressing his forehead to yours. “I have a different idea for tonight.” He kissed you again.

You pulled away and smiled at him.

“Come on.” He said leading you through the crowd and to his bike. You passed a man you had seen a few times who was missing most of his fingers. “Chucky, will you open the gate and tell Coco and Gilly I left.”

“Can dody.” He said cheerfully as he smiled at you.

You made a mental note to ask Angel about him later, but for now, you climbed on the back of his bike and held on for dear life. He started the bike and pulled out slowly as the gate closed behind you. As he drove you through the city you found yourself thinking about how rapidly the night evolved. The man you’d been avoiding since you came home had learned the secrets of your passed and asked you to marry him all within an hour of seeing him. Some may think it’s crazy; but as Angel pointed out – it’s just love.

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