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rhythmstars · 2 years ago

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Hello!! Just saw that you were writing for Pavitr- and thought I could submit this idea:) soo, I was thinking an Pavitr x reader where some villian finds out that spider man is dating the reader and uses that against him by kidnapping the reader? And Pavitr is just kinda freaking out and Gwen or someone has to calm him down before they go and save reader? Just thought it was an interesting idea and it's fine if you don't want to do it:) remember to take care of yourself and all that stuff<3

A/n: omg i live for hurt comfort!! Also, thank you so much for being so sweet! take care of yourself as well, drink some water!! and thank you for requesting!! <3

i tried my best to write this, i hope you enjoy, I'm sorry for any mistakes or if it didn't turn out the way you wanted it to :)

Warnings: minor? gore, panic, crying, hurt (with comfort fellas!), Pavitr being ANGRY, and bad writing.

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this is my first fic on Tumblr so pls let me know if you like it and if there are any mistakes :))

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Pavitr Prabhakar x GN! Reader

It was five hours ago when Pavitr received a text from his partner asking him if he is free for the day.

Five hours ago when he replied with a 'sorry but i have a meeting with the others today, maybe next time? will make it up to you i promise <3'

Four hours ago when he got a text from them reassuring him that it's alright and that they can always plan something for some other day, and asking him not to blame himself for this.

Three hours ago, before he got a text from them telling him that they have a sudden change in schedule and that they'll be attending their piano lessons today. A message with the last line being 'don't forget how much I love you, Pav. <3'

It was two hours ago when he got out of the meeting and tried calling his s/o to talk with them about their day and his. Two hours ago when they didn't pick up his first and his fifth call.

It was one hour ago when he asked Gwen and Hobie to help him find his s/o because he was freaking out.

And, it was exactly 30 minutes ago when Miguel called him to the office and told him that his beloved had been walking home from school when they got abducted by some unknown people. When he felt like the world has stopped.

It was exactly now that he was panicking and pacing around the room with uneven breathing.

"Pav, you need to calm down. They'll be fine." Gwen tried to reassure him because she felt like if she doesn't, then Pavitr won't ever stop. He didn't reply though, possibly not even heard what his friend had said. He kept murmuring about the possibilities he had flooding his mind.

Hobie sighed "This is no good mate. You gotta stop pacin' and think for a moment." He tried to talk to him but was met with silence once more. Frustrated with his best friend's antics, he walked towards Pavitr and puts a hand on his shoulder making him still. "Oi! can you stop pacin' around and think calmly for a moment?" he said in a sharp tone.

What he didn't expect was a distraught looking Pavitr looking at him helplessly with tears in his eyes. "Pav..." Gwen was shocked to see him like this as well. A guy like him never liked crying in front of others or talking about his problems, so seeing him like this really hurt them.

"Calmly?" Pavitr spoke in an annoyed tone. "I CAN'T BE CALM! MY S/O IS KIDNAPPED BECAUSE OF ME! AND I'M SITTING HERE NOT BEING ABLE TO DO *ANYTHING* BECAUSE MIGUEL HAS TOLD US TO SIT AROUND TILL HE PLAYS WITH HIS MACHINES IN THERE!"

Both of them looked at him shocked to their cores. They had never seen this guy so frustrated or angry. This cool and calm guy with a never ending playful persona.

He sighed. "I'm- I'm sorry I just-" he covered his face as he sat down on the stairs. "I- I don't know what to do...i don't know what is happening to them right now or if they're alright. I have no clue where they are and what those assholes are doing to them." He took in a deep breath. "I- You don't know I just- I don't want to think about this- what if, what if they're hurt? what if they're torturing them for being with me? they'll never tell my secrets, they'll rather die and it just, it scares the shit out of me guys i don't know what is going on. what if i never get to see them again? what if they leave me? what if- what if I-" His voice broke and he choked on a sob.

Gwen and Hobie looked down in guilt. They knew that this isn't easy for Pavitr. He truly loved Y/n.

Only a minute later, Peter came running out of the building. "Hey! We found 'em!" At his words, Pavitr got up with the speed of lightning and impatiently demanded the location.

"Where?"

Miguel walked beside Peter, "Do not act irrationally Pavitr, this is-"

"Where."

Miguel and Peter looked at him in shock. They had never seen him so angry. "The warehouse near the east coast in Mumbattan."

That's all he needed to hear before getting ready to take off. He had waited enough. One more second of delay and he'd lose himself. With impatient, trembling hands, he started using his watch for opening a portal back to his world.

To save his world.

"Pavitr!" He looked back at Miguel when he heard his voice, expecting a lecture on being rational and thinking calmly. But much to everyone's except Peter's surprise, Miguel said something nice. "Good luck."

Pavitr gave him a grateful nod and walked into the portal followed by Gwen and Hobie.

The three of them stood on a tower standing a few meters away from the warehouse. Pavitr was growing impatient every second and both Gwen and Hobie could see it.

Gwen placed a hand on his shoulder gently speaking, "Hey, it's alright. We're here now right? They're gonna be alright." She gave him a small reassuring smile.

"Yeah mate really, let's just check before getting straight to them, eh?" Hobie gave him a grin.

Pavitr sighed and nodded. "Let's go." They swung by the warehouse and over, trying to search for men possibly on the lookout. When they found none, they landed on the roof of the warehouse. A skylight caught there attention as they walked towards it to look inside. Unfortunately for them, it was too dark.

Too dark for Pavitr's liking.

Suddenly, the door to the warehouse opened and a man dressed in a robe walked in. He had a suitcase in his hand. What the actual hell?

He placed his suitcase on a iron table nearby and walked towards....

Pavitr's eyes widened. There, in front of that man, laying on the cold hard ground, tied to a metal frame, was his beloved s/o. The light coming in from the opened door reflected their bruises and cuts. Pavitr's blood turned cold at the man's laughter.

"Look at you, young gorgeous. Not so gorgeous anymore with all those scars but-" he pulled out a pair of gloves and started putting it on. "Come on dear y/n. We both know he doesn't give a DAMN about you. Otherwise he'd be here by now."

Gwen places a hand on Pavitr's shoulder, trying to ground his racing heart. "He won't even LOOK at you with a face as bruised as this. Just, tell me already." his voice turned deadly serious as he kneeled in front of them, "how. do. i. defeat. him."

That's enough.

Pavitr broke through the glass of the skylight and landed behind the man making him turn away startled. Gwen and Hobie followed after him looking angry. But Pavitr wasn't angry, no.

He was FURIOUS.

He glared at the man with so much rage and hatred that even the creepy man felt a shiver run down his spine. "Hah! would you look at that!" The man clapped his hands. "so you DO care after all."

Pavitr rushed forward and punched the man straight in the jaw making him stumble. But he still laughed like a maniac. "Haha! Gosh! You have some strength in you young man!" Pavitr punched him again as Gwen rushed to y/n's side untying their hands and legs. Hobie took his chance and smashed a random discarded wine bottle he found lying somewhere on the man's arm making him yelp in agony.

"WHAT DID YOU DO!?" pavitr yelled. He held him by the collar of his shirt. "WHY DID YOU TAKE THEM!?" He punched him on the right cheek but he kept laughing. "HOW DARE YOU HURT THEM!" A punch on the left cheek and his laughing turned to choked coughs as he spat out blood on the floor. "HOW DARE YOU!" He yelled and kept punching him.

Gwen, y/n and Hobie watched him with wide eyes. They had never seen him so furious. So vengeful. Gwen looked at Hobie who stood behind Pavitr, giving a look. He nodded before walking forward and holding pavitr by his shoulders. "Hey. that's enough, mate."

But to their surprise, Pavitr pushed his hands away and kept punching the now unconscious man. Hobie frowned. "Pav. Let go man. that's enough." He didn't stop.

Y/n watched. This wasn't like him. He wasn't the sweet, charismatic boy who they knew. No, he was a furious and enraged superhuman who had forgotten about the boundaries of being the friendly neighborhood, Spider-Man.

"Pav..." They spoke weakly but loud enough for him to hear. He immediately stopped his movements and looked at them. They had tears in their eyes as They stared at him with fear. Afraid that he'll lose his humanity. He dropped his hands to the side, his blood and the man's blood mixed, dripping from his knuckles. He swiftly walked towards them and kneeled in front of them.

His eyes scanned their body lingering on every cut and bruise. Y/n slowly raised a hand to his cheek and it was enough to break him. He hid his face in the crook of their neck as the tears escaped his eyes.

Gwen and Hobie shared knowing looks and walked out with hobie carrying the unconscious man.

Pavitr hugged y/n and cried in their embrace. "Hey.... I'm okay... it's okay...Pav..." They whispered gently to him.

The hold on their body tightened as he cried. "I- i thought i- l-lost you.." Y/n felt a ache in their heart. He sounded so broken. "I was s-so scared."

It came as a surprise even to y/n. No matter how bad things got or how scared he'd get, Pavitr NEVER showed it on his face. He always kept a charming smile on his face and a few corny jokes up his sleeve to assess the situation. But seeing him break down like this only because of the fear that he'd lose them, it was overwhelming. It was heartwarming. It was endearing.

They took in a shakey breath and hugged him tighter. "Yeah...me too. But hey" they pulled a little back and looked at him in the eyes, "we're okay. you're here... I'm here...yeah?" a reassuring smile on their face, they tried their best to console his racing heart and shaking body.

"B-but y-you're hurt..." He looked down at their wounds but they held him by the chin and made him look at them.

"I'm alive." Their voice was firm and reassuring. "They....they may leave some scars but, nothing serious. I hope you don't mind a little ugliness, Spider boy." They smiled and joked but their voice held some sort of insecurity and fear in it. This didn't go unnoticed by Pavitr.

He always noticed.

He gently cupped their cheeks and looked softly at them. "You were, are, and always will be the most beautiful person to me. In every damn universe and in every damn reality. I will NEVER stop loving you y/n." His words made the tears in their eyes return as they smiled at him.

How can he be so brutally furious one moment and then so sweet and caring the other? 'This boy... he'd be the death of me.' Y/n thought as they looked at his miraculously perfect face.

Pavitr pulled them in for a kiss and they happily gave in hugging him close. When they pulled apart, Pavitr gave them a small smile.

"Now let's get you home." He gently picked them up in his arms and grinned at them.

" I'm pretty sure you missed your dashing boyfriend."

#pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar #miles morales #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman #hobie brown #gwen stacy #peter parker #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman india #spider woman #marvel #marvel x gender neutral reader #mumbattan #spiderman 2099

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4veslil · 2 months ago

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Can you write something about Edward being clingy/touch starved and Bella indulging him? Can be headcanons or a ficlet if you wish 🥺

Headcanons | Edward Cullen/Bella Swan | Edward Feels Touch Starved

A/N: OMG this is my first request and I was just buzzing to get started! I wasn't sure on a ficlet or headcanons so I just flipped a coin and here we are haha I really hope you like this anon!! It took a while to build up but I'm sure you'll like it. Also, I've only written headcanons once before, but for this I've done my research and I'm pretty happy with it (૭ ｡•̀ ᵕ •́｡ )૭ And if it's a total bust, I'm sooooo sorry. I tried to the best of my ability <3 Finally, gotta say a HUGE thank you for requesting! It gave me a much needed break from work and my WIP! So without further ado, ENJOY!

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Bella notices it quickly. After all, it's uncharacteristic from a reserved guy like Edward- he's definitely a product of his time.

It's how he inches closer every night to watch her sleep, a centimetre at a time- she woke up one morning greeted by the back of his head.

He now spent every night sitting on the floor next to her- Bella was impressed how quickly he closed a metre of space in a week. Knowing him, he must've been desperate.

Edward's arm then wraps around her waist more than usual, tighter than normal with his hand far lower than it used to be.

In fact, it's become a bad habit. He does it around his family, in school and even in front of Charlie!

They're watching a movie one night when Charlie begins cleaning his shotgun on the kitchen table, causing Edward to fail at putting his arm around her shoulders.

Bella meets Edward in her room afterwards, she can tell he refuses talk about it knowing she'd just laugh- by that point, she's already struggling to hold back.

After a rare week of sunshine, that's when it gets worse. Edward refused to leave her alone, he said "it's for protection". It was obvious to Bella he was lying.

And anyways, Bella thought it was cute... well, at first.

A few days in and Bella starts taking a speaker in the bathroom, blasting music knowing he's right outside the door.

She goes as far as to make everything with garlic- he lives up to the vampire stereotype as he scrunches his nose and leaves for a moment to get some 'fresh air'.

It's after a week of feeling claustrophobic Bella becomes amused, she wants to see how long he'll last- perfect payback (in her opinion)

He asks for a hug one day, she agrees, but once he wrapped his arms around her she whispers, "remember to leave room for Jesus". He pulls away immediately and doesn't ask again.

Emmett overhears that and, obviously, adopts it as a running gag in the Cullen house.

For three days the vampire carries around a ruler, measuring the distance between her and Edward when he (unconsciously) leans in too close.

Emmett only stops when Rosalie whacks him around the head with it, breaking the ruler. Bella gives him hers knowing she shouldn't torture Edward forever- it was starting to feel petty.

The next time Edward comes into her bedroom Bella is already sitting against her headboard with her arms wide open- inviting him to cuddle.

Being the gentleman he is, Edward asks her to (at least) put on some pyjama pants.

After a huff she shoves on a random pair from the floor, mumbling something like: "maybe being petty isn't always a bad thing"

When Bella goes to turn around she finds she doesn't have time to return to the bed. She's already wrapped up in his frigid embrace.

Bella's legs dangle a foot off the floor, his head is buried in her neck and she hears him breathe in deeply. He forgets his strength somewhat but she likes it.

Edward tries to smother his voice in her hair but Bella still hears his small, "I missed you" and it melts her heart.

She doesn't say anything, she only relieves him of the torture she's put him through.

Softly, Bella places a kiss on his forehead before wrapping one arm around his shoulders- the other raises her hand to rake through his bronze hair.

She knows he must've had it bad when he doesn't groan, lightly bat her hand away or reach up to fix it.

She holds him tighter at the realisation, his sigh (almost purr) of relief rumbles her own chest.

Bella decides cuddles before bed are (now) a must and Edward enthusiastically agrees.

On the condition she lets him buy her an electric blanket.

It's already on her bed the next night and he shows it off with a youthful and proud smile.

Bella mentally gushes over how adorable he is, thinking she never wants to repeat the last month.

She's thankful for the electric blanket because every night he holds her the whole time, combing his hands through her hair until she falls asleep.

Bella gets in the habit of tracing shapes on his arms and writing 'I love you' across his pale skin. She feels Edward shiver every time she curls the 'e' on 'love'. It becomes addictive.

She treats it like counting sheep- the most she's written it, before succumbing to dreams, is one-hundred-and-seven times.

But despite how nice it's been, a cheeky part of her can't resist another go around. Bella thinks, 'it's only fair I have something to hold over him as well'

From there on out, Bella checks the weather for sunny days every week, planning other ways to tease her clingy vampire boyfriend.

Edward decides he'd rather not know why she checks (getting a hunch). That's when he finally admits sometimes ignorance is bliss.

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remuslupinsdaughter · 1 year ago

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Hey love! If this would be possible it would be amazing!

Do you think you could could write a little fic about reader and their experience on antibiotics after being in hospital because oml I feel so unwell after taking them 🤣 but if you could do that with bucky or derek that would be amazing, just some fluff and comfort when she’s about to get discharged whilst she’s in pain meds and her having to sleep them off and derek/ bucky getting worried because she’s basically been knocked out since they got home, it’s just comfort fluff helping her get her appetite back and her meds finished 🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank you

I hope you’re doing well too!

Omg this is such a good idea! Gonna do it with like a pre teen/early teen daughter because we love Dad Derek

Hospital stays and side effects

Derek Morgan x daughter! Reader

Warnings: mention of hospitals, medication side effects, fluff throughout

Derek stood by his daughters hospital bed as the doctor finished his examination, she’d been admitted three days ago after Derek thought her appendix had burst, the thought of that day made him shudder, seeing his daughter writhe and cry out in pain, clutching her stomach and sobbing, “make it stop dad please” she begged as he drove to the hospital, foot through the floor.

Turns out it was just a nasty kidney infection, and a three day intense course of antibiotics and they were about to be discharged. “Now” the doctor began, “these are the antibiotics, you need to continue taking these for seven days, and make sure you eat before you take them” he said, handing Derek the box of pills. Y/N groaned, the meds had made her feel nauseous and lethargic, “I can’t eat they make me feel so sick” she groaned at the doctor, “we can prescribe you some anti sickness medication, but they will make you sleepy” the doctor replied and Y/N nodded.

After signing lots of paperwork Derek was finally able to take his daughter home, he wheeled her out to the car and helped her into the front seat, draping a purple fluffy Sherpa blanket that Garcia had bought for her. He quickly returned the wheelchair and jumped in the car, “ok all set babygi-“ he looked over at his daughter and she was already asleep, those meds must have kicked in, he thought.

Y/N slept the whole drive home, her soft snores making Derek chuckle, he gently scooped up Y/N and carried her inside, laying her on the couch and pulling the blanket back up to cover her and pulling off her black converse she got for her 11th birthday. He quickly grabbed her bags from the car and set them down in her room for when she woke up.

As he walked back down the hall, he noticed Y/N was still fast asleep, he crouched next to her and was relieved when he saw a piece of hair blowing gently as she exhaled, thank god she was breathing, but Derek still wasn’t happy, he called the doctor, “hey doc I know we’ve only been home a couple hours but Y/Ns been sleeping the whole time and I don’t know if this is normal or if I should bring her back and-“ the doctor cut him off, “it’ll be the medication, she’s fine Mr Morgan, let her rest as long as much as possible, she’s fighting off a nasty infection, her body needs as much rest as it can get” the doctor said, Derek breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the doctor before hanging up.

He looked at his phone and realised it was time for Y/Ns afternoon medication, he walked over and gently shook her awake, “hey kiddo it’s time to take your medicine” he said, Y/N groaned and rubbed her eyes, “you gotta eat first though, I’ll make you a sandwich?” Y/N shook her head, “don’t wanna eat dad” she said and buried her head in the blanket, “come on baby there’s gotta be something you want?” He asked pulling the blanket down and moving some hair out her eyes, “no” she said blankly and pulled the blanket tighter, trying to go back to sleep.

Derek sighed, suddenly he had an idea, he ruffled Y/Ns hair lightly and walked back to the kitchen, pulling out his phone he looked for Rossi’s phone number and dialled it, “hello?” “Hey Rossi it’s Derek” “oh hi! How’s the kid doing?” He asked, “she’s ok but I can’t get her to eat, she needs to eat so she can take her medication but It’s having some side effects that make her sick and I can’t get her to touch anything, I thought you might have an idea?” He said, his voice laced with desperation, Rossi chuckled, “have you tried something simple? When my wife was undergoing chemotherapy the only thing she would eat was spaghetti with butter and Parmesan cheese” Rossi said, Derek thanked him and got to work boiling some pasta, he decided to make some tea as well, tea makes everyone feel better.

Once the food was ready he put it on a tray and brought it to Y/N who was sat up, the blanket wrapped around her as she watched the tv, “so your uncle Rossi gave me an idea” Derek said as he placed the tray down, Y/N peered over at the food, it did smell kind of good, she picked up the fork and twirled a small forkful of spaghetti, she ate it slowly, ok she didn’t puke, that’s a good start, little by little she ate the bowl of pasta, and felt a little better for it. “Attagirl” Derek said kissing her forehead and passing her her medication with a glass of water, Y/N grimaced but took the medication. “I just gotta do some paperwork ok? I’ll be in the office if you need me” Derek said turning to leave, “wait dad” Y/N said, “ can you stay with me? We could watch a movie maybe?” She said giving him puppy dog eyes, Derek sighed and smiled, “of course I can babygirl” he said and sat next to her on the couch, Y/N lay her head in his lap and his hands went straight to her scalp, massaging it gently as she scrolled through Netflix picking out a movie to watch.

Maybe being sick wasn’t so bad

Sorry I kinda ran with this and went slightly off track but it’s fine

#criminal minds #derek morgan #daughter reader

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hypnotisedfireflies · 1 year ago

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what would it look like if Maria had to enlist Tessjoel’s “services” of askin real nice. say someone or a group someone’s did something really hurtful to tommy or lachie on patrol but got caught or something like that?

OMG okay you’re getting a drabble for this. I don’t know where this fits in Driftersverse canon or if this is totally AU but here you go anon ilu.

Three dead and a list of demands Jackson couldn’t meet.

Two hostages in the jailhouse basement.

One last chance.

Maria Miller walked slowly past each cell and ascended the creaking stairs. Their prisoners didn’t know who she was, her connection to the man they claimed to still have alive in their camp. The hope kindled in her heart when they gave her a name as proof – Tommy – was smothered when she considered just how bad it might be for him. They didn’t know where he was, and they had no means of getting these hostages to talk without meeting at least some of those demands.

And Jackson did not negotiate with raiders.

It was in the charter Maria had helped pen. They didn’t hold themselves to ransom. The community was greater than any one person. What made them different from the savagery beyond Jackson’s walls was their civility and commitment to remaining human. It was a standard not so impossible when the greater good was held to the highest standard.

But it hadn’t challenged Maria, the woman and not the leader, personally before.

Two council members and Lachlan Maynard were waiting for her upstairs. The latter took one look at her face and turned to the others. “Could you two excuse us for a minute?”

Maria gave them a nod and she quietly shut the basement door. “I know what you’re going to suggest and the answer’s no.”

“It’ll be over quick, I can guarantee you that.”

“No.”

“You don’t even have to be here. In fact, it’s better you’re not. Plausible deniability and all that.”

“It’s not how we do things here.”

“You could have Tommy back tonight.”

“No, Lachie. I’m saying no. That’s not how we do it here. We can find a way through this without – resorting to that.”

Lachie paused. “You’re telling me the moral fucking high ground means more to you than Luke’s dad?”

“Oh, give me a break - it’s not that simple and you know it!”

“Yeah, it is.” Lachie pushed off the desk. He started to say something and then changed tact, holding up his hands to her. “It’s Tommy. He’d do anything to get you back, Maria.”

“I know all about Hannah.”

“Really? I don’t think you do. I was there. I was there, Maria. And I watched them work three people over with the kind of efficiency that would make your bloody head spin and put your counsel agenda to shame. It was done like that,” he snapped his fingers, “And we had Hannah back that night.”

“It’s not right. It’s not human.”

“You think that they’ll do to Tommy’s human? You think they’re playing by your airy-fairy rules, Maria? What do you think they’re doing to him right now?”

“Stop.”

“Guarantee he’s not in a nice warm cell. Guarantee he doesn’t have water. Bet he’s just conscious enough to know what’s comin’ next, Maria –“

“Stop!”

“Bet he knows you won’t make the call.”

That was enough. Maria advanced on Lachie and shoved him hard into the wall. “I told you to stop!”

Lachie was completely unruffled. “You gotta tell Joel who you’ve got down here, Maria. And then you walk away for awhile, until I come get you.”

Maria knew he was right. She could feel the panic barely kept at bay seeping in, her eyes watering. She squeezed the front of Lachie’s shirt and took a few deep breaths. Was that what Tommy was lying out there thinking? That she would place the community above him? Or worse yet, was he waiting for his brother to come and get him, believing he was the only one who’d risk so much?

“Where are they?” She finally asked, looking up, expression rigid.

“Out looking.”

“Bring Joel back in.”

“You’re going to need them both.”

It was two hours before Tess and Joel were located and quietly brought to the converted jailhouse. Lachie had filled them in on the way over and when they arrived, Maria forced herself to stand still. She tried to keep the fear out of her eyes, but she was failing – she knew she was failing by the tight little smile Lachie offered her.

Joel looked at her just once, gesturing to the door to affirm that was the way to go. Maria nodded and down he went, leaving it ajar for Tess. He lacked all expression but there was a stridency in his movement that so lethal that Maria felt her stomach tighten. This was who her husband had ran from, Maria thought.

Tess paused in front of Maria. In contrast, Tess seemed almost completely normal: poised, even relaxed. She took Maria’s hand and gave it a firm squeeze.

“It’s almost over,” Tess promised. And then she followed Joel, closing the door behind her.

Lachie sat down at the desk. “You’d better get out of here now.”

Maria hesitated. The smart thing to do was go – like Lachie said, she could have plausible deniability about what took place in the basement. She had never wanted these tactics here. This was not the future Maria wanted to build in Jackson.

But she wanted Tommy more.

She sat down opposite Lachie and held her hands in her lap.

“No. I think I’ll stay.”

Part Two

#driftersverse #asks #tlou fanfic #tlou #joel x tess #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #tess servopoulos #joel miller #maria miller #tommy miller

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lover-girl-estxx · 1 year ago

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Hi! Can you write about the reader is dating Nick and they get into a fight about something stupid.

Angst with some fluff at the end?

Clean

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Nick came through the door from the gym and pecked my lips "hi" "hey baby," he said "I'll be in our gym" "okay" I smiled before going back to dishes.

When I walked into the living room I just finished cleaning, I saw Nick gym bags in the middle of the floor. I sighed and picked the bags up, I opened the garage door dropping his bags on the floor "don't throw those" he said where he sat on his bench press phone in hand "i just cleaned and I turned around and your shit was everywhere" "omg your dramatic" "I spent all day cleaning and your making a mess" "whatever" "no not whatever, you were coming in here anyway I don't know why you left your shit in there when you can just brought it in here with you " " Don't clean if you're going to make a big deal about it , When I clean I don't make a big deal out of it" "yeah you don't clean" "I'm done with his conversation " " that makes two of us " I walk back in the house slamming the garage door "ass"I mumbled under my breath.

Nick had been in the gym for three hours now and I heard the garage door open from the living room watching TV. He stood in front of me with my favorite flowers and coffee "I'm sorry, I'm an asshole" "yeah you are" I smiled I took both things from him and set it on the side table, grabbed his hand pulling him towards me "thank you" I kiss him "I'm sorry" "I know" I pecked his lips again "i love you" he mumbled "love you too jerk" he smiled "i gotta put those in water I'll be back". "I'll try to pick up more" he said I smiled "okay baby" I kissed his cheek.

#nick diaz #nick diaz imagine #nick diaz x reader #ufc #nick diaz imagines #ufc x reader

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lucienarcheron · 11 months ago

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sorry for this dissertation, but i have some Thoughts and as a swiftie and an elucien, you are my target audience bestie

i was listening to ‘gold rush’ and it suddenly hit me that lucien vanserra may as well have written the song himself. i just *takes deep breath* right from the beginning, where it says, i almost jump in, but i don’t like a gold rush bc the temptation is always there, the instincts. but like, as we know, the whole thing with the gold rush was that many people never found gold. it’s the pull of the bond vs. the woman at the other end of it, who has shown no interest in him. plus it reminds me of lucien asking feyre if elain is worth fighting for in acowar. he’s just so so cautious with his heart now 💔

i don’t like that anyone would die to feel your touch / everybody wants you i mean…… 👀 but we don’t have to talk about that rn. also? doesn’t eris ?? say somethin about “my brother’s pretty mate” ???? or do i just read too much fanfic oop either way, they really out here putting elain in an ugly dress so she wouldn’t accidentally catch eris’s eye in the court of nightmares. everybody wants a slice of that elain archeron pie !!

what must it be like to grow up that beautiful? i mean there’s the obvious, as we just discussed. but also, he really would have to wonder what it was like growing up that beautiful, in the sense that she has faced all this adversity and managed to stay kind and soft. he’d have to wonder what it was like to grow up universally loved. 😭😭

at dinner parties, i call you out on your contrarian shit ok so elain’s not exactly a contrarian if anything, lucien is lol BUT i wanna talk about this lyric in relation to the theory that elain gives people the her she thinks they want. and that lucien at the very least, is able to perceive that. he probably has all kinds of fantasies of ruining another awkward dinner by calling her on it. and to take things further, the coastal town we wandered ‘round had never seen a love as pure as it . walking through far-flung streets with her accompanying him on his travels.

BUT, considering the way things are lookin rn, especially from his perspective…. i can’t dare to dream about you anymore

ugh ugh ugh my heart !! and then the twist??? now saying i won’t call you out on your shit at dinner parties, because he’d never actually do that to her at least not AT dinner hehe so they’ll just eat in strained silence forever, probably. and then there’s the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it because it all feels so hopeless !!! like it’s never gonna happen!! it’s a gold rush ):

As someone who has a whole Elucien (Taylor's Version) playlist with this song on there, I am LOVING this!!! I viewed the song from Elain's POV as she watches Lucien dazzle every crowd he’s in, feeling both proud that he’s her mate (while still nervous and apprehensive around him) but can’t help being slightly annoyed at how many people seem to want his attention. I love how your breakdown and mine are essentially how the two of them would view each other at the same time HKJGUYJG. GREAT MINDS THINK ALIKE 'NONNIE!!!

I made a whole-ass playlist (read: thesis statement) maybe three years ago? I gotta find it and make updates to add Taylor's newer songs on there omg.

#elucien #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #AHHHHH you got me in my feels 'nonnie #asks #anon

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jessybarnes · 1 year ago

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Again congrats on the 500 followers!

💎 - just because i want to talk to you about "Stay"

First and foremost, I must say I can't comment much about your writing skill in terms of the use of "pretty words" and all, because i myself is new at writing. so i'm not nearly qualified to judge but!! What i can comment on is how you make feel throughout the fic. With that said, I will be needing you to compensate me because a heart has been broken. You have triggered the melancholy side of me and damn does it shatter my heart to pieces. I love me some one-sided love angst; I mean I always like reading how unrequited love is written. Like, the pain, the longing, the joy that laced with doubt, everything about it. And the way wrote it!! Just muahh *chef's kiss*. Now the three things I always love in my stories (whether in reading ot writing) are angst, fluff and smut. And the fact that you have these is also another reason why i love it!! I don't know what else to say so why not we go through some reaction that you pulled out of me.

Here's some real reaction that went through when reading this fic:

Your warning of "out of character bucky"

oh please, emotional or not, we love him regardless. Tbh it is nice to see diverse characteristic from bucky, like he does in this fic. It expand my imagination to interesting possibilities 💫

You immediately choked on the cereal, the milk going down the wrong pipe making your face turn a deep red.

The whole scene was fucking relatable i would spil everything in my mouth if i saw him like that too 😩🤌🏼

"..the moment you stepped off that elevator the first time, my heart was yours. It chose you, James. You."

The imagery in my head was too beautiful that I fell in love with bucky... again!

By the time you were finished, tears were sliding down your cheeks onto the paper. You took a deep shaky breath and tried to stifle your sobs.

This. This pain. Yup. This is what why I love reading unrequited angst 🥀

"I ruin everything I fuckin' touch…"

You can ruin me any time baby. Sorry, sorry. I was trying to distract myself from the pain 😭

His voice was firm, and it eerily resembled the tone he had when he was the Winter Soldier all those years ago.

Oooofff chills down my spine yall. Like imagine his eyes went void for just a split second there, so fast that Steve didn't manage to notice. Damn.

"A woman named Y/N Barnes was life-lined here. I need to see her."

*Gasped loudly* Excuse mee??? Am i your wife now?? When did we get married and how come I forgot??

"She's my wife!"

Wait. Wait. WAIT!! I am??!!! Omg am i married??!! To you?? (Not me talking to bucky as if he can hear me)

"Alright, I gotta ask… since… uh… when did Y/N become your wife, mate?"

EXACTLYYYYY. THANK YOU FOR ASKING!

"I w-was always scared. Scared to let you in, because I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want him to take you from me"

I'd do anything to have the soldat's cameo. Even if its just an allusion of him.

He would tell you stories from the ‘40s and at night Bucky would read to you.

I am a simple girl. I just want bucky to tell me stories of his past and read to me in my sleep. I'll die happy. 🤧

Then you woke up to Bucky and wait,… husband?!

*gasped in shock* we really don't know when we got married do we?

"I lied and said you were my wife so they'd let me see you."

God he is so dramatic and i love him so much 😭💞

"You like that, doll? Do you like when I kiss you here? Gonna mark your pretty skin so everyone knows you're mine."

Yes please 🧎🏻‍♀️🥺

Can't comment much on the smut because it was amazing I just forgot to jot down my reaction.

You kissed the tip of his nose and rested your head on his chest so you could hear his heartbeat.

I love soft kisses in fics. Giving or receiving. Please i just want to pamper every part of his face and body with all of my kisses.

You were finally home.

Urghhh such a classic line yet as powerful as ever.

So that conclude my long-ass ranting 😂

And just so you know, I have gone through all your bucky fics. I will properly reblog them when I have the time. With that said, I want to give special shoutout to another fic you wrote call "Unexpected Saviour" because it was so cute, I love Cadence so much; I want to blow raspberry against her cheeks.

Anyway, thank you for writing such amazing works, I enjoyed my time reading them. And I hope you will enjoy mine as well! Looking forward to hear from you soon! Until then, I'm sending virtual kisses and hugs!

– yinn 💙

BABY OH MY GOD 😭😭😭😭😭

PLEASE I AM SOBBING AT WORK, I- 🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

I can't even begin to explain to you how much this means to me. The amount of detail, research, tears, and dedication I put into Stay is monumental.

But this? This breakdown and detail of how you reacted? This blew me away and I cannot even tell you how happy this made me.

Unexpected Savior is actually about my daughter. She is in love with Bucky and has been since she was very young. She's almost 12 now, but I know for a fact that if Bucky was real and that scenario happened in real life she would do that. She'd defend him just like little Cadence did. (Cadence is actually her middle name 😅). And because I can't pass up an opportunity to gush about how cute my baby girl is, she wanted to propose to Sebastian for her birthday last year and I actually took her to meet him at New York comic con last October. She proposed, he said yes, and I recorded the autograph session. You can watch that video here. ❤️

But back to you, you amazing, beautiful, talented, sweetheart... I just... I'm speechless. I...I love you and I...I just...thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting me and reblogging my stuff and participating in my writing challenge and just...thank you for everything. 🥺❤️

Do you want to participate in my 500 Followers Celebration? Click here to join! ❤️

#j snow answers #winterarmyy #jessy loves yinn #jessybarnesreaches500 #i'm sobbing #this made my whole day #🥺🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

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ejsandfarkleslovebot · 4 months ago

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CHAPTER NINE, big time photo shoot

"Cool," Camille comments, looking at the picture of Big Time Rush in Pop Tiger Magazine. "You got your picture in Pop Tiger Magazine," She glances at Andi who stood next to her and then looks at the four boys who each had either a lot of bruises or something broken. "But what happened?"

"A lot." Andi replied. Andi was the only one out of the band that didn't have anything broken or bruised which surprised her. She thought she would at least have something bruised by the end of the day. She was glad that she was able to leave without any injuries.

"You guys look terrible." Camille bluntly said after looking at the boys.

"A lot." Andi replied with a heavy sigh. Andi was the only one out of the band that didn't have anything broken or bruised which surprised her. She thought she would at least have something bruised by the end of the day.

"What happened? That picture happened!" James exclaimed, angrily pointing at the picture with the other three.

"Camille," Kendall said. "Get ready for a twisted tale of adventure, danger, and nail-biting suspense." A look of disgust forms on Andi's face when he spits out a tooth. Kendall's eyebrows raises at seeing the tooth on his hand. "Hey, my tooth came out."

"No, wait. That's mine." Carlos took the tooth and put it back in his mouth, causing the others to look at him with disgust.

"So, we were enjoying a calm afternoon in the crib." Kendall started to explain.

FLASHBACK

Andi follows her mom into the boys' apartment, not surprised to see them playing hockey. She takes the air horn her mom had brought just in case if they needed it for a situation like this and she blares it. She stopped it and smiled when she got the boys immediately stopped playing and stood by each other at hearing the loud sound. Andi rolled her eyes when Carlos shoved Logan to the side randomly and had a smug smile on his face.

"Get your helmets off and your smiles on." Kelly tells the boys. Logan gets off the floor and hits Carlos' shoulder. "Gustavo pulled some strings, and if we hurry, you can make the next Pop Tiger hot-new-star pinup fold-out special Spring poster issue."

Andi chuckles a bit, mumbling under her breath, "Try saying that five times fast."

The boys look at Kelly with confusion. "Kelly, in English, please." Kendall said to her.

Kelly rolls her eyes. "It's picture day! Move it!"

Once the boys got their hockey gear off everyone got in the limo and goes to Rocque Records. "I can't believe we're gonna be in Pop Tiger." James smiled.

Carlos nods in agreement. "I know, it's totally awesome! What's a Pop Tiger?"

From her place between her mom and James, Andi chuckles lightly. "Pop Tiger is a popular magazine mostly only teens and some young adults get."

"Yes," James points at her. "Exactly." He then pulled out a Pop Tiger magazine from his pocket, showing it to Carlos.

Logan glances at him weirdly. "Is that Katie's? Please tell me that's Katie's."

"Yeah, it'd be a little weird if it wasn't Katie's." Andi admitted, looking over at James with a look.

James looks at them with offense. "Hey, this magazine has great articles for guys too, like 'Omg, I I'm'd the wrong BFF'."

Kendall raises his eyebrows as he read the title of an article. "'What one thing would hottie hunk Zak Zevon bring to a desert Island?'" He then sarcastically comments, "I gotta say, I'm curious." He opens the magazine to the page that article is on to find out the answer. "His dog Snowball!"

Andi chuckled, shaking her head. She was never really one for celebrity gossip, but she didn't mind the occasional magazine here and there. Though it was a big deal for the boys to be able to get a photo shoot with the magazine since they were an up and coming band.

"What?" Carlos takes the magazine from Kendall. "What an idiot. Everyone know you bring a Roller Coaster!"

Andi furrows her eyebrows. "How would that even work?"

Logan shakes his head. "It wouldn't. And besides, you don't bring a roller coaster. You bring a flare gun to signal passing ships."

"Oh," Carlos scoffs. "You don't think people are gonna see my extreme looping coconut coaster?"

Logan points at him. "Your Island is stupid."

Carlos glares at him. "Your Island is boring!"

Logan glares back at him. "No, you're boring." The two then start fighting and so Andi pressed the air horn she still held onto to get the two to stop.

"Will you two please stop fighting? Honestly, sometimes you guys act like a bunch of kids." She chided the two boys. The two look down at their laps, mumbling apologies. She smiled and set the air horn on her lap, leaning back against her seat.

Kelly looks at Andi with a thankful smile when Carlos and Logan stop fighting. Andi smiles back at her. Kelly looks at the boys. "You guys need to stay pretty. This picture could end up on the walls of millions of girls."

The boys look at Kelly with wide eyes and each of them ask, "Did you say millions of girls?"

When they got to Rocque Records they immediately heard girls screaming. Andi looks out the window, rolling her eyes at seeing the fangirls of Dak Zevon running towards the limo. A few seconds later the group of fangirls leave and Andi guessed they found out where Dak really was.

"Woah, what was that?" Kendall questioned as each of them got out of the limo.

"That was a pack of screaming fangirls looking for Dak Zevon." Kelly answers, showing the boys a fold-out picture of Dak. "He's in the recording studio recording vocals for Varsity Vampire 2: Game On. Just one great picture in Pop Tiger and those girls will be screaming for Big Time Rush."

At hearing that the boys quickly run up the stairs to the door. Andi and Kelly follow them inside and Andi was surprised to see Jennifer, Kendall's and Katie's mom, and Katie standing in the hangout area. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?" Kendall asked his mom and little sister.

"What, I can't just come down to see my big brother, who I love?" Katie inquired.

Kendall puts a hand over his heart and smiles. Andi chuckles lightly, putting a hand on her hip as she looks at Katie. "Let me guess, you're here for Dak Zevon?"

Katie nods and smiles. "Yep. I just want him to autograph this picture for my wall."

"Really?" James chuckles. "I didn't think you were in to that kind of stuff."

Katie shrugs. "I'm a pre-teen girl." She smiles at the picture she shows them. "He's a cute pop star. I'm not made of stone, you know."

"Oh, yeah. Let me take a look at that." Logan steps forward, taking the magazine from Katie. He then puts the picture of Dak in front of his face and pretends to be him to tease Katie. "Look, I'm Dak Zevon, and I love you Katie Knight."

Andi's eyes grow wide when the group of fangirls run into the room screaming. Kendall grabs her arm, pulling her away from the group of fangirls when they were close to her. He didn't want her to get knocked down. Andi's heart skipped a beat as he pulled her to his side, wrapping a protective arm around her waist. She blushed a little and sent him a thankful look, which he returned with a smile.

The girls tackle Logan to the ground, only to realize that he wasn't Dak. They get off of Logan and Andi and the boys quickly step to the side when the group of fangirls run down the hallway.

"Now, where's Dak recording?" Jennifer asked Kelly.

Kelly apologetically smiles. "Sorry. I'm not allowed to say."

Jennifer puts her hands on Katie's shoulders, turning Katie to face Kelly. "Oh, look into those eyes and say that."

Katie looks at Kelly with puppy dog eyes for a few seconds until Kelly finally caved. "Studio 'B' down the hall to the right. Just stop with those eyes." Kelly pleaded, taking a step back to stand beside her daughter.

That was when Andi realized she and Kendall still stood close to each other and his arm was still wrapped around her. It just felt so natural that she didn't even think about it until now. She looked at him and he blushed a bit when their eyes met. He quickly let her go and she stepped to the side as she crossed her arms, trying not to miss his warmth. Kendall had to admit he didn't want to pull away from her. He wanted to stay like that a bit longer, but he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

Andi watches Logan stand up with wide eyes, seeing that he had one arm had somehow got out of the armhole of his long sleeve shirt. After he calmed down he follows Carlos, James, and Kendall to the studio where they heard loud music.

Andi lets out a sigh, glancing over at her mom with narrowed eyes when she saw her mom looking at her with a smirk. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I saw it." Kelly responds, referring to her and Kendall being close earlier. "You and Kendall, getting all touchy-feely. I saw it."

"There was no getting touchy-feely." Andi denies, feeling her face heat up. "He just didn't want me to get run over by a pack of fangirls."

"Uh-huh." Kelly says, raising an eyebrow. "Sure. If you say so."

Andi sends her a small glare. "Alright, fine. Maybe there was a little bit of getting touchy-feely," Andi admits reluctantly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as her heart raced. "But it was just a momentary thing. We were caught up in the chaos of the fangirl stampede, that's all."

Kelly chuckles softly, giving Andi a knowing look. "Sure, honey. Whatever you say."

Andi rolls her eyes playfully, but she couldn't shake off the warm feeling that lingered from being so close to Kendall. She couldn't deny that there was something special about their connection, something that made her heart flutter and her cheeks flush whenever he was near. It was a feeling that she hadn't felt before, and it was a feeling that she hoped would only grow stronger.

Andi follows her mom into the recording studio where it was set up as a photo shoot area. Bright lights lit up the room, a white back drop was set up, and there were fog machines and cameras. "This is so not like school picture day." Kendall noticed.

"Oh!" Marcos realizes that they were there and walks over to the group, holding his camera. He smiles at the boys. "Are you ready to rock my camera?"

"What?" The four boys questioned since they couldn't hear him over the loud music.

Marcos stops the music, throwing the remote off to the side before looking back at the boys. "That's better! So how are you guys doing?"

The boys start speaking at once, not really for sure what to say. Gustavo walks over to stand beside Marcos. "Boys, this is Marcos Del Posey, the best teen idol photographer on the planet.

"Some say photographer," Marcos smiles. "Some say magician. Mira. One camera." Andi blinks, leaning backwards a bit when he suddenly takes pictures of them. She didn't expect him to do that and the sudden bright light of the camera flash caught her off guard. "The boys quickly shake their heads and exclaim, "No!"

Marcos frowns. "Marcos invented the stuffy puppy shot."

"Yeah, no." Gustavo takes the stuffed puppy from him, throwing it to the side of the room. Gustavo looks at the boys. "What I want is a simple shot of the four best friends just chilling and being themselves."

Kendall smiles and points at Gustavo in a sign of agreement. "I totally agree."

Gustavo points back at him. "I totally don't care. Now get on the backdrop and look handsome."

The four boys go over to stand in front of the backdrop. Everything was going great until Carlos and Logan started arguing. Andi overheard something about Carlos bringing a fridge packed with ice cream to his island and Logan argued it wouldn't work. They started slap fighting each other in front of poor Kendall who leaned back with a grimaced and tried not to get accidentally hit. Andi grinned when she raised the air horn she still held and used it again. She had to admit she loved using the air horn. Carlos and Logan immediately stopped fighting and look over at er.

"I love this thing." Andi muttered to herself, a smirk forming on her face.

"Dogs, heel!" Gustavo tells the boys. "We need a great picture before the Pop Tiger Magazine gets here in two hours. And now look into the camera and think about something funny."

"You mean like that?" Kendall asked, gesturing to Marcos who was bent over looking into his bag right beside the fog machine and it looked like the fog was coming out of him. The boys start laughing at the scene, Carlos even wrapped his arms around James and Kendall while Kendall had a hand on Logan's shoulder. Andi honestly thought it looked like this could be a great picture.

"Take the picture now before something goes wrong!" Gustavo exclaimed.

Marcos glances at him with offense. "What could go wrong? I am Marcos!"

Kelly shakes her head. "Oh, you don't know these boys, so snap the picture now."

Marcos shrugs, gets up, and goes over to stand behind the camera. He was about to take the picture when someone shouts, "Freeze!"

Andi looks over along with the others, not expecting to see two police officers. "Gustavo Rocque, you failed to report to your court-ordered community service." The male officer said as they both walk over to take ahold of Gustavo's arms.

Gustavo looks at them with confusion. "Officers, I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm talking destroying Matthew McConaughey's mailbox with…" The woman officer looks over at Kelly, letting go of Gustavo's arm to grab Kelly's arm. "Her."

Andi looks at her mom with wide eyes and scolds her. "Mom!"

Kelly panics, pointing at Gustavo. "He made me be the lookout!"

"I still can't believe you went along with it." Andi sighed. She hoped that her mom and Gustavo would be okay.

"Hey, I'm the victim here." Gustavo pointed out. "He plays the bongos 'till 3 in the morning!"

"Let's go." The male officer said, pushing Gustavo out of the studio.

"Wait, what?!" Andi watched with worry and shock as the officers push Kelly and Gustavo out of the studio.

Andi looks at the boys, sharing a panicked look with them before she looks at Marcos when he speaks. "Drama." Marcos got a remote out of his pocket, turning the music back on. Andi furrowed her eyebrows when he gets a stuffed puppy and she really hoped that this wouldn't go down hill, but she had a bad feeling that iA few minutes have past and Andi was quite surprised to see Griffin and two of his assistants walk into the room. "Great news, everyone. I'm in charge." Griffin announced and a confused expression forms on Andi's and the boys' faces.

Griffin walks over to stand beside Marcos, looking at the boys with a smile. "Now, let's get my big-time boys on the walls of teen girls everywhere."

Andi lets out a small sigh of relief and the boys go back into their positions they were in the first time they tried taking the picture. Marcos went to press the button to take the picture. "All I have to do is push this button and…"

"Wait." Griffin interrupts and Marcos stops. "This isn't bad, but…Change everything." Griffin smiles. "We need something bolder, something nobody's ever seen before."

Now the boys were dressed in Matadors outfits standing in front of a space themed backdrop. It was obvious that Andi and the boys were the only ones who were not happy with this idea, but no one seemed to care about that.

"Space Matadors." Griffin grinned, gesturing to the boys.

Marcos smiles. "I love it!"

"He's right." Logan pointed at Griffin.

"No one's ever seen this before." The four boys spoke in a monotone voice. would.

"This is really messed up." Carlos commented.

"Our first picture, and it's going to brand us forever as Space Matadors!" James angrily remarked.

Logan sighs. "This is not going to impress millions of girls. I would say six or seven max."

"Probably not even that." Andi voiced, sheepishly smiling at Logan when he sent her a small glare. She felt bad for the boys and wished there was some way she could help them out, but she wasn't sure how.

"Smile pretty, pretty." Marcos said to the boys, going to press the button to take the picture.

"Wait." Griffin stopped Marcos from taking the picture causing Marcos to let out a frustrated sigh while Andi and the boys let out sighs of relief.

"The teen girl inside me says something's missing." Griffin commented.

"Marcos knows what it is." Marcos left the room to grab something.

Andi looks back at the boys when she heard Carlos, James, and Logan say, "Kendall."

"Don't panic." Kendall tells them. He points at the door. "In three seconds, Gustavo will barge through that door and fix everything like he always does."

"One…"

"Two…"

Disappointment falls on Andi's and the boys' faces at seeing Marcos holding stuffed animals in his hands instead of seeing Gustavo. Marcos smiles. "Giant stuffy puppies for everyone."

"That's not Gustavo." Carlos states the obvious. "This is going very bad." Andi sighed and the boys nodded in agreement.

Marcos hands the boys each a stuffed puppy before going back to the camera. "Perfect." Griffin complimented. "This photo is now bold and cute and cuddly. Let's shoot it."

"Smile pretty, pretty." Marcos speaks to the boys who forces a smile at the camera.

"Okay." Kendall nods. "Now we panic."

BACK TO PRESENT DAY

"Okay, I get it." Camille now sat on a chair beside Andi who sat next to her. There were also even a few people who had come over to listen in on the story. "You guys didn't want to look like Space Matadors, but then what happened?"

"Top Teen photographer Marcos was about to take the picture when…"

CONTINUATION OF FLASHBACK

Marcos frustratingly waves his arms around for a second when Kendall speaks up. "Wait! We can't take this photo."

Andi furrows her eyebrows, wondering what he was going to say. Griffin looks at Kendall with confusion. "Why not?"

"Because it's not finished." Kendall replies. "I mean, sure, it's bold, and…"

"And cute and cuddly." James adds. "But we don't have, uh…"

"A snowmobile." Carlos randomly said and everyone looked at him with confusion.

"Sure." Kendall nods, going along with it. "With a snowmobile you're bold, cuddly, and dangerous."

Logan nods. "It's the pop pinup hat trick."

"The Space Matadors are right." Griffin agrees and then told his assistants to get him a snowmobile. Griffin looks at everyone. "Everyone take five for a snowmobile break!"

The boys throws the stuffed animals on the floor, rushing into Gustavo's office. Andi follows them, seeing that they took the hats off. The hats were awful as well with the whole outfit in her opinion. "We cannot let Griffin take this photo." Kendall speaks angrily. He points at Carlos, looking at him with a smile. "By the way, kudos on the snowmobile idea."

Kendall sits on the edge of the desk beside where James was standing while Carlos points back at Kendall. "Which is why I'm taking one with me on my desert island."

Andi went to sit on the edge on the other side of the desk as Logan slaps Carlos' shoulder. "A desert island has a tropical climate, professor."

"Will you just let me have fun on my desert island? It's mine!" Carlos complained.

"Well," James gets his lucky comb out of his pocket. "I'm taking my lucky comb."

Logan looks at him with furrowed eyebrows. "But you're alone. No one's gonna see your hair."

"Hey, I'm there." James pointed out and Andi rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Focus!" Kendall called out, causing his friends to nod in agreement and look at him.

"Right." They spoke in unison.

"We need to figure out a way to change the photo." Kendall continued.

"Yes, from cuddly space matadors to…" Logan looks around for an idea when he noticed a Pop Tiger magazine laying on a nearby couch with it open to a Dak Zevon picture." Something like this." He said, putting the picture in front of him. His friends all smile and nod in agreement.

"There he is!"

Carlos jumps on the couch as a group of fangirls ran into the room. Kendall had grabbed Andi's arm again to pull her close and out of the way of the stampede, wrapping his arms around her. Andi's heart fluttered and she couldn't deny that she enjoyed the feeling of being so close to him.

"It's not him." One of the girls realized and then all the fangirls ran out of the room, screaming.

Kendall reluctantly pulls away from Andi to get up and close the door quickly as the fangirls left. "Okay, let's put this photo away before someone gets killed." He decided, picking up the photo of Dak Zevon in the magazine. Andi hated how much she missed his touch, but she was glad he was there to help her out of the way of those fangirls.

Andi nods, looking at the boy who was still on the floor. "For Logan's safety."

"Now, where's Gustavo, 'cause he should be saving our photo!" James angrily exclaimed.

"Gustavo's probably not coming back for awhile." Andi sighed.

Kendall points at her in a sign of agreement as he nods before he looks at her and the others. "Which means we have to do this on our own."

"Ouchies." Logan groans from his spot on the floor and James reaches a hand down to help him up. When Logan gets up, Andi notices his jacket was on backwards. Logan looks down at himself with panic. "Is my head on backwards?"

"No, genius." Andi chuckles. "Only your jacket." Logan sighed with relief.

Grinning, Carlos puts his helmet on. "And we're in charge now." He looks at Kendall. "What do we do?"

"We're gonna take a secret photo and give that to the Pop Tiger messenger when he gets here." Kendall answered.

"James, you're in charge of wardrobe." Kendall points at James and James nods. "We need cooler clothes. No offense to Matadors. Logan, we need to get this room super bright like Marcos' lights." Kendall tells Logan. Logan nods, looking around the room until he notices two lamps behind him and picks them up. Kendall points at Carlos. "And Carlos, you're gonna break down any door that stands in our way."

"Great, but we still need a camera and a white backdrop." James reminded the group.

Andi grabs a nearby remote, pressing a button making a white backdrop fall behind where Carlos, James, and Logan are standing. She smiles. "Only need a camera. And I can probably try to get one of Marcos' cameras." She suggests, setting the remote down. "But we have to be quick."

Kendall smiles, nodding in approval. "Okay, great. Thanks."

"And when are we gonna do all of this?" Logan asked.

"We've got plenty of time." Kendall responds. "You know how long it's going to take for Griffin to find a snowmobile in L.A?"

All of a sudden the door opens causing Carlos, James, and Logan to quickly move over to where Andi and Kendall are sitting on the desk while they all screamed. Andi and Kendall had instinctively grabbed onto each other and both of their hearts were beating fast. Griffin is at the door on a snowmobile, revving the engine. "Look what daddy found. Now go let's take the picture."

Andi and the boys were back in the studio and now the boys were on the snowmobile. "My inner teen girl is so putting this picture on her wall." Griffin smiled.

"Yeah, I would not." Andi muttered under her breath. She would not put this picture up on her wall and she's sure no other teen girl would either. This wasn't a good idea. The boys didn't want this. Andi felt bad for them, but what could she do to help? She couldn't exactly stop them. They just had to wait for the right moment when they can take the secret photo.

"My inner teen girl says we need…" Marcos grabs another stuffed puppy. "One more stuffy puppy."

Griffin looks at him. "Your inner teen girl is wrong."

Marcos shrugs, throwing the stuffed puppy over his shoulders and goes to take the picture. "Wait!" Kendall shouts. Marcos groans. "We need more fog."

"He's right." Marcos agrees with Kendall. "We need more fog."

James and Logan get up and start putting more fog in the room, but it got to the point where they all needed to leave the room to breathe. "That might have been too much fog." Marcos coughed.

"Alright, everyone. Fog break. Five minutes." Griffin told everyone and he and Marcos walks off.

Kendall points at Andi who shows the camera that she snuck out. "Secret photo time."

"Let's go! Let's go!"

Andi and the boys rush down the stairs to where the wardrobe room is at only to find that it was locked. They stood back as Carlos runs at the door, getting it to open.

"That was fun!" Carlos exclaimed after a loud crash is heard.

The other three boys rush into the room, closing the door behind them while Andi stayed out in the hallway, making sure that no one was coming by. A few seconds later Andi looks over when the door opens, furrowing her eyebrows at seeing that they looked nice from only the waist up. "I hope you guys know you still have those Matadors pants on."

"We know." James rolls his eyes. "We'll just shoot it from the waist up."

"Okay." Andi nods and gestures for them to get going. "Boys, let's go!"

Once they get back to Gustavo's office the boys put their Matadors jackets and hats out of the way. James closed the door while Logan set up the lamps and Andi got the camera ready.

"Alright, boys. Smile." Andi said once they stood in front of the white backdrop. Andi makes sure the picture will be from the waist u. When she was about to take the picture she saw a red light on the camera. She groans. "Got a problem."

"Problem?" Kendall furrows his eyebrows. "What problem?"

"Camera's dead." Andi sighed with annoyance. Of course this would happen.

The boys drop their heads in defeat after hearing that. The five of them look over at the door when they hear someone knocking. The boys quickly get their Matadors outfits on. The five teens stood in front of the camera and the light set up they made to hide it from Griffin.

"Hey, fellas. The fog's gone." Griffin informs them. "Let's take that picture."

The boys fake their excitement and the five teens follow Griffin and his assistants back to the studio.

"Alright, the Pop Tiger messenger is on it's way." Griffin spoke as the boys got back on the snowmobile with holding the stuffed puppies. "Now, let's take this picture."

"Wait!" This time Andi shouted along with the boys. They were getting desperate and didn't want the photo to be taken.

"No more waiting!" Marcos yelled, looking annoyed and frusturated.

Griffin gets his two assistants to go stand on either side of the picture set up area so the boys couldn't escape. "Now, smile pretty, pretty." Marcos smiled.

"Well, maybe girls will like Space Matadors on a star-mobile holding stuffy puppies." Carlos nervously smiles at his friends.

"They won't." James and Logan said to Carlos.

"Well, this'll never work." Kendall dropped the stuffed puppy, taking out the Pop Tiger magazine, brought the fan near him closer to him, and put the magazine in front of the fan.

The magazine gets blown over to Griffin and he exclaims, "I've been hit!"

"Oh my gosh, it's Dak Zevon!" Andi exclaimed, going along with Kendall's plan.

Andi quickly steps back when she hears the screams of fangirls, her eyes growing wide as they tackle Griffin to the floor and end up dragging Marcos to the floor. The boys threw the stuffed puppies to the floor and get off the snowmobile, moving to stand beside Andi. Andi quickly caught the camera when it was thrown into the air near her.

"I can't believe that actually worked." Logan smiled.

"Let's go, go, go!" Andi shouts urgently and gestures for the boys to go to the office, wanting to get this picture taken in time. While they get out to the hallway, the boys start to take off their Matadors outfits.

"Andi, dogs, what is going on here?" Gustavo questioned as he and Kelly rushed over to them, both wearing orange jumpsuits. Andi was confused about why they were wearing orange jumpsuits but she didn't say anything about it.

"Oh, we're saving our photo from Griffin." Kendall replied, gesturing to the studio.

Each of them look over when they see the messenger for Pop Tiger magazine drive in on a scooter. "Here to pick up a photo card for Pop Tiger Magazine."

Andi and the boys point at him, each of them speaking at the same time, "Coming right up."

Andi and the boys go to Gustavo's office and while the boys get their jackets off Andi makes sure that this camera she has is charged. Gustavo and Kelly walk in, looking around with confusion as Logan turn on the lamps that he had set up.

"'Kay, boys. Ready?" Andi asks after the boys got in their positions and had the clothes they picked out on. When they nod and smile at her, she returns the smile. "Smile pretty, pretty." She said in the same accent as Marcus did. She took the picture from the waist up and the boys let out a sigh of relief at hearing the click of the camera. The Puerto Rican girl got the memory card out of the camera and handed it to the Pop Tiger messenger with a polite smile.

"See you in Pop Tiger, boys." The messenger said to the boys before he left and the boys cheered, happy they finally got the photo they wanted.

They stop and turn to Gustavo when he speaks. "I don't know what happened here today, but maybe we should leave the dogs alone more often." He said as he shares a look with Kelly. "And I'll be more assured nothing bad will happen 'cause Andi will be with them and she's more responsible than the four of them put together." Andi grinned, pleased by the compliment from him since it was rare.

Everyone looks over at the vent in the wall when the gate is kicked off. Katie stands up with a wide smile on her face. "Hey, guys. Look who I found today." She pointed to her left as Dak Zevon stood beside her. Andi's eyes grow wide and her mouth formed into an 'o' shape. She wasn't expecting to see him and Katie. She thought it was sweet that Katie helped Dak out.

"I think she just saved my life." Dak chuckled lightly with a small smile, putting a hand on Katie's shoulder which caused the young girl to grin.

"That's Dak Zevon!" Katie shouted excitedly.

Andi and the boys quickly tell her to be quiet and at hearing the fangirl's screams, Katie pushed Dak down behind the desk so he was hidden. Andi quickly got out of the way, hiding behind her mom as the pack of screaming fangirls ran into the room and tackled the four boys.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Huh, who knew such a simple picture could bring you so close to death." Camille remarked.

James smiles. "But it was totally worth it."

Carlos nods. "'Cause we're gonna be on the wall of millions of girls."

"All over the country." Logan added.

Camille chuckles lightly. "Of course you are. 'Cause Dak Zevon is on the other side."

The four boys sit up, looking at her with wide eyes along with Andi. "What?!"

Camille turns the picture around, showing them the picture of Dak Zevon, and Andi and the boys groan.

Andi pouts, leaning back against the chair she sat on with crossed arms. "We did all of that work for nothing."

#bigtimerush #andiwainwright #kendall #james #logan #carlos #band #music #camille #photoshoot #katie #jennifer #gustavo #kelly #dak zevon

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seitmai · 6 months ago

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“We pulled an all-nighter!” He says excitedly, “It was so fun. We ate all the snacks and candy we had left.” “Oh you’re gonna crash so hard, little Kernsie,” Bradley chuckles from behind you. “You brought Roo?” He lights up, looking behind you, “And Jake?! Nice!”

I'm happy to hear that pulling (or trying to pull) an all-nighter the last night of camp is apparently universal (I can say this as an avid camp attendees and later counselor or organizer) and how cute is Drew bring so happy about Bradley and Jake🥹

“Me either,” Jake says as he opens the door and pushes Drew’s booster to the middle, “Bradshaw?” “Nope,” Bradley agrees, letting Drew slide past before climbing in after him. You snort at the three of them packed into the backseat. Drew falls asleep before you hit the highway, head on Jake’s shoulder and his hand in Bradley’s.

What a sight to see🥰😍

“I hope…” you take a deep breath, “I hope that someday we can…maybe wake up next to each other? Like every day?”Jake smiles as he tilts your chin to press a tender kiss on your lips, “I hope so too.”

🥰🥰🥰

“Yeah, Pen asked me weeks ago to bartend so she and Mav can go out sailing. Thanks though,” he replies.

I can see Bradley thriving behind the bar 😅

“I can take him if you want?” Jake offers, “That way he doesn’t have to go in the ladies or alone.” “You don’t mind?” You ask, knowing how much Drew hates it when you make him go in the women’s bathroom, but not nearly as much as you dread letting him go in the men’s alone. “Not at all,” Jake replies, rising to his feet.

Omg this is the best thing a guy can do, seriously!!🥹 I've nannied a bunch of boys and taking them to the bathroom is always exactly this struggle

“Jake had some in his wallet,” Drew replies, “he put ‘em on after he cleaned me up. See?” he straightens his legs.

Omg Jake is a fellow "bandaid in their wallet" I never meet people that do that 😭🥹

“I cried a little,” Drew leans over to whisper, “and then I got embarrassed but Jake hugged me and told me it’s okay to cry. He said even he cries sometimes too.” You’re afraid he’ll realize you’re about to cry if you speak, so instead you kiss the top of his head.

Now I'm crying too 😭

“And,” Drew continues, “he said ice cream makes everything better.” “I think he’s right,” you laugh as he catches a drip on his tongue. “I think so too,” Drew grins, taking the offered napkin from Jake.

Not Jake having a napkin ready 🥹

“Me too,” Drew yawns, “You’d be a really good dad, Jake; a good step-dad too.” The words tug at your heartstrings and by Jake’s pause, they’re tugging on his too. “Thank you,” Jake’s voice is rough with emotion, “that means a lot to me.” You know it does; especially because his dad was so awful. “Maybe you’ll be mine someday,” Drew adds sleepily. “I hope so,” Jake murmurs, “G’night buddy.”

Your hands grip his tee shirt, attempting to take him with you as he guides you onto your back but he resists, pulling back from your lips, “Wait,” he chuckles breathlessly as you try to pull him back in, “I gotta tell you this first,” he nips your bottom lip before settling on his forearms above you, effectively pinning you down. “I love you too. And I’m not just saying it because you said it first. I couldn’t get you off my mind after the night we met, and I knew I was in trouble the first night I slept here when you opened up to me about Andy after your nightmare. Then I saw you in mom-mode with Drew at the beach and I knew I was fucked. You’re an incredible woman, Reese; resilient, smart, beautiful…I know we haven’t been together long but I also know I want to spend the rest of my life loving you…and Drew, if you’ll let me.”

Ahhhh finally 🥳👏🏻🥹😭🥰

All of Me

Part 17

(previous part here, next part here)

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x You/OFC

Summary: Drew comes home from camp. You and Jake have a heart to heart.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Fluff. This chapter is pretty tame (smut-wise) but the rest of it is not.

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“You got yourself a good one, kid,” Ron murmurs later that evening as he gives you a rare hug goodbye. Tina’s been giving you not-at-all-subtle looks and elbow nudges all afternoon, but Ron has always been hard to read and isn’t a hugger so the rare display of affection brings tears to your eyes. “Andy would’ve liked him too.”

“I think so too,” you whisper, sniffing as you pull back, “thanks for coming.”

Bradley heads out too and it’s just you and Jake again. You were ready for Drew to come home but the time alone has been good for you two.

You lead Jake upstairs and show him how you feel with your body since you’re not yet able to say it.

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The work week passes quickly and it’s Saturday before you know it. Bradley joins you and Jake for the ride that feels twice as long from the excitement of seeing your boy again.

“Mom!”

You hear him just as you’re knocked back a step, his skinny arms squeezing you so tight.

“I missed you so much,” Drew says, voice muffled.

“I missed you too,” you reply, squeezing him. He looks up at you and smiles but you can’t help but notice the dark circles under his eyes, “When’s the last time you slept?”

“We pulled an all-nighter!” He says excitedly, “It was so fun. We ate all the snacks and candy we had left.”

“Oh you’re gonna crash so hard, little Kernsie,” Bradley chuckles from behind you.

“You brought Roo?” He lights up, looking behind you, “And Jake?! Nice!”

You laugh as he lets you go to give them each a hug too. After Drew gives a quick tour of the camp and introduces his new friends, it’s time to head back home.

“Will you guys sit in the back with me?” Drew asks Jake and Bradley, already yawning on the walk back to the car.

“Don’t you think that might be a little cramped?” You ask.

“I don’t mind,” Drew says, shrugging his shoulders.

You laugh. He’s not the one you’re worried about.

“Me either,” Jake says as he opens the door and pushes Drew’s booster to the middle, “Bradshaw?”

“Nope,” Bradley agrees, letting Drew slide past before climbing in after him.

You snort at the three of them packed into the backseat.

Drew falls asleep before you hit the highway, head on Jake’s shoulder and his hand in Bradley’s.

•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>

Bradley carries a half-asleep Drew inside when you get back, giving you a moment alone with Jake.

“I’m gonna miss you tonight,” you murmur as he wraps his arms around you, “I like having you in my bed.”

“I like it too; your bed is way more comforta-hey! I’m kidding,” he laughs when you pinch his butt, “I’m going to miss you too. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to wake up next to you.”

“I hope…” you take a deep breath, “I hope that someday we can…maybe wake up next to each other? Like every day?”

Real smooth, Reese.

Jake smiles as he tilts your chin to press a tender kiss on your lips, “I hope so too.”

I love you.

It’s on the tip of your tongue but then Bradley steps back outside.

“He’s on the couch,” he says as he approaches, “pretty sure he’s gonna fall back asleep though.”

“Thanks, Roo,” You smile.

“You sure you can’t come tomorrow?” Jake asks him, kissing your forehead before pulling away. Jake got tickets for the Padres game to surprise Drew.

“Yeah, Pen asked me weeks ago to bartend so she and Mav can go out sailing. Thanks though,” he replies.

“Next time?” Jake asks.

“Sure,” Bradley agrees.

They both leave a few minutes later, wanting to give Drew a chance to settle back in and get some much-needed rest.

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“Are you sure you don’t have to go to the bathroom before we find our seats?” You ask Drew once more as you reach the steps to your seats.

Drew had been over the moon when Jake showed up wearing a Padre’s hat with a matching one for him in hand.

“Yes Mom, I’m sure,” he sighs dramatically.

“Here we are,” Jake says, stepping aside to let you in first.

Drew’s fidgeting with excitement during the Star Spangled Banner…but it continues through the first inning.

“Maybe I do have to go to the bathroom,” Drew says sheepishly. “Sorry,” he giggles when you roll your eyes.

“It’s alright,” you smile, “let’s go.”

“I can take him if you want?” Jake offers, “That way he doesn’t have to go in the ladies or alone.”

“You don’t mind?” You ask, knowing how much Drew hates it when you make him go in the women’s bathroom, but not nearly as much as you dread letting him go in the men’s alone.

“Not at all,” Jake replies, rising to his feet. “I’ve got my phone if you need me.”

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25 minutes pass and but as you pull out your phone to see what’s going on, they come back.

“Long line?” you ask before noticing Drew’s red, puffy eyes. “Oh no, what happened?”

“Someone stepped on the back of his shoe and tripped him,” Jake explains with a frown, “didn’t even stop to say sorry.”

“What a jerk,” you mutter, “you okay?”

“I am now,” Drew says between licks of his ice cream cone as he sits in the middle seat. “I scraped both of my knees and they were bleeding.”

“That’s no good. I think I still have bandaids in here…” You trail off as you start digging through your purse.

“Jake had some in his wallet,” Drew replies, “he put ‘em on after he cleaned me up. See?” he straightens his legs.

“I do see. Looks like he good job too,” you smile, looking over his head at Jake. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” he replies, putting his arm in the back of Drew’s seat. His fingers brush over your neck, making you shiver.

“I cried a little,” Drew leans over to whisper, “and then I got embarrassed but Jake hugged me and told me it’s okay to cry. He said even he cries sometimes too.”

You’re afraid he’ll realize you’re about to cry if you speak, so instead you kiss the top of his head.

“And,” Drew continues, “he said ice cream makes everything better.”

“I think he’s right,” you laugh as he catches a drip on his tongue.

Jake laughs as he notices Drew’s predicament and reaches into his pocket.

“I think so too,” Drew grins, taking the offered napkin from Jake.

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It’s a tied game until the end but the Padres manage to pull off a win.

“My feet hurt,” Drew whines, dragging them as he starts to crash down from the sugar high on the long walk back to Jake’s truck.

“Want a piggyback ride?” Jake offers, leaning back when Drew nods.

You snap a picture of the pair as you trail behind them, smiling at Drew’s squeals as Jake takes off.

•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>

“You okay?” Jake asks a few minutes after Drew closes his eyes in the back. “You’re kind of quiet.”

“I’m good,” you confirm, reaching over to intertwine your fingers in his, “just thinking. I-“ you glance to the backseat; Drew’s eyes are closed but you’re not convinced he’s asleep, “I mean, we…need to talk.”

Jake looks over, worried. “Is it because I got him ice cream? I’m sorry, I knew I should’ve asked you first.”

“No,” you laugh, shaking your head, “it’s nothing bad, I promise.”

He nods with an unreadable expression.

•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>•<•>

Back at home, you get increasingly nervous and by the looks he keeps giving you, Jake can tell. Hoping he won’t notice your hands shaking, you start folding the clean towels you threw on your bed as Drew gets ready for bed.

“Need help with that?” Jake’s lip quirks as he watches you fold, unfold, and refold the same towel.

“I’ve got it,” you laugh, “thanks.”

“I’m in bed!” Drew yells from his room, “Jake, will you tuck me in tonight?”

“Sure,” Jake replies after making sure you’re okay with it, “I’m coming.”

You can’t resist padding silently down the hall a moment later to listen by the doorway.

“Thank you for taking us to the game today,” Drew’s sweet, sleepy voice is the first thing you hear.

“Thanks for coming with me,” Jake replies, “I had a lot of fun.”

“Me too,” Drew yawns, “You’d be a really good dad, Jake; a good step-dad too.”

The words tug at your heartstrings and by Jake’s pause, they’re tugging on his too.

“Thank you,” Jake’s voice is rough with emotion, “that means a lot to me.”

You know it does; especially because his dad was so awful.

“Maybe you’ll be mine someday,” Drew adds sleepily.

“I hope so,” Jake murmurs, “G’night buddy.”

“Night,” Drew mumbles, close to drifting off, “will you stay with me for just another minute?”

“‘Course,” Jake replies.

You blink back tears as you silently tiptoe back to your room.

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“He’s out like a light,” Jake says a few minutes later as he walks into your bedroom. He sets his keys on your dresser before sitting beside you on the bed. “What did you want to talk about?” He asks, reaching for your hand.

“I love you,” you blurt out, cringing at the lack of finesse as you look down at your intertwined hands, “I…the way you treat Drew, how you include Bradley without jealousy, last weekend when you invited my late husband’s family to dinner so you could get to know them…” you trail off, swallowing the lump in your throat before looking him in the eye.

Which isn’t a good idea, because the tears filling your eyes spill over when you see his eyes are filled too.

“God, Jake,” you continue, lifting your hand to cup his jaw, “I’ve been on autopilot, just going through the motions since Andy died; I thought a part of me died too…until I met you. You brought me back to life. This,” you motion between you two before your hand returns to his jaw, “still scares me, but what scares me more is going back to that emptiness I felt. I love you, Jake.”

Jake surges forward, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. The racing thoughts and worries in your mind clear as his tongue brushes against your bottom lip, and he groans deeply when you grant him permission.

You just nod through your tears and pull him down for a kiss, afraid the sob building in your throat will escape if you speak.

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A/N: Ugh…sorry for the delay in posting. This week sucked and I could not get this chapter to come out and I’m still not sure how I feel about it TBH.

But they love each other and now they know it 😊

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superblysubpar · 2 years ago

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I gotta say this part right here had me flushed

He laughs a little, quiet and raspy, rolling his hips against you harder and gripping at your thigh roughly, “I’m not important?” his lips skim over your jaw, sloppy and hungry, his breath short and ragged as he mouths at your neck, “It was my name you screamed last night when you came,” lips pressing a kiss under your ear, punctuating each word with more, “All. Three. Times

I LOVE a jealous Steve Omg I’m in love with this portrayal you’ve written

Thank you so much 💛🫣 I'm kind of in love with a jealous little rough Steve too I'm not gonna lie...

He's so...mmm. yup. He's just...he...

I mean...look at that face. Don't you wanna make him a little annoyed with you? Don't you want him to take you in the bathroom and -

#taylor's asks 💋#we'll call it love

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s1ater · 3 years ago

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who’s the swim pro now?

pairings. steve harrington x fem!reader

about. will lovers lake rekindle yours and steve’s past friendship?

warnings. foul language, uh, STRANGER THINGS S4 SPOILERS OMG I FORGOT SORRY

ricky rocks. stranger things rebirth ☝️

five people in one canoe—this was not a smart idea. you realized this now as you were practically tipping into the waters of lovers lake, watching dustin, lucas, and max grow smaller and smaller from the shore line as eddie and robin paddle you all further and further into the blue.

how you ended up in this position—you weren’t exactly sure but it all started with chasing down a news story for the hawkins high school paper, something you honestly should have stayed out of.

you sat in the middle of the boat, watching the waves slowly splash against the side, implementing cold weather to consume you. this wasn’t the way you imagined to spend your spring break, but you also never imagined to come in contact with steve harrington ever again.

“woah, woah, slow down guys,” nancy reached out causing both eddie and robin to stop paddling the boat, all of you now looking to her where she held the compass and it’s now derange state; shaking in the palm of her hand.

you watched the needle spin so fast it looked as if it would break off, making you narrow your brows. you watched until you looked to meet nancy’s eyes; she was smiling.

“what’s going on guys, why’d you stop?” your ears perked up to the sound of dustin’s voice through the forgotten walkie that sat in the back.

robin quickly grabbed it, “uh, dustin your compass has gone wonky to wonky with a capitol ‘ahh’.”

you all looked back to it before watching steve begin to unlace his shoes.

“wait, steve, what’re you doing?”

“somebody’s gotta go down there and check this out,” he explained. “unless one of you four can top being a hawkins high swim co-captain and a certified lifeguard for three years, then… it’s gotta be me. no complaints, all right?”

you watched him, your expression still tight with practically confused thoughts. steve now stood, beginning to take off his shirt.

“co-captain of the swim team, my ass. sit down harrington, and watch a pro go to work.”

he stared down to you hesitantly, eyeing you up and down, taken aback at this sudden proposition. he almost didn’t believe the challenging stare you had, but he shrugged, deciding why not and knowing you wouldn’t take no for an answer, “okay, y/l/n, show us what you got.”

you took his place in stance, now unzipping your jacket to reveal a plain tank top that barely laid over your stomach before running your thumbs around the waistband of your jeans.

“woah, don’t tell me you’re just gonna-”

“relax,” you gave eddie a pointed look before pulling down your pants, revealing the pair of boxers you wore for shorts. “ever heard of layering?”

he seemed to shy away at this after a clear exhale of relief came from the group, glad to know you weren’t about to reveal your bare ass.

“see you on the other side,” you looked between all four of them before tipping your head and turning, diving precisely into the cold waters of lovers lake.

it knocked the breath out of you almost immediately and you began to regret wanting to show up steve with volunteering yourself. it had been quite a long time since you had put your swimming skills to test due to quitting the swim team after freshman year.

but it was now or never to freshen up.

you kicked, praying your lungs wouldn’t collapse once you began to see the bottom of the lake floor and came to realization you’d now have to search with the factor that you couldn’t see a foot in front of you… and without a flash light.

stupid.

you mentally punched yourself but continued surfing the sandy floor, your skin now beginning to become accustomed to the cold water with each kick.

and it wasn’t long until you saw it.

it was almost beautiful if you weren’t scared. the glowing mash of colors of red and yellow and orange erupted into the dark blue, lighting up your vision.

you felt consumed.

“can’t believe you let her show you up like that,” eddie pulled a cigarette from his pocket, beginning to light it. “not typical of you steve harrington.”

“gross,” robin pulled it from his grasp before tossing it into the water. “bad habit, better stop now.”

he sighed, not even trying to stop it.

“yeah, well, it’s y/n.”

“you’ve known her?” nancy quirked a brow, the sound of his sentence sounding like your nature was nothing new to him and he was very familiar with it. she found this strange, she thought you and steve had only met that day, but it begun to make sense why the atmosphere always seemed so tense and awkward between you two.

“yeah, for awhile,” steve shrugged, like there was nothing to it, like there wasn’t as much history as there actually was. “used to be neighbors before she moved. she was my best friend for the longest time, always came over.”

the sound of waves slapping against the boat was the only thing that filled the air now.

steve thought about how close the two of you were. you were both inseparable and could never take a moment apart. you were the reason he learned poker and knew how to play it so well.

you taught him a lot of things—something he was slightly shameful about. every time he looked back on those memories, he couldn’t help but feel guilty for never reviving the relationship.

and then he thought about the day you moved out due to your parents divorce and how you both thought nothing of it, that it wouldn’t effect your relationship at all, until it did.

you hadn’t seen steve for a long time after that and when you finally did—not a word was said between the two of you and he barely even waved ‘hi’.

it didn’t get any better after that.

“hey uh, it’s been awhile, should we-“

you surfaced through the water fast, practically knocking eddie into the water with you due to him already being leaned over the side. you were gasping for air, your chest heaving up and down as you grabbed onto the side of the boat, looking for some version of stability.

“jesus, since when can you hold your breath that long.”

“you’re not the only life guard here, steve-o,” he chokes out a breathy laugh, almost in relief, his hand grabbing onto your forearm to keep ahold of you.

“what’d you see?”

“are you alright?”

“yeah, i’m fine, pull me up,” you attempted to haul yourself up as they all pulled you onto the boat. “it’s there and it’s a portal right through.”

“did you go through?”

“no,” you shook your head, “but-“

you’re suddenly pulled into the water, your body once again consumed by the cold water and you’re blind. you can’t see and you can barely catch your breath as a strong force pulls you back to the bottom, and finally right through the gate.

and you don’t remember any of it, not one bit, you don’t think you were even conscious; until steve’s hands are clasping your face and lightly shaking you back to consciousness. he’s cold and he’s wet, but in your splitting vision, you can see him slightly smile in relief that you were alive.

“thank god,” he sighed, leaning back a little before leaning back down, pressing his forehead into your shoulder. “y/n, you scared the shit out of me,” he pulls back away, shaking his head, almost as if saying you were unbelievable. “no more trying to prove your pro-swimming skills.”

you laughed, painfully, suddenly becoming aware of the aching sensation that resonated from your throat, “god, harrington,” you begun to sit up, your hand clasping the cut that was etched into your skin. “when are you going to just accept that i’m better a swimmer than you.”

he laughs tentatively, now helping you to your feet, “maybe when this monster-alien bull crap is over,” his hand is wrapped around your waist, steadying you on your feet, while his other one held your hand, “god, i thought i lost you.”

“i’m fine, steve,” you looked at him with sympathy, your head slightly leaning closer to him. “i’m good, i’m alive.”

“yeah, i’d find that a lot more reassuring if your throat didn’t look like it was slit.”

“what even happened?”

“story for another time,” robin clapped the both of your shoulders suddenly, “and if we want to live long enough to tell it, we gotta get going. kiss later.”

the two of you now looked to each other, both burning up in slight embarrassment and now becoming very aware of how close the two of you were.

you awkwardly cough, slightly shifting back and slowly following robin with a backward step, “guess this calls for a rain check, what do you say harrington?”

“i say you’re fucking crazy.”

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sublimecatgalaxy · 3 years ago

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Omg what about this reader sees Ashtray bleeding or something then she helps him and he leads her to fez and says “she’s cool and I owe her one” or something like that.

Please this is so so so so cute.

Hell yeah I'll do this.

"Fuck!" A loud curse tears me away from my phone, my head craning to look in the direction that it came from. A small boy, maybe eleven or twelve, rests his head between his knees, blood pooling below him on the concrete. "Fucking shit!" He squeals once more, now causing me to rise to my feet as I abandon my bus stop and my shift at work.

By the time I reach him, he's groaning quietly against the steps of the corner store, the gash on his forehead looking nasty. I hesitate as the words get stuck in my throat, not exactly used to being in a situation where I can help, but not knowing how to offer.

"Uh, hi." I mutter, the boys annoyed gaze flickering up to look at me. "Do you want help?" I ask quietly, my finger pointing to the blood on his forehead. He curses again under his breath, shaking his head as he blows out a sigh.

"Fuck- No, I don't want help." He hisses, my feet taking a step back as I tilt my head at him.

"I'm EMT certified with a first aid kit. The least I could tell you is if you need stitches or not." I offer again, my arms folding over my chest as he glances up at me, not completely convinced. "Unless you want it to get infected and end up with a three thousand dollar emergency room bill." I snort, his eyes widening as he nods, his hands not moving from his forehead.

"Yeah, alright, I guess. But come inside. Can't have anyone seein' this shit." He huffs, standing up with wobbly legs. I laugh under my breath as I follow him inside the store, watching as he tries his best to hoist himself up on the counter. "Name's Ash." He mutters, swinging his legs over the counter as he sighs.

"Nice to meet you, Ash. I'm Y/n." I smile at the boy, fishing through my purse to pull out my first aid kit. He hands me a paper towel, my hands immediately lifting it to dab off some blood. He hisses, a small, sorry smile on my lips as I work. "It looks like you'll need stitches but if you can put up with me putting a few of them in, I can save you the money." I offer, his eyebrows pulling together as he ponders. After a few moments, he shrugs, giving me the go ahead.

Hearing the bell on the door ring next to me, I turn my head to see a man around my age enter the store. He looks between Ash and I, blinking a few times with a scoff.

"The fuck is happening, Ash?" The man asks, his bright blue beautiful eyes trained on my hands that work on threading the needle.

"I fucking tripped outside, busted my head open. Kind lady here- Y/n- saw me and offered to help." Ash sums up, his nose scrunching up in pain as I gently poke the tattered skin of his forehead.

"Guess nice people do still fucking exist." The man utters with a smile as he passes behind me, making his way around the counter. "I'm Fez. Ash is my brother." Fez smiles, his arms resting against the counter as he watches my fingers lift the needle to his brothers forehead.

"This is gonna hurt, so..." I trail off, Ash taking a deep breath as he grips the edge of the counter. My eyes sneak quick glances of Fez in between threads of my needle, Ash taking the pain way better than I thought he would.

I could tell from the heat on Fez's cheeks that he thought I was pretty. His eyes would flicker over my face and down my body every time that I was caught up with making a new stitch. He's handsome- my type. I always liked tough looking guys with facial hair. The fact that he was also incredibly good looking on top of the other physical qualities, yeah.

"She's cool, Fez, we owe her one." Ash sighs as he hops down from the counter, his eyes trying to make out the stitches on his forehead in the reflection of the cooler. "And I gotta badass scar." I look between the boys with a sheepish smile, my cheeks heating up as Fez smirks playfully.

"Yeah, what do we owe her?" Fez hoists himself up onto the counter, his eyes on mine as I smirk, my shoulders shrugging playfully as I take a chance.

"A date?" I offer, a sweet smile on my lips as Fez's jaw slacks a bit, his cheeks heating up. He looks bashfully away from me, a small smile on his lips.

"What the idiot means to say, instead of complete and utter fucking silence is, yeah, he'll go on a date wit' you." Ash responds on his brothers behalf, a wink being sent my way as I giggle. My hands reach up to rest on my heated cheeks, Fez grinning as he sends me an agreeable nod.

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ixizifizodoziez i love this au so much, you have no idea ! i adore seeing future dad rafe, it makes my heart melting so bad. AND OMG THE DESIGN THING ? SUCH a lovely prompt, i can't wait for the next part of this story, they're so cute together ! Rafe being happy to be a dad, and want the baby to come with the sweetest and perfect atmosphere, watch me giggling girl 🫶🏿🙂‍↕️

“it’s perfect.” you looked up at him, smiling when he pecked the tip of your nose. “the three of us, huh?” rafe loved the way that sounded rolling off of his tongue. “mhmm,” you let out a shaky breath, “the three of us.” — IT'S GOTTA BE THE END OF ME. BECAUSE SEEIN THIS SOFT RAFE SO EXCITED IT'S KILLING ME INSIDE 😮‍💨😭💘

“you thought of all of this in the two weeks since we found out?” your hands snaked up his chest until your arms wrapped around his neck. rafe embraced you, his eyes shutting at the sweet scent of your perfume. “i told you, you have nothing to worry about, sweetheart. i’m taking care of everything.” — «“i told you, you have nothing to worry about, sweetheart. i’m taking care of everything.”» KILLER QUEEN 😭😭✨ I NEED THIS MAN RIGHT NOW, NOT FUNNY. NOT A LITTLE

you breathed him in, both of you rocking softly as the wind chimes sung outside in the light breeze. you two stayed in a comfortable silence, the image of watching the sunset together on the porch of your own house with a baby on your hip flooded both of your minds. — I HAVE THE VISION AND NOW I WANT TO BE THE MOM OF HIS KIDS SO BAD

“i’ve been working on this blueprint, m’thinking we just get our house built out here. you could design the kitchen however you want, whatever would be best for you and your baking, we can put the nursery together, do the whole thing y’know. go the whole nine yards.” you swallowed thickly, tears pricking your eyes. — LDKZKEKEKEK I NEED A SWEET PROMPT ABOUT THIS

⋆˚✿˖° rafe and pogue!sweetheart!reader reevaluate their living situation now that she’s carrying a little baby in her tummy.

warnings: babydaddy!rafe, pregnancy, soooo much fluff, crying (mostly happy tears! no worries), rafe is so reassuring :(

a/n: introducing rafe’s condo to my blog.. but tanneyhill will forever be my go-to :( also just a reminder: pogue!sweetheart!reader is only pregnant in this fic alone. meaning any other works i create with her are not correlated with this one UNLESS stated so <3 you could keep up with this little universe under the second tag of this post: ‘₊˚⊹♡ pogue!sweetheart!reader & babydaddy!rafe’

“why do you look so sad, baby?” rafe joined you outside, bringing you a cold glass of water as he urged you to sit down on his lap. you were growing teary-eyed again, your gaze falling on the pink and white camper in front of you. taking a small sip, rafe held onto the glass for you while you wiped at your tear stained cheeks. “it’s just,” you sniffled, “i know we can’t raise a baby here, but this little thing— it’s all i’ve ever known..” you rested your head on his shoulder, his hand rubbing soothing circles on your thigh. rafe studied you for a moment, stroking the side of your face.

“i’ve been meaning to talk about that actually,” rafe cleared his throat, “what if we didn’t go house hunting?” his words drew your attention, a hum falling from your lips. “and stay here? i would love that,” you shook your head, “but i know it’s for the best. we barely fit in there ourselves.” rafe laughed. “yeah, i know.. someone is always bumping their head when we have sex.” your cheeks heated as you slapped his arm playfully. “well to be fair, it was just me in there before you came along,” you sighed, “i can’t even imagine that now.” you pecked his cheek.

“at first, i thought maybe we could check out some houses on figure eight..” your eyes widened, your lips parting to reject his suggestion. “but,” rafe interjected, “i know that’s not really your scene.” he reassured you. “so i want to propose something else,” both of you looked at each other, “i’ve been working on this blueprint, m’thinking we just get our house built out here. you could design the kitchen however you want, whatever would be best for you and your baking, we can put the nursery together, do the whole thing y’know. go the whole nine yards.” you swallowed thickly, tears pricking your eyes.

“you have a blueprint?” you smiled, your vision becoming blurry as rafe nodded. “yeah, you wanna see?” you whispered a ‘yes, please!’ before he guided you inside. he reached for a spot you couldn’t reach in your cabinet, unraveling the blueprint in question. “see, right here? i thought you’d like the kitchen to have big window facing the backyard, oh, and right here!” he pointed a finger, “we could have shelves built into the walls for the baby’s room, we could even have a reading nook for bedtime stories..” your heart felt so full right now, you swore it could burst at the seams.

“what’s this empty space right here in the backyard?” you held up the paper, pointing to a spot where a little white heart was drawn. “..that would be where your camper goes.” your head shot in his direction, your eyebrows knitting in confusion. “what do you mean?” you put the blueprint down, turning around while he caged you between his arms. “i think we should build the house just right out front, you don’t have to move anything, relocate the camper, none of that. i could start getting the brush cleared out as soon as next week.” you blinked, your brain trying its best to piece everything together.

“you thought of all of this in the two weeks since we found out?” your hands snaked up his chest until your arms wrapped around his neck. rafe embraced you, his eyes shutting at the sweet scent of your perfume. “i told you, you have nothing to worry about, sweetheart. i’m taking care of everything.” you breathed him in, both of you rocking softly as the wind chimes sung outside in the light breeze. you two stayed in a comfortable silence, the image of watching the sunset together on the porch of your own house with a baby on your hip flooded both of your minds.

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