#maddox darling

[ablatheringblatherskite]

Arrio, pointing at Raoul and Christine: I've only had this French couple for a day and a half but if anything happened to them I'd kill everyone in this room and then myself.

Maddox: Can we not kill ourselves over the French couple, please? Raoul will cry even harder.

[swift-creates]

@chrumblr-whumblr day 2: kneeling

wc: 812 | warnings: nightmare, (fake) death, self-esteem issues | characters: Peter Parker (pov), Maddox Darling (the others appear but only as a dream)

this one ran away from me lol. it fulfils the prompt but doesn't really focus on it, so my apologies. chrumblr rp girlies <3 @ablatheringblatherskite @enigma-absolute @choasuqeen

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He’s rushing to the coffin, and Maddox is scarily still inside. Peter drops to his knees, tears of despair rolling down his face. They couldn’t have come all this way to find him dead. They searched the island to search for their friend, and this can’t be it. It just can’t. (In the back of his mind, he knows it isn’t, that this is a memory more than a dream, but that doesn’t stop the tears, or the desperation.)

“Come on… come ON!” He slams a fist against the glass, and to his surprise it gives way under his hand.

(Wait, what?)

Dick pushes past Strike and Peter, leans over to wrap his fingers around Maddox’s wrist. Then looks up, eyes wide and wet. “No pulse. He’s… he’s gone.”

No no no wait. This is wrong.

This isn’t how it happened.

Strike lets out a cry of grief, pulling Maddox into her arms and cradling him. Christine bursts into tears, and even Arrio staggers back in shock. Venatrix’s mouth hangs open, Nia clinging to her arm and crying quietly. Dick runs a hand through his hair and hangs his head.

And Peter starts to panic.

What the… what’s going on this is wrong this is wrong this is wrong MADDOX you couldn’t save him just like Uncle Ben and he’s gone and he’s gone and he’s gone and-

“Why didn’t you help him, Peter?” Strike stares at him through tear-filled blue eyes. “I thought you were supposed to be a hero.” “I… I-” “You’re supposed to save people. Not let them die,” Raoul hisses accusatorially, and Dick shakes his head disdainfully. “I thought you were like me, but I was wrong.”

Peter staggers away from the glares and sharp words digging into his heart like broken glass. “I’m sorry,” he sobs. “I tried, I just…” “You just weren’t enough.” “Matt?” Peter recoils away from him. “I- I-” “Wake up, Peter.” Matt’s sunglasses are gone, and his blind eyes seem to bore into Peter’s, piercing deep into his thoughts, laying out everything wrong with him for the world to see.

Nia steps closer. “Wake up, Peter.” “Wake up, Peter.” “Wake up, Peter.” “Wake up, Peter.” “Wake up, Peter.” Strike, and then Dick, then Christine, then Raoul, then Trixi, the Arrio, louder and louder and louder until his skull might explode with the force of it-

“Peter, wake up!”

He shot up in bed with a gasp, recognising Maddox’s voice just in time to stop himself from grabbing for his webshooters. “Mad… Maddox?” His breaths were going way too fast, like he had just run a marathon instead of being asleep. “Yeah, it’s me, mate. I got you.” Peter almost burst into tears of relief at that, instead confining himself to squeezing Maddox’s arm. He reacted by pulling Peter into a tight hug.

“I felt you panicking,” Maddox said softly after a moment. “Do you… wanna talk about it?” Peter swallowed, then shrugged into Maddox’s hold. “I don’t know. It was weird.” “It’s alright, it’s alright. Y’know, Strike and everyone else in her galaxy says I’m weird too.” He smiled gently down at him, and Peter leaned his head against Maddox’s shoulder, hesitating.

“…Well, it was kind of… more like a memory than a dream. We were on the island again, and we’d just found you in that glass box.” “…I still don’t get why I was in that thing either,” Maddox mused. “Yeah… Except this time, we didn’t say ’I love you’ to get you out of it. When I hit the glass, it shattered, and- and Dick tried to find your pulse, but you didn’t have one, and nothing- nothing that we could say or do would wake you up and you were gone.” His voice broke on the last word, and he took in a shuddering breath, reaching up to wipe away the tears that threatened to soak into the sleeve of Maddox’s shirt. He wasn’t wearing his jacket; Peter’s nightmare must’ve woken him up too, and he felt instantly guilty.

The spy must have sensed it, because he squeezed Peter tightly and said, “Shhhh. It’s not your fault, mate. It is not your fault. And you are enough, you hear me?” Peter sniffled and nodded, burrowing tighter into him.

“You’re the best of us, kid,” he murmured, almost too low for Peter to hear.

They sat there for a few long minutes, until Peter finally whispered, “I should let you get back to bed,” and started to untangle himself from Maddox, but he simply moved to hold Peter differently. “I can do that just as well here as in my room,” he reassured him. “Just be still now.” Compliantly (and a little relieved), Peter snuggled back against him. The last thing he remembered before falling asleep was Maddox humming a song, hands rubbing soft, soothing circles against Peter’s back.

[moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom]

@enigma-absolute this is Maddox and Anakin

I could fix him. I could make him worse. Good for you. I could gently take the weapon out of his shaking, blood-soaked hand and hold him until he finally believes that he doesn't have to be defined by all the ways the world has hurt him. Then we could ruin the lives of everyone who has ever treated him like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love.

[arthur-lesters-spinal-cord]

Greetings, please accept this drawing of my oc Evelyn as Dr Fraknenfurter.

[hannahhook7744]

Badun Detective Agency Protégés/The Pocketwatch Characters Picrews (Part 1);

Picrew link.

Name: Princess Róisín 'Red' Hearts of Wonderland.

Descendants 3 Age: 10 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 18 years old.

Name: Princess Chloe Charming of Cinderellasburg.

Descendants 3 Age: 10 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 18 years old.

Name: Prince Hayden 'Hadie' Olympain of the Underworld.

Descendants 3 Age: 10 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 18 years old.

Name: Daniel 'Danny' Darling of Darling Coast.

Descendants 3 Age: 11 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 19 years old.

Name: Shan Deja of the Isle.

Descendants 3 Age: 11 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 19 years old.

Name: Prince Glauco White of Charmington.

Descendants 3 Age: 11 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 19 years old.

Name: Maddox Hatter of Wonderland.

Descendants 3 Age: 12 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 20 years old.

Name: Edith 'Edie' Olympian of the Isle.

Descendants 3 Age: 12 years old.

Pocketwatch Age: 20 years old.

[nycmess]

FAME - awards surrounding fame (or lack thereof), public perception, and anything else relating to celebrities!

[moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom]

@enigma-absolute Maddox…

[ranneondeeznuts]

YANDERE RIVAL

Wanted to try something new👁️👁️

TW!: Theo is a bit of a sadist. Darling is into it and of course, the usual sadistic darling shenanigans. (Darling is also a yandere), classic cliché high school musical, enemies to lovers, 'I hate you but I love you too' type of plot but more murder. Just two yanderes inlove. (He's secretly pathetic)

Theodore Maddox was annoying as fuck. Ever since middle school, he won everything that you've been in. Poetry, calligraphy, spelling bees, and every academic challenge. It was like he was destined to be number one, while you had to stay as the second placer.

And the worst part was that he knew what he was doing.

He would glance at your frustrated face and grin like a villain who had just won a battle. And you hated how handsome he looked with it. You barely had any supporters because, of course, everyone knew he'd win anyway.

And it all started because you fucking liked him. No. Loved him.

You stalked his socials. You took secret pictures of him.

 However, when you were about to tell him to meet up with him behind the school, you heard it.

Laughing.

So much laughing. And it was because of you.

"Who does she think she is?"

"She's mid, you know?"

"I guess that's kind of true,"

You heard his voice in the middle of those bastards. They thought you were a cheap woman not worth even noticing. You felt tears sting your eyes, but sadness wasn't the only thing in your heart right now. Hate.

You swore on your heart that you would make him feel like what you felt now.

But it was so goddamn difficult.

Why did you come up with trying to defeat the golden boy anyway? It was stupid?

Were you just trying to get his attention?  

Either way, you were sick of it. Seeing that smirk. Every competition. Every goddamn game. Every test and effort you tried to put out.

You hated it.

How your heart fluttered whenever you saw it. How it made you follow him every time he went home.

But, you were getting tired because of it. Maybe. Just maybe.

Getting him neglected will surely let him see your potential. (And maybe get him jealous.)

Theodore liked that fire in you.

He thought you were just every kind of girl that fell for him. Stupidly naïve, thinking they can "Fix him".

He saw your slumped-up body that day. You were kind of adorable, but not that hot, like those annoying cheerleaders. Sure, they were hot. You couldn't really fit the standards of being popular. But, your once lovesick expression turned into a façade of hate and competition.

Were you really trying to claim his spot as one of the most impressive students in the school?

Cute.

Like you.

At first, he didn't mind. But the more you tried to win against him, the more his intrigue rose. But, no, he didn't love you. He really didn't. Don't mind the pictures in his room. It's just a personal collection (Of you)

But did he really forget to get your attention enough?

Why the hell are you hanging out with one of the school nobodies?

He watched you as you laughed with the boy, eating one of the chicken nuggets in his lunchbox. He could see the boy's hand discreetly landing on your shoulder.

And for the first time in his life.

The sparkle in your eyes was bright and shiny. Something that even he never saw before.

The great Theodore Maddox…

He clenched his fists, his heart clenching painfully as the smirk on his face was replaced with a frown.

… became insecure.

might make a pt 2

[silassinclair]

Hello! Wondering if I can request a Maddox with a very Dense darling? Just all in general doesn’t realize that Maddox grew to love her? It’s just going back and forth on Maddox trying to show his love while Darling is just thinking that he’s trying to manipulate her or something of the sort..Just all in all love silly and weird things happening with the two.

Hope you have a great day as always, remember to always take care! :)

This is such a cute request. Thank you for this one!! And you have a greater day :) Masterlist Here!!

Yandere Wild West Outlaw x Dense Reader

You noticed something odd about your outlaw captor lately. Usually he would force you to do chores around the house while he would either watch and insult you; or go out in town to drink while you were chained to the table so you wouldn’t run off. But for the past few weeks the chores have become less and less and Maddox kept a closer eye on you. No longer did he go out in town while leaving you chained up. Instead he watched you in silence. It was weird and honestly uncomfortable. Why was he always looking at you and not saying anything?

“Did you run out of crude words to call me?” You ask while hanging some clothes outside to dry. Maddox sits on the porch step watching you.

“Huh?” He utters.

“You’ve been watching me in silence lately. It’s… odd.”

The shirt you hang up is one of his. Even though it's clean it still has his cedarwood and smokey scent on it. Maddox has invaded all of your senses lately. You see him watch you, you smell him when he's near, you hear his grunts when he chops wood, and you feel his featherlight touch on your cheek when he thinks you're asleep. You can't go anywhere without sensing him nearby. No, the masked outlaw has you on an invisible leash.

Maddox stands up from where he was sat on the porch step. Walking past the hung clothes blowing in the wind he strides towards you. His brown eyes are locked on you. It makes you nervous. Did you slip up? Say something you shouldn't have? Will he punish you again?

"What is it princess? Am I makin' you uncomfy?" You can pretty much hear him smirking from behind that bandana. You don't even need to see his face to know what it looks like.

"No." You reply. "It's just weird. You're always watching me now. What are you scheming huh?"

The outlaw chuckles and reaches a hand out to your face. You flinch and his hand freezes. Maddox's eyes soften for a moment and he moves his hand slowly to put a strand of lose hair behind your ear. His hand brushes against the shell of your ear. It's warm.

"I ain't scheming anythin' sweet heart. Just like to watch you is all. Is that a crime?"

Your eyebrows furrow. "I don't believe you for a second."

Taking another article of clothing out of the basket you hang it up on the clothesline.

"You don't believe me?" He whines jokingly. "Why would I lie? Who wouldn't wanna watch a pretty girl like you go about her days? It's more entertaining than going to any boring ol' show."

That one causes an eyeroll. "Now you're trying too hard. If you think I'm going to run away then relax because I'm not. I learned my lesson when you shot me."

Maddox groans and wraps his arms around your waist. He leans down, resting his chin on your shoulder. Once again Maddox invades your senses. You smell the gun smoke, feel his heat, hear his breathing, and see his arms around you.

"What if I told ya' I loved you hm?" His husky voice whispers into your ear.

"Well then I wouldn't believe you." You shoot back imediatley. The outlaw whines and buries his face into the crook of your neck from behind.

"Why not princess?" He says as his finger toys with the ribbon that ties the front area of your dress together, the ribbon right over top your breasts.

"Because you're a lying criminal. Now shove off, I'm working on drying your stinky underwear."

Your elbow jabs Maddox in the ribs making him wince and let you go.

“Easy now princess.”

"I'm home."

You turn to see Maddox standing under the entryway of the kitchen. In his hands is a bouquet of wildflowers varying in colors of white, green, yellow, and purple.

"Those are nice flowers. I'll grab a vase for them." You say and look for one under the sink cabinet. But all you find is an extra large empty can that once held baked beans. Well, it'll have to do. You take the can and fill it with water from the basin. Maddox watches you take the flowers from his hands with the utmost care. He watches how gently you put them in the can and set it on the table.

You'd make an amazing wife. The way you make this temporary house a home is admirable. Maddox never knew what he was missing until he met you. You were a thorn in his side, just a little play thing that annoyed him. You were only supposed to be a temporary pleasure but you soon turned into an irreplaceable companion. Whenever he was gone he'd miss you. When he was home he'd watch you. Every second of his life is all for you.

All because he loves you. And seeing you smile over some simple wildflowers proves that his love for you is no mistake. You're absolutely perfect, even if you don't feel the same way about him. Eventually he'll make you come around. Even if he has to use force.

"I saw em while I was out and I thought you'd like em." Maddox says, rubbing the back of his neck.

Smiling softly you adjust the flowers. "They're beautiful. Thank you."

You turn to Maddox and lock eyes with him. At the same time the both of you think to yourselves,

"Maybe he isn't too bad."

"Maybe love isn't too bad."

[swift-creates]

@chrumblr-whumblr day 19: asphyxiation and day 24: drowning

wc: 366 | warnings: star wars swearwords, choking on bacta, mention of bodies | characters: Lieutenant Strike (OC)

an attempt at a Strike version of @enigma-absolute's boy Maddox's backstory!!

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She didn't know how long she floated in that state of half-knowing, half-consciousness, half-feeling, the nothingness pressing in close and dark around her. But then all her senses kicked back in at once and she was choking on bacta, the sickly sweet stench of it clogging her nose and mouth as she convulsed. She coughed and spat and heaved, shaking on the slippery floor of the medbay. It was a miracle she hadn't cut herself on the broken glass of the bacta tank, but she couldn't bring herself to be overly thankful at the moment.

Where am I what is this how did I get here oh kriff are those bodies what the kriff is this oh force- She stared at her surroundings as she gasped for oxygen, air replacing the sticky fluid in her lungs. Aside from all the inert figures, the room was deserted, the only sound the distant rumbling of a starship's engines and deep booms almost like explosions. How did she know that? She didn't know how she knew that.

Medbays… Medbays usually have doctors in them. But there were none in this one. Where did they all go? Was the ship exploding? So many questions, not a single answer. The edge of a stray ID card was visible from her position, and she suddenly felt way too vulnerable, exposed on the floor.

Gotta go have to go run go go go get out- She pushed herself onto unstable feet, grabbed a scalpel and the card off one of the abandoned medical stands and stumbled to the door. The walls trembled around her as she went through hallway after hallway, finally emerging into the command center of the ship. It was just as deserted as the medbay, broken panels hanging off everything and sparks falling from the loose wiring. A planet she didn't recognise who was she kidding she didn't recognise anything loomed out the viewport, coming ever closer as the ship shook, threatening to come apart from the explosions' wounds left on its hull.

Strike stared into the emptiness of space and didn't remember who or where she was, only knowing one thing.

These are not my stars.

[moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom]

THATS OUR BOY VOTE MADDOX DARLING 2K24

Please vote based on the picture AND the description!

Maddox Darling [Lost Boy of the Galaxy Far Far Away @enigma-absolute - Star Wars OC]

“I know I’ve had amnesia, but have you considered therapy?” Son of Earth, born of Australia, built like a 90’s Boy Protagonist, Rebel Spy and Lost Boy of a Galaxy Far Far Away, Maddox is an empire-induced retrograde amnesiac who, with the help of the Light Side of the Force, has started to recover his memory and set out to re-define who he is with a renewed worldview of hope; directly inspired by recovered memories of original trilogy Luke Skywalker. Aside from recovering his memory, aiming to become a better man and eventually finding a way back home (while having some fun on the way), Maddox seeks to do the best job of bringing hope through working espionage in the rebellion, but also extend it to others wherever he goes.

Luria [Eyurenious' Gaurdians @april-musings]

Luria is a kind and timid girl with nature magic. She is fiercely loyal, and would do anything to protect her friends-- including ideas that are not-so-smart.

[heartfullofleeches]

Ichabod's (shirtless reaper lady) darling is seperate from the supernatural harem's darling, but it'd be funny if after like a thousand years of not seeing each other she bursts in on Maddox's new life to see what her baby "sibling" is up to and falls for their human. Her interactions with Baron would be golden

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[Baron storms into the living room seeing Ichabod's arms around his mate and Maddox looking defeated in a corner]

Baron: Hey Bitch!

[She looks up at him, annoyed]: What.

Baron: What do you identify as.

Ichabod: Ha?

Baron: Your gender! The fuck do you identify as?!

Ichabod: Obviously I'm a fuckin chick - why's it matter?

Baron: Cover your damn tits then!

Ichabod: I don't see you wearin' a damn thing. You think people want your baboon ass in their face everytime you walk by?

[Baron looks at his mate then back at Ichabod as if saying with his eyes "The fucking audacity of this woman"]

Baron: I AM A MAN. IT'S DIFFERENT

Ichabod: How?

Baron: ye- Y/n, tell her. Y/n?

[Supernatural Harem darling slips out the front door holding Maddox's hand as Alasdair walks in with groceries]

Alasdair: Great. There's two of them.

[timefall-if]

Hi, i've just played the demo, kinda dissapointed that it was short but as a fan of Arcane, i'm still intrigued by the story. I have a feeling that Mylo (just like Arcane Mylo lol) will not survive bc if that was the case then M would have had him on the same value as MC or Marek in the fact post (except if he lost his memory and got adopt by a rich family, thus making him our enemy)

Also Maddox has me on my knees LET ME HUG HIM !

Btw may i know the cast term of endearment they LOVE to give MC please ?

i won't say anything about Mylo's current status, you guys will just have to wait and see (and hopefully be surprised)!

for the terms of endearment:

M - angel

R - dummy/dumbass

S - handsome/beautiful/gorgeous

C - darling

[empian28]

My Red Hcs ♥️🥀

-Red can speak Spanish

-Red loves to just go on walks

-She’s an artist

-Chloe gives her a journal and Res discovers that she likes to write and sort out her thoughts, it keeps her from going mad with all the new memories contradicting her old ones

-She has tons of hobbies bc the QoH kept taking them away

-She has a massive sweet tooth and Bridget heavily encourages it

-Red can bake bc she has weekly baking sessions/lessons with her mom

-Red calls Bridget Momma/Mama when she gets a new memory from her childhood in this timeline or just bc she can

-Maddox has the portal thing to Red’s room bc as a kid Red would always sneak to his workshop and fall asleep of the couches or benches and he’d have to find a way to sneak her back to her room before morning

-Res speaks a lot of languages bc there was nothing to do in Wonderland (hc from the-mabel-gleeful on tumblr)

-Red is so used to death bc of all the beheadings she’s seen and when someone dies she acts completely normal abt it and no one understands why until she explains it’s because she’s grown up around death

-Red can play guitar and piano

-She can cook bc TQoH used to starve her as punishment so she learned how to cook for herself (the kitchen staff helped her and TQoH found out and beheaded them)

-Her full name is Rosa Redelle Marcia Bao (Rosa means rose, Redelle means red meadow (I’ve seen a few ppl hc Redelle/Redella her real name and I rlly like that idea, credits to whoever came up with the hc), Marcia is the female version of Mars, the god of war, and Bao means precious and honor)

-Wonderlandians in the new timeline call her all kinds of nicknames

-Some of her nicknames relating to her name other than Red are Rose/little rose, Mars, and sometimes ppl just call her Bao

-Her mom’s are firecracker/fireball, Princess, dear/my dear, sweet/my sweet, my heart, my love, rosebud/flowerbud/my little bud, my darling, daughter/my daughter, my princess, etc

-Can run a country bc the QoH taught het at an early age

-Red has to sleep with a fan, sometimes more than one

-She has some pink in her outfits and style after the time travel mission

-She loves books and reading, but while Chloe reads for knowledge, Red likes to read for knowledge and for fun

-is good at writing poetry

-Poetry helps her get out her feelings

-Writes poems for every drawing

-Actually really loves going outside

-Likes watching the sunsets and stars, especially if she’s somewhere up high

-Is pan

-is very talented and has many hidden talents ppl don’t know or wouldn’t guess

-was a very sweet child and wanted the best for everyone but TQoH put a stop to all that

[guzhufuren]

Here's a list of collabs ateez has done (I may be missing some but I think I at least got most of them!)

Call Me Anytime - EDEN, ATEEZ, Maddox

Summer Taste - Rain, MONSTA X, Brave Girls, ATEEZ (Hongjoong + Yunho)

A Little Space - Pentatonix, ATEEZ (Yunho + San + Jongho)

Be My Lover - ATEEZ, Kim Jong Kook

EENIE MEENIE - CHUNGHA ft. Hongjoong

Hit Me Up - MIRANI ft. Mingi

Hush-Hush - BE:FIRST, ATEEZ

Royal - BE:FIRST, ATEEZ

And there's the unit collabs they did with other groups on Kingdom

Colors (or Playing With Paint) - Mayfly (includes Hongjoong)

Wolf - Mayfly Dance Unit (includes Seonghwa, Yunho, Yeosang, San, Wooyoung)

A Boy's Diary - King's Voice (includes Jongho)

thank you my beautiful darling this is so dope sending you one thousand air kisses

[emmy-dekarios-bg3]

Heart of the Weave: Part 2

Please only read if you've read part 1, which you can find on AO3 (Click here)

Chapter 21 - Emmy's perspective

Our precious Neeve sits down at the dinner table to eat while Gale feeds Jenevelle a warm bottle with freshly pumped milk. Neeve  looks so content and relaxed, even beyond the depths of happiness if I'm being truly honest. The smile on her face lingers and I bet I can guess why. I know Maddox is a good kid but man, I sure hope he treats her right. I don't doubt Karlach and Wyll’s parenting skills though, he's always been such a kindhearted little sport. 

    “So I take it the adventure was fun? How were the boys?” I ask her as I pour her a cup of tea with lemon, then place the mug in front of her. She nods her head as she takes a bite of the venison drizzled in hundur sauce. “You didn't get attacked by a bear, did you?” Neeve stares at me with a dead expression, and I notice Gale behind her giving me that same look. She shakes her head for a moment to shake off the stupidity of my question and then smiles at me once more. 

    “It was a blast. Maddox and I…” I notice Gale’s sharp gaze immediately shift over to our daughter, expressing a very alert expression. Neeve chuckles and begins to lower her voice so Gale can’t hear. “We kissed.”

   “Neeve, as a concerned father who just wants what's best for you, I didn't hear a single word you said.”

 “Good.” 

 “YOU KISSED?! OH MY STARS!” My voice is most certainly loud enough for Gale to hear, which leads to Neeve facepalming herself out of disbelief.  I clap my hands excitedly and jump up and down, startling Jenevelle by accident. “Oopsie.” 

 “Mum, the point of me whispering is for father not to hear what I said.” 

  “Sorry, after a really shitty day, that news brightened up a bit. Plus, seeing my daughter flourish with happiness is something I always love seeing.” Neeve tilts her head to the left, a concerned expression appearing on her face. And now here I sit, waiting to be interrogated by my stubborn daughter who has to be a Worrisome William like my husband. 

 

  “Shitty day? Mum, what do you–”

  “Please don't worry about me darling, all that matters is that you are happy. That's what’s important. Now, on that note, you didn't see anything skeptical out in the woods today, did you?”  

“Please tell me what's going on. Is everything alright?” I sigh as I plop myself on the sofa next to Gale and our hungry baby, wishing my big mouth didn't say a word about my day. I don't want to even think about the garbage woman that had to just ruin everything. 

“Your mother…got boo’ed on stage when she performed. By one woman, everyone else loved it and requested she perform again. But this woman threw a plate of spaghetti at your mother, causing shards to dig into her skin, and embarrassed her in front of the whole crowd. This woman happens to be a student of mine – a grown woman, mind you – who tried making advances at me at the Blackstaff Ball. Now that I say this all out loud… I really wish I incinerated her. I should have.”

“WHAT?!” Neeve halts what she's doing and immediately comes bolting towards me, wrapping me in a comforting embrace. Her head is buried in my shoulder. Not in a day in my life have I see that child run so swifty. I say she's a child – she's eighteen. Stop that tomfoolery, Emmy. “Mum! I'm so sorry this happened. I swear to Mystra I will turn this woman into a fucking sheep.”

“Language, Neeve,” Gale mentions, raising an eyebrow. “Plus the woman has been arrested. Her ugly spirit is contained in the bowels of Waterdeep prisons, where she is strictly guarded and unable to escape. And if she does somehow, that's when I'll light her on fire. Everything should be alright.” I sigh and rub my daughter's back as she hugs me, and then after a few moments she stands back up and sits down at the table once more to finish her dinner. “The woman may have also tried abducting your sister.” Neeve drops her fork, her jaw dropping in disbelief. 

“I will have a word with her myself. I don't care. I'm visiting that prison.”

“Like hell you are, Neeve,” I chime back in, though I'm smiling at her protective demeanor. “Everything is alright for now. But yeah, that's basically why my day was shitty. You being here definitely topped the cake.”

“Um, my dear? That's not…how that expression goes,” Gale adds with a mild laugh. “What your mother is trying to say is that you made her day much better. Not worse.” Neeve smirks, fighting a laugh as she continues to eat. She looks exhausted, but after we trauma dumped my day onto her, which I wish I didn't do, she seems extremely worried. I stand up and place my hand on her shoulder, giving her a reassuring smile. 

“Don't you fret young lady.”

“Mum, it hurts me that she did that to you. I want revenge.” I half smile and kiss the top of her silky brown hair, admiring the thickness and shine within it. “Are you alright at least?”

“Neeve, with revenge…no one wins. Remember that. And yes, I am perfectly fine. Tomorrow, I want you telling me all about your adventure with Asher and Maddox. You hear?” She smiles and nods, standing up to place her dishes in the sink. Gale stands up as he finishes feeding the baby and trudges into the kitchen. 

 “I'll make sure to be present as well when you tell her all about it,” he adds, burping Jenevelle and winking at Neeve, though I know he can't stand the thought of her being kissed despite how much he adores Maddox. His baby girl falling in love and growing up makes him happy but also brings him a sense of dread at the same time, though he will never admit it. 

  “Yeah yeah, don't worry. I'll tell you both everything. I'm seeing him again tomorrow but not before I cook you both a delicious breakfast.”

  “Ha! Good luck waking up before your father.”

  “I am on diaper duty with a coffee in hand right before the sun shines, Neeve. We will see who makes it to the kitchen first, though I know exactly how you operate in the mornings. Nice try, however.” Gale’s expression shifts from perfectly content to rather disgusted as he holds Jenevelle over his shoulder to burp her. “Speaking of diaper duty…”

  “I need to use the bathroom,” I interrupt as I bolt upstairs to our bedroom. “Goodnight Neeve, I love you darling!” Neeve and Gale stare at one another, an awkward silence filling the room as my presence becomes non-existent, but I am watching them from the upstairs railing. 

 “...You’d be a fool to think I'm changing that. Goodnight father.” I fight back laughter as I watch her head to her bedroom. Gale catches me looking that direction, so I fall to the floor trying to pretend I wasn't watching them awkwardly stand in the living room. 

 “I thought you had to use the toiletries?” I don't answer, but instead stay rather silent. Jenevelle giggles as she kicks her feet, and Gale is at the verge of gagging. “Damn it.” 

Needless to say, I did plug his nose while he changed our daughter’s diaper, who was laughing the whole time and for whatever reason is filled with an absurd amount of energy. I take it that’s her second wind. She did have a rather eventful day after all…  Once Jenevelle is laying comfortably in her crib, Gale and I get in the tub together for an evening of soaking and enjoying each other's company. We soak in the bubbles, lavender pettles, and citrus peels while I'm wrapped comfortably in his arms. His lips gently press against my neck directly under my ear, reminding me how loved I am. 

 “You are my entire universe. Each day I love you more, though it's hard to fathom how that's even possible.” He plays with my brown curls in between his fingers as I lean my head back against his chest, our bodies touching each other underneath the hot water. “I couldn't ask for someone more loving, silly, and most of all, a better mother to our children.”

  ‘Thank you, Gale. For always being someone I can depend on. For loving me unconditionally and being a wonderful father to our girls. For allowing me to be the weirdo who will never be fully mature and loving me anyway. I love you with everything that I have, and wouldn't trade our life together for anything.” 

“I love you too, my sweet Emmy.”