#maya girl let's clean that up though :(

[spell-of-the-rain]

watching maya hitting track limits in that maroony-purple section by pit entrance :((

[s-4pphics]

click! 1 (e.w.)

SYNOPSIS: you need a roommate, and you love eggplant. [college au]

WORD COUNT: 3.7k

WARNINGS: photographer/roommate!ellie, ocs an artist with a reputation :p, they’re both rude as shit, crack, all ocs are black coded yeeahhh yeah, awkward meetings, slut-shaming, brief cunninglingus, mention of eviction, smut later yall know tha vibes 

two. three. four.

A/N: short part just stay w me lemme cook... excited 2 write this lets get this shit yall

“W-What do you mean you’re moving?” 

Your roommate and best friend wrapped her arms around your neck, pulling you close. Tears flooded in your eyes as she whispered the daunting news, your heart cracking in your chest. 

“I’m moving soon, stink.” Too soon, according to her. She’ll be gone by next week. Amaya snickered sadly as she cooed in your temple. “It's for good reason, though.”

Your ears perk, a curious hum vibrating her shoulder. 

“I got that internship— “

All sadness melds into excitement for your favorite person. You leap into her arms with squeals of congratulatory joy, planting smacking kisses all over her squishy cheek. 

“Oh my god! You should’ve said that first, bitch! What the fuck!” You wipe your tears on her hoodie. 

Her laughter rattles through your neck, “I just found out after class! I almost got hit by a fucking bus reading the email.” 

Amaya sets you down, rambles about her new position as a songwriting intern spilling from her like an overfilled glass. Tears of joy flow from you and her as she retells every detail about her acceptance. She’s leaving in a week and a half and going farther than you thought. 

“Girl… you’re really moving to New York?” 

“Only for like… four months, max. But yeah… Boutta be on BET come next year— “

“Maya.” 

“Hm?”

“… I can’t pay rent by myself,” you whisper, cringing and embarrassed. 

You hate to ruin her moment, but you’re concerned; Living off campus isn’t cheap and moving in the middle of the semester is less than ideal. It’d be a fucking hassle, and — to be frank — you’re not a people person. 

People like having you around because you’re fun, sure. But your reputation isn’t what you hoped for it to be when you moved out of your dad’s place for school. You wanted to be recognized for your creativity, and while your professors never hesitated to praise your talents, your peers failed to see past the status that was placed upon you. 

Frankly, you’re deemed as a dumb whore, especially after your falling out with one of the campuses best softball pitchers. 

It wasn’t even your fault. One raunchy snap to the wrong person and people think you live for sex and sex only! Just when you think everyone is over slut-shaming… 

“You thought I was gonna leave you to fend for yourself? Guess what I did.” 

Oh God. “What?” 

She twiddles her fingers together villainously, “I may or may not have set up an application on the student homepage— “

The small glimmer of hope washes away, shoulders dropping, fingers coming up to massage your temples.  

“Maya…” You exhale, trying to keep calm, “You know those things don’t fucking work!” 

Roommate compatibility is a fucking scam. No one ever notes how they actually are in the application. You think you’ve found someone that’s clean, quiet, stays out of your space without permission and the next day you find dead roaches under your couch. College attendees have no idea what bleach is and it makes you sick. 

“Damn… you’re usually optimistic.” 

“I’m optimistic about good ideas. I’m gonna be living with a fucking freak from Craigslist, thanks a lot.” 

“C’mooon! You’ll be fine, babe, trust me.” Amaya wraps her arms around your neck once more, wetly smacking your cheek before turning to paddle to her room. “Plus, you’ll meet someone new!”

When you don't follow, she spins. She must’ve noticed your impassiveness, poutingly asking to help me pack? Tears overwhelm your ducts once more, quietly taking her extended hand as she leads you to her bedroom. 

DAY ONE of roommate searching began, and you were already prepared to move back in with your dad. Amaya had enough time to orchestrate the housing agreement with you, making sure to highlight some of your most important characteristics in a roommate. One of the main ones being cleanliness. Some form of organization. 

DAY TWO was easier… Someone finally made it to the in-person interview stage. They didn’t make it far, though; They wouldn’t stop smacking their gum and it drove you crazy. Back to square one. 

DAY SIX came around and you were losing hope; Why are frat boys applying to live with you? You’d rather jump into oncoming traffic than house with any of Abby’s annoying, dirty friends. You've seen their house on numerous occasions and it never fails to make your skin crawl. 

It’s DAY THIRTEEN, and Amaya’s gone. After the sobbing fit with your best friend at the airport earlier, you got back to work. 

DENY REQUEST. 

…

DENY REQUEST. 

…

DENY REQUEST. 

You sigh in exhaustion and lean back in your chair. If you don't take a break from your screen in the next five seconds, your eyes will bleed. 

Why are people… so odd? 

The number of applications you’ve had to deny in the last week is criminal; Why are cis-het men continuously filling out applications knowing they’re not welcome in your space?! 

Even the people that made it to the in-person interview stage are incapable of being… not strange. You’d rather die than live with someone who collects dead maggots in mason jars (yes, you did almost call the police when they described their fascination with death in depth)!

All you need is one fruitful application with an identity to match! Just one. 

Amaya still calls from New York whenever she has a moment of peace to see how the roomie-search is going, but you can’t ignore the sadness that fills your heart every time she misses a call. Her laughter is gone, and your day-to-day life feels empty. 

They’re already working your bestie to the bone; You hope she can feel your encouragement from thousands of miles away. 

You scroll and click, scroll and click, scroll and deny deny deny until you pause, your eyes skimming over the application with a familiar name. 

ELLIE WILLIAMS. 

Ellie from stats, you instantly recognize. Curiosity perks and your brows furrow, sipping lukewarm tea as you skim over her contact information, her pet preferences, all the way down to her additional commentary. A snicker left at her blunt statement. 

temporary request. my last roommate moved and i’m poor. just waiting on this job approval. 

… Ellie in a nutshell. How relatable.

At least she’s not a complete stranger. Every interaction with her stirs in your mind as you jot her number down on a lone sticky-note. They were nothing special from your perspective: the two of you exchanging notes, her holding the door open as everyone scurried out of class, you asking for a pencil (and her asking for it back after the lecture), and you can’t help but wonder why she would want to apply to share a space with anyone, let alone you. 

She's only ever been described as standoffish by your peers. From the outside, Ellie’s blank. Flat tone, flat expression, plain appearance, and the fact that you never know what she’s thinking is unsettling. You’re thrown off your game whenever she’s near and you hate it. 

But the spot is temporary; Amaya will be back in a couple of months, and it seems Ellie’s leaving sometime soon by her small note. 

You down the rest of your tea and stretch where you sit, pondering. Trying to imagine Ellie in your space.

“I don’t know why I can’t take Maya’s spot. I’d make an excellent roommate.” 

Your expression flattens, glare piercing through your good friend. 

Abby scoffs, “C’mooon! I mind my business...” She pauses, leaning across the table, nearly knocking your coffee over. Her whispers send a shock down your spine, “…and I give good head. I’m a package deal.” 

A brow raises. Abby’s sweeter than candy and she puts it down, but you already made the mistake of living with someone you fucked before, and you vowed to never do it again. If Amaya hadn’t given you a place to stay after the blow up between you and your ball-throwing sneaky link, you’re not sure where you'd be. Definitely not a student; The stress would’ve forced you to collapse. And drop out. 

“Sorry, stink. Not happening.” 

She rolls her eyes, “Whatever.” She takes a sip from her drink, “Can’t believe you’d let that freak in before me.” 

You pause. “You’re a freak, too— “

“I’m the good kind!” She searches like someone’s watching her, voice dropping to a whisper, “Ellie’s fucking weird, dude. When’s the last time you’ve seen her interact with anyone? A literal fucking NPC. All she’s programmed to do is stand and look.” 

“And give out pencils,” You interject with a snicker, “Who cares. I don’t like most of the idiots here, either. I barely put up with your ass.” 

Abby raises her glove-covered palms in surrender, “Fuck it. When I see an alert about a missing student, I’ll know who it is.” 

“You’re so fucking extra— “

DING!

Your neck cranes towards the opening cafe door, shock surging through your body at the sight of the NPC in question. Ellie silently stands at the back of the line, headphones secured on her head and nose red from the cold, classically bored expression plastered on her face. 

“Oh, this is hilarious,” Abby huffs, “Go greet your new housemate.” 

Another glare is sent in her direction, “Can you shut up? Her name’s not on any lease. I barely talked to her.”  

“Do it now, then. Triple dog dare you.” Abby smirks behind her cup. 

You sigh and raise from your seat, “You’re a cunt.” 

“The wettest. Go.” 

You flick her forehead before making your way over to Ellie, who’s mindlessly scrolling through her phone. Her sniffles get louder with each step you take, metal music blasting through her speakers. 

You tap her shoulder and she jumps, sliding one of her ear cups over to hear. 

“Hey, Ellie,” you smile politely. 

“… Sup,” she mutters hoarsely, turning her body towards you, eyes filled with… nothing. Expected. 

Silence passes, and you fill it, “I got your app yesterday. Just wanted to come and introduce myself.” 

“Alright.” 

More silence. You can see Abby out the corner of your eye, mockingly swiping her tongue between her index and middle finger. You flush and stutter, and Ellie’s staring like you have two heads. 

“I, uh… yeah. I’ve been having interviews with some people that submitted a form. You free sometime this week?” 

“Uhh…” She glances down at her phone. “Yeah. Around five tomorrow.” 

More silence. Fuck, this is awkward. 

“… Cool.” You pull your phone out and text her saved number, the alarm ringing from her phone. “That’s me. Just call before you stop by.” 

She nods and turns her back to you, cranking her music to full volume. You gawkily shuffle where you stand before hustling back to your table, Abby cackling to herself. You plop down and kick her under the table, but she laughs harder. 

“What’d I say!” 

“Not a thing,” You hiss, “She’s just a little awkward. It’s not that serious.” 

“Oh, yeah.” 

“Oh yeah what.” 

“She’s definitely your fucking housemate.” She tsks in disappointment before a smirk appears, her eyes darkening. “Can I eat it one last time before she moves in?” 

A jolt surges in your tummy, your hand closing into a fist. You kick her again and she giggles. 

Time passes as you and Abby’s conversation carries on like normal. Another ding rings through the coffee shop after some time, and you watch Ellie’s backpack bounce as she rushes down the sidewalk; Abby’s rambles about a soccer player she’s trying to smash sound like gibberish. 

Ellie has a Spider-Man charm and laminated polaroid latched onto her zipper. 

… Cute. 

You’re going to fail statistics over a random.

Your professor’s voice sounds like white noise; Every pause she takes is used as an opportunity to sneak glances at Ellie. None of your notes are useful; The doodles and sloppy scribbles are solidifying that incoming F, for sure. Only fifteen minutes until you’re out of here. 

She’s two seats down from you, jotting down whatever she deems necessary for the midterm. You didn’t even register her answering the professor’s question, her rosy lips curving around her teeth with each syllable. 

Ellie blinks slowly, twice, three times before her eyes lock with yours, brows furrowed, evidently confused at your gawking. 

Your stomach drops with your gaze, fingers curled tightly around your pencil. 

The lecture finally comes to a close as your thoughts flurry, wordlessly shoving your books into your bag. A light tap on your shoulder yanks your attention. 

Ellie stands before you, puffer cinched under the bands of her backpack and cheeks just as rosy as before. 

“Hey. Can we switch the time?” 

“Huh?” Don’t stare, don’t stare. 

She sighs, “The time for the interview. Can we change it?” 

You blink dumbly, “Uh… sure. To what time?” 

Agitation creases her brows. “Now. Something came up and I can’t miss it.” She pauses, eyes flicking awkwardly around the room, weakly adding, “If that’s okay.” 

“Um… yeah, no problem…” You peer at the clock on the wall, “You want a coffee?” 

A slight wince from her. “… Yup.” 

She clearly doesn’t by the way her fingers are anxiously tapping on her thigh, but you nod nonetheless, hurriedly grabbing your belongings and leading her down to the student lounge. 

“I don’t want you thinking this interview is one-sided,” You pray your gentle smile is calming the evident nerves of the freckled girl. “You can ask me anything you want, as well. If you have any concerns, any questions, shoot.” 

Ellie’s eyes are glued to her coffee cup, but her head bobs, expression void. Silence simmers between you. 

“I usually start these off with an icebreaker to get the jitters out! Just list three facts about yourself and I’ll follow.” 

Ellie’s lone hand comes up to scratch underneath her ear before meeting your gaze. Her eyes are so pretty; Too bad there’s nothing behind them. 

“Or I can go, sure, so!” Your hands clap together, “I’ll start with myself. I’m majoring in graphic design, I’m secretly a theater nerd, and I dream about owning an eggplant farm.” 

The girl before you clearly didn't expect that last statement. Her brows crease and the corner of her lip arches upward in a barely-there smile. Foreign to her face. 

“That’s not a fact,” She mutters, the shell in her pupils cracking. Just slightly. 

“Who cares, I love eggplant. Best vegetable by a landslide.” 

“Sike.” 

You scoff in disbelief, “What?” 

“Everybody on the planet knows that squash is god-tier— “

You squint, “Squash? Are you deadass?”

“It’s fucking versatile!” Ellie’s voice pitches higher, and your grin widens, “You can put it in everything and you don’t have to do much. Eggplant sucks up everything in the pan and still comes out soggy and tasteless— “

Choked laughter leaves your mouth, “If you don’t know how to cook, just say that.” 

Her mouth drops in exaggerated shock. “I know how to fuckin’ cook.” 

“Right.” 

“I do, what the he— “

“Fun fact about Ellie: she can’t cook!” You kiddingly sneer. She chuckles and shakes her head, tongue poking the inside of her cheek. You almost miss her statement, “I take pictures.” 

“Hm?” 

“I wanna be a professional photographer... At some point. I take pic— “

Ellie’s phone vibrates on the table and she leaps into action, snatching her bag from beside her and standing from her seat. 

“Wait— “

“I gotta go,” She mutters as she straps her bag around her shoulders. “Sorry. See you later.” 

Ellie throws some bills on the table before dipping, her phone pressed against her ear, rambling about making time. She barely touched her coffee. 

Could’ve been worse, you utter to yourself. 

Days pass, and you don’t hear from Ellie. 

When you saw her in stats two days after the interview, she hardly acknowledged you, morphing into the hermit that you knew her to be. You noted how tired she looked, though. You would’ve asked if she were okay if she hadn’t run out of class without a word. 

You’re weighing your options: allowing a random oddball into your apartment, or allowing a random oddball who hates eggplant into your apartment. Rent is due next week, and Amaya’s space is still vacant. 

At this point, the roster is almost nonexistent, and Ellie was the least concerning candidate. Despite Abby’s concern, she doesn’t seem like the type of person to bury dead bodies in the front lawn. 

“I dunno, friend. She’s a little weird. Getting mad incel vibes from her.” 

Your eyes roll back into your skull as you munch on cashews, “You’re getting vibes from someone you never talked to. She seemed cool at the interview.” 

“Yeah, 'cause vegetable debates are so note-worthy,” Amaya scoffs. 

She’s starting to sound a little too much like Abby, “I think y’all are forgetting that this is a temporary solution. I’m not tryna spend the rest of my fucking life with her! I need rent paid and she needs a place to stay for a few months.” 

Your best friend’s sigh drags through the line, “Alright… It seems like you made up your mind.” 

“Like I said, rent is due. I don’t have many options.” 

“Stop stressing. You found my replacement, apparently.” 

She pauses before hollering, “BITCH, IT’S SATURDAY! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU INSIDE? WHERE’S ABBY?” 

“Out smashing soccer players.” You huff. 

“Damn… My fault.” 

“I’m chilling. I just need head.” 

“Go out! Find somebody!” 

You groan, “Then I’ll have to shave— “

“Nair exists, you bonehead! Just go! You keep calling in a bad mood and it’s getting on my nerves!” 

You ponder and glance at your digital clock. It’s not even ten… Abby did tell you that Kappa was throwing.

“I can hear the engines turning in your big head. Bye.” 

Laughter explodes from you at the dial tone. 

“Hey, Siri… call Abby.” 

“CALLING ABBY BIG DICK SLUT— “

Tonight has been a blur since you left your apartment. 

You remember making it halfway through Blam Boom before your speaker died, downing your last couple of shots of 1800, and Ubering to the location Abby pinged. 

It only took a few minutes for her to scoop you up onto the packed kitchen counter and shove her tongue in your mouth. One shout of I’m horny from you and she was yours for the rest of the night. 

Now you’re pressed up against some bathroom sink upstairs, Abby’s head shaking between your legs, your jeans and underwear flung onto the shower rail. Each flick of her tongue is both clumsy and precise, applying pressure exactly where you need it. 

Your clit’s throbbing under her tongue, the muscle igniting the flame in your tummy as your climax builds, zaps in your spine. Cries of her name meld with the booming music from outside, the walls rattling like nerves in your toes. 

Abby’s gorgeous under you, you know it, the drunk part of your brain knows it, your desperate cunt knows it, but you’re no longer thinking about her compared to earlier. Your mind is elsewhere, somewhere it shouldn’t be. 

You’re thinking of freckles. Green eyes instead of blue. Chapped, rosy lips, and you don’t know why. But you succumb to it. Ellie’s trapped underneath your eyelids, crowding your senses, your empty head suddenly full of images of her in any way you could conjure. 

Your orgasm shatters you, but you’re silent, trembling hand glued over your mouth as Abby groans in your cunt. She’s a doll, easing you back down to earth, dragging your underwear and pants up your shaky legs and getting you back home safely. 

When you’re showered and your teeth are brushed, she tucks you in, gently kissing your forehead. You beg her to stay with you, but she declines with I know how you get before silently departing. 

Your phone is squeezed between your fingers after minutes of trying to sleep, eyeing Ellie’s saved contact until darkness overtakes you. 

The pounding on your door is worse than the ones from inside your skull. Fuck Tequila, from the bottom of your heart. Waves of nausea crash over you with every waddle, hobbling your hunched form over to yank the front door open. 

A bored Ellie stands in front of you, a large camera and headphones hanging from her neck, seemingly cozy in her sweater and puffer, large duffel bags packed to the brim with clothes dangling from her shoulders. Your cheeks warm instantly. Gray sweats, gray sweats—

“I’m here,” She states plainly. 

“… Why?” You croak.

Ellie’s seems just as confused as you, her eyes piercing as if her appearance is obvious. 

“To move in.” 

“… Why?”

Ellie sighs and snags her phone from her jacket pocket, swiping a few times before nearly blinding you with her screen. 

Your jaw nearly hits the floor. When the fuck did you send that? 

“So, I’m here,” she slips her device back in her pocket. “Which room am I in?” 

“E-Ellie, uh… there's been a mis— “

“Look,” she holds her pale, veiny hands up. “I don’t wanna beat around the bush anymore. I got evicted and I need a place to stay until I secure this job. I’m willing to put down whatever’s needed for rent but I don’t have time to bullshit.” 

Ellie proceeds, sarcasm slipping, “Respectfully.” 

She pushes past your stunned form, bags accidentally brushing against your bare legs. You can't even move to stop her; You merely watch Ellie shuffle to inspect the living room, the small kitchen, pausing in front of the abstract painting you made for your dad before eventually moving down the hall and into Amaya’s empty space. How the fuck did she get in the building, anyway?

Your deer-like eyes lock with her void, mossy ones as she peers over her shoulder. 

“I still have some stuff to pick up. Please leave my key under the mat if you go somewhere.” 

Before she enters the empty room next to yours, you hear her gruffly say, “Leave the lease on the table so I can sign it, too.”

Amaya’s — Ellie’s door slams shut seconds later, the soft click of the door locking follows suit. 

…

What the fuck just happened. Gall almost surpasses your anger. The audacity...

For the first time, you’re grateful that your shift is in two hours. You need to get the fuck out of here before you cause a scene and catch a case. 

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[wileys-russo]

hopeless II e.toone x reader

bit of cute fluff and a hopelessly love sick tooney.

hopeless II e.toone x reader

"oh nah you've got it bad." alessia chuckled knowingly, shoving at her best friend who snapped to attention wrenching her eyes away from you. "what?" ella frowned in confusion, shoving alessia back as her cheeks flushed pink. 

"what are we chatting about then?" maya suddenly jumped over the back of the sofa landing beside alessia, startling the girl who smacked her grinning teammate.

"how much ella loves you know who, but won't do anything about it." alessia filled her in, her best friend not even hearing the comment as ella's attention had already drifted back to you, stomach fluttering as the melodious sound of your laughter floated around the rec room. 

"zelem you're a cheat! no wonder everyone has to get your blessing to be dealt in." you playfully pushed your captains shoulder and flung down your cards with a defeated groan, katie once again cleaning up. "well personally i am sick of losing, i fold. kick her ass mearps!" you stood up and messed with the keepers hair, pulling it out of its neat pony tail and darting away to safety before she could grab you.

seeing you move onto another sofa by yourself ella was quick to her feet, leaving alessia mid sentence as she made a beeline toward you. "she is hopeless." maya tutted at the action of their lovesick team mate, alessia humming in agreement.

ella let out a dramatic sigh as she sunk into the sofa beside you, you hummed in greeting but your attention remained glued to the screen in your hand. ella sighed even louder, shuffling closer as you glanced toward her curiously before your gaze returned to your phone, avidly scrolling through tiktok.

ella let out one final sigh, this time adding in a groan for dramatic effect as she collapsed practically on top you, resting her head on your shoulder. "can i help you?" you gave in and asked with a laugh, placing your phone beside you and smiling down at ella in amusement. "i'm just so bored, sooo bored!" ella deeply sighed again, moving so that her head was resting in your lap as she pouted up at you.

"and you'd like me to fix that how exactly?" you smiled running a hand through her hair as ella's stomach did a back flip, though considering you were an affectionate person she tried her best not to overthink small gestures like this one.

"well i dunno, entertain me or somethin!" the girl shrugged and you grinned at her thick accent, forever teasing that she spoke a different language. "what am i your babysitter?" you mocked, shoving her head playfully as she sat up with a sarcastic gasp, clutching a hand to her chest. 

"i'm older than ya thanks where's the respect!" "by a month! relax, nana." "ello nan it's ella!" the brunette mocked herself loudly, grinning happily as it rewarded her with a chime of laughter from you.

"don't have to be back in the gym till 3, wanna grab some food?" ella asked hopefully, smiling victoriously as you eagerly agreed. "anyone for lunch?" you stood up and called out to your team mates, smile instantly wiped from the brunettes face.

"come on then nana lets eat, i'm starving." you held out a hand to help her up, wiggling your ring clad fingers impatiently in her direction. plastering a much less sincere smile on her face ella grabbed your hand and stood, the two of you falling into light conversation as you headed out of the rec room with your team in tow.

~

"i wanted it to just be the two of us!" ella whined loudly, sinking into the sofa as millie and alessia joined her, the three of them having just returned to their shared home after finishing their media obligations and training for the day. 

"well did you say that?" millie questioned curiously, ella peeking out of her hands guiltily as the blondes rolled their eyes in sync. "tooney you have to be more direct the poor girls not a mind reader." alessia squeezed her friends shoulder with a sympathetic smile as the midfielder pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. 

"but i mean if she hasn't caught on already with all your hopeless pining and lovesick looks maybe she's not the sharpest tool in the shed." millie commented as alessia elbowed her harshly with a blunt look. "oi you watch how you speak bout her." ella warned, pointing a finger threateningly toward her friend who held her hands up in defence. 

"don't shoot the messenger i'm just saying! you follow her around like a lost puppy man, always staring at her with a big dopey loved up grin, doing anything you can for her attention." millie continued as ella let out a scoff. "i do not!"

"yes you do! you always make sure to show off in training hoping she'll notice, and you're constantly goofing off and being extra loud when she's around so her attention goes to you. then just last week you almost killed me because you were too busy watching her in the gym than spotting for me!" millie remembered as ella let out a long sigh, burying her face in her hands. 

"el why don't you just ask her on a date." alessia encouraged the brunette softly. "i've tried!" ella threw her hands up in frustration, sinking down further into the sofa. "asking her to grab lunch during our training break is not asking her on a date." millie remanded, this time with a bit more empathy for the girl than before.

"neither is asking her to hang out after training and watch you play fifa." alessia continued as ella groaned again loudly, covering her face with her arm. "which she doesn't even like." alessia added on, millie nodding in agreement. "yeah and she definitely lets you win when she plays, cause we've all seen what you're like when you lose, and you're rubbish at that game." 

"way to kick a girl when she's down mils." ella grumbled in annoyance, shooting the blonde an unimpressed glare. "so, ask her on a date. but a proper one!" alessia encouraged again, patting her friends leg.

"what if she says no?" ella worried biting down on her lip nervously. "then she says no and you keep being friends. even a rejection is better than never knowing and constantly obsessing over her!" alessia advised as ellas eyes widened at the insinuation.

"i am not obsessed with her!"

~

"ya alright?" ella asked you with a concerned frown as you squatted down on the pitch beside her,  taking a water break from the 5 on 5 game your team had just dominated. "i'm fucking freezing! the wind would pick up on the one day i don't have my long sleeve." you grumbled unhappily, taking a drink and wrapping your arms around yourself with a shiver as marc blew his whistle, signalling the break was over.

"take mine." ella offered quickly beginning to take off her own long sleeve as you grabbed her hand, pulling her top back down. "don't be silly you'll freeze." you shook your head as ella gently pulled away from your grip, continuing to take her top off. 

"nah i'm too speedy for the wind to catch me, proper rockets these legs of mine." the girl grinned and you admittedly had to use all your self focus not to zone in on her abs as she stood there in just a sports bra. 

you moved to take off your top to give to her which she declined, ordering you to put hers on over it and racing off back toward your team before you could say another word. tugging it on you were quick to join her, breaking off into separate groups to do some shooting drills.

"haven't even asked her out yet and she's already wearing your clothes? moving a bit fast aren't we tooney." millie teased as the girl shoved her away with a roll of her eyes, though admittedly found herself unable to stop staring at her last name sprawled across your shoulder blades, the sight stirring up a strange feeling in her stomach.

it quickly became obvious to everyone how distracted ella was in that last hour, missing easy sitters and lobbing short balls way over goal, even going so far as to trip over a cone and land flat on her face. 

well obvious to everyone it seemed, but you.

"how's that grass taste?" you teased, jogging over and helping her up, the coaches calling out that you were all done for the night and to utilise your rest day tomorrow before the weekends match. 

"oh you know just checking the quality, don't think it's game day ready yet. needs some water boys!" ella called out over your shoulder to no one in particular goofily gesturing down toward the grass, heart fluttering as you laughed, the two of you making your way into the change rooms.

"ask her." alessia hissed quietly as she elbowed her best friend sat down beside her, taking off her boots. "now?" ella whispered back in shock, eyes wide as saucers. "yes, now!" alessia confirmed firmly, quick to usher away your few remaining team mates with a  hasty invitation to grab dinner. 

"so i see no one wanted to leave." you joked as you returned from the bathroom to the basically empty room, sitting down at your cubby to take off your boots. "date me." ella blurted out suddenly, the silence that followed her words deafening. 

"what?" you asked quietly, eyebrows knitted into a frown as you paused. "sorry, go on a date with me. er, please?" ella rushed out, biting down on her bottom lip nervously, her body frozen to her seat unable to move.

"okay." you shrugged with eyes moving away from her, continuing to tug on your trainers, shoving your boots in your kit bag. "wait, okay?" ella breathed out shakily, hands gripping the bench beneath her so hard she was surprised it hadn't broke. "yeah, okay. when and where?" you asked with a smile, standing to your feet and slinging your kit bag over your shoulder.

"oh! uhh, after the game on saturday, i'll pick you up at...half past six?" ella blinked rapidly, her mind spinning at the fact this was really happening. "sounds good, night el!" you bent down to quickly kiss her cheek, grinning at the blush that spread across it as you strode out of the change rooms, leaving ella sat behind on her own, absolutely dumb founded that had really happened.

~

"you look lovely!" ella complimented sincerely, hurrying to open your door for you as you slid into her car. "not so bad yourself! so, where we going?" you smiled, resting your head on the seat as you looked to the girl in the drivers seat expectantly, ella only having told you to wear whatever you were comfortable in before she made a hasty exit after your match.

"oh, it's a uh...a surprise?" ella tried, having been so nervous in the lead up to tonight she may have accidentally forgotten to actually plan anything. "to me or to you?" you teased, instantly catching onto the nerves radiating off of the girl beside you in waves. 

"hey we've known each other for ages. why you so nervous?" you grabbed at her hand over the console, giving it a gentle squeeze as ella relaxed a little at the sweet gesture. "me? nervous? please! i'm cool, calm and collected." ella grinned with a wink, accidentally putting the car into reverse as she bumped into your neighbors bins which sat out innocently on the curb. 

"so just to clarify; was that the cool, the calm or the collected?" you bit down on your lip to stop the grin spreading across your face at the mortified look which covered ellas. "oh shut up." the girl mumbled in embarrassment, pulling out away from your building as you stared out the window, hiding your amused smile with your hand.

"you alright?" you asked with a concerned frown as she pulled over only a minute later. "yeah yeah just realised we uh, we don't have a destination to drive to." ella blushed, rubbing at the back of her neck. "sorry this is like the worst date ever!" ella groaned, throwing her head back and avoiding having to look at you.

"as someone who has been on some truly horrendous dates i promise its not. the companies not all that bad!" you teased, grabbing her hand again reassuringly, messing around with her slender fingers. 

"it might not be the most romantic of date choices but i was craving McDonalds earlier." you suggested hesitantly, ella quick to agree as she pulled out again, conversation between the two of course football related, chatting about the match you'd won earlier today.

~

"oi steady on! my car my music." ella gasped as you switched the blue tooth to your own phone, grinning at her as you put on your own playlist. "i will say this as nicely as i can, there is only so much elton john i can stand on one date." you teased cheekily, some much more current music flowing from her speakers.

the two of you sat in her car still parked in the McDonalds car park. cold fries sat abandoned in ellas front console, rest of your food long gone as the two of you had sat here together now for hours.

"ugh not this! less and millie play this all the time." ella groaned at the familiar country tune, sliding down her seat and pulling a face of disgust. "who do you think put me onto it?" you laughed before singing along obnoxiously to the chorus, ella grabbing her phone and taking a sneaky video of you.

"nah delete that!" you noticed suddenly, grabbing her phone as ella tried to snatch it back. "no i need it to blackmail ya!" ella teased wrestling around with you to try and grab her phone back, both of you collapsing into your seats, chests heaving to catch your breath back from laughing so hard once she had.

a comfortable silence settled between the two of you, ella finding herself lost in the sea of colour that was your eyes, taking in all the little details that made you you. the slight downwards curve of your nose, the small freckles that adorned the crest of your cheeks, the way the corners of your eyes creased as you smiled.

"kiss me." ella was abruptly snapped back into reality at the words that left your lips. "really?" ella breathed out, eyes widening in shock as you nodded. "i figured since it took you so long to even ask me out, might as well get right to the point." you smiled softly, ella playfully rolling your eyes as both of you leant in even closer.

ellas eyes scanned yours, searching for any sort of sign that this wasn't what you wanted, but with a small but reassuring nod sent her way, she closed the gap between you. "easy tiger!" you pulled away a short while later with a small laugh as ella bit down on your bottom lip, her tongue sliding its way into your mouth as she tugged eagerly at your top.

"i don't round all the bases on the first date." you joked softly, both of your faces flushed with colour as the tips of ella's ears turned red. all it had taken was a few mere minutes and she felt addicted, already craving the feeling of your lips on hers again.

"you know as first dates go this was really nice, even if i ended up choosing what we did!" you teased with a sarcastic roll of your eyes. "your turn next time." you playfully smacked at ellas chest as you both leaned in a little closer. "there's a next time?" the brunette perked up hopefully, you melted a little at her obvious excitement.

"maybe if you're lucky, and you know if i can pencil you into my very busy schedule." you nodded seriously, the smile ghosting your lips giving you away. "yes i'll have my people reach out to your people, set somethin up!" ella played along, faking as if to write something down on a napkin with a firm nod as you shoved her. "you're an idiot."

it was safe to say that from that day onward there were indeed a lot of dates that followed your first, the two of you rapidly falling more head and heels for one another with each one.

[gxldenlush]

Bullies || n.s

pairing: bff!nick x fem!reader

summary: Nick is there for y/n through thick and thin. When he finds out she’s getting bullied at school, he does his best to help her.

warnings: mentions of bullying, name calling, crying, use of y/n, swearing, blood/injuries, random name for bully

a/n: ❗️purely platonic❗️, y/n is in her last year of highschool, nick is still 20 (2 years between them), I wrote this at work so it’s not entirely proofread, also sorry to all the Mayas 😭

pink=y/n

purple=nick

orange=chris (he’s only in the beginning sorry😓)

༻☙✽༺

“Oh my god, look what Emily posted on her snapchat” Chris turns his phone around to show Nick a video. A girl stood in shock, teary-eyed as she reads horrible insults that have been scribbled onto her locker.

“slut”

“whore”

“clout chaser”

“fugly”

The insults go on until the entire locker door is filled with the black sharpie. At the end of the video, the girl turns and runs out of frame, her face just catching the camera as she escapes the laughs.

Nicks heart drops to his feet when he recognises the broken girl. “Chris, that’s y/n.”

“What? No way. If someone was picking on her, she would’ve told us, right?”

Nick doesn’t even spare his brother a reply as he grabs his phone and orders an uber. Five minutes away, great. He pulls his shoes on and gets a hoodie from his bedroom.

“Going to y/n’s! Don’t know when I’ll be back!” He calls to his brothers as he makes his way to the front door.

—

Nick jumps out of the car before the uber even stops fully, thanking the driver on his way out.

He rushes to y/n’s front door, her parents’ cars aren’t in the driveway indicating that she’s home alone. He knocks on the door constantly, calling out her name and calling her phone.

The door opens a crack, when the person on the other side realises that it’s only Nick, y/n opens the door the whole way. Before he can even register the bruise on her cheek, she rushes to him, hugging him tight.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. I saw what happened” He rubs soothing circles on her back. “Let’s go inside”

Y/n nods and turns into the house. It isn’t until Nick has walked into the house and y/n has closed the door and turned to face him, that he sees the black eye and busted lip.

“Holy shit, y/n! Did someone beat you up?”

“No, I threw the first punch… I’m suspended for a month”

“You got in a fight?” She nods “Where’s your first aid kit? That’s gonna get infected”

“I already cleaned it. You didn’t have to come all this way for me, you know. I’m fine…”

Nick sighs and grabs his best friends hand, pulling her to the living room and plopping himself down on the couch, pulling her down to sit next to him.

“Y/n listen, you are my best friend, and I love you. So, if you are sad, or hurt, or even hungry! I will always be there to help you out, got it?”

The girl nods and laughs at his words. “I got it, thank you… How did you see what happened?”

“Some girl on Chris’ snapchat put a video on her story… you know those things aren’t true, right?”

“I know, it just hurts that people think that of me, you know? I used to be friends with her and now she’s just-”

“Horrible? Awful? A total mega bitch?” Nick fills in the gaps

“Yes, yes and yes” She laughs.

“Wait, you used to be friends? Who was it?”

“Remember Maya? I told you about her a while ago, we were practically attached at the hip in middle school?”

“Her? Really? What the fuck is her problem?”

Y/n knows the exact reason why Maya hates her. She doesn’t want to tell Nick, as it might hurt his feelings.

“She- uhm…”

“It’s because you’re friends with me, Chris and Matt, isn’t it?” His words are soft, as though he blames himself.

“She’s just jealous that I’m friends with you and she isn’t. I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry? It’s her fucking problem. Dumb bitch can’t even keep her jealousy to herself? That’s pathetic! I hate bullies.”

Nick notices y/n biting at her lip in worry, re-opening the cut on her lip in the process. A small droplet of blood falls from her lip, Nick winces at the sight. He hates blood.

“You’re bleeding again, you want a tissue?”

Y/n dabs her lip with her finger, looking at the blood that transfers. “Oh shit, yeah. Sorry Nick.”

“It’s no problem, I’ll be right back”

Nick leaves the room and comes back with some toilet paper, he hands it to the girl and she daps at her bleeding lip again. “Thank you”

“I have an idea. I don’t know if you’ll like it though”

“You’re ideas scare me”

“This one’s good, I promise!”

“Then why won’t I like it?” A skeptical tone laces the younger girls voice.

“What if you did the rest of your school year from home? Like we had to during covid. I’m sure the school would let you after what happened today.” Nick sits back down next to his best friend.

“My mom would kill me” She lets out a dry chuckle at the genuine thought.

“Come to my house to do it” He shrugs. “Don’t tell her you’re doing it. Come to my house every school-day and do your schoolwork there. Then we can hang out more too.”

Y/n genuinely thinks about it for a few minutes. “It’s not a bad idea… Do you think they’d let me do it without talking to my parents?”

“You don’t know until you ask” He shrugs.

“Okay. Yeah. I’ll talk to the principle when I get back to school.”

“Awesome! And for now…” Nick smirks as he pulls out his phone. “We stalk Mayas socials, get dirt on her and talk shit. Order some pizza, it’s gonna be a long night.”

“You’re my soulmate” The girl shakes her head, looking at her best friend in awe.

“You wish” He scoffs

“Soulmates can be platonic, weirdo”

“Oh. Then yeah, we’re definitely soulmates”

[black-is-beautiful18]

The Unexpected Ch3- Mother Knows Best

K’uk’ulkan x Black reader

Translations-

Xhosa: sithandwa sam- my love

intombi encinci- little girl

ingelosi- angel

umntwana wam- my child

sithandwa- dear

Yucatec Maya: In Eek’e’- my star

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Mother liked-no, loved, chocolate.

She loved it so much that that sweet tooth of hers seemed to get passed down to me. That’s why we’re sitting here right now enjoying a platter of assorted chocolates and fine Wakandan wine.

Offerings.

Mother insists that I don’t have to bring her an offering each time I come to see her at her little home along the river, but I would feel bad if I didn’t come with something.

“That’s only for my followers. You’re my daughter.” She’d insist only for me to wave her off.

It’s been awhile since my last visit but she doesn’t seem to mind. She knows how things have been. In fact, she knows a little too much.

“Tell me what troubles your heart, sithandwa sam.”

Her deep brown skin glows in the rays of sunlight that shine through the window giving her an ethereal look as she lifts her glass to her lips. I wonder if that same glow is what K’uk’ulkan sees when he looks at me? The very thought causes my face to grow warm and I look away from her.

My silence draws a raised eyebrow from her.

“Is this about a certain king with feathers on his feet?”

Popping a piece of chocolate in her mouth, my mother leans forward a mischievous look on her face.

”Let me guess,” She looks me over.” He has given you a serious proposition, and he came to visit you last night.” Resting her chin in her hand she giggles.” He’s even given you a nice little present.”

My hand goes to the choker around my neck. It really is a lovely piece of jewelry and I couldn’t bring myself to let it just sit in my jewelry box. Pursing my lips I try my best to school my expression as not to give anything away.

“It isn’t nice to spy.”

With a roll of her eyes and a suck of her teeth, my mother pushes the platter to the side.

“I wasn’t spying. It has been weeks since I’ve seen you, so forgive me if I grew worried and wanted to check up on you. And I doubt I need to remind you of the attack. Or would you rather I sneak into your room like he did? Though I don’t think you’d enjoy it as much as you did with him.”

My jaw drops.

“Mother!”

Throwing her head back, she laughs. A sound that sends a wave of warmth and embarrassment through me. I cross my arms pouting as I silently curse that mirror of hers.

Waving me off, her golden bracelets jingle and she chuckles.” You were never good at hiding your facial expressions intombi encinci. The way you both were looking at each other was completely scandalous.” She fans herself with her hand and I groan, making her laugh even more.” Oh! And that moment near the river bank? Kissing your hand and your wrist? What a gentleman.”

I put my head on the table and she reaches over massaging my scalp as she coos softly.

“…I like him mama, but how could I possibly accept his proposal after all he’s done? It feels like a betrayal.” Tears of frustration prickle at my eyes and I quickly blink them away. Before I can blink again, I’m in my mothers arms. She lays my head on her chest and I clothes my eyes breathing her in. She smells of the sea just like him.

“I know ingelosi. I was upset as well.”

I snort. Don’t I know it. Cleaning up after the flood was definitely interesting. Mother and the other water spirits inhabiting the rivers were livid. Not only had the Talokanil entered the rivers without permission but there were many that died that day due to either drowning or at the hands of the Talokanil themselves…Then there was Queen Mother. She and mama had formed a friendship of sorts once it was revealed exactly who, and what, my birth mother was. That was a personal slight on several different levels.

Her arms tighten around me and she sighs.” Do you want to know what I saw in the mirror all those years ago?” Her voice takes on a much softer tone and I look up at her, my brow furrowing. She means the reason why she purposely gave me to the royal family. I hadn’t figured out that it was for a reason until recently. She gives me a gentle smile and kisses my forehead.

“I saw you. And him. How happy he will make you and how he’ll absolutely adore you. His people as well.” My mother chuckles.” He’ll be obsessed. Whether for better or worse, I’m not sure, but I’m certain he’ll make an excellent husband. Wakanda and Talokan will flourish thanks to your union. It will never be forgotten.” A giggle.” And you’ll have many beautiful children.”

Her words cause my heart to swell and my cheeks to heat up again.

“You saw all of that?” I whisper in awe.

“Just like I saw how essential it would be for you to be with the royal family. I knew you’d be special umntwana wam. I just had no idea how it would all unfold.” She moves a braid out of my face.” And don’t worry about Shuri. Your sister will be ok. You both will be well taken care of.”

Strange isn’t it? How mother’s have that thing about them that makes everything alright and eases all your fears?

“But what do I say to him? How do we even go about courting? There are so many things to consider.” I mutter sitting up.

Mama nudges me.” Hush. Worry about that when the time comes, and yes. He has my permission to court you.” She reaches for her glass, downing the rest of the wine.

I smile at her feeling lighter than I have since K’uk’ulkan asked to court me.

That doesn’t last long.

“So what are you wearing tonight?”

I tense and look at her.” Huh?” She takes one look at me and busts out laughing. I must look so lost right now.

“The dinner? The one you’ve been so stressed about.”

My heart sinks and I scramble to pull up the time on my kimoyo beads.

4:30

Bast!

Shaking her head, Mama gets up, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the door.

“W-where are you going?” My mind is running a mile a minute. I have to shower, do my hair, pick out an outfit…

“I’m going with you. We need to pick out something nice for your fiancé. Preferably something that says ‘Take me. I’m yours.’”

“Mother!”

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Wearing his best robes, Namor was flanked by Namora and Attuma as well as a few from his own council. It looks like they come bearing gifts. As soon as they’d stepped out of the river his eyes were searching for her.

His eek’e’.

Things have been moving smoothly between Talokan and Wakanda, so to commemorate the start of a new friendship this dinner was set up. M’Baku thought it would be best to show that despite how things had started, Wakanda was willing to move forward and be allies. It would also be nice to set things off with a sort of festive mood. The Golden City was in full swing it seemed. The elders had come dressed in their finest as well and so did those that hoped to catch a glimpse of the god-king and his entourage.

Things had been going very well. Words and greetings had been exchanged between both groups, but Y/N had yet to show up. Shuri was there and she seemed to be annoyed about something. Despite her annoyance though she was civil. She was mainly wondering where Y/N was. In fact, she was just about to leave to find her sister when there was movement in the river. Shuri pays it no mind when nothing happens but quickly does a double take.

Rising out of the river is Y/N’s mother, Tameka. She’s dawning the colors of the river tribe and decked out in jewels that shine and chime like bells. Her hair is up in an elegant bun with pearls pinned throughout it. Water clings to the skin that is showing like dew drops, but her clothes aren’t wet. If Shuri wasn’t sure of beings like gods existing, Tameka was the proof that something was out there. Shuri is no stranger to Tameka since she is her sister’s birth mother but she certainly wasn’t expecting to see her here. Excusing herself, Shuri goes to greet her quickly being pulled into a hug that makes her smile.

“Auntie! I didn’t know you were coming.”

“Well I heard there were certain developments and had to see them for myself. How are you, sithandwa?” She takes Shuri’s hands in hers, rubbing the Black Panther’s knuckles gently with her thumbs.

Shuri shrugs.” All things considered, I’m fine. Though I’m curious as to where Y/N is. It’s unusual for her to be late, and a certain someone is getting antsy.” With a roll of her eyes she glances over to where Namor is standing speaking with Namora who seems to be rather unimpressed with her cousin at the moment. Whatever he’s saying to her must either be boring or stupid.

Tameka laughs and nods somewhere over Shuri’s shoulder.” Well his wait is over.”

Wearing a blue off the shoulder gown with a cape, Y/N shines in the light like the sea sparkling in the sun. Her full figure is in view and she wears the same choker Shuri saw last night along with gold bracelets that match her mothers and a few rings here and there on her fingers. Her hair is down and adorned with gold and sea shells.

“Someone’s dressed to impress.”

Shuri would frown but she can’t stop the smile that forms on her lips at the sight of her sister, especially when she’s glowing like this.

Spotting them, Y/N makes her way over to her mother and Shuri with a shy smile.

“Hopefully I’m not too late.”

Shuri scoffs.” Oh please. When you look like that it’s understandable.”

“You can’t rush perfection.” Tameka purrs giggling as Y/N waves her off.” Mama please. You picked it out.”

“Exactly. There’s nothing wrong with showing off.” Tameka spins proudly showing off her own dress.

Shuri laughs as Y/N rolls her eyes. Her mother insisted she wear something to garner K’uk’ulkan’s attention even though she’s sure he’d be looking at her regardless. He seems quite content with doing so whenever he can. Like now. Y/N can feel his intense stare even from here. It sends a chill down her spine. She’s sure he’ll make his way over soon. He’ll want her to himself.

Shuri moves closer to her sister, grabbing her hand.

“I still can’t believe you’re entertaining this. I don’t see why we can’t just continue drafting treaties and making sure that both groups have what they need and want.”

Y/N squeezes her hand gently.” I don’t mind it too much. A mortal bride, let alone someone without powers, is…well it would be cruel. I’m built for the water, and he is quite handsome.”

Shuri pretends to gag as Tameka laughs.

“Well then I’m sure he won’t have any trouble pleasing you.”

Y/N’s jaw drops and Shuri sputters before laughing only to quickly cover her mouth when Y/N sends her a glare.

“Mother, can you please not be so blunt? One day someone is going to hear you and I will die of embarrassment.” She all but whines making Shuri giggle as Tameka simply smirks. There’s a mischievous gleam in her eye that makes her daughter suspicious but she quickly gets her answer when she feels a presence behind her.

“Well I hope that isn’t any time soon. I would hate to lose you in diosa.”

Looking over her shoulder, Y/N gasps softly as she sees the king of Talokan. He’s covered in vibranium just like the first time she saw him. To most his headdress would be intimidating, but to Y/N it makes her heart skip a beat. How fitting. The headdress resembles a feathered serpent and her people, who are referred to as mami wata by many, are often depicted with serpents. Some even have the tail of serpents. Her mother’s own companion, a black mamba named Nana, was currently at home.

“K’uk’ulkan…I-I’m not going anywhere any time soon.” Y/N cheeks grow hot as he chuckles. Motioning to her mother, she smiles softly.” My mother simply likes to tease me.”

Looking at Tameka, the god-king smiles chuckling as she holds her hand out. He promptly takes it and kisses it.

“I see where you get your beauty from, in eek’e’. A star birthed from the moon.”

Tameka smirks.” It’s nice to finally meet the one who has caused all this commotion. I see why my daughter has taken a liking to you. Though next time you decide to pay a visit, make sure that you have permission to enter our waters. You caused quite a panic, and I would hate to have to knock some sense into you.” Though her tone is playful, no one misses the warning in her words.

Y/N and Shuri glance at each other before looking between the two of them. Tameka is no stranger to politics. She’s well aware of how to greet other dignitaries and royals due to traveling with Queen Ramonda from time to time, but she’s also an entity. A goddess in her own right no matter what anyone says, so she has authority where even a ruler doesn’t. Everyone is very lucky she and the other spirits that inhabit the waters didn’t show exactly what they could do the day of the attack. It’s why Y/N has chosen not to address the rumors surrounding her birth until now. Such beings demand respect, reverence, and even fear. That’s not her.

The king of Talokan pauses. Y/N notices his jaw clench and is about to say something but Shuri beats her to the punch.

“Auntie? In recent meetings, it has been decided that Namor and the Talokanil are free to come and go as they please. It is much easier to deliver messages that way and no one has to worry about any accidents happening.”

Raising an eyebrow, Tameka hums.” If that is the case…Shuri let us give the two lovebirds some time to themselves.”

Grabbing Shuri’s hand, who gives Namor a nod clearly trying to stay serious, the woman saunters off in the direction of one of the many tables filled with food.

Y/N huffs and shakes her head.” I’m sorry about her. She’s…well she’s that. One minute the life of the party and the next as cold and calculating as a serpent.” She looks up at her new companion.” No offense.”

Humming to himself, the god-king shows no other signs that her mother’s words have annoyed him.

“It is alright. I suppose such words and thinly veiled threats are bound to be exchanged.”

Before she can stop herself, Y/N snorts.

“You don’t know my mother. That wasn’t a threat.”

Looking down at her with dark eyes, he tilts his head to the side.” I’m sure she’s harmless.” And as enchanting as he is, Y/N can’t help but smirk.

“You have no idea.”

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A/N: Heyyyyyy ❤️

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[banapsha]

"The Red Sheep" —(A short story)

Part 1: The Broken Doll

Maya had always been alone.

After the accident that stole her parents, she wandered through the foster system like a ghost, passed from house to house, leaving barely a trace. She was quiet, withdrawn—a broken doll collecting dust on a shelf no one bothered to clean.

She never asked for help. She never expected it. By 15, she had learned to survive alone. Alone was safe. Alone meant she didn’t have to open her heart to anyone who would just leave her behind.

Until she met Saul.

A gruff ex-military mechanic with a permanent scowl etched on his face, Saul was the last person Maya expected to want her around. When she was placed in his care, she braced herself for more silence, more distance. But Saul was different. He didn’t try to force conversations or invade her space. He didn’t expect her to be anything other than what she was—a quiet, tired kid. Instead, he just existed, fixing cars, making coffee, and leaving an extra plate of food on the counter for her, without a word.

Slowly, she found herself watching him. The way he moved with a purpose, his hands steady despite the years of wear, his voice low but steady, calm. He didn’t demand anything from her, but in his presence, the world didn’t feel quite so heavy.

Part 2: The Broken Man

Saul didn’t need anyone. At least, that’s what he told himself.

After losing his own daughter in a car crash that should’ve taken him too, he’d shut himself off from the world. His garage became his sanctuary—a place where metal and oil replaced the heartache and loss he couldn’t fix.

But Maya—this quiet, shadow of a girl—she was different. He saw the same hurt in her eyes, the same weight of loss, the kind that never fully goes away. He didn’t have the words to comfort her, but he knew how to show up. He knew how to be present.

As the days passed, he found himself making two sandwiches instead of one. Setting out a second mug of coffee. Leaving the garage door open a little later, just in case she wanted to come in and sit with him, even if in silence.

And then one evening, she did.

“Can you teach me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up from the engine he was working on, surprised to see her standing there, holding a wrench awkwardly in her small hands.

Saul didn’t ask why. He didn’t need to. Instead, he nodded, and for the first time in years, he let someone into his world again.

Part 3: The Red Sheep

Months passed, and the garage became their shared space. They worked in unspoken rhythm—fixing engines and mending the invisible fractures inside themselves. Maya grew stronger, more confident. She smiled sometimes, even laughed on rare occasions. And though Saul was still quiet, something shifted between them—something that felt like family, something whole.

One evening, after a particularly long day, Maya sat on the hood of a car they’d just finished working on. The sun was setting, casting the garage in a soft red glow.

“Why do you help me?” she asked suddenly, looking over at Saul.

He paused, wiping his hands on a rag, and met her gaze.

“Because someone once helped me,” he said simply.

Maya blinked, confused. “Who?”

“My daughter,” he said quietly, his voice breaking for the first time since she’d known him. “She... She always saw people like us. The ones who were alone.”

Maya’s throat tightened, but she didn’t look away. Instead, she slid off the hood and stepped closer to Saul. For a long moment, they just stood there, side by side, bathed in the red light of the setting sun.

“You’re not alone, you know,” she whispered.

Neither of them had ever said it before, but in that moment, they didn’t have to. The bond between them was no longer just two broken souls trying to survive. It was something deeper. They were family now, not by blood, but by choice.

The red sheep, the ones cast out and forgotten, had found each other.

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 “Welcome Home”

• Chapter 9 of “My First.”

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• Chapter 8 link: "From Closures to New Beginnings."

Contains: Family fluff, worries, feelings, family time.

After the what seemed like a long car drive, you finally arrive to Atsumu’s place. He knew you felt a bit uncomfortable and offered you to stay in the guest room. He asked if it was okay if he can sleep with Benji for the night which you agreed on. You asked to shower and he let you borrow one of his t-shirts to sleep. He got Benji ready for bed, and changed him into his Pjs that you had for him in your bag.

  The next morning, you woke up to Atsumu on the phone. "So you're telling me that I have to do a press conference?!" Said the man in a frustrated tone. Minutes later, he knocks on your door and asks to speak with you. "I spoke to my representative and he told me that Akira already broke the news about calling the engagement off. She's going off saying I cheated on her. And she already mentioned the press about you and Benjiro."

  Atsumu rests his head on the bed stressed out. He continues with, "now I have to go out and explain the situation. But I don't know if I want too." You grab his hand and try to encourage him. "Obviously you don't have to say everything but I do suggest you to go out there. You don't want to seem like a cheater either." You both smiled at one another. Benji gets up from bed and comes to you and Sumu. "Mama, Papa, I hungry." He says as he rubs his tummy. "Let's make pancakes?" Suggests Atsumu.

You guys all entered the dark kitchen and fix up some pancakes. Atsumu couldn't get enough of how adorable Benji is. He also couldn’t get enough of you in his oversized t-shirt. “If I can wake up every morning to this, it'll be amazing." Atsumu quietly says and you simply smiled.

"Hey so I want to know if you aren't busy today?" You asked as you guys were cleaning up. "No, I have practice today at 4 though." You nod your head and as he asks why. "I have to visit the school board today at 12, to see where I will be placed. And then I have a couple of apartment complexes to view." Atsumu eyes shot up bright. "You want me to go with you?" He asks just like an excited little Benji. You giggled and told him no. "I will like for you to watch Benji. Maybe spend more time with him." He liked your suggestion and agreed.

"If I don't come back by 3 to pick him up, please drop him off at my mom's. I'll let her know since I'm going over to change anyways." He agrees and takes both you and Benji back to your parents. He waited for you to freshen Benji up and get his stuff ready. You handed Sumu the bags of supplies and told him everything he needed to know. "Please if you need anything or have any questions call me Atsumu." He laughed hard at you. "Y/n, I'm not some type of babysitter, I'm his dad. Don't worry, everything will be okay." He tried to help your worries go away. "Oh, do not forget to give him his pain medicine for his arm okay."

You gave Benji plenty of hugs and kisses up until he became annoyed. "Y/n it's okay. He will be in good hands." You look at Atsumu with a worried expression. "It's just. I never leave him alone. I only did but with my sister. This is hard." He gave you a hug and laughed at you. "Look at you being all mama bear. At least I know he has always been in good hands." You smile and wave your good byes.

Okay l/n sama, you will be placed in Inarizaki and work as a counselor there." You were so excited, you right away called Maya to tell her the news. "We need to celebrate!" Says Maya. You girls hang up and you meet up with the realtor. He took you to three different apartments. The first one was nice but it was a bit far from work. You needed something close to work, your parents home, and to a day care. You noticed the realtor on a phone call.

   "I actually have another place to show you," you go to a very similar apartment complex building. You guys went to the fourth floor. "What do you think of this?" You did like it but you weren't sure. "It has the city view, it's close to your parents home and work. The day care is about a 10 min drive however." You looked around at the rooms. "It does have great space for my baby and I but it may be too much just for the both of us."

The realtor kept trying to convince you. "Well this place does have a play house where you can take your son. There's a spa, a pool, a gym, and they even have food courts!" You then asked for the pricing. That was when your realtor told you that someone was offering this to you. You heard a knock on the door and saw Atsumu and Benji walk in. "So, what do you think?" Says Atsumu with an amused tone. "I had a feeling you were behind this." You say as you lay a hand on your forehead.

"I'll allow you two to talk." And the realtor steps out. "It's nice but it may be expensive." He smiled at you. "I'll take care of the payments." You obviously refused. "Well, it's mine." And you sat there in confusion. " I bought it yesterday, so I owe mine and this one. Mine is on the 6th floor which is the top flooring here." You simply smiled.

"Look, I wanted you to live with me. But with all this commotion I'm having, I knew it was not a good idea. Plus, I already know you will reject my offer. But please, I want you and Benji to stay close to me." You took his offer and spoke to the realtor. "Sell all of your things in America, you will start fresh here." You thanked him by giving him a hug. Your arms were around his waist while your head rested by his chest. "Welcome home!!"

After thought:

Y/n finally settles in. So far everything is going well for her and Atsumu. They both have been focusing all of their attention on Benji. But what about them two? How far will their relationship go?

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so I was late for valentine's day so might as well make up for the lost time by posting this tribute to the odd pastel goth couple

cupid's arrow has never hurt so good || kanato x maya

TW: mentions of sex (as always) and swearing and violence

-valentine's day is highly anticipated widely in Japan, especially by boys who crave chocolates from girls whom they've been crushing on (well unless they're just jerks who has a habit of collecting every chocolate so they could score some points or whatever it was)

-maya knew abt this all too well since she was practically raised in Japan despite spending her days in the brothel and adjusting to the nightly hours of gilbert feinze (and soon after the sakamaki family)

-in fact, she's been seeing stalls sell heart-shaped boxes and treats of sweets with good luck charms that would befall any lucky couple (which ain't true tbh bcos marketing)

-however, poor vampire doll doesn't celebrate valentine's day bcos of the said legend abt saint valentine and his execution so yeah she ain't doing any handwritten letters or homemade chocolates to express her love

-the only thing that made her celebrate this time around is bcos of her purple gremlin husband who has an undying and never-ending sweet tooth and galore of tantrums aka kanato sakamaki

-and tbh maya secretly finds it harder to celebrate said event bcos even though kanato would easily be pleased by a simple bar of chocolate or anything heart-shaped dessert, she thinks he already has enough of those

-she even bets kanato already got his hands on the most expensive chocolate worldwide so yeah no simple handmade chocolate will do

-and so she had this one crazy idea... like as in crazy batsht it makes her blush and hide her face in her hands

-when valentine's day came, kanato was already expecting something akin to a heart-shaped chocolate inside his school locker; but nah, all he got is a folded letter that says "the valentine surprise is in the house" which got him a bit confused, excited, and sour at the fact that his wife has the audacity to tell him to go back home to get his valentine treat instead of directly giving it to him

-so he marched his way towards the baking club room, demanded they bring out his wife or he'll burn the whole school to the ground, when the baking club president that maya didn't have any scheduled activities for the day

-so kanato went home, sulking during their limo as he snarls every time they all try to talk to him bcos "can't you see I am not in the mood to tolerate any of you right now?"

-kanato immediately teleported to his bedroom, walking towards their shared bed when he found a large piece of chocolate on a saucer plate along with a letter that says, "in the bathroom"

-his patience was running thin; can't she see how much she's making him do all this work while she waited for him? she should've just handed her chocolate to him like a normal high school girl she is (or maybe it's what he also read based on the mangas she's been hiding in her secret box)

-so he teleported to the bathroom, readying his long-ass speech and death threat with a mix of punishment, when he saw maya sitting in a tub filled with pink and dark chocolate; a frown on her face with her cheeks reddening as she tried to dip her body lower to cover her womanly parts

-now that made kanato a bit speechless... until he remembered why he was so mad at her

-"what are you doing? and where is my chocolate? you're supposed to give me one today, Maya-san."

-"... I... I am y-your chocolate."

-"how..." a smirk plays around his lips, "interesting"

-and the next thing, kanato got undressed, cleaned himself, then dipped in the chocolate carefully so he wouldn't spill all the precious chocolate on the floor (reiji will most likely punish them later but meh as if he cared)

-maya only scooted away, only for kanato to grab hold of her wrist and pull her close, accidentally spilling some of the chocolate in the process

-"why are you running away? don't tell me you think you could get away from what you've done."

-"I-I didn't think about that for a second. I was just making room for you, that's all"

-"good. because I'm going to punish you. but first," he pushed her hair away from her neck, his face leaning close to her exposed flesh as he bit harshly and sucked her blood, "I'm going to eat my treat."

-"itadakimasu."

bonus: yes maya cleaned up bcos she doesn't want to deal with reiji

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theo reyes

AGE: 27 DATE OF BIRTH: june 5, gemini PLACE OF BIRTH: mercer hollow GENDER: cis man OCCUPATION: vet tech RELATION TO HOPE: boyfriend PERSONALITY: prone to chasing passions, quick, often says much without saying anything. prioritizes self, shifts blame

bio

the reyes family is old money, lines of doctors, lawyers, and business owners with close ties to the mercer family. they're stern people with strict rules. theo is perfectly happy to put on the face and play along for about two hours then he gets bored and wants to go somewhere else, do his own thing, follow flights of fancy and not be bored.

rather than going to school for a higher degree, he did a bachelor in vet tech because he wanted to 'hang out with cool dogs'. he wanted to go out with his friends and be the center of attention and hit on girls and never text them back because they probably only really liked him for his face and the money anyway, they didn't actually know him. he wanted to be young and dumb and fun.

hope was supposed to be different. she was going to be a doctor. he was going to tie the reyes family to the mercers and create an old money political and business alliance through marriage while securing himself a position as a house husband. he just had this problem where he liked hope, but he didn't love her.

his father has already texted him that this is the perfect opportunity to clean up his reputation, apply to medical school, say hope inspired him. as though hope wasn't bitching about class all the time. sure he was prone to big dramatic outbursts, but he never got violent. he has no idea why the cops would insist that. a few bad soccer games in high school hardly count, that's different. he's a good guy. really.

wanted connections

the other woman - theo was not being faithful to hope when she died, and he cannot let that get out now. cops always look at the unfaithful boyfriend, but that doesn't mean he can cut off cold turkey. (1/1) (MAYA CAMPBELL-LEE) the best bro - theo can keep a secret, except from his best friend. including just what happened with hope. (0/1) the new flirtation - theo can't let it be known he was cheating on hope... but now that she's gone, it's not like he's expected to be a celibate grieving widow. (1/1) (MAEVE WALSH) the suspect - theo can't just say it wasn't him, the next question is always: then who was it? and this is an easy name or a convincing one. (0/2) the one who suspects - theo wasn't quiet in his fight with hope at the party, someone must think he did it, and it might be worth getting close to him to find out. (1/1) (TOPHER SILVERMAN) the childhood friend - theo used to be a shy kid in school, afraid to be seen, now he's dating the hottest girl in town, who is a corpse now, and in the public eye confidently, can they still be friends? (1/2) (NAX BISHOP) the sibling - WANTED CONNECTION (1/1) (PALOMA REYES)

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The Guild of Beasts (2)

• The story centers on the brothers Kai and Nya Smith, who were orphaned after their parents died in a car accident when they were only 8 and 3 years old. And having no other relatives, the two brothers had to fend for themselves, although they received help from their neighbors in the neighborhood where they lived. Thanks to their parents' insurance they were able to support themselves for a while, but Kai knew that the money would not last long, so he looked for different types of work to support Nya.

• The neighbors in the neighborhood let Kai do all kinds of housework and they paid him quite well, thanks to this Kai became very good at keeping his house clean and stable, also, some neighbors taught Kai how to do Nya's hair better so that she would continue to be a pleasant girl in front of others. But Kai also managed to get a job in the blacksmith shop where his parents worked, the manager was a very good friend of his father Ray and his mother Maya, but the boss knew that he couldn't put Kai to work in heavy jobs so he only let Kai do easy jobs and that weren't too heavy for the boy, and when Kai finished his tasks he always paid him well.

• Kai had to grow up very quickly to be able to take better care of Nya, he decided to put his childhood aside so that Nya would not grow up with the sad absence of his parents, thanks to his neighbors he was able to send her to the school where he used to study, and other neighbors helped him not to forget some of his studies, several of them were kind by donating to Kai notebooks and old books that they no longer needed so that Kai could improve his learning. Kai learned to improve in basic calculations, in writing and reading, he even improved in some crafts to entertain Nya, his favorite crafts are origami and drawing, Nya loves that her brother made all kinds of paper toys for her.

• Even though things have not been easy for the two brothers, they still stuck together and that was all they needed. Kai managed to get better at various household tasks and over time the head of the workshop gave Kai other types of jobs so that she could earn more money. He helped Nya with several of her tasks at her school and Kai no longer needed the neighbors to prepare food for them since Kai managed to become quite a good cook. The workshop workers considered Kai a good apprentice, they taught him how to handle all kinds of tools and metals, also some men taught him how to better maintain his house.

• For Nya, Kai was not only her older brother, Kai had become a second father to her, Kai was the one who took her to and from school, went to her school festivals, helped her with her homework and projects, bought her clothes, made her favorite foods, took her to parks, read her stories, comforted her when she had a bad day, tucked her in at night, took care of her when she was sick and stayed with her when she had a nightmare or when there were strong storms during the nights tor mentosas.

• Nya wished she could help her brother better, so she dedicated herself to improving in school, Nya was excited to study engineering, she liked to create all kinds of robotics-related inventions, at home she found a good way to create a long-lasting energy source, so Kai wouldn't worry too much about paying the electricity bills, she even managed to get free internet, Nya was already a genius from a very young age, she decorated her room with all kinds of inventions made by herself, she became the winner of various science fairs s of their schools. She became a model student, and when she had time she would help Kai around the house so they could spend the rest of the day off together afterwards.

• Nya's dream is to open her own auto shop, so she and Kai could work together. She also wished that she could give Kai a good rest, Nya knew that her brother worked hard every day, he even works late sometimes in the blacksmith shop, and that's why Nya wanted to start her own business so that she could better help her brother and give him a better life without worries, she also wanted to help her neighborhood in some way.

• Both brothers respected each other's lives, Kai let Nya go out with her school friends and Nya let her brother enjoy other things. Kai sometimes brags about her brother to her coworkers, saying that she is a smart and strong girl. On his days off Kai studied at home and Nya sometimes helped him with that. Nya also speaks well of Kai with her friends, she was never ashamed of the life she had together with her brother. Kai managed to get a new position in the blacksmith shop, now he helped the other workers with some heavy jobs and was very well paid for his effort, and if he got hurt Nya always took care of his injuries and his boss allowed him to miss work until he fully recovered, Kai knew his boss was a good man, and that's why he always respected him. Kai was even invited by the other workers so they could hang out together.

• But everything changed when the cracks appeared, by then Kai was 21 years old and Nya was 16 years old. At first it was obvious that they were worried, in fact, the army and the police banned the areas where the cracks were, Kai even asked Nya to come home earlier for fear that the cracks would do something, life in the country of Ninjago was totally interrupted by the arrival of the cracks. Things got worse when the cracks grew and the creatures appeared, the combination of the magical and human world completely changed the lives of the two brothers. After the Blessings began to appear on the people called Awakened, Nya was the only one of the two brothers who managed to get an S-class Blessing with powers related to water and fire.

• Nya became an S-class Awakened after a dark snake-shaped creature attacked her school, she unthinkingly used her powers to stop the creature from destroying her school and hurting anyone near her. Kai and other workers fled the workshop when some creatures began to attack the site, several of the workers awakened their Blessings to deal with the creatures, Kai ran to Nya's school to take her to a safe place, but as soon as he arrived at the place, he saw how his younger sister destroyed a huge monstrous creature. He managed to get her out of there and take her to her house.

• After a few days of the events, the whole world realized the changes that took place in the world, the new alliances that were formed with the Legendary Beasts and the new regimes and measures against the creatures were also announced. Kai kept Nya hidden for as long as she could since she was afraid that something bad would happen to her, even though Nya had powers, Kai still didn't stop worrying about her younger sister. But then there was a search in her neighborhood and they took everyone who was Awakened since it was a mandatory world order that all people who possessed a Blessing had to be taken to a training camp in every country in the world. Kai tried to stop the soldiers, but to no avail as they managed to take his sister, they promised Kai that Nya would be fine, and Nya assured him that she would be back soon, all Kai did since then was pray that his sister would be safe and return home with him safely.

• It only took a few months for Nya to complete her training as an S-class Hunter, they gave her permission to send letters to Kai to get him to know that she was alright at least. Nya became one of the best S-class Hunters of her generation, her skills managed to master many Dungeons, she obviously kept the treasures and also shared the rewards with her companions. She was admitted to the most famous Guild in her country, called the Beasts Guild, a guild led by two human-like Legendary Beasts, named Wu the Heavenly Golden Dragon and Garmadon an Oni Lord.

• Both leaders saw Nya's ability and decided to accept her into their Guild along with other S-class Hunters. Thanks to Nya and her group of Hunters, they managed to become recognized Hunters in their country, people saw her as a hero and Kai managed to find out about Nya's achievements from the news, he was really proud, but he was still worried about what was happening with Nya. Nya returned home with Kai with the news that she was accepted into the Guild of Beasts, Kai was initially worried since it was too powerful a Guild, but Nya promised him that with his achievements he would earn more money so that he could give Kai a decent life, Kai let Nya decide what seemed right to her and that was how the two brothers parted ways, for now.

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Find the Word

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My words are loose, lie, and lick, because I didn't find loop.

Loose - Travelers

Now, this part goes long before this one here.

The store had four aisles, three displays, two walls covered with shelves up to the ceiling, and the back one occupied by four beverage refrigerators. The first time Syphonee attempted to clean the shelves, a customer bumped into the ladder she was standing on and fell, taking two of the trays of products with her; the client didn’t file complaints for having to catch her, and none of those involved had to pay for the damages. The second time, one of the shelves came loose and hit the girl on the head before Mr. Davis had a chance to catch it. On the third, Syphonee hit her back on the ground, though fortunately, the height was from the second ladder step. Mr. Davis no longer thought it was a coincidence and decided to ban her from helping him with the shelves.

Nowhere to be found at the moment. I still need to write something about this story.

Lied - Travelers

A bit later than the one above ↑.

“Syphonee?” She sighed at Mr. Davis's concerned tone, inhaling for courage and opening her eyes. Her vision was still normal, which was good. Her hand didn't seem to have been hit violently yet. “I'm good.” The basket was taken from her hand and she took the opportunity to push the door a little farther, the thought that it might close again flooding her suddenly. “Your hand?” She had a suspicion she wasn't going to like that part. She held her right hand by the wrist, lifting her arm carefully, taking a step back to face Mr. Davis. The basket was in the customer's possession, despite knowing from the location of both men that it was Mr. Davis who took it from her, and the client reached behind her to carefully close the refrigerator. “It's not broken,” she informed him, making an effort not to startle at the sound of the door behind her, because she suspected that if that was the case the pain would be unbearable and at the moment she was bearing it very well. “That's a relief. May l?” “I'd rather you don't,” she confessed, though she did nothing to stop him. Mr. Davis gently took her hand and moved her wrist. Blackness invaded her vision for a second twice, not the only reason she concluded her wrist was fine. When he tried to get her to move her fingers, momentum led her to retrieve her hand. Her right eyebrow trembled and she felt the tug at the corner of her eye. “I don't want to,” she whispered. “Okay,” he conceded, holding up his hands. “I think I have some bandages and ointment in the first aid kit. How do you feel the pain?” Intense. “I hardly feel it,” she lied, used to bear it.

Licks - Ethienne [Maya AU]

This part goes a lot after this one here.

“Let’s eat,” she stretches a hand out to recover the fast-food bag from the kitchen counter and makes me spin with the other to go to the sofa. I come first because she takes a second to also grabs my wine glass, going around the sofa to sit next to me. She leaves the two things on the low table, emptying the bag of three hamburgers and two fries' services. She even unwraps one of the hamburgers for me, taking care I don't sink my fingers between the slices of bread when she leaves it in my hands. She licks some ketchup from her finger side, pushing one fries service to me. “You eating a lousy salad, that’s sick,” she takes a fry, pointing at my hamburger. “Eat,” so she eats it.

You can find the first chapter of Maya on Wattpad and Inkspired (warning, it still needs an edition, was one of my first translations to English). I still need to write an intro for this story here.

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Free Man Part 1- Will Graham x OC

Will Graham x Maya Moreno

Description: Will is finally found innocent and is released from Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally insane straight into his wife’s arms.

Word Count: 2k

Maya pulled into the guest parking lot of the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, barely being able to contain her excitement. Her husband, Will, was finally being released after being falsely accused as the Chesapeake Ripper. She got the call from Jack a week ago, stating that Will was proven innocent of the murders, but they’d need a week to get all the paperwork in order. She agreed to be there at exactly 10:00 a.m. on Wednesday to pick him up and take him home.

The entire week leading up to his release, she was a jittery mess. She wasn’t jittery out of nervousness, quite the opposite actually. She knew that he was innocent and told everyone as such, now she was excited that everyone else could see it. To combat her excited state, she spent the entire week deep cleaning the house and getting the dogs groomed so they could all look their best. Heck, even she had gotten a haircut and some highlights so she could look good for him (despite knowing that he wouldn’t care how she looked).

As she sat in her parking spot, she couldn’t help but feel nervous. This would be the first time she’d see him again since he was found guilty. It wasn’t her doing though, she wanted to visit him more than anything in the world. But Will didn’t want her to. He knew what it would be like in that hospital, and he didn’t want his wife, the happiest and brightest person he’s ever known and loved, exposed to something so dark. The absolute last thing he wanted was for her happy personality to be sullied because of him. So, although it hurt him, he absolutely refused to let her visit him and even went as far to put her on the no-visit list just in case. He didn’t need it though as Maya chose to respect his wishes and settle for just sending him letters.

When 10:00 a.m. finally rolled around, Maya practically jumped out of her car. She grabbed the bag of civilian clothes for her husband then began walking to the front door when she heard her name being called from behind her. Turning around, she was met with Jack jogging towards her. A bright smile graced her face and she stopped, waiting for him to catch up to her. Once he did, he pulled her into a hug.

“How are you feeling?” Jack asked, barely containing a grin as they pulled away. Maya didn’t even attempt to hide her excitement.

“I’m happy. I can’t wait to see him again,” she responded enthusiastically. The man in front of her chuckled as he began heading towards the door, the girl following.

“I’m sure he feels the same. Every time I visited him, he asked about you. I’m pretty sure you’re the only thing that kept him going during his sentence.” Maya couldn’t help but blush at his words and her smile widened enough for her cheeks to hurt.

“That makes me feel better. I couldn’t be there for him physically, at least I could have been there mentally,” she said as Jack opened the door for her. She walked inside with him following her.

“That wasn’t your fault though,” he pointed out, which made her smile kindly.

“I know, but still.” They went through a bag check then walked side by side to the front office, where a man was standing, seemingly waiting for them.

“Fred,” Jack greeted with a jovial smile. “Good to see you again.” The man grinned widely and shook the agent’s hand when offered.

“You as well, especially under such happy circumstances,” he responded as their hands dropped. Jack nodded then gestured to the woman beside him.

“This is Will Graham’s wife, Maya,” he stated. The man, Fredrick, smiled at her.

“Hello, I’m Fredrick Chilton, the general administrator,” he introduced himself, holding out his hand.

“I’m Maya, but I guess you know that already,” the two shared a laugh as she shook his hand. “Wonderful to meet you.”

“Likewise,” he responded before looking at a nearby guard. “Get prisoner 2348 and bring him here,” he instructed, which made Maya’s heart soar.

“Wait, please give these to him,” she stopped the guard before he walked out. “It’s just some clothes.” The guard checked the bag then looked at Fredrick for approval, who nodded. Once he was out the door, Maya faced the administrator.

“Will didn’t want me to see him in his...hospital uniform,” she explained. Both Jack and Fredrick noticed that she avoided saying prison, but thankfully said nothing.

“That’s understandable,” Jack brushed off from beside her. Fredrick nodded in agreement then leaned back against the desk. They waited patiently for only a few minutes before the door opened once again. Maya whipped around and smiled brightly at the sight of her husband walking in with the guard behind him. Will’s eyes landed on her immediately and a small smile graced his tired face. The guard led him to stand in front of Fredrick, who stood straight up and smiled politely.

“William David Graham, on behalf of the Baltimore State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, the Baltimore P.D. and the city of Baltimore, I can only offer you my sincerest apologies for the time you were forced to spend here. It is my pleasure to state for the records that you are officially free from custody. You’re free to go after you, your wife and S.S.A. Jack Crawford sign a few papers. Do you understand these terms?” Will nodded, stating that he did. Fredrick nodded and grabbed the proper paperwork from the top of his desk. It took only five minutes before Will was officially a free man and he, Jack and Maya walked out of the hospital. They stopped in front of the building and Maya faced Jack.

“Thank you for being here to sign for his favor,” she spoke gratefully.

“Hey, it’s no problem. I had no doubt that he was innocent, and now he’s finally free,” Jack responded with a smile. “You guys go home, it’s been a very exciting day.” He offered Maya a hug and then a handshake before bidding them farewell and walking to his car. Maya waved at him as he drove past them towards the exit then faced her husband.

She nearly gasped out loud when he suddenly threw his arms around her in the tightest hug she had ever gotten. It nearly knocked her off her feet if Will hadn’t been there to keep her steady. After the shock wore off she found herself hugging him back with the same amount of pressure, burying her face into his neck. He smelled different, though she supposed that came with staying in a new environment for months at a time. He also now had a stubble that scratched against her temple, but she couldn’t care less. She missed his hugs, she missed this, she missed him. It felt like hours before they let go, but it probably hadn’t been more than five minutes. Her hands went up to cup his face while his hands stayed in their place around her middle, and their foreheads pressed together gently.

“Let’s go home,” she whispered, staring into his eyes. She always said that they reminded her of a cloudless sky over a meadow filled with flowers, but they were different now. They were tired, more watery and hardened with experience. They now reminded her of a sea just after a storm. Clouds were still present from the storm, but they did nothing to mask the water’s beauty in the slightest.

Will nodded silently and allowed her to lead him to her car. He grinned upon realizing she still had the same car, a dark sage green Volvo 122. He couldn’t even remember how many times she told him that the car was special to her when he suggested getting a new car. It was her father’s, and it ran good either way so there was no reason to sell it. Maya climbed into the driver’s seat then stared at him patiently, waiting for him to get in as well. He did after a minute, and she waited for him to buckle before driving off.

“The dogs have missed you,” Maya broke the silence as she drove. “Wilson especially, he’s always waiting by the front door for his walk.” Will couldn’t help but smile just a bit at the thought.

“Really?” He asked hopefully, which made his wife grin as well.

“Yep. I gotta say, I have no idea how you managed to live with so many dogs before I began living with you,” she half-joked. “I was just barely keeping up with all of them.” Her heart practically burst open when that got a chuckle out of him.

“It’s an acquired taste,” he responded, leaning his head against the window. Maya nodded, sparing a glance at her husband before facing the road again.

“Believe me, it’s a taste I definitely acquired.” They continued to talk idly on the way home. Once they pulled into the driveway, Maya turned off the car but neither of them got out. Instead, Maya watched him stare up at their house in thought. Slowly but surely, she reached a hand over and rested it on his, which sat on his lap. He waited a moment before facing her.

“Whenever you’re ready,” she informed him softly. He nodded, and glanced at the house once more before taking a deep breath.

“I’m ready.” With one final nod, Maya got out of the car and began walking to the door, Will following her a second after. He grinned when he heard multiple dogs barking from inside as she unlocked the front door. She used her feet to keep the dogs from getting out as she opened the door, and the couple walked inside. While she closed the door, Will crouched down to greet the dogs, who practically tackled him onto the ground. He laughed joyfully and moved his face away as the dogs climbed on him and began licking his face.

“Alright, alright, I missed you guys too,” he laughed out. Maya smiled warmly at him as she hung her jacket up. She almost felt awkward around him. It had been months since they’d even seen each other, let alone slept in the same house or even the same bed. Things were different now, she had no idea what to expect from him or what his boundaries were now. She left him to pet the dogs while she walked to the kitchen, pulling out everything to make dinner. As she began prepping, she heard Will let the dogs out into the backyard shortly before walking into her line of sight. She shot him a small smile.

“I’m making fish for dinner,” she stated. He nodded and walked over to her.

“Anything I can help with?” For a moment, Maya considered saying no because she didn’t. But it didn’t take her long to realize that he just wanted to be near her, and she wanted to be near him as well. So, she nodded.

“How about you chop the veggies? I’ll start on the fish,” she suggested, setting the knife she was holding down. Will nodded and walked over to the sink to wash his hands while she heated up the stove. As she set the fish in the skillet, she heard her husband beginning to chop behind her. They worked in tandem for a while before Maya announced that dinner was ready.

Dinner passed by in a blur. They barely talked between eating, but that was because Will was eating as if it was his last meal on Earth. She couldn’t blame him though, she could only assume how bland and bad the food at BSHCI was. They finished in almost no time at all and Maya offered to do the dishes, leaving him sitting at the table in thought. As she washed off their plates she felt arms wrap around her, which made her smile. Will’s chin rested on her shoulder, a sign that he wanted a hug. So that’s what she did. As she turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, she couldn’t stop her smile from widening. Maybe things weren’t as different as she originally thought.

[maxthesillyy]

alright it’s time 💪 prob gonna go back and redo some things in the explore mode first

ep 3 at the overlook eplore mode: UGH max is actually so devastated 😻

moses lowkey carried this episode /silly

I LOVE THEM AND THEIR DYNAMIC UGH

this hits a lot harder now that i know safis alive here. id be pissed if i was max and moses and found out safi was alive. happy but pissed

“but rather to the present” MOSES THE GOAT

HOW do i always end up choosing the least interesting dialogue choices my first playthrough,,,

the animation here is still so weird…

OH MY GOD???? SHE JUST STRAIGHT UP PUNCHES HIM)????? DAMN OKAY

MAX GUILT 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

this is the more interesting choice,,, but helping him is probably the Right choice. like. story wise. not morally

officially continuing ep4

the starting song being called “i must come clean”

LMFAO SAFI

theyre so awkward

ANOTHER CHLOE POST?

krampus is the new end of the world party

is chloe in a band??

“Hey that’s me! Murderer.” IN THE NOTES LMFAO

soso curious bout safi

max already forgave safi,,,,,,

kitty 💖

STOP THE RINGING

imagining safi seeing max coming back down with dyed hair suddenly

SAFI EVEN WROTE OB THE TO DO LIST,, shes rlly fucked over about this

ohhhh max invaded safis past so safi invaded hers,,

perception,,, oh hey wait this is so cool

LMFAO SAFI

OH FUCK. THIS IS RHE LIVING WORLD. DUH NO SHIT— jesus christ okay so rechange my world view real quick. safis still dead in the other world. damn. okay. my bad yall.

this is so complicated..

these both seem like touchy af subjects. choosing gwen bc at least that one doesnt involve the other girl in any way. maya i think

OHHH i see

i lurve them,,, ive missed their interaction ls

oh we ask both anyways nice

dude she cared a LOT about this book

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT WAS SAFI oh i love that 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

i love safi— i missed her

OH STRAIGHT UP? okay so she was straight up there the entire time this is genuinely so cool

STOP THATS DEFINITELY COMING BACK LATER

LMFAO SAFI I LOVE YOU

ohhhhh i love this waiter! waiter! more max guilt and trauma 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

yasmin lowkey the opposite of joyce. actually lowkey though

OUAGH SAFI I LOVE YOU YOUR SO COOL

WAITER WAITER KEEP THE MAX GUILT AND TRAUMA COMING

“i was the freak. and i was the storm” 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻 but uh. obligatory that was something max and chloe (and warren) made up on the spot, the fact that it worked at all is by total coincidence.

this is amazing this hurts her so much 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

i cant wait to do this in the bay ending

MAYA LORE MAYA LORE

oh was maya her student or not.

i love this

oh my cod,,,,,,

oh fuck gwen

TRUE COLORS!!!!!!!!!))!!!!!!!

oh my cod,,,,,

OH MY COD,,,, i love their dyanmic ohh my cod

SAFI THE ANSWER JS YES???? i have a hard time thinking of a world where max says no.

DONT PHRASE IT LIKE THAT HOLY SHIT MAX??

camera work okay,,

max you know it goes lower than that

WHAT NO MY CAT ugh

damn its sad b empty… OH MOSES 💔

SELFIE— literally who is polaroid max

uh. i think i messed up. i didnt hurry back to the orher timeline immediately LOL lets try that again

this game doesnt give u an option to Not be interested in amanda and/or vinh

MOSES I LOVE YOU

moses saying shes being max-y when shes being secretive

FINDING A CHIMNEY FOR MOSES? okay LMFAO

ohh i didnt even realize she had the pin on her bag

safi and moses <33333

WHAT DOES THE CHIMNEY SAY

what dows the napkin say,,,,,

oh apparently “a full belly does not like studying”

i love safi,,

shes not officially a teacher???? what??

whenever hannah telle’s original max voice shows i get unbelievably happy you have no idea

is this a “THATS RACHELS BRACELET WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING HER BRACELET?!” moment or what. also why is he patting his pocket so often. bro got a gun or what

oh we get 2 see

I WAS JOKING OH MY FUCKING GOD STOP I WAS JOKING I WAS JOKING STOP HOLY SHIT

oh safi called max partner. how r u going to do twenty thousand chloe and safi similarities and not be able to romance her

WHATS GOING ON PUT THE GUN AWAY

LMFAO SAFI I LOVE YOU

scary…

bisexual lighting

odd amount of bg chatter

OHH vortex clubs parallel….. lowkey

..safiii <3

BRO VINH MOVE UR SHADOW IS COVERING THE SCREEN

LMFAO “how did he get away with this!? 😡” random npc my beloved

vinh…

GWEN!!!!!

jesus can we get some music in here

off topic but im so hyped for rhe nightmare sequence. i feel like we have so much left,, ep5 is gonna be intense

GWEN NO….. WAIT SAFI WHATS GOING ON

eek i love these two

don’t make me choose FUCKKK

she really looks so fucking worried about it UGHHHHHH

uhm. sorry why is vinh’s choice represented as the creepy krampus with red eyes.

eughhhhhh okay as herself

EEK EEK EEK EEK EEK

😻😻😻😻

man FUCK lucas

“i was a child. what was your excuse?” TOP TEN LIS QUOTES SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACKKKKKKKKKKKKK🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

random close up of amanda going 😶

thank god he doesn’t have a gun rn

HOORAYYY

okay STOP. max and safi are about to celebrate rn. something fucked up is going to happen. i know it. in my bones. and also. my media literacy.

LITERALLY TWO SECONDS LATER UGH

i don’t want safi OR lucas to have a gun

MAX DREW??????? SANTA KRAMPUS YAOI?????????????????

“Hope you dont mind. Not like you have much of a choice.” damn okay straight up

whys bro just 🧍ing there

SCARY WHAT RHE FUCK

why is. the camera just floating in front of the. well. camera

WHAT RHE FUC K???? OH OH OH SAFI HOLY SHIT

STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT 😖😖😖😖😖

HOLY SHIT???

WHAT RHE FUCK

OH!!!!! STRAIGHT UP))??????? BOTH OF THEM???????? WHAT IS REAL?????

OH. MY. RUCKING. GOD. I KNEW SAFI SHOULDNT HAVE HAD A GUN. ‼️

DONT DO THIS TO ME

RACHEL CODED

dont do this to me vs youll regret everything…

safi,,,,,,, </3

NOSE BLEED

THIS GOES SO FUCKING HARS OHHH My gOD OH MY GOD OHHH MY GOD THE STORM INSYESD OF THE MUSIC

I CLEARLY CANT TALK SAFI DOWN BUR?? ORHERWISE SOMEONE IS PROBABLY GONNA GETSHOT????

MMMM I THINK MAX WOULD TRY TO TALK HER DOWN

aw the moses thing…

WHAT RHE HELL????

WHAT RHE HELLL RHE TUFK THE HSJDGGEFEGGRGRG

OKAY SO BOTH WAYS FUCK UP RIGHT???? I CANT APPRECIATE THE MAX GUILT AND TRAUMA RIGHT NOW

oh!!!!! just ends there!!!! ok!!!! so im obviouslyy looping ep4 and 5 together today!!!!!!!!!!!!

i dont even know what photo she jumped into. and shes holding onto safi.

okay. like. idk the moments of reflection are so hard to naturally come by

CHAT I AM SO EXCITED AND DREADFUL

[ballplayersxo]

Speaking of Ashley Ben unfollowed her and she did the same and he finally unfollowed Yoventura, he never unfollowed her even when him and Maya were together, she hasn’t unfollowed yet but that’s interesting. He unfollowed that Megan Ryte lady but they still follow each other on his burner. He unfollowed Bella B Harris and she did the same. I wonder why he unfollowed them, is he cleaning up for Maya? lmao. I think he did before he and Maya followed each other again. He didn’t unfollow Lily, her friend and some other girls he followed after his break up though, let’s see where this goes. Ooo it’s getting spicy

maybe he’s tired of the streets and wants to go back home to maya

[popchoc]

marina 106, please <3

Maya Bishop & Carina DeLuca, Station 19

106: "I’m going to fuck you until you forget that asshole's name"

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The moment Carina opened the bathroom door to step out, her hair still wet from her shower, Maya did the same from the other side - making them slam into each other on the threshold.

"Whoa!" Carina exclaimed, stepping back again, "When did you get home?"

Maya slipped passed her. "Just now," she panted, "I'm sorry, were you done in here?"

She'd come running home again, Carina knew, and as always it wasn't hard to guess the reason why. Ever since her recent demotion, Maya experienced more bad days than good ones at work, despite her effort to make the best of it. To show them all wrong.

"Sì," she answered, turning towards her wife again. "Go ahead."

She didn't leave her alone in there though.

Closing the lid, she sat down on the toilet, her eyes kept on Maya as she did so.

"Tell me about your day."

Maya kicked off her asics. "Not much to tell," she grumbled, throwing her shoes in the corner, quickly followed by her socks. When she stood up straight again, she glanced briefly at Carina. "Beckett was a dick. As always."

Carina cocked her head, a look of sorrow and sympathy clouding her face. "What was it this time? More cleaning?"

"More everything," Maya groaned. She wiggled herself out of her shorts. "You know, it's not just the cleaning, or the desk work. It's his... his whole act. The way he tries to get under my skin - all the freaking time. His so-called jokes. His—" She abruptly fell quiet when her head got stuck in her tank top. 

Carina got up to help her. As soon as Maya got freed from her top, she ranted on, unaware that she was about to lose her wife's attention. 'Cause she might be all angry (and sweaty!), she sure looked hot. 

Berating herself for getting distracted, Carina told herself to stay focused. To give Maya the attention she deserved right now. But there was also that other voice. If Maya could get her mind off things like this, then maybe she could do the same - if only just for now?

When Carina dropped Maya's shirt to the floor, she knew the second voice had won.

Slowly, she ran her hand up along Maya's arm, tracing her fingers over swells of muscle. Her skin felt hot and clammy, and when Carina reached the base of her neck, she could feel her pulse throbbing under her thumb. She knew it wasn't all her though. 

Not yet.

"... not letting him get away with it. What are you doing?!" Maya frowned, watching Carina's hand cupping her breast, then suddenly looking right at her.

Carina raised her brows, innocently. "Nothing," she shrugged, while already leaning in. Her lips grazed Maya's ear lobe when she breathed, "You were saying?"

"I- I don't remember," Maya gasped, subconsciously tilting her head up.

Carina's tongue worked its magic from Maya's ear to that sensitive spot right underneath it, until Maya pulled her in for an actual kiss. One Carina answered with great passion.

As Maya moved her hands up, slipping Carina's silk dressing gown off her shoulders, Carina gently started to push her girl backwards, towards the shower. She couldn't care less that she'd just been in there, or that Maya was still in her underwear.

And when Maya reached behind her to start the water running, Carina knew she shared her thoughts. 

With a deep sigh, she broke their kiss, just for a second, but long enough to mumble beneath her breath, "Ti scoperò finché non dimenticherai il nome di quello stronzo."

Maya had no clue what she was saying. But whatever it was, she fully agreed!

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150 random writing prompts (closed)

[im-in-love-with-pizza-bites]

Yours, Mine, Ours: Chapter 30

Single-Dad!Chris Evans X Single-Mom!Reader

Series MasterList

List of OCs for this series

Series Summary: Your husband Caspian Richardson Senior died while serving in the military, so you move your three sons to Boston, MA. Where you meet an actor and his sweet daughter.

Chapter Summary: You clean up your house while the kids go to the park.

Series Warnings: Death of a spouse/parent, divorce of parents,

Chapter Warnings:

Chris looks at that article shocked. How did he not notice paparazzi? And what were you gonna say? What if you've already seen it? You're gonna kill him. You guys agreed to keep your relationship private with only family and friends knowing. No fans, and no paparazzi. Anytime the media gets involved in a relationship it ends. He doesn't want media pressure. What if you realize just how pushy the paparazzi can get? So you breakup with him so they don't bother you and your kids. A part of him would understand if you did break up with him.

"Daddy! Caspian is here! He's gonna take me to the park to teach me football! Remember?" June says pulling him from his thoughts.

Now what is he worried about? Paparazzi saw you, Chris and the kids last night celebrating Caspian winning the first game of the season. It was a "great" shot that shows yours, Caspian and Connor's faces. Jace's face couldn't be seen cause he was looking up at Chris. And Juniper has already been seen by fans. Rarely but he'd sometimes bring her as his "date" to premieres and he's posted photos of her. Scott posts photos of her too. It's not a often occurrence and he tries to keep anything that could be embarrassing to himself until she can give permission to post them. But he's not sure how you feel about your kids being seen by press.

"Yeah bug, I remember." Chris smiles and looks down at her. "Have fun, listen to Capsian okay?"

"Okay! Bye daddy love you!"

"I love you too baby girl." Chris watches her run to the door and he sees Caspian standing there texting someone.

"Hey Caspian."

"Hey.." Caspian looks at him, the look on his face is indifferent. It's not his usual smiling expression he normally has. He definitely saw it.

"Be careful today okay?"

"Yeah... Mom hasn't seen the article yet but I'm guessing you have? You should tell her before she finds out on her own." Caspian tells him before June grabs his hand a drags him outside where his brothers were waiting.

He has a point. Chris though as he heard the door shut. He can't let this relationship end because of the paparazzi. He goes to the door putting his shoes on before he walks next door. He knocks on the door, it only takes a little bit before you open it.

"Hey Chris!" You grin before kissing him. "Come on in, I'm trying to clean the house before the boys get home. It's kind of a wreck." You laugh letting him walk in.

"Have any luck finding someone to watch Jace?"

"No Butler is going house hunting and Maya is job hunting I only know so many people here. I don't know what to do though. He's not old enough to stay home alone for eight hours. But I can't take five days of work off." You sigh as start fixing up the couch, moving pillows and cushions.

"I mean I start filming another movie this week but he can come to set with me if you want? I'll have a trailer for him to hang out in." Chris offers.

"You'd do that? Oh thank you so much. You really don't mind? I mean thats your job you don't have to bring him."

"Don't worry I used to bring June when she was two. Jace is way better behaved then she was." Chris assures.

"Okay. Thank you so much babe." You give him a grateful look.

"You're welcome baby." He kisses you before beginning to help you clean up. "Uh I actually came over to tell you something."

"Okay good ahead." You smile at him.

"The paparazzi got a photo of you and Connor and Caspian."

"I know. Ben sent me one of the articles right before you come over." You look at him.

"I'm sorry. My publicist is already on it."

"It's not your fault Chris, it was bound to happen eventually. We've been together 8 months I'm surprised it didn't happen soon." You chuckle putting a hand on his shoulder. "We just have to be more careful."

"You're right I guess... But are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure stop worrying."

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"Okay June ready throw the ball to me!" Caspian says kneeling down. They were using a small foam football from the dollar store. It was easier for June to hold then Caspian's football. She throws the ball and Connor begins running for him. Caspian dodges him and runs back towards June he passes the ball and tells her to run.

"Yay! Touchdown!" She yells throwing the ball on the ground like she saw Caspian do the night before.

"Good job Duckling!" Caspian grins highfiving the young girl. "2-0." He says the points to his brothers.

"It's not fair why does she get to have you on her team!" Connor argues.

"Cause she's younger then you guys." Caspian chuckles.

"Can we eat our snack mom packed now?"

"Sure it's in my backpack." Caspian pointed at the black bookbag that say in the grass.

Jace and Connor hurry over to it and open the bag. They both pull out a sandwich bag of goldfish. June comes over to get something to eat as well and they hand her another bag. They toss one to Caspian before they all sit down in the grass.

"Who was that girl from last night?" Jace asks Caspian.

"Just a friend, I'll introduce you to her sometime." Caspian assures.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Connor teases.

"No me and Cassidy aren't dating." Caspian rolls his eyes.

"Cassidy and Caspian sitting in a K.I.S.S.I.N.G f-" Connor stops singing as Caspian pushes him.

"Shut up!"

"I thought your song was really pretty." June tells him causing the three boys to laugh.

"Thank you." Connor smirks.

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