#mel my queen you deserve the world!!

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Live Arcane Reaction; Act 3:

Ep 7: Thank god the killmonger cut only exist in the hell dimension- don’t let them give you a fuck ass cut Ekko.

Powder my princess- IS THAT VANDER’S FINE ASS

OH MY GOD MILO CLAGGOR!!!

Jayce my princess I never doubted you. I knew the Hexcore fucked you up girl🫶🏾

Goddammit every frame in this show is a painting

VI MY POOKIE BEAR WHY

There is something so heartbreaking about the Bridge of Progress being used as an actual progression between the two cities. An olive branch. What could have been.

Jayce istg they do not want you to be happy-

BRO HE JUST WANTED TO PLAY WITH SOME MAGIC-

“Viktor is the mage” theory you might just have merit

Arcane artists I will see you in HELL for that Viktor/Jayce parallel of them literally building themselves up, morphing their damaged bodies to move forward.

Ekko and Jinx girls enjoy your SCRAPS-

WHAT WE COULD OF BEEN GODDAMMIT! FUCK!!!!!

Actual fucking tears in my eyes- FUCK THEY COULD HAVE BEEN SO CUTE- also the hard cut to Jayce and the Hexcore glitching like TV glitches as the universe breaks down.

MY BOY JUST WANYES TO PLAY IN SOME MAGIC!

Thank god he didn’t die in that universe too I would have crashed out Powder deserves to be- SHE KEPT THE CRYSTAL!?

Ep 8: oh thank god my Pookies is alive- IS ANYTHING SACRED- why the fit kinda eat tho….

I need everyone to understand I was SO happy about Mel being alive that I barely understood anything those mages said. I was just happy my babygirl is alive. GOD THAT MAKES THE FLOWER IMAGERY IN THE OPENING MUCH BETTER.

I just remembered Isha is dead... FUCK HIEMERDINGER DIED TOO 😭

Nooo Vander- NO VIKTOR- nice to know I am not immune to indoctrination.

Huck cannot catch a break omfg

LORIS MY BELOVED 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

Hi traitor- omg Cait cute hairstyle

The divorce is not going well for these two.

Jayce and Mel have not seen each other for god knows how long- DONT FUCKING YELL AT HER JUST CAUSE YOUR SITUATIONSHIP WENT SOUTH!

The throuple is back together and it’s TOXICCCC

I would just like to point out that when Viktor said this all started with Jayce, the parallels between Jayce and Ekko is still going. Like I could on for pages about these two at this point.

Fuck they made this Yaoi TOXIC-

FUCK THEY MADE THIS MAGIC TOXIC- is it wrong still stand by Viktor. Like I know he’s wrong but he’s so fine. Jayce and Viktor’s parallels, Jayce and Ekko- lord.

FUCKING FINALLY THE SISTERS ARE- well shit

Jayce and Mel, I never doubted this ship. I never doubted this relationship. I thought they were good for each, the rest of the world is just full of haters.

Sevika thank god they dumb bitches get on my nerves, I need someone with a functioning brain cell to lead us to salvation.

I’m gonna be on my fucking deathbed talking about the Zaunites joining Piltover to fight a battle they done have to, to save their homes- to make Progress.

Vi, it’s okay- OH MY GOD

Istg this show cannot- I’m- Ambessa my love I’m still reeling from the gays, give me a moment. VANDER MY LOVE NOOO! SINGED I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL!

Oh fuck- we’re in it now

Ep 9:

EKKO THANK GOD- most stressful 3 mins of my life.

Honestly I don’t trust these dumb bitches at all. Jayce and Vi are like 2 for 2 on losing fights. Ekko save us Ekko. I had hope on Sevika but her leaving is so real. She has been let down by these people so many times- GERT NOOOOO

LORIS NOOOOOO

Thank god fish guy made it

Ambessa rises from the ashes like a demon- I KNEW IT I KNEW THAT BITCH WAS A TRAITOR!

GOD IS A WOMAN AND HER NAME IS MEL MEDARDA!!!

YEA JINX! SEVIKA IM SORRY I DOUBTED YOU QUEEN NEVER AGAIN I SWEAR!

There is something so special to me about piano boy being the one to make the shot. Like the smallest thing can make a difference, anyone can rise to the occasion.

Of course Ambessa is one step ahead

I have issues, I still think Viktor is so hot rn.

I know my girls are getting their asses beat rn but let’s appreciate they let the girls get down and dirty in a fight. No pretty fighting- my bitches scrap-

Bow your heads. We lost THE bad bitch today.

Omfg there’s still like 20 mins left

I should have known this plan was gonna go to shit the minute Jayce and Vi sat next to each other.

Praying for the salvation for my girl, Sevika I promised not to- FUCK

Ekko please save these idiots- SAVE US EKKO.

Jayce understanding that he was the soldier in the ash like yeah dummy- DID IT CLICK YET- Please let Viktor be the mage, I will not let this theory die.

Fuck I wanna side against Viktor but he looks gorgeous in the Arcane.

Oop Jayvik nation rise.

EKKO THANK GOD THATS MY BOY SAVIOR

HE WAS THE MAGE THE WHOLE TIME-

I’m actually in tears this isn’t a bit, like I’m actually crying

Viktor I never doubted you, I never forsaken you, I never hated you, I never turned against you, I never thought less of you. He could have actually succeeded and I would have stood by him.

Oh damn Jayvik nation rise for real, I was just joking the first time-

JINX I NEVER DOUBT- FUCK

This show is so beautiful, every scene a painting. Mel in all noxian gear while still wearing her purple eyeshadow, a mix of her roots but also the promise to move forwards and look ahead.

Yall im so fucking stressed and there’s only 3 minutes left.

No one talk to me for the next few days- I’m going through some shit okay-

[equallyshaw]

Insta edit: the m series featuring cale makar.

Story Masterlist: 8 parts.

Can be read as a stand-alone, fyi: the main character has a physical disability so that is a huge factor in some of these posts.

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@elizajames has posted to private story: so incredibly proud of you my kale, you deserve this so much and am so grateful to be spending the day with you and your loved ones. Let’s go have some fun🍾🍾

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@calemakar has posted to private story: showing her around BC. 🤍

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@elizajames: NHLPA, Thankyou for this opportunity! My heart is so full, knowing that all my hard word and dedication has paid off. Never in a million years did I ever think I’d get to this point. S/out to the @/coloradoavalanhe for everything this past year and a half. To my crew, I wouldn’t have been able to navigate this world without you guys. (Also, Naz and Burky please come visit soon!) to Becca, my closest confidants, biggest cheerleader and sister, couldn’t have done it without you. To my partner, Thankyou for being with me this past year and a half, you have done so much more than you realize. Incredibly grateful for the love and kindness you show me each day. Finally, my fellow warriors and supporters who have become a community over these past few years- THANKYOU!!! We did it yall!!! We took a big step!

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@becaaaa: my sweet sweet honey, so glad I’ve been in this ride with you. Only up from here ! 🤍🤍

@becaaaa: also crying in the club

@nathanmackinnon: strongest person I know James, so deserved.

↳ @elizajames: Thankyou Nate, appreciate you so much (:

@gabriellandeskog: queen shit

@gabriellandeskog: !!!!! Nobody else deserved this— congrats !

↳ @elizajames: 🥺 Thankyou gabe! See you and Mel soon!

@ericsmith: go bestie go bestie go

↳ @elizajames: 🤪🤪 thanku for being the best date !

↳ @ericsmith: hahahaha c is quaking rn

@calemakar: congratulations, very deserved.

@elizajames: 🤍🤍

@/coloradoavalanche: we are so grateful for you and what you have done for our organization, this award was meant for you! Congratulations 🍾

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@calemakar: E, can’t wait to spend the rest of my life showing how much I love you. ❤️ @elizajames

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@gabriellandeskog: FINALLY

@gabriellandeskog: congrats you two!

@nathanmackinnon: congrats guys! Can’t wait to be the best man

↳ @taylormakar: get in line buddy

↳ @6erikjohnson: yeah get in line

↳ @gabriellandeskog: you are literally at the bottom of the list lol

@becaaaa: 🥹🥹 never forget my ability to make you incapable of playing hockey

↳ @calemakar: nope! Will never forget

@elizajames: can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together…just need a dog first

↳ @taylormakar: I vote for first !!!

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@elizajames: engaged to my best friend 🤍

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1 year after wedding. Year, 2025

@calemakar: we have a new edition to the Makar coming in just a few months…couldn’t be more proud of you my love. Day after day you amaze me with your unwavering strength and faith in your body - despite any setbacks or pain. Our little one has no idea yet, just how incredibly lucky they are to have you as their mum. 🤍

Tag: Elizamakar

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@becaaaa: hey it’s mom not ‘mum’

@calemakar: tell that to Nate

@nathanmackinnon: oh yeah, tried to explain for ten minutes and she said no. Our kids won’t be saying ‘Mum’

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@elizamakar: incredibly amazed everyday that this is real life. I always said that I would never have kids because I felt as though I couldn’t be a great mom physically, but emotionally I would be the best mom. And the only way I’d have kids, is if I found the right partner. Cale, I found that in you. Thankyou for allowing my secret dream to come true 🫶🏻

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@becaaaa: oh Thankgod this secret is out. I thought I’d reveal it

@gabelandeskog: yeah, I’m shocked you kept it this long lol

@calemakar: anything for you 🤍

finally getting this out...this has been in my drafts for three months lol but hope you guys enjoyed :)

Tag: @fallinallincurls

[arcgayne]

my reasoning:

(these rankings are based on multiple criteria, such as relatability, hotness, relevance, how interesting they are as a character, and so on and so forth).

1) Jinx: she’s literally me. so silly and mentally unstable. needs therapy so bad and it shows. i fucking love her. please get help queen

2) Ekko: literally has never done anything wrong ever. moral compass strong as fuck. bonus points for looking cool. he’s also literally me but jinx wins over him bc she’s more unhinged.

3) Viktor: my fucking beloved. Do I want to be him? Do I want to be with him? Realistically I want neither of these things but unrealistically I need this man in ways even the hexcore couldn’t comprehend.

4) Mel: God I fucking love a powerful smart beautiful woman. AND she has mommy issues? she’s literally perfect. i’m rotating her in my head as we speak

5) Vi: hot tragic lesbian. almost lost points for becoming a cop but then she quit so it’s all good. for now. I have knowledge about what she ends up doing bc of the video game and I am currently choosing to ignore it in favor of the show timeline. Let me dream.

6) Sevika: hot. muscles. vodka aunt. hot. emotionally unavailable. hot. did i mention hot

7) grayson: i think it’s hilarious that she ranks higher than everyone else below her on this list. she literally only gets points for being attractive. especially her voice like ugghhh. what else can i say.

8) sky: perfect angel. so fucking smart and cool. deserves better. i need to know more about her or i will actually explode. hearing her voice made me so happy y’all have no idea

9) powder: baby. deserves the world. only ranks lower bc she doesn’t exactly “exist” anymore or whatever. justice for powder AND jinx 2025

10) caitlyn: hot. but ew cop moment. the fact that her sympathy for zaunites was crushed so easily really annoys me. like girl do you even have principles. ur revenge era would be cool if it wasn’t police brutality like noooo caitlyn pls don’t let a dictator use you to further destabilize your country for her own gain you’re so sexyyy ahaha… idk man it’s complicated. she should quit her job and get a new one. and then get therapy.

11) Jayce: he’s interesting in that he is a good example of a privileged person attempting to make things better by utilizing the system, only to get sucked into said system, becoming part of it and therefore part of the problem. the road to hell is paved with good intentions. his intentions are so good and yet. he is idiot. I hope Ekko and heimydingy are able to lessen his idiocy.

12) ambessa: hooottttttttttt. so fucking hot. goddamn. have y’all SEEN the music video for blood sweat and tears. i’m fucking FERAL. unfortunately for her, looks aren’t everything and she’s the fucking worst so here we are.

13) elora: beautiful powerful wonderful woman. need more of her. what is her life like. have she and mel ever kissed. much to think about here.

14) heimerdinger: he’s annoying and he doesn’t take the much needed time to explain why he makes the decisions he’s making... but he’s also right. which i hate because he’s annoying. but i also like that he’s annoying because it shows the very true fact that ppl who are annoying can in fact be right about things. also his heist with ekko was funny and endearing so he has that going for him. ekko carried tho ngl

15) vander: he’s cool cuz he’s a swag dad. a kind man and a protective guy. all around a great dude tbh. ranks lower because he doesn’t have any particularly interesting character traits to me.

16) finn: he looks cool as fuck but isn’t relevant and is also kind of an annoying brat. which is funny but like also bro. stop.

17) ximena: literally lost some of her fingers to frostbite to protect her baby child kid son. based. i love her.

18) cassandra: milf. the scene with the her and the gun? cool as fuck. ranks lower bc, again, not very relevant. and also dead lol

19) tobias: imma be honest idrc abt tobias at all i just didn’t want to separate him from his wife. he has enough of that in the show LOL

20) claggor: sweet boy. deserved better. i wonder what he would be like now if he’d been able to grow up.

21) silco: morally i hate this guy but he’s also a fascinating character. he’s cool as fuck and a bitch. plus he does eyeball drugs. there are so many fucked up things about this dude i can’t list them all. overall he’s a very well done character and an absolutely fantastic villain. what a piece of work.

22) benzo: just an all around good dude. ranks low bc he’s extremely irrelevant. sorry dude. if this was a morals contest he’d obv be ranked higher, but it’s not, so here we are.

23) jericho: had to look him up LOLLLL thanks for making food for vi i guess. people who make food for other people are the best. that being said he ranks low because, again, irrelevant.

24) mylo: cringe fail asshole. not ranked last bc he was a kid, so i can give him the benefit of the doubt, cuz maybe he would’ve been a better person as an adult… but also he never got to be one so oops lol get ranked low loser

25) singed: brother euughhh. i like drugs too but not THAT much. maybe give this man some backstory and i’ll care about him. as it stands rn idgaf about this guy. i rebuke thee, get AWAY

26) marcus: fucking piece of shit rat. fuck this guy. selfish coward and i hate him forever. die

Here's a fun little sorter I put together for Arcane characters! Reblog with your list!

Let the sorting commence!

[tododeku-or-bust]

Fame AU- Visuals

Okay so i got bored yesterday and decided to see if i could find people online that were close to what i saw in my head. I will say, what I've imagined has slightly changed over time as I've grown stronger in my writing and characterization. So let's look at some of our main characters, starting with the best one- Patroclus!

Patroclus

"Eros, smize for us!"

Patroclus got clean shaven upon request for this shoot, but he normally lets his dark beard grow curly at his chin and dusk his jawline. Fans are forever delighted to find that despite his mysterious persona, he's such a soft-spoken, sweet gentleman. (This is also how he looks to me in TSoA btw- 6'2 to Achilles' 6'0.)

Philomela

"Look, Mommy, that's you!"

Drop dead gorgeous (this is Florence "Flo Jo" Griffith Joyner btw, multi-time Olympian and 80s Fashion Queen!), 'Mel' has a love of bright colors, pretty patterns, and fresh flowers. Patroclus is a blend of his parents in features, but his gentle temperament and singing voice come from her.

Achilles

"It's not for them to say what I will do."

(But with green eyes and shoulder length hair). Witness the face of the man whose hard work, raw confidence, and pure star power has dominated the music world (and whose arrogant whim has pissed off half his higher ups at any given moment). If it's one thing he's gonna do, it's make time to simp for his soulmate. Automedon has Pat on speed dial for Achilles™ moments.

Briseis

(God I wanted to share Anna Diop's Starfire fit bc she ROCKS the red hair, but I'd be crossing fandom streams 😭) A true force to be reckoned with, Bri can personally relate to Patroclus' desire to be acknowledged for his efforts more than anyone else, having clawed her way up from the bottom and survived Agamemnon's hazing, something no other (non-privileged👀) musician in PME can claim).

Antilochus

People are shocked when they find out some of PMEs boldest beats come from this guy, but don't doubt him- Antilochus deeply studied some of the most successful and creative music engineers and musicians (and credits his Black and Brown influences often, like a good boy). If you don't Clap at his Prepared Fanboy Spiel on them he'll-

Automedon

It takes unending grit to plan around the unpredictable, and as Achilles' up&coming manager (currently the famed Diomedes' intern), Automedon has his work cut out for him. Despite his teasing, Achilles deeply respects him as a friend, advisor, and confidant, and will take his advice long before upper management's (which is why he got and will never lose the coveted role).

Ajax

(I forgot buddy fr fr, I'm so sorry 🤣) An unmatched prodigy on the acoustic and electric guitar, Ajax exudes a well-deserved confidence and unchallenged skill that is comparable to (and respected by) Achilles himself. As such, he is the only person welcome in the 'high court' with no former connection to anyone else.

[littlepadika]

Okay my little sweet P, I know we’ve talked about it but I just can’t get it outta my head of some good fake dating 👚, with of course my precious bby Frankie 🌹, and make me YEARN. 📔 ilyilyilysm and congrats on the 500 again, you deserve it and more💜💜💜

Just remember you asked for this Mel. I have the defibrillator on standby.

500 follower celebration (closed now)

Warnings: yearning, jealousy, peek of angy frankie, ends fluffy, Spanish speaking fem reader, fake dating, dilf Frankie, frankie's daughter has a chronic illness, discussion of addiction/ptsd, vomiting (tw emetophobia), height difference.

AN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Queen Mel!!!! May you run off into the sunset with a shirtless Frankie :)

"Rosalia?" You pushed open the door. Sitting on the exam table was the cutest little girl you had ever seen (and you were a pediatrician so the bar was pretty high). She beamed when you came in. She was one of those kids who loved coming to the doctor's office. You always gave her a lolly at the end and if there were shots involved, she got a stuffed animal. You had been Rosalia's pediatrician since she was born. Nowadays you only ever saw her with her father, Frankie. You knew there was a divorce and it seemed Rosie's mom was not around as much. You didn't ask for details if it wasn't necessary to Rosie's health.

When Rosie was diagnosed with diabetes Frankie was obviously overwhelmed with all the steps and medications. You gave him your number so he could call with even stupid questions and he did call many times. Since then you've been steadily deepening your crush for the man. Every glimpse into his life only confirmed what you loved about him. Today, you couldn't stop from beaming when you saw Frankie sitting in the chair next to the exam table, handsome and shy like always. He was wearing a short-sleeve shirt today which drew your attention to his thick arms.

"Hey." Frankie waved before standing up. "Thanks for seeing us on such short notice." He fiddled with his hat nervously. He was always nervous around you. From the moment he met you he thought you were the most beautiful and smartest woman in the world. After his divorce, his world shrank but you were still in it. His initial attraction twisted and burrowed into his heart with every interaction until he was finding stupid reasons to go to the doctor's office. Calling you with increasingly dumb and empty complaints.

"No problem. I saw you called the advice line. Her blood sugar's been a little low?"

"Yeah-" Frankie pulled up Rosie's shirt revealing the insulin pump attached to her. "I'm not sure if this thing is on the fritz or what. It's fully powered and it goes off when it's supposed to."

You felt around the area it was inserted, watching for signs of discomfort. You tickled Rosalia's belly making her giggle. "Does your tummy hurt, Rosie? ¿duele esto?"

"No," Rosie said, looking up at Frankie for reassurance. He gave her a nod.

"And she's been fine? No symptoms."

"Yeah, she seems fine." Frankie rubbed the back of his neck, ruffling Rosie's hair. "I don't know maybe I'm just paranoid."

"You're a good father, Frankie." You smiled. "It's only natural for you to worry." You stepped back behind the computer, reviewing the tests done. "Her blood sugar looks good based on the labs we did today. She's not having any symptoms we would find concerning. I'll go ahead and call the manufacturer and they can have someone run you through some of the common issues."

"Thanks." Frankie sounded relieved. "I had a feeling it was nothing. I just like to hear it from you, hermosa."

"You're too sweet." You stammered, feeling your heart flutter in your chest at the little pet name. He used it sparingly but that made it all the more special. "Let me finish up her exam real quick then you're good to go."

You come back to the table pulling your stethoscope off your neck. Rosie had gotten over her fear of you, sitting up straight so you could listen.

"Thank you for sitting so still, Rosie."

"I listen too?" She reached out with a grabbing motion.

"Say please, mija." Frankie added.

"Pwease." Rosie added.

"Of course." You helped her put in the earpieces and guided her little hand holding the bell towards your chest. You loved watching her face light up when she heard your heartbeat. "How do I sound, Dr. Rosie?"

"Good!" She looked up at you with wide eyes still listening to your steady lub dub. Frankie watched the scene warmly, feeling his heart clench when you looked over at him trying to share your amusement with him. Rosie was introverted, like her father, but she loved you. She often asked Frankie to go and see you even though nothing was wrong. She wanted to be a doctor now, giving her stuffed animals checkups and playing the most with her doctor Barbie.

"Papa you next." Rosie turned to him holding the bell.

"Oh thank you, Dr. Rosie" Frankie chuckled letting his daughter place the bell onto his chest. You took her hand and guided up a little higher to where his heart was. He was so tall. You blushed furiously when your fingers grazed his warm muscled chest. Frankie met your eyes and gave you a small smile.

"Papa you heart very fast." Rosalia said after you took back the stethoscope.

"Is it?" Frankie blushed, knowing exactly why his heart was beating so fast. "What should I do, Dr. Rosie?"

"Take medicine."

"Oh thank goodness there's a cure!" Frankie pretended to be extremely relieved making you and Rosalia giggle.

"Does your heartbeat fast often?" You asked catching Frankie's brown eyes as he lifted Rosie onto the ground.

"Only when I'm here it seems..." He trailed off, ducking under his hat. There was a low tug in your stomach when you considered your involvement in his heart rate. "How-how was um that charity thing you were doing last month?" Frankie asked desperately searching for something to keep him talking to you.

"It was good!" You brightened at his mention of it. "We raised 20,000. Thanks for asking. I was disappointed you didn't make it."

"Yeah Rosie's mom couldn't take her and it was too late to find a sitter." Frankie explained guiltily though he was pleased that you noticed he wasn't there. Rosie looked in between her papa and the pretty doctor. Even though she was only three she was perceptive enough to know her papa really liked you.

"Papa can she come to my birfday party?" She pointed up at you with her tiny pointer finger.

"What?" He looked down at his daughter. "Oh no Rosie. She's very busy."

"I'd love to come." You smiled at the little girl as she clapped her hands together in delight.

At that point, the nurse came back in. She led Rosie to the front desk to pick out her piece of candy. Frankie used that moment alone with you to say:

"Seriously you don't have to come, hermosa."

"I want to. But I don't want it to be weird. Like if i'm the only single person there." You winced at the word hearing your mother's voice in your ear. You can't stay single forever, mija.

"You won't be." Frankie blurted out before he explaining. "It's at my ex wife's house so it'll be her and her new husband...I'm the odd one out."

"Oh-" you latch onto the detail about his ex wife. "I didn't know Laura married. I'm sorry- I mean- that sounds awkward."

"Yeah." He laughed weakly, massaging the back of his neck. His eyes flickered over to you then back to the floor. His heart was soaring with the information that you were single. "So... actually it would be nice for you to be there so I'm not the only loner."

"Maybe we can be loners together." You teased. "It would get my mom off my back. She's thinks I never go out."

"Yeah Laura thinks I'm a deadbeat at this point." Frankie smiled crookedly and shrugged.

"You're not a deadbeat, Frankie." You shook your head in disbelief. "You're an amazing father and a good man. I mean-" You blush bright red as he straightens up to your praise. "You run your own business and volunteer at the VA that's incredible."

"Doesn't mean much to her. Her husband is in 'finance'." Frankie put air quotes around the word emphasizing how pretentious Laura was. He rolled his eyes at the absurdity of his ex wife. The sad things was it actually got to him. Between always looking behind his back for relapse and constantly avoiding triggers, he felt like he wasn't doing enough for Rosalia. You must have noticed his dimming light.

"And I'm a doctor. ¡Vaya cosa! I should pretend to be your girlfriend and you can brag about me."

"Y-yeah uh that- that would be funny." Frankie hunched over, nerves frying his speaking ability.

"Hablo en serio, Frankie." You touched his bicep, brushing the soft skin briefly. There was something so attractive to you the way he looked so bashful. The apples of his cheeks were dusted with a blush and his eyes were wide and curious. It made your thoughts go straight to the gutter. You willed yourself to focus. You refused to let Frankie feel bad about himself. If only he saw himself the way you did. "She shouldn't get away with making you feel bad."

"You'd do that?" His eyes softened as he looked at you. Afraid to even hope you could be telling the truth.

"Of course." You shrugged barely holding yourself back from adding: I'd do anything for you, Frankie. "Just give the signal and I'll initiate mission supportive girlfriend."

Frankie burst out laughing drawing looks from the nurses and medical techs walking by.

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You pulled up to the address Frankie sent you. There were several cars in the driveway already. You checked yourself in the small mirror, chiding yourself for being so silly. It's not like this was a real date. It was a children's birthday party for god sake. But Frankie would be there and you wanted to show him you were more than a tired woman in a white coat. It had been so long since you had dressed up for anything other than work. You surprised yourself with how good you cleaned up.

You followed the sign to the backyard and heard the dim screaming of children grow louder. Your eyes widened at the sight. There were lots more people here than you thought. At least 20 people milling about with children running in every which way. There was a large bouncy house where most of the kids were. You tried to search for Rosie's dark curls in the crowd. Maybe she was inside the bouncy house.

"Hey, hermosa." You turned. There was Frankie once again making your heart stall and then pound with a vengeance. He gave you a small wave. He was gorgeous today. He was gorgeous every day but he looked better in the sunlight than in office lights. He was wearing a light blue short sleeve shirt, a color you'd never seen on him before but instantly loved. He ditched the hat, his brown curls messy but still framing his face beautifully. His eyes crinkled when he smiled at you. You noticed him take a quick glance down your body and you were suddenly very glad you wore a sundress.

"Hi." You walked over to him.

"Thanks for coming." He looked around before deciding to pull you into a hug. Your "of course" was cut off when his arms enveloped you, and his heady cologne filled your nose. He was warm and firm against you. You couldn't help but rub your cheek subtly against his exposed neck needing skin on skin.

"There's uh-" he pulled back instantly putting a hand on the back of his neck. He was nervous. "-beer and stuff on that table and oh- I can take that." He took your package from you pausing when he saw the wrapping paper. "Barbie? She's gonna love this."

"I remember you saying she was obsessed."

"Yeah. She's working her way up to a barbie museum at this rate. I'll put this with the rest of the gifts and uh- meet at the drink table?"

"Yeah." you nodded. You walked past the other parents, none of whom you recognized, and poured yourself some lemonade.

"Excuse me." you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around. Facing you was Rosie's mother, Laura. You recognized her but damn she looked different. Her hair was lighter and down instead of her pulled back like it usually was. "I thought I recognized you!" She pulled you into a short embrace. Much stiffer than Frankie's hug.

"Yeah! Um-Frankie invited me or I should say Rosalia invited me."

"Well... welcome. I don't think you've met my new husband, Dan. He's over there." She pointed over by the grill at the blonde guy flipping burgers.

"No I haven't. Congrats."

"Thanks. Gosh it's been so long! I don't do the doctor thing anymore. But yeah I've been great. I'm really happy. Frankie's probably been really torn up though."

"Uh..." you had no idea how to answer that but thankfully she just kept talking. She always did like talking.

"He doesn't like Dan. I think he always hoped we'd get back together. But that's always been his problem."

You couldn't help but frown at that. He never gave that indication when he talked about his ex. If anything he had emphasized how much happier he was. Laura kept talking and you wondered where Frankie was. you were in need of a rescue.

"But i think it's important for Rosie to have a solid male presence in her life. She's not going to get a family experience with Frankie."

You bristled at that comment. Frankie was an amazing father in his own right. If only Laura knew everything that Frankie had been through and what he did to make sure all of Rosie's medications were in order.

"I think Frankie is providing all that Rosalia needs." You piped up. "He's an incredible dad."

"He's definitely way better than he was." Laura backtracked. "As you know." She stopped talking to take a sip of her lemonade. You used the short window of time to say something about finding a bathroom and hustled into the crowd. You intercepted Frankie by the cake.

"Permission to initiate mission supportive girlfriend."

"What happened?" Frankie smirked.

"Just... Laura."

"What did she say?" Frankie's smile turned to grimace.

"Nothing- I mean- she's just too smug. It's pissing me off." You stepped closer to Frankie as someone walked by, almost chest to chest. He inhaled sharply at the contact. "So... do I have your permission, sir?"

Frankie gulped at your word choice though he was curious to see how this would play out. Maybe get some practice in for when he could really ask you out. "Permission granted."

You looked over your shoulder. Laura was watching you.

"Target is in my line of sight." You whispered, continuing with your game. Frankie chuckled though choked up when you took his hand in yours holding it out to the side where it was visible. "This okay?"

"Y-yeah." He nodded. His heart was doing that thing again. The acrobatics inside his chest. Your smaller hand fit perfectly in his, fingers laced up in his tightly. Your mischievous eyes flitted back over your shoulder. Laura was still watching. "Status report?" He prompted lowly.

You knew he was trying to be surreptitious but the way his voice dropped an octave set all of your nerves on end. You chanced a glance up at his eyes which were darker. His pupils were wider. You knew biology. You knew what that meant.

"Target is pissed off." You giggled swinging his hand in yours back and forth playfully.

"Diablita." Frankie squeezed your hand.

For the next hour you and Frankie were glued at the hip, whispering in each others ears, swinging your joined hands back and forth. The little ruse enclosed both of you in a pink bubble, blocked from the rest of the world. You were enjoying yourself immensely. Just being so close to him and not having to overthink why. Rosalia bounded over and requested to sit with you two during cake time. You laughed at Frankie's tone deaf rendition of Happy Birthday finding the little lilt in his voice when he said "happy birthday dear Rosieee" the cutest thing. In one instant you saw a future more vivid than your dreams. You and Frankie birthday after birthday. Holding his hand because you could not because it was pretend.

You fell into your role of proud girlfriend bragging endlessly about Frankie to the mothers sitting next to you. Frankie shoveled cake into his mouth to keep his head down. Otherwise everyone would see his flaming cheeks. Your praise was so sincere. He knew it wasn't part of the game. Each word tugged low in his stomach. He shifted in his chair.

"Frankie is so strong. We didn't need a moving company."

"Frankie could fix your car for you. He's really good. He owns the auto shop down on Langston street. Yeah. That big place there. It's all gibberish to me. He says my medical jargon is gibberish. It's cute."

Once Rosalia had finished her cake she tugged Frankie's hand to go play cornhole with her. You watched them go momentarily distracted from the conversation.

"You really love him." Laura had taken Frankie's empty seat.

"Yeah." You replied completely honestly. "I do."

"Just- I'm not gonna say anything you know him. I want him to be happy."

"He is happy." You assured her, not wanting her to continue looking down on him.

"You know he always had a bit of a thing for you. I'd catch him looking at your website profile sometimes."

"Oh." You blinked rapidly. "Really I mean- that early on?"

"Yeah. I guess it was meant to be."

You smile to yourself, hope burning through your veins. You stand up ready to go join Frankie and Rosalia, a new pep in your step. Halfway across the lawn you're cut off.

"Hey lab partner."

"Oh my gosh! Jeff!" You recognize the man standing before you. He was your classmate in medical school. "Hi!'

Frankie frowned watching you and this mystery man interact. He couldn't help the slow burn of jealousy that permeated his brain when you giggled and did your cute little look down. Who the fuck was this guy? He thought he was the only one who made you laugh like that.

He threw the bean bag a bit harder at the wooden frame, watching it fall straight through the hole. He looked back. You were still smiling and talking to this guy. If you were really his girlfriend he'd be marching over there and puffing out his chest. He'd break this guys hand in his own before dragging you inside. The bathroom. Your dress up your ass. Fuck... he wished it could happen but this was just a game. Apparently, one you were fine playing until something better came along.

"Daddy it's your turn." Rosie tugged on the hem of his shirt.

"Sorry, mija." He tossed another bean bag into the center hole. "Your turn." He looked down. "Mija... Rosalia!" She had thrown up all over her shoes.

"Oh shit." Frankie muttered lifting his daughter in his arms, not giving a damn about the vomit. He knew the monitor was on the fritz. He needed to get to the back up monitor. Check everything was okay. He stormed past you his frustration and jealousy flaring up.

"Frankie- what's going on?" You asked.

"She threw up. You would know if you were paying any attention." He snapped, not staying around to see the hurt flash through your eyes. You excused yourself following Frankie inside.

He had the glucose strips out, already taking a sample from her little finger. You watched.

"Normal." Frankie reported with a relieved sigh. "¡gracias a Dios! Too much cake huh mija?"

"My dress, Papa." Rosie sniffled looking down at the ruined fabric.

"Here- let me." You went to the sink, wetting a paper towel. The tension between you and Frankie hung heavy over your chest. You could see him fuming, gears turning. You knew rationally he was just stressed. You wiped off Rosie's dress to the best of your ability. Frankie gave her water out of her sippy cup.

Laura came in to diffuse some of the tension.

"Oh did Rosie puke?"

"Yeah." Frankie nodded.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah. She's fine. I thought she may have been hypoglycemic but it's fine."

"Okay great. Must have had too much cake."

"Yeah." Frankie stood up, walking away from you to the other end of the kitchen. You felt your eyes prickle with angry tears at his childishness. What had you done to offend him so?

"Rosie..." Laura for once was perceptive enough to see something was brewing between her ex and his 'girlfriend'. "Let's let Papa get cleaned up." She picked up Rosie from off the table forcing you to pause your clean up. The screen door slammed shut and the unbearable silence set in.

"You have puke on your shirt." You observed, moving back to the sink to get a fresh paper towel.

"It's fine."

You waited, letting the water run through the flimsy towel, expecting him to apologize at any moment. Nothing happened. You huffed turning the faucet off. You prepared your voice.

"I'm sorry. Whatever I did to piss you off. Was it something I said to one of the mom's or something?"

"No." Frankie growled falling back into the kitchen chair. You approached him tentatively like you did a scared five year old about to get a shot. "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning you off, tonto." You chuckled kneeling between his legs and swiping off the vomit. Frankie swallowed hard at the sight of you between his legs. "Take off your shirt please." You instructed, after the towel wasn't doing the trick. You bit your lip holding back a whine as he obeyed, revealing his naked chest to you. Broad shoulders, strong pecs, a slight stomach, dark hair around his navel going down. You wanted to lean forward and taste his golden skin. It would be so easy. Just like bragging about him, holding his hand, and falling in love with him was easy. It happened without any thought at all. Like it was always there.

Instead you took his shirt and stood, going back to the sink. You were sure he must have seen your flushed cheeks and dilated pupils. He must have. You toss the shirt into the sink and turn on the faucet.

"I shouldn't have snapped like that." Frankie said, getting you to stop and look back at him in his shirtless glory. "I'm sorry, hermosa. I was-"

"Stressed. I know." You blushed turning your eyes away. "You care about Rosie."

"No, hermosa" Frankie shook his head, standing. He was next to you in two long strides, invading your space. His cologne fainter after the day, his true scent coming through musky and demanding. Your body reacted accordingly. "You were talking to that guy. I-I didn't like that." Frankie's eyes trailed down your flushed chest and rapidly rising chest. Did you like that?

"Why didn't-" You cleared your throat turning off the faucet. "Why didn't you come and stop me?" You tensed for his response but none came. You chanced a glance up, never more aware of the height difference than you were now. You could see his eyes trained at the ground, his throat swallowing back words.

Slowly, slowly, you placed your palm on his chest, over his heart. Bare skin on bare skin. Your hand burned a hole through him.

"Your heart is beating really fast." You remark, slowly putting your ear where your hand was.

"It always does. Around you." He murmured shutting his eyes. His arm snaked around your waist pulling you fully flush against him. "I think the mission failed."

You peeled your head from his chest, questioning.

"You didn't get Laura jealous, hermosa. You just made me jealous instead."

"My mission..." You chuckled, silencing with a finger over his plump lips. "was to see if what I felt for you was real. And it is real. Everything I said about you today was true. I think you're perfect. Perfect for me. I'm- I really like you, Frankie." You planted a kiss on his collarbone after running out of words.

"I really like you too!" Frankie answered quickly, tightening his hold on you. His brain caught up with what was going on. You were in his arms. Finally. You wanted him. He had a million questions. A million fears.

"Your heart is still going fast." You whispered, tracing down the center of his chest to his belly. It tensed beneath your touch.

"What-what are you gonna do about it, doctor?"

You grinned, pulling his head down as you rose onto your toes. His lips slotted into yours perfectly, warm and firm. You got his mouth open, tasting him for the first time. He was sweet from the birthday cake.

His hips rocked against you. "Fuck...I'm sorry. I've wanted this for a long time."

"It's okay." You smiled. "Although having sex in your ex wife's kitchen would not be in good taste."

"Right...how about a bed? M-my bed?" Frankie looked hopeful.

"Yes please." You kissed him again.

"Laura has Rosie. Let me quick borrow one of Dan's ugly ass button ups." he groaned.

"No I like you shirtless. Much sexier." You leaned down and licked his sternum up to his neck.

"Shit... bebita we're not gonna make it home if you keep that up."

Needless to say the birthday party guests got a good glimpse of Frankie jogging down the driveway with no shirt on, you in close pursuit. What? They already knew you were dating. Actually, they technically knew before you.

Frankie did a look back hoping that dumbass guy who dared to flirt with you was watching. For once in his life he wasn't self conscious. Your little laugh behind him spurred him on. His mind already racing with what he planned on doing to you when he got you alone. Happy Birthday indeed.

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🐟Frankie “Catfish” Morales Fic Recs Part 5🐟

MAIN LIST (PART 1 | PART 2)

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

**Well I lied last time, I’ll probably keep doing these. Sorry in advanced if ambush you with notifs 😅

Being updated (some may be on hiatus)

Quarantine au @mellowswriting

The Night Shift @aliwritesfic

Miller Morales mechanic shop @pascalpanic

Fixer upper @givemethatgold

We all deserve a fairytale @winter-fox-queen

My side of the fence @missminkylove

Forest ranger frankie @the-ginger-hedge-witch

Feel the rhythm, feel the heat @the-purity-pen

I’m on fire @jedifarmerr

To you my heart I surrender @icanbeyourjedi

Frizzy universe @wyn-n-tonic

Fix you @astoryisaloveaffair

Near the water’s edge @paisley-print

Completed

Domestic fluffy Frankie @queenofthefaceless

Calling home @littlepadika

Afterglow @forever-rogue

Wonderful tonight @theewokingdead

Sunday morning @criticallyacclaimedstranger

Daydreams @javisjeanjacket

Begging @letterfromvienna

Completed series

The alewife @wardenparker

Lovefool @heythere-mel

Grouped fics

@clydesducktape

Basement 89

I’d give you my world

@goddessofsprings

Trick r treat

Snowed in

@toomanystoriessolittletime

Sunday morning

Going back home

@pascalscenarios

By the fire

The one (being updated)

@supernaturalgirl20

There can only be one (Frankie’s side)

Pleasant surprise

Nothing in the world (being updated)

Roommates

@frankiemoraleswifexo

Kissing in the rain

The one

@themand0lorian

Flufftober

Meddling friends

Self Conscious

Slow Dancing

Flowers

@autumnleaves1991-blog

Frankie gif story

Massage

@starwarslove16

Can’t get enough

Do it again

Red string (being updated)

** (These are not all of the fics I have read, just some that I felt subconscious to comment on [I tend to get in my head and overthink what to comment] or forgot to… the rest of my recommendations are on #celery and rosé queue)

[v-v-b]

About Mel Medarda, the character that conflicted the Arcane fandom - my opinion and analysis:

Act I:

it's just the introduction, we don't really know anything about her yet

her backstory is briefly mentioned, setting for the impression I got from her during Act II

she's the amazing, beautiful, stunning lady

i immediately liked her creation, though I was not sure what to think of her yet

she's the only person that believed in hextech and wanted to trust Jayce on what he's doing

a little mysterious, we really don't know what she's on about

gave me an absolute bi panic like holy shit, they didn't have to make her THAT beautiful

Act II:

sketchy vibes - still not sure what's going on, but the scenes with her seem a little like she's onto something that's not necessarily good

severely underdeveloped, what are her motives? what does she want to accomplish?

classic example of a power hungry character - and at first she really looks like she's manipulating Jayce

still I think she felt something for him, and as for him he was in love, who wouldn't be, but my impression is that, Mel was mostly intrigued by that brilliant young man

she seems like she wanted to be even more important in the council, forcing what she thinks is necessary, not what is safe (ergo what Heimerdinger was saying - even though he was also flawed)

that's why she proposed Jayce joining the council - she knew she can convince him to do just anything

I think she got scared the moment she saw Jayce was not who she thought he is, that he's too proud and too ambitious to accept that he might be wrong

great character creation, but like, she was not really likable for me during that part, not comparing her to the villains but somehow like Silco, he only got my sympathy after they gave us some insight on WHY

I belive her relationship with Jayce could have worked well if given more of it outside the politics

Act III:

FINALLY SOMETHING MORE ON HER

everything starts to make sense on why she acts the way she does - she needs validation after being sent away by her own family

she needs to prove her strength and how capable is she, because she was told she's week - and that's pretty sympathetic, go for it, girl

she starts to think in other categories than what would be beneficial for her, or we see more of how she sees the world and better understand her, but that makes it easier to see why she does what she does

her relationship with Jayce is now more subtle, but I appreciate that it's there and it's shown even outside of "oh, don't you think that you should" - they suit together really well now that they work side by side, like equals, not Jayce working for her

gets likable once we do understand what's she on

i absolutely adore her now and it's really a pity that they didn't give us more "no business Mel" earlier

Jayce didn't deserve this queen and he can rot, she's too good for him

that final scene, excuse me

[jar-of-ectoplasm]

Confessing to La Squadra

a/n: look i know i already have some Risotto confessing headcanons but those are more about him confessing so i'm including him here anyway

Genre: Fluff, a tiny bit of angst (but no rejection), these hoes don't know what love is lol

~Risotto Nero~

-Seriously thought you were joking when you pulled him aside and told him how you felt

-He was convinced Formaggio had put you up to this or something

-Ris feels like he isn't deserving of love (BUT HE IS) and he's literally so bad at expressing himself so he just nodded and walked away

-Had a breakdown in his office because why the fuck did he just walk away?? after you poured your heart out to him???? jesus christ what if you think he doesn't like you???????

-So he gets up and fucking sprints to your room to try to fix his mistakes

-Frantically tells you that he likes you back and would love to go out with you sometimes (you can barely understand it because he's talking so fast)

~Prosciutto~

-Saw this coming from a mile away but he won't be a bitch about it don't worry

-Takes your confession with an overwhelming amount of grace and gives you a time and place to meet him for a date the next day

-As soon as you leave he's jumping around and giggling like a child because oh my fucking god his crush likes him back holy shit!!!

-He'll panic about what he's supposed to wear. Should he just wear his regular suit? No, no no this is a special occasion! Pinstripes or no pattern? What tie would go best with this shirt? He needs to pick a suit with your favorite color, you'll like him more, right?

-Eventually caves and has Risotto pick something out for him because he literally can't (indecisive queen)

~Pesci~

-He is so INSECURE OH MY GOD

-Like Risotto, he thinks you're just fucking with him. He honest to god doesn't believe you could fall in love with someone like him

-He gets too nervous and freezes up then runs to find Prosciutto because he has no idea what to do

-Prosciutto basically screams at him to go back and find you. He can't just leave you all alone after telling him something like that!

-So he does go back and stutters out the softest "i like you too" in the world

-He'll take you for a picnic on the beach right after because he wants to make up for just leaving you standing there after he ran

~Illuso~

-BITCH MOTHERFUCKER

-He already knew because he eavesdropped on your conversation with Melone about how you should confess to him

-Sure he likes you back but he wanted you to come to him so he didn't seem desperate or something

-Teases you about it because he can't socialize for shit and probably ends up making you upset because he won't shut his god damn mouth

-So when you just walk away incredibly frustrated and probably a little teary eyed he realizes he fucked up bad

-Goes into the mirror world to scream because why can't he just be a normal person and not a little bastard

-Pops into your room from the mirror and gives you the quietest apology you've ever heard then hugs you because he feels really bad

~Formaggio~

-Another member of the team that thinks you're joking. Not because he's insecure, he's actually very confident in himself, but he jokingly flirts with you all the time so he thought you were finally playing along

-But you're not and you like him for real which makes him SO FUCKING HAPPY

-He knew he was gonna fall in love with you the day you joined the team and he's been daydreaming about your guys' first date since you went on your first mission with him

-Might be the most well prepared member of the team if I'm being honest

-He has a whole speech about how much he loves you and all the things he wants to do together and he already knows a guy that can legally marry you two

-He's so soft for you

~Ghiaccio~

-You told him how you felt when you guys were cornered during a mission and could die in literal seconds

-So when that didn't happen and you two made it out alive with the target killed, he tried to ignore your words ringing in his head

-But god damn the car ride back to Napoli was a long one and all Ghiaccio can do is think after you fell asleep in the passenger seat

-He couldn't tell if you just said you loved him because you guys were about to die or if you actually felt that way. But what if you loved him like family instead of like a boyfriend?

-And so Ghiaccio pulled over and woke you up. It was bothering him too much, he needed an answer now

-When you clarified that yes, you did love him romantically, he hugged you so hard your ribs almost broke

-mans was worrying for nothing smh

~Melone~

-He flirts with you all the time but...you actually caught feelings for him? Like genuine "I love you" feelings? Not lust? Melone seriously can't remember the last time someone actually enjoyed his presence outside of the bedroom so much that they wanted to be with him

-Mel started bawling his eyes out. Like, full on sobbing on his knees in front of you

-You thought you had done something wrong so you started apologizing which made him cry even harder (he thought you were apologizing because it was a joke)

-After he got himself back together he shakily asked you if you really meant it (which you obviously did) and after you gave him a positive answer he started crying again

-He won't let go of you for the rest of the day. He's just so happy someone finally loves him (FUCK that's sad)

~Sorbet and Gelato~

-It's a damn good thing you liked both of them. Gelato might've killed you if you only like Sorbet and Sorbet would've laughed in your face if you only liked Gelato

-So you avoided getting your face cut off but what the fuck are you supposed to do about confessing? You didn't want to become a homewrecker, it was quite obvious Sorbet and Gelato were perfectly content with nobody else in their relationship

-So you never said anything about it to anybody. God only knows what Illuso would've done if he heard you saying anything about it and the rest of the team would've let it slip eventually

-But Sorbet and Gelato always have a way of finding things out for themselves

-You were already close to the couple so when the smaller blonde man walked up to asking to see you for a second you thought nothing of it

-Until you were seated in front of them and Sorbet had broken the silence with "We know about your little secret"

-Honestly you thought you were about to die. How did they even find out? You were sure you hadn't said or done anything to hint at your feelings for them

-Gelato broke the silence this time. "Honestly, we're quite flattered both of us caught your attention."

-That didn't help ease you at all but when the both of them spoke in unison, "But don't worry about it too much, you've caught our interest as well."

-So now their murder duo is a murder trio, have fun :)

[paisley-print]

NEAR THE WATER’S EDGE:   CHAPTER SIX

After fleeing your abusive husband, you find yourself in the small coastal town of July, North Carolina. Soon you meet Frankie Morales, Air Force Veteran and single dad. As the two of you grow closer, you begin to let go of your past and learn to love again. That is until a strange man shows up in town, and you ’re forced to choose between your safety or the safety of the people that you love.

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Rating: 18+ / Heavy adult themes eventual smut.

Trigger Warnings: Domestic Abuse, Mentions of Drug Addiction, PTSD, anxiety.

Notes: I hope you like it  I rewrote it like six times lol. Also, I very much stole David from the book, but I am going to add my own spin on him in later chapters to make him different. 

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NEAR THE WATER’S EDGE: CHAPTER SIX

Sixty degrees and overcast. New Jersey rarely got a spring, just four more months of winter. David held his head in his hands, trying to get rid of the pounding. He had fallen asleep on the couch, TV still on. All night fireworks had been going off around him, loud enough to prevent sleep. They were illegal there but that didn’t stop people from driving across state lines into Pennsylvania and picking up a carload. It had been the same for years, every weekend from Memorial Day to the Fourth of July. It annoyed him.

As he stood, David knocked over a bottle of vodka that had been resting on the floor. Thankfully, it was empty. A groan escaped his lips as he stretched. Everything hurt, and he was feeling sick again. If you were here, you would have made breakfast, done the laundry, then both of you would go out and run errands together. Maybe he would have even swung by the bookshop and let you pick out whatever new novel you had been raving about that week.

He swallowed hard, the feeling of bile rising in the back of his throat as he moved into the kitchen. The fridge was completely bare. All that was left was a bottle of ketchup and an old jar of pickle juice he had not come around to throw away.

He slammed the door shut and moved to the cabinet to pour himself a drink, needing  to get rid of this headache. As the bitter taste of whiskey filled his mouth, he found himself thinking about you, and how much he had fucked up.

You had been the very best thing to walk into his life, kind, gentle, always attentive to what he needed. The two of you were going to start a family together, bring a life into this world. Live together as husband and wife, like he had always dreamed of. Like his parents or his grandparents. He loved you deeply and desperately. The months since you had been gone had been tough on him. If he could take back every single mark he left on you and bare those bruises himself, he would. 

He wondered what you were doing, or where you had ended up. Somewhere warm probably, you were always talking about going somewhere warm. Maybe he would meet you there, start over, and you would allow him to be the husband you deserved. He could almost imagine it now, fixing up the nursery while you came into the room, hand on your belly swollen with his child. Yes, that is what would happen, that is what needed to happen. 

Marriage was forever, a union forged under the hands of the lord. Broken by death only, he didn’t care what the courts said. You were playing a dangerous game with the devil, running off and leaving him alone. He thought he had been able to save you from yourself, keep you on the straight and narrow, because he loved you. Obviously he failed in that regard.  

David moved to the table and opened a laptop that was sitting there from the night before. First, he searched the Doe Network for any fresh faces, but none of them were yours. Next he scanned the Facebook of a few old high school friends, checked his bank statements, then searched your name and social security number in a database, usually used by Private Investigators; since he was on his home computer and couldn’t get access to the information they had at the precinct. Still nothing. You had disappeared into the fucking ether. David closed the laptop and scrubbed his eyes, vision getting blurred. He needed to eat, but all he could think about was you.

Maybe after he grabbed a sandwich from the store, he would swing around town again, and look for something he might have missed. You may have been quick, but you weren’t nearly as smart as you thought. When David found out where you had slipped up then he would fetch you and bring you home. 

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“Ready to go?” Frankie asked, standing next to the jeep. 

“Yep” you looked around “no Lucy today?”

“No, she’s at her friend’s birthday party. She wanted to help, but…. it’s probably best not to put her next to a gallon of paint. Unless you wanted to revamp your carpet.”

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” you smiled, opening the passenger’s side of his car.

“Oh trust me, I am,” he laughed. “It looked like a unicorn threw up, I had never seen so much bubblegum pink in my life.”

“What? It doesn’t fit with your whole tough guy military persona?” You teased. 

“No, it clashed horribly with the wallpaper.” 

Rubber tires rolled over broken shells as he pulled out of the driveway. The marina was busy again, you scanned the faces of the people as you passed. For a moment you thought you saw a shock of blonde hair but as the man turned you realized it wasn’t him.

Frankie glanced at you, “do you need anything from the store before we go to your place?”

You thought for a moment “I don’t think so?”

-

Home depot was empty for a Saturday afternoon. Frankie had loaded the cart with a few things needed to fix the windows. 

“Are you sure you don’t want anything else?” he asked, looking around. “Locks? Does the front door have a deadbolt?”

You hesitated, “I don’t know If I’m allowed, I’ll have to ask the leasing manager.”

“I know Kathy, her wife was Lucy’s kindergarten teacher. I’m sure she won’t mind.”

Frankie pulled the cart over to where the locks were hanging on the display and inspected a few. You glanced around, feeling eyes on you from somewhere. Instinctively, you took a step closer to him. 

“Do you guys need any help?” 

Your head whipped to where the voice had come from; it was an employee at the end of the aisle. 

Frankie smiled at the man “no, thank you. We’re just looking around.”

Once the man walked off you raked a hand through your hair and crossed your arms in front of your chest. 

A gesture not missed by Frankie, “Summer, what's wrong?” 

“It's just... The deadbolts are a good idea but with the paint and the stuff for the window…. I don’t think I can afford it.”

His brows knit together as he looked at you “I was going to buy it.”

“What? No, no, absolutely not.”

He threw the item into the cart. “You got dinner, remember?”

“When I said that I meant I couldn’t pay you for your time. A pizza is ten bucks, all this stuff together is at least sixty. No, no way.”

He smirked and pushed the cart forward “consider it part of my thank you.”

“The beach day was a great thank you already,” you protested. 

“Then allow me to pay for it for my own peace of mind. Honestly, I won’t be able to sleep if I know you’re by yourself and you don’t have a proper lock. Do you want me to be half awake while I go work on heavy machinery?”

You sighed, “well thank you, seriously. I’ll pay you back.”

“You can try” he said.

“Ok but I’m still paying for the paint stuff-” 

“Nope. Paint stuff is ten bucks, you got that covered by the pizza.”

A smile crossed your lips and you rolled your eyes playfully. 

-

He backed the jeep into your driveway, then hopped out and lifted the trunk. “Ok, I got a few things from the garage.” He had a bucket full of power tools, nails, screws, tape measure... the works.

“Wow,” you said, “That’s a lot more than what I have.”

“What do you have?” he asked, lifting the bucket from the bed of the trunk. Frankie would never admit it, but he had spent nearly an hour trying to find clothes that weren’t stained or torn in some place. He even cleaned up his beard a little and put on the cologne that Katie had gotten him for his birthday a few years back. 

“A screwdriver,” you said flatly.

He closed the trunk of his car with a thud. “No stud finder?”

“No what?”

Frankie didn’t say anything, he just offered you an amused smile. Yeah, it was probably a good thing he was here to give some help... or at the very least teach you how to do it. That way you wouldn’t electrocute yourself after unknowingly driving a screw through a wire. 

As he entered your house, Frankie was surprised by just how bare it was. He knew you didn’t have a lot, but he never expected this. The first thing he noticed was your bedroom, a stack of books next to a mattress resting on the floor. Not one set of sheets matched another, even the two pillow shams were wildly different. It was obvious you must have bought them from the local thrift shop, searching for quality over aesthetics. Despite this the room looked clean, and the bed was made with such precise edges it would have passed a military inspection with flying colors. 

Next was your living room and kitchen, no furniture and walls completely empty. Dark brown stains snaked down from the windows to the wooden floors, indicating where the leaks had been. Frankie made a mental note to search his attic when he got home, there must have been a few things collecting dust up there that he could give you. A bed frame at least, just to get you off the floor. 

“As you can see, I moved all the furniture into the middle of the room so we can paint,” you joked. 

Even though there wasn’t much to it, Frankie could see how proud of this place you were. It was a home you worked hard for. 

-

The two of you made quick work of the windows. Frankie did two himself, showing you each step then letting you off on your own. He was a skilled teacher. Never once did he speak down to you or make you feel incapable.  The way you squealed when you finished your first one by yourself made him smile. 

After that was done, he got to work on the door while you prepped the walls with tape. A dusty cordless radio drifted music lazily through the house. You swayed to the beat as you covered the water stains with a brilliant matte white.

 Ever so often he would steal a glance at you and marvel at how adorable you looked. So eager and bright eyed, elated to be painting a wall...of all things.  Anger ebbed its way into his chest once more. How much had that man taken from you, that you were simply happy to be alive? It must have been quite a bit. Just as he was getting done with the lock, Frankie’s phone rang, and he stepped out for a moment to speak. 

You realized then just how relaxed or even, dare you say, safe you felt in his presence. So many years had passed in isolation. You had forgotten what it meant to be content in the presence of another person…. especially a man. 

As he came through the door again, you looked up at him from your spot on the floor. “Everything alright?”

“Yeah,” he said, kneeling beside you and taking up a paintbrush. “Lucy, she was calling to see if she could sleep over.”

“Oh that should be fun. Is this her first one?”

He cleared his throat, “uhh, yeah actually.” 

You could sense the anxiety in his voice,  “you know the family right?”

“Yeah, Lulu goes there all the time, I’m not worried about that, it’s just...” he trailed off, trying to find the words. “This is the first night I’ll be alone since she was born, it’s kinda weird to think about…. your kids growing up and not needing you.”

“You still have many years of her needing you Frankie, this is the easy part.”

He sighed, “I’m worried that I won’t be enough for her. Like I’m going to mess her up somehow.”

“You’re definitely going to mess her up, but that’s okay. I can’t think of a single person who wasn’t a little messed up by their childhood. That doesn’t mean you failed, you love her and you look out for her…. at the end of the day that’s all that matters.”

He reached over to dip the brush he was holding in the tray. “She’s already had so much happen, I don’t want to add to it.”

“With Katie, you mean?”

“She told you?”

You bit your lip, “well, she said that her mother lives in Disney World.” You watched him nod slowly and adjust the hat on his head. Lucy was right, he did have a few silver hairs peeking through the brown. 

“The last time we saw Katie, she was leaving for a rehab facility in Orlando. Lucy heard Orlando, and I guess assumed Disney... that was a few years ago.”

You set the brush down as you heard that information. “She hasn’t visited her since then?”  

“She left one night with a nurse who worked there, nobody’s heard from her.”

“You think she was having an affair?” 

The look on his face said it all, “but she was sick. It’s hard to know what was her and what was the addiction. The V.A screwed us over. She had a piece of shrapnel lodged in her hip after one of the guys in her unit accidentally detonated an IED. The V.A hardly covered therapy and never approved us for surgery because it wasn’t ‘life threatening.’ Every time we would go they would prescribe a bottle of oxy and send us home. The pain got worse after she had Lucy.”

You were quiet for a long time, simply allowing what he said to wash over you before speaking. “I’m sorry about that, I can’t even imagine what it must have been like.”

“You learn to make peace with it because there isn't much else you can do. My only concern now is Lucy growing up without a mom… I can already see how much it affects her.”

“Frankie, you need to give yourself a little more credit. I don’t think you are doing a bad job at all. In fact, you are doing more than most parents would. You are a wonderful dad, and just because Katie isn’t in her life doesn’t mean Lucy will be without a mom forever. You’re still young, you have so much time to find someone who loves you both.”

Your words made you feel bittersweet. They both deserved a woman who could be there for them, but you knew that woman would never be you. Maybe if you two weren’t both still married, and you didn’t have to leave in a few months. He didn’t even know your real name….

Frankie cleared his throat, not wanting the conversation to sound as if he was trying to imply something. “Yeah. You’re right, and I apologize if I kind of just dumped all that on you. I know that probably wasn’t what you wanted to talk about.”

“No, don’t apologize,” you assured him. “You can always tell me if something is bothering you.”

He turned his head to look at you, brown eyes meeting yours. 

God, he was lovely, strong yet soft. A little smile curled onto your lips as you gestured to the wall next to him. “Hey, it looks like you missed a spot.”

As he turned to look at the brush and gave a little swipe of it on his arm. When he looked back at you, his face held mock surprise. “How dare you.”

“That was for stealing my beach ball.”

He laughed “it’s not stealing if you were not fast enough to catch it.”

“It was in my hands, but the wave took it away!” 

“That’s called a fumble, so technically the ball’s fair game.”

You scoffed, though you were smiling. “Oh, as if!”

“Sorry I don’t make the rules” he shrugged. 

-

The sun was setting by the time you two were finished. Frankie had just finished cleaning up by the time you were getting back with the pizza. You felt nervous ordering it to your house, so you waited by the front office instead. 

“Dun dun dun daa” you announced, holding up the pizza like a trophy as you walked through the door.

“Wow. Dinner of champions” he smiled and watched you set it down on the counter. 

“Exactly, we did pretty good.” you put your hands on your hips. “Right, so I don’t have any real chairs, but I do have some pretty high end plastic ones that the previous renters left.”

“And you’re pulling them out just for me? I’m honored.”

“You should be,” you said then pulled the sliding door open to the backyard. When you returned you had two crummy, pollen stained chairs. 

You placed them down on the ground, then disappeared in your room to grab two wooden crates from the closet and a blanket. After you were done, you had something that looked similar to a table sitting in the middle of your living room. 

You turned to him with a smile, “don’t worry, you didn’t faint and wake up in Italy.”

-

“In summary, don’t let anybody from New York fool you. Central Jersey exists. It’s an actual place, I lived there,” you told him firmly.

“I’ll write that down if anybody ever tries to argue otherwise,” Frankie said. 

The clock on the microwave read one in the morning. The hours had passed by more quickly than either of you had realized. The two of you spoke about many things, though you had still made it a point not to mention much about your past. Even if today went well, information like that could change things and you couldn’t risk it just yet.

There was also a small part of you that worried he wouldn’t like you after he found out. Like you would spoil into damaged goods…..You did share with him a little though, mostly what it was like living up north in the bitter cold for most of the year. 

He yawned and leaned back in his chair a little. That small weight shift proved to be too much for the already ancient plastic. There was a loud crack and suddenly Frankie was on the floor. You gasped and were at his side in an instant. 

“I knew you didn’t like me, but trying to murder me? That’s low,” Frankie groaned and sat up.

“Shit, did you hit your head?” You immediately started combing through the curls on the back of his head to check for bleeding. 

“No, no, I’m okay-”

“If I knew they were so weak I never would have- I’m so sorry. I have an ice pack in the fridge, hold on let me get it.”

Frankie laughed and placed a gentle hand on your knee, reassuring you he was in fact fine. “I’m okay Summer, I promise.”

You looked down at his touch, then back up to his face, the two of you only inches apart. With a breath you let your hand fall to his shoulder, fingers gliding over the tanned skin of his neck. 

Your heart fluttered as he lifted his hand from your knee to caress the side of your face. It wasn’t the sort of touch you had become accustomed to. After being married to David for so long; it felt foreign in a way. As if you had forgotten what it was like not to be grabbed and groped by hands that were fearfully strong. 

You felt yourself leaning into him, calloused fingers brushing along the shell of your ear. A shiver ran up your spine at the feeling. 

Frankie tilted his head a little, voice coming out in a whisper even though you two are the only ones there. “Is this okay?”

You nodded and closed your eyes, feeling him inch forward hesitantly. His lips just nearly ghosted over yours when the phone in his pocket rang. It must have been Lucy. Nobody else would call at this hour. 

You pulled back and bit your lip, not meeting his eyes as you said. “You should answer it.”

Frankie couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment that the moment had passed. He would have given anything to kiss you then, even if just for a few seconds. He pulled the phone from his pocket and answered the call. 

It was Lucy, her little sniffles coming through the other line shifted him into dad mode immediately. “Hey baby, what happened? You alright?”

“C-can you pick me up?”

He sat up a little more, searching for his hat on the ground. “Yeah, sure. Everything okay?”

You reached for where it fell beside you and handed it to him. The sound of Lucy’s voice made your heart break. You could tell she was still crying. 

“Y-yeah I just wanna g-go home” she whimpered. 

“Okay, that’s okay. I’ll be right over. Here, go pack your stuff and give the phone back to Miss Laura” there was a slight pause in the conversation before he spoke again. “Thank you, I’m sorry.”

An older woman’s voice came through. “Not a problem at all, she’s fine I think she just misses you. My two older daughters were the same way. I got plenty of these ‘mom can you come get me calls’. Just text me when you get here, I’ll have Lucy ready.”

“Alright, thanks” he said before hanging up.

With a deep sigh Frankie stood, then offered you a hand. You took it and allowed him to help you to your feet.

“I feel bad leaving you with a mess” he said.

You walked with him to the door. “An empty pizza box and a broken chair is not a mess. You’ve done more than enough today. I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to thank you. Honestly.”

He stepped out onto the porch and reached for the keys in his pocket. The jeep beeped twice and the rear lights glowed red. Normally Frankie would have never found the courage to ask,  but seeing as you clearly felt something too... “Let me take you out, next weekend or whenever you’re free. Just the two of us, I’ll get someone to watch Lucy.”

“Frankie…” you trailed off, looking away. “I don’t-”

“As friends” he added quickly, though the words stung a little coming out of his mouth. He just wanted to spend time with you it didn’t matter in what capacity. “You’ve been here for months, I think a little sightseeing is in order.”

‘Just as long as it wasn’t a date it would be fine’ you told yourself. The very last thing you wanted to do was lead him on then break his heart.  “Sure, I’ll see about switching with someone for Saturday…. and again, I apologize for trying to kill you.”

He looked at his shoes and smiled, thankful for the darkness that concealed the light blush on his face. “You wouldn’t be the first.”

“Jesus,” you laughed.

“Well I guess I’ll see you on Saturday then. Have a nice night Summer.”

“You too Frankie, and tell Luce I said hi.” 

With your hand on the door you stood, watching while he got into his car and drove out of sight.

-

As you settled in for bed that night you wrapped your arms tightly around yourself, trying to imagine that it was Frankie there with you. The picture was beautiful in your mind: moonlight spilling through the curtains and illuminating his face. His arms, warm and safe as they held you flush with his chest. You thought about running your hand over his neck and threading your fingers into those coffee colored curls of his. The ones laced with silver and too often hidden beneath a hat. 

You nuzzled your face closer into your pillow and sighed as the image started to fade; alone again. Although you wanted it more than anything else in this world, it was a dream that was simply unattainable. For your safety was dictated by your ability to go unnoticed by those around you.

Still though, it felt like someone was holding your heart and crushing it from within. 

[littlemisspascal]

Never did I think when I started this blog that there would be 1500 people following me and my love of Pedro. I am beyond grateful for every single one of you lovely souls. Without your encouragement I wouldn’t have the confidence to keep creating and without your kindness I wouldn’t have made such amazing friendships 💖

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[tacticalhimbo]

too lazy to log into main far cry(all or just one of them ur choice) and tow for .. blorbo plinko fandom meme

you know what? i respect that. you'll get characters for every far cry and the outer worlds (including dlcs) i have played simply bc i admire the dedication.

i will however spare the dash and place this under a cut ksdjkdkdks

also!! everything i say is in a light-hearted nature. there's nuance with a lot of these characters because far cry is almost... designed to make social commentary. and i throw a lot of it out the window for the jokes.

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most)

far cry 3: listen. jason gave me my name. literally named myself after this pathetic little white boy. but also... dr earnhardt. my beloved.

far cry 4: yuma my beloved 💕 i love her so much and i love the characterization the dlc added to her and i just. UGH. stan.

far cry 5: staci... baby boy. light of my life right there. i can fix him—

far cry new dawn: the judge. not bc they're the deputy tho. like. even before i knew that i just. gravitated toward them. genderless? mute? friend of animals? peak vibes right there.

far cry 6: juan!! he reminds me of my friend's dad so there is much love in my heart for him.

the outer worlds: vicar max... for no reasons in particular >_>;;

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped)

far cry 3: none of them give me that energy really but ig jason counts bc again... i named myself after the damn fool.

far cry 4: bhadra... sweet baby girl!! actual baby. a very good kid and caught in a situation nobody, esp a kid, should go through. ajay adopts her canon idc i make the rules

far cry 5: peaches... i love 😭 literally friend shaped but like. emotional support cougar right there.

far cry new dawn: fcnd sharky... UGHHH the dad bod 🥵 friend shaped. good for man6 things. doing his best. love him.

far cry 6: philly. eugh he has peak bro energy. would suffer through drinking beer just to hang out with him.

the outer worlds: parvati holcomb my beloved. would give her the world and then some!!

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave)

far cry 3: oliver! i love that stoner with my whole ass heart. he deserves the world after what happened on rook and i wish him nothing but the best.

far cry 4: i'd say every character bc far cry fans slept on this game bc....racism. but noore!! i love noore!! she just wanted to do good by kyrat and be a beacon for providing healthcare and stability and like. she put her family above all else. i love her.

far cry 5: tracey... i feel for her so badly, esp. bc she was friends with rachel before she became faith. and then she lost the only other person she had in her life that was close with her like that... 😭😭

far cry new dawn: underrated... hmmmmmmmm nana. she is a batshit crazy old lady who can and will kill a bitch between knitting. i love her. can she adopt me—

far cry 6: paolo!! fuck do i love him. everyone gives him shit for wanting to leave yara but like. he's queer. even among the guerrilla resistance, he faces active discrimination and violence. i do not blame him for putting himself first. it is not his responsibility to "fix" the mindset of others and i will die on that hill.

the outer worlds: ada... i have a weak spot for sentient, sarcastic yet loving ai

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week)

far cry 3: sam. SAM... my sweet german man. lemme give him a kiss 🥺 he deserved so much more.

far cry 4: not obsure but pagan bc i will not shut up about him.

far cry 5: virgil. that is all. would put him in friend shaped category but he's such a side character that nobody really pays attention to him so. his smile... i want a button from him.

far cry new dawn: selene!! i love her so much. she's doing her damn best and that is. all that matters.

far cry 6: rosa mel paquete, aka gilberto rosario. a spymaster drag queen? can fit into the poor little meow meow category but i have seen no content around miss paquete at all so!!

the outer worlds: halcyon helen 💕

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave)

far cry 3: mmh this one might catch me flack but buck. yes. the super sadomasochist. listen... he's interesting to psychoanalyze. plus the whole "history teacher" arc was just. great. funny. he has potential when he isn't doing... all that!

far cry 4: gonna say it, fc4 willis supremacy. he is a douche. he's a disgusting fed. and i love him. i want to give him the best-worst time he could ever have.

far cry 5: faith/rachel. she's popular but she's obviously problematic... she's one of the seeds... but!! she's a victim. fucked up what she's done but there is potential for her. the dlc even shows that, but won't spoil it. she deserves the chance to recover and heal.

far cry new dawn: thomas rush is a poor little meow meow. he's not unpopular or controversial or anything. he is just. a man. and i love that for him. been through a lot and for what!!! nothing.

far cry 6: maría... she is evil and i love that for her. peak girlboss. there's a lot of nuance around her role (but explaining is spoilers so!)

the outer worlds: adjutant akande. i love her for similar reasons to maría. she's so powerful 😌

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason)

far cry 3: riley, but in a "i love you and will torment you to make you laugh" kinda way. it's the older sibling instinct!! but like. opposite to john. i want to give riley the world and will give him some tough love to support him.

far cry 4: de pluer... 🥰 he'd kill me after and it'd be worth it.

far cry 5: john. he's an absolute bastard and as an older sibling, it is my duty to torment him as he's the baby of the family. cain instinct activated.

far cry new dawn: roger. for similar reasons to bembé.

far cry 6: bembé. not in a "i hate him and it's funny" way but in a "i love him and want to torment him for it" kinda way.

the outer worlds: rockwell and administor ludovico. old, uptight men are just 👁👄👁 prime targets.

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell)

far cry 3: hoyt. fuckin' wish dot com elon musk headass... hate him! deserves nothing but the worst honestly babes.

far cry 4: sabal 😐 no room in my house for people who use religion/tradition to excuse their shitty behavior.

far cry 5: hurk drubman senior. fuck his conservative, maga headass. he'd probably call me a slur and it's on sight with him.

far cry new dawn: genuinely could not think of anyone bc like. idk. ethan is probably the closest one i'd send. he just needs to give me one good reason not to.

far cry 6: antón 😐 i'm still not recovered from the ending.

the outer worlds: i couldn't think of anybody... 💀

[autumnleaves1991-blog]

Day 30: Her Couch - Llewyn Davis

Day 30: Her Couch - Llewyn Davis 

Pairing: Llewyn Davis x Wife OC 

A/N: This is it...the last one of the November Writing Challenge. Thank you to everyone who has supported me on this insane journey. Thirty stories, thirty days. Thank you so much for reblogging, commenting, and liking. I have read all of them and really appreciate it. 

Rating: 18 + for language

Taglist: @oldstuffnewstuff​ @yespolkadotkitty​ @heythere-mel​

The leather was worn and cracked in several places from years of use. The cushions were lumpy and uncomfortable. Even with the two added blankets the chill from the leather sunk deep into his bones and made him shiver. Llewyn opens his eyes and stares at the ceiling of the apartment. Sighing deeply he rubs a hand over his face, his head feeling like it was going to split in two. 

The slamming of the cabinets in the small kitchen have him groaning. Feeling like a troll is stopping on his brain with every slam. She’s still pissed he thinks to himself before pulling him up to a sitting position. He looks over into the kitchen and sees her rummaging through the cabinets and fridge. Making as much noise as possible...he deserves it...thinking back on what little he remembers from the night before. 

He remembered coming home and picking her up to go out to the Gaslight. He remembered the first drink and then he lost track of how many more times he filled his cup. He recalls a woman singing and him shouting...his arm aches as he remembers her nails digging into his arm begging him to be quiet. The rest is a blur except the part where she kicked him out of their bed and banished him to her couch. Not even their couch, her couch. 

“Good Morning,” he groans as she comes over and slams a cup of coffee on the table in front of him, he reaches for her wrist to stop her but she pushes him off ignoring him, “Fuck,” he sighs getting up to follow her. 

He hears the shower turn on and lays his head against the door knocking. “Baby, please. Can we talk about this?” he knows he sounds desperate...and that’s because he is. 

“Fuck off,” she shouts and gets into the shower. 

He bangs his already throbbing head against the door before he walks back to the couch and falls down upon it. Running his hands through his unruly black curls. He listens as she turns off the water and slams the door to their bedroom getting dressed. He looks up upon hearing the door open and watches her come to sit across from him pulling her brown knee high boots on. 

“I’m sorry,” he begs crawling across the floor and kneeling before her. She doesn’t even look at him working on lacing up the boots. 

“I’m pissed Llewyn,” she huffs, causing her bangs to shoot up, “you acted like you used to last night. Getting drunk and shouting at that poor woman, what the fuck was that?!” 

Her green eyes meet his brown and he can’t look away. The sea of anger and disappointment raging in her eyes. “Baby...I...I don’t have an excuse...you know I haven’t drank like that in years not since the last time I got the shit beat out of me.” 

She lets out a humorless laugh, “Yeah and if I recall you also were heckling some poor woman then too but her husband kicked your ass the next night. Is that what I need to do Llewyn? Kick your ass so maybe you won’t end up one?” 

She pushes herself off the chair, ignoring him as he reaches for her. “Baby…” he gets up and follows, “Please...I...I won’t do that shit again…” 

She scoffs, “But you know what Llewyn I don’t know if I can even believe you. I begged you to stop drinking last night and you didn't. In fact I think you drank more just to spite me!” 

“Baby please listen to me,” he shouts but she continues to ignore him walking over to the door and grabbing her keys. 

“You want to know what the worst part is? I thought you had actually changed! This was our one night out without the kids and you had to go and fuck it up! Damn it I am sick and tired of you Llewyn! I’m going to go pick up the kids from the Gorfeins and take them to my parents house,” she shouts, opening the door and slamming it behind him. 

He stands in shock for a moment before he is ripping the door open and screaming down the stairs after her taking them two at a time. “BABY! NO! PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME! DON’T TAKE AWAY OUR BABIES!” he frantically searches for her but she’s...gone.

The sidewalk is empty of all signs of life. Not a single person or car as far as he can see. He pants the cold air puffing in front of him. He collapses to his knees and screams into the nothing. His heart collapsing at losing everything in his life, tears streaming down his face. 

“Llewyn!” 

He swears he can hear her and he looks around for her desperately searching. “Baby…” he whispers broken his voice hoarse, “Baby come back...please” 

“Llewyn! WAKE UP!” 

His body shoots straight up in the bed, his heart slamming against his chest, his breath coming out in gasps. He can feel the clench of panic seize around his heart suffocating him and he struggles to breath. 

“Llewyn! Honey you need to calm down, you were having a nightmare! It was just a dream!” she rubs his back frantically cradling him against her chest. He takes deep gulping breaths inhaling her light floral perfume and the sweet scent of oranges that always clings to her skin. She hums the opening to Queen Jane and he can feel his heart return to a normal beat keeping in time with her own. He slumps against her exhausted, holding tight to her. The dream felt so real...he almost lost them...his wife...the kids...his family. 

“Daddy!” a little girl with black curls wearing a purple nightgown crashes through the door and launches herself at him. He lifts her into his arms and pulls her close, “Janie,” he sighs. 

“Daddy why cry?” she looks at him and rubs his tear streaked face. 

He shakes his head smiling, “It was just a bad dream sweetie, daddy’s ok now” he hugs her again and the sound of crying reaches his ears. He hands the small girl to her mom and kisses his wife on the lips. “I’ll get him,” he mumbles. 

He walks down the small hallway and into the nursery. The walls are painted a pale blue with a mountain scene on one wall. The little baby whines and cries and he’s quick to pick him up and rest him against his bare chest. The baby instantly quiets into small sniffles nestling against his daddy's warm chest. “Shhh Mikie it’s ok daddy is here,” he hums quietly and moves to the kitchen. 

He smiles seeing his wife and daughter singing together to the radio and making pancakes. He hands the baby over to his mother and she pulls down her shirt and begins nursing. He takes the spatula from her hand and ushers her into the kitchen chair. Jane tries her best to help mixing the pancakes from her perch on a chair. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” his wife asks, watching him carefully. 

Llewyn sighs before turning from the stove looking into those beautiful green eyes. “I did something...like I used to… you made me sleep on the couch...and when I tried to apologize in the morning you...you took the kids and left me. I was alone, just like I used to be.” He turns from her to flip the pancakes and hears the sound of the chair scraping across the floor. 

Her hand rests gently on his shoulder before she turns him around and pulls him close. Mikie resting happily between the two of them, “Family hug,” she whispers to Jane who holds out her arms and he picks her up. She wraps her tiny arms around his neck, and he tightens his hold on the three of them. His whole world in his hands. 

“Daddy, you ok?” Janie’s little voice asks from the crook of his neck. 

He nods pulling away to look at his little family, “I’m perfect. As long as I have mama, baby brother, and you. My family is all I need.”

[patandpran]

2020 CREATOR WRAP + A FOLLOW FOREVER

Well friends, I think its really important to spread love and share gratitude so that’s what I’m doing today. I’ve already done the one where you talk about your favourite original posts but I wanted to talk about some incredible creators that I adore. Some of these people I am blessed to call friends and others I look up to or their work makes me smile whenever it shows up on my dash. Anyway, here goes...

@sarawatism Nen... I cannot thank you enough for being my friend. Even though we don’t get to talk as much as we used to, I appreciate you to the end of the world and back. You have helped me craft the world of ‘Nuisance and the Handsome’ Prince and your writing is so soulful and when I grow up, I just want to be more like you (Yes - I know we’re the same age). Thank you for helping me to fall back in love with writing and encouraging me to continue on with that monster of a story.

@partlyalive Camille. My soul sister. I know you’re not actually on here a ton so I hope you see this but thank you for all the support. You are one of the loveliest human being I have ever had the honour of getting to know and I am so lucky to get to call you a friend. Love you!

The @giftedgays​. Oh boy. Friends. Thank you for being there for me. I know I’m a lot sometimes but I appreciate you all so much. When the Gifted Graduation was airing, it felt like every Sunday was Christmas morning. 

@wjmild Kylie. You are such an intelligent and loving human being. I love hearing about your research or even just when you rant about anything in particular (mostly Lee and Arm). I love our weekly MarkKit watchthroughs with Violet. Way too much fun. Your gifs are gorgeous and so are you. If I didn’t have Dave and you didn’t have Violet, you know how things would go.

@tawanv Violet. Plant Queen. Dancer Extraordinaire. Fellow musical theatre enthusiast. I am so glad that we’ve been able to connect over the last little bit because we have so much in common! Our ‘Last five years’ watch was so much fun and I just love how much of a kind human being you are. You are beautiful both inside and out and I am happy to flirt with you until it upsets Kylie too much. Haha.

@petekaos Rahul. You are such a wordsmith. I am so thankful that we have been able to become friends as I look up to you so much. You seem to feel so deeply and you are just so kind and supportive to everyone. Thanks for being my friend. 

@pangwave Dawn. You are so sweet and I love how strong and opinionated you are. I remember back in the day I would always look forward to you and Alexa’s thoughts about pangwave. You are a lovely human being and you deserve to be happy.

@doctorbahnjit Alexxxxa. The way you write is so natural. You have such a way with words. Your pang wave fics were the first ones I ever read and it totally sold me on the ship. You are so bubbly and full of life and it always remind me to stay positive and laugh at life, even when it feels hard.

@tanwirapong Roa. Roa. Roa. You are probably one of the most supportive and lovely human beings I’ve ever met. You lift people up and are such a good listener. Your gifs are beautiful and the colouring is just *chefs kiss*.

@class2clown Angel. You are such a sweetheart and you are so beyond talented. Whether its your gifs, your writing or you drawing. How can one person be so talented? Thanks again for your amazing fic from the gift exchange. I will treasure it forever.

@soulmatelines Jo. You are such a darling. Your gifs are beautiful and similar to Roa, you are just such a beacon of positivity and support. I really appreciate your presence in the group and good luck with your college applications!

@gunatps Veeee! How I miss you. I remember the first time you messaged me about Pangwave and the Gifted theories. It was so much fun and you were the first person I really got to ramble about the Gifted with. You are such a fun and lovely human and I am so glad I’ve been able to get to know you.

 @lee-thanat​ (Ke), @pvrrish (Eleni) and @vihokratanas (Mel), you are all lovely human beings as well and I would love to get to know even better! Thanks for making the Groupchat such a fun place to be!

Some more non GC friends:

@teh-ohaew Tay!! I am so glad that we’re able to pick up wherever we’ve left off, no matter how long it has been since we last talked. Thanks for ranting with me about shows and pairings. You are so lovely and I adore any time that we get to connect.

@gremlinmetawin Ayessshha! I remember back in the 2gether days when you sent the analysis and I was just like... this girl gets it. Thanks for always being lovely and even though we don’t get to talk all that often, I will always adore you from afar.

@lesbian-earn Mayyy! Your writing is beautiful and I am so glad that we’ve been able to connect. We always seem to be on the same page about theories and it’s so nice to have someone who just has a similar brain. Any time a new episode of something comes out, I love looking at your page to see your thoughts!

@kindaanartblog My favourite clown. I am still so in awe of your talent and I am always here for you to gush to or complain to or whatever! I still can’t believe you really took my Bright/Sarawat vampire prompt and made such a masterpiece. 

Taking a page out of Kylie’s book, here is a list of people that fill up my dash with loveliness. I am horrible at communication and maintaining relationships so whether I have messaged you, liked your posts or just love to see you show up on the timeline, know that you make me smile.

@gigiesarocha , @emisfritish, @khaotungthanawat, @piningbisexuals, @sarawatlisme, @brightwin, @obsiditae, @vertigox, @doodledot05, @coldties, @gunsatthaphan, @mybabybright @morksuns, @floralbfs, @toptaps, @gawincaskeyy, @onstoryladders @phukao, @earthfluuke, @asianmelodrama 

If I have not mentioned you here, I apologize in advance. I have tried to spend less time on Tumblr for my mental health so I am sorry if I forgot to mention. I hope everyone has an amazing winter break or festive season or end to 2020! 

I am so lucky to have a small corner of this community to help me through one of the hardest years. You are all so incredible and I love you all. Thanks again. 

[pinkievie]

I just gotta say some stuff about Season 3 of Charmed

I thought the premiere was soo boring, and the second episode was loads better because more stuff was happening but there is still so much lazy and inconsistent writing I just struggle

First of all there were a few great things about ep 2...

MAGGIE MY QUEEN!! 💕 I literally love it when they focus on Maggie because it shows that you don’t need to be the most confident or dominant or combative one in the room to be the most powerful. I think even going back to season 1 the show was implying that Maggie is lowkey the most powerful charmed one and she really keeps the family together. She’s the heart and soul of the power of three and she’s easily the smartest of the sisters because she has insight and premonitions that Macy and Mel don’t have. She also holds a lot of the responsibility and pressure and has had to be the stable rock in the family so many times when she has had arguably the most draining powers which takes so much out of her, but she always exceeds even her own expectations despite being the youngest. She’s literally the most powerful witch in the world and stands for an entire coven, and has continuously lead the power of three, and performed explosive spells as well as the most intricate empathetic spells. There’s nothing she can’t do. She is just 😍 and AS WELL AS all of this she has moments of vulnerability and panic attacks and personal struggles and it’s JUST AMAZING CHARACTERISATION showing that you can have low points and be open about it but that doesn’t mean you are any weaker or less powerful PLUS you can be empathetic and kind and emotional as well as being BADASS AND when I see the AMAZING Maggie moments like these, I just wonder how it’s the same writers who are writing the rest of the piss poor series 🤷‍♀️

Harry and Macy. Yes, we are getting literal crumbs like 1 x hug and confirmation that they will enjoy a #date when “the magical world is no longer in danger” or whatever, but you know I feel like their relationship might be the reason why 50% of us are still watching the show so I gotta give it to them

the graphics were alright

and the actors are all doing amazingly considering the source material

OKAY NOW on to my many many issues

It was definitely interesting to see Julian as Nadia but i gotta be honest, who even is Nadia? We hardly know her. How did she end up in a relationship with Jimmy? It doesn’t seem like their romance was relevant or important to the story . ? . What relationship is Nadia to Vivian and why does she even care about magic? We’ve only had like a handful of meaningful scenes with her and then in this episode they full on removed her from the story off-screen. The actress is really great so that was a blow in my opinion because she could have done so much MORE. (maybe we’ll see her again I dunno, but I doubt it because the writers aren’t even trying to hide how much they don’t care about her character)

Julian was 1000% done dirty. I wanted to see him come to terms with what he helped create, go against his aunt. What even happened with his sister, Rosemary? Why did Vivian FULL ON KILL her own nephew?? Was their whole relationship just a load of crap or did she feel at all guilty about killing him? Maybe the magic went to her head and made her crazy kinda like Parker with the powerful fruit things. What beef does Viv have with the magical world anyway ? What’s her history

THIS ONE REALLY TICKS ME OFF. The weird thanos infinity glove thing that Viv had to steal and utilise magic. WHere ? Did she ? Did she invent it? HOW? How does it work, what the hell we don’t even know its origins before its already destroyed along with Viv

I know I said they did Julian dirty but Viv also. Wow what a let down from apparently the biggest villain of the season. Again, the graphics were alright but all of the build up regarding her faction and her magical army, and suddenly it’s like “she’s cashed in on her army, destroying all the creatures, and now she’s dead” 🤷‍♀️

Jordan is by far the most pure sweetest character on the show but his small storyline in this episode was too vague, and other more important stuff was going on like did anyone care what he was doing ?? He deserves a part in storyline A. Also the Jordan and Maggie scene at the end was just meh like by this point i’m tired. They don’t seem to even like each other that much and are so distracted by their own problems, they not interested in helping each other. 

As much as I like Ruby and the actress, it just felt weird that she clearly didn’t want anything to do with magic the last time we saw her, but then SUDDENLY she comes running to offer her help with a giant crystal, and then at the end her and Mel seemed like they were like back together? They were going in for a kiss and I’m just like WAT has changed here? Don’t get me wrong, I like their relationship but I thought she didn’t want anything to do with this world and didn’t wanna be with Mel. I guess Mel’s life being at stake might have changed her mind ?? Although she already knew being a witch is dangerous so ~lazy writing~ 

RIGHT OKAY did the producers/writers seriously say that they were making the show darker and upping the anti after season 1 because season 1 was too tame and wishy washy and low-stakes and very like “ah let’s just destroy the monster of the week with the power of three” TO THEN LITERALLY destroy the season 2 big bad with the power of three 🤦‍♂️  i mean, enuf said about that, that last battle was such a let down, i was underwhelmed to extremes

Aside from that, seeing as the power of three did kill Viv, why were the charmed ones focused on protecting the sacred tree and sealing the vault like it was the ONLY WAY they could win instead of just, i dunno, goING TO KILL VIV with the power of three in the first place to prevent her from getting the amber. They were obviously clearly more powerful than her, so why did they all doubt that for the whole episode. Why was the power of three like their .. last...resort ?? 

OK so the sisters were told by the guardian lady that if humans touched the black amber then the magical scales would be unbalanced or some shit, so before they killed Viv was it not obvious that she had touched the black amber considering her appearance and the vault door was wide open. They’re smart girls, why didn’t they realise shit was going down sooner even after killing Viv. They should have checked on the sacred tree no? SOOOO like then everyone was all *shocked* in the final scene upon discovering that Viv had clearly touched the black amber and the magical kingdom was in danger and ON TOP OF THIS are you trying to make ME surprised by this. Bitch you showed us Viv putting her hands in the amber, we’re not shocked by this revelation that the ~battle isn’t over~ we’re not stupid

and -breathe-

[websfiles]

Yall.

I’m just-

@mlim8

She is so talented, I went through her blog for hours tonight and honestly, I’m an awe.

Mel literally seems like the sweetest person on planet Earth and her artworks are so stunning and they have honestly brightened my week, I’ve been stuck inside for the past week with the worst migraine and when I say her artworks just make me laugh or feel all fuzzy inside I could go through it all over again and never get tired of looking at them.

I am so so so amazed that someone can physically have this much talent and pure kindness like, I can’t tell if she’s a real person or if she is a literal angel sent from heaven-

anyWAY- this is just a big fat sappy mess about how much I’m in love with her and her work and just AH WHAT A QUEEN.

You deserve all the love and praise in the world this is not an exaggeration-

[naturaldisasterfanfiction]

3.

I stayed a few more days in Barbados before I rushed back to London, I needed to recuperate my thoughts still. I needed some peace and downtime, Barbados is the place for that, some inner peace before I throw myself into work and get my life in order before I can’t step outside. I feel sick, I am saying feel when I was sick twice on the jet, I don’t feel good at all but I need to gather myself before landing because I have a meeting to attend to as soon as I land in London. I am feeling a little better, more positive as I learn to accept my situation and learn the fact I will be a mother, I don’t have long. I keep saying this but because I haven’t prepared my work schedule is long and now I have to shorten that, I just want to be on my last months and be relaxing, I just can’t believe I am going to be a mother, I will be someone’s mother, will my child be proud of me. Will they love me, will they think their mother is the best, can I be the best mother, can I be like my own mother. Nothing else matters, like everyone’s opinion of me does not matter if my child doesn’t think I am good, I am shocking myself for feeling this way when I called it a mistake but it’s really making me have these types of feelings. I just can’t believe I am pregnant, I am more than overwhelmed but I hate that I have to somehow tell the world about it, like I would want to keep this a secret forever but then I want to show that my baby is not a mistake either. I have to really get my head in gear, my mom is with me like a bodyguard which I don’t mind at all, she is the best “you know what, everything is going to be ok. Cardi B is a step mother to three other kids, offset had I think like three others, so it’s ok you know. Everything will be fine” dragging my eyes away from the jet window and at Jen “sorry, what are you insinuating?” staring at Jen, what is she talking about “that this set out is ok” staring at her in confusion “are you working or thinking of me? Are you trying to say Chris and I are together now?” Jen laughed “well, I don’t know but I am trying to make you feel better bitch” Jen is a whole trip, acting like I am getting with him “I am nobodies step mother thank you, girl. What is even on your mind Jen!” I shouted at her.

My shouting woke my mom up, she fell asleep “oops” ducking my head down “if Mel were here she would agree to disagree, Debbie. I said nothing wrong” I wish the bitch was here, Mel stayed behind to stay with her family for a while which I don’t mind but I miss her already, she will join me soon on this trip “I am not going to be with him even though I was sad, I am not going to get the whole baby daddy thing. The whole loving thing, I am just going to be on this journey on my own, but I think Chris I are pretty set on our way. When speaking to him it was weird because all he did was stare at me with puppy dog eyes and he did what I said but he has so much mess, so I think with us it will be about the baby if Chris learns to listen so you wrong. I am not a step mother” I pointed at both Debbie and Jen “right, let’s skip a year. Coming up it will be baby big head first birthday party. This is just a scenario, the party is happening, and Chris asks can his daughter and son come, which are half of your child. They will be siblings, even though I have a feeling you both will be disagreeing a lot. What are you going to do, things like this will come up?” Debbie is right, this will come up so how would I even handle that “it’s hard, I know how people dislike him in my camp. Not you guys but there is still some that don’t like him. I wouldn’t want his mom involved either way, the Joyce I see is not what I remember, she is very controlling in terms of I will have the kids but she is not telling him you had sex, you had the kids so you deal with it. She seems to like I don’t know; I am just looking outside in; she just accepts his behaviour this is why he doesn’t learn. She can visit like any grandma and that is it. I wouldn’t shut everyone out, but I need to control my setting” I am just talking right now “you are confused aren’t you? Didn’t think of that one did you” shaking my head “I say, if Chris is playing ball. He is being the best baby daddy; he is active, and all is well. Let the siblings meet with you there unless it’s going to be baby passing?” furrowing my eyebrows “huh?” Jen be coming out with words “like you give him weekends and then he passes it back?” I scoffed “no way, I will not do that. That is my baby!” I spat “if Chris and I work out how I hope then I will not be silly, I will let them see the baby and I will try and allow it. I like my life controlled, like now. How nobody knows things, letting Chris in can just create a gap where people can see in, we will see” there is so much to think about and do.

Jen and Debbie has put scenarios to me and I need it, I think I need to be aware and think of what is around “ok, I have come up with another one” Debbie clicked her fingers across from me in the car going to the apartment “what are you girls doing?” my mom asked confused “we are putting scenarios to Robyn to see how she will react, she is failing Monica” putting a finger up at Jen, she is annoying “ok, the child is three and Chris wants the child to spend Christmas with him?” I groaned out “no” I said straight up “you need to go to court bitch” Jen spat, and I just screamed out laughing “take your ass to court, you are playing now. I know you just being childish” she pointed at me saying as I laughed “you girls need to take it more seriously now; this could all be true. And you, you need to know you may need to give and take, give my grandchild the stable life” here comes the fun police, my mom is not playing “I know, we are just joking” smirking at Jen, she is stupid that girl “what are you going to say to Roc Nation? That you knocked up now so peace?” nodding my head, that is a good thing “pretty much, see you when I see you but it’s there. I love music and I would go back to it and someone asks for a feature I’m there, period. It’s going to be about me and my baby, it has to be. But the answers I am saying now will change, I just need to put things in perspective and just get on with it. I will need you girls to slap me and tell me to sit when I am doing too much because I am going to be working so hard, I need too” that is my priority right now, my empire needs to be ok before I can just leave it to the side “Fenty baby clothes” Jen said pointing at me “girl no, let’s not do this, I have enough on my plate!” I don’t need more even though it is a great idea.

That reminds me I need to make a doctor’s appointment, walking into my apartment “seriously, the mess? Rorrey, come on” they use my apartment and just make it a mess, stopping abruptly and turning around “Jen, can you make me an appointment. The Portland Hospital, it’s the most private and the best. I did my research, the queens here have it there. Make sure it’s on the low, you know” Jen nodded her head “I will get on it, I am like so excited for you. I am more excited then I was for my own kids” Jen is cute “woah, mom is here? What is the event” Rorrey said behind me “the event is seeing the mess you made of my place, not heard of trying to clean” Rorrey gave me a hug “I didn’t know when you would be back, I would have cleaned of course” I guess so “did you get the memo then bitch?” Ja rolled his eyes “I got the memo and then came back around, what is it you want to tell moi? You ditched the meeting for the clothing?” hugging Ja “mhmm, I have some news. Rorrey, mom. Sit your bitch ass down then” pushing at Ja “I could be in France right now, the schedule is so off now” he huffed out as he sat down on the couch “we will catch up, this was important and I had to go. Thank you for filling the place for me, I know you had to guess what I would like and so on, so thank you” Ja held his wine glass up “you are my queen” watching Rorrey sit down, Rorrey is very much more over protective of me then Rajad, he acts like he is my older brother because he feels he needs too, I am a little nervous to tell him such a thing, Rajad was easy to tell because he barely cares.

My mom is here so I have my bodyguard, she will be here taking up for me on the corner. I am feeling it now “so bitch, what the hell?” Ja said, Rorrey is making me nervous “erm, so I have some news for you both. This is something that has to be kept in house but of course, I trust you all. My circle, so yes. I flew to Barbados, unexpected of me. I fainted after the meeting with Seth for the Clara foundation, which is not like me at all. Melissa pushed me to get checked out, I did” clasping my hands together “the doctor took my blood and he came back, he told me that I am pregnant” Rorrey’ reaction is totally different “you said about a donor but I thought you was joking? What do you mean pregnant? Out of thin air?” licking my top lip, this is not the tip of it and he’s kicking off now “chile, you really having a baby? Oh my god. Well a congratulations are in order!” Rorrey put his hand up at Ja “when people have sex things like that can happen? It’s not a secret” Ja needs to shut up “I am talking to my sister” Rorrey said unamused by it all “you need to remember she is older than you, so you better show some respect. She has a father” my mom said to him “I am asking a question, so why now? How is that even logical. You hanging with Drake, so you’re his second baby mother? Come on now, I didn’t even like Hassan because you were going to end up being one of his six wives. Why can’t you just behave. So, you fucking with Drake again? You admitted to the world you don’t like him but having sex with him, how foolish is that. I just want better for you. You deserve it” looking at my mom “I am pregnant and that is all you need to know” this is what I need to get used too because the Chris part is going to cause a breakdown “so the baby has no father? You know how much I hated not having a father around?” I groaned out “Rorrey, you’re getting on my fucking nerves! Support me!” I shouted “I always do! I am always supporting you and your lifestyle, I just want you to find a man and settle, now you are pregnant by who? Drake, that is why you are shying away from it, ashamed to be his second baby mother” Ja is looking in horror, he has worked it out. Ja is not stupid at all, he knows already “I love you Robyn, just wanted better for you” this puts me in a dilemma to tell him, but he will eventually find out “I know the father” I said, looking at Ja and he is laughing which is annoying.

“Chile” overhearing Ja “you the fucking dad? What is funny?” Rorrey said, Ja pulled a face at him “who is it then? Am I right? I’m over it now” he waved me off “Chris is the father” Rorrey is still waving me off before rubbing his face “I mean come on Rorrey, we were all at that party” I might as well tell him the truth, it’s going to come out “Chris Brown, wow. You just continue to improve, you know what. Ja is right, I mean come on. I was there, I saw it all. I saw the happiness on your face, the enjoyment. You were feeling yourself with him, I was stupid to not think that. Fuck me Robyn” he got up from the couch, Ja held up three fingers at me “fuck you” turning to Rorrey “he doesn’t know and for now that is all it will be, until I can work out things. I was going to get rid of it, I myself had a meltdown and then I found out that possibly my baby has a heartbeat and I can’t do it, no matter who the dad is, that is my baby. It was one night, it happened and now I got a blessing. Like mom said, no I haven’t thought of what other’s reaction will be because I want just my family to know”  Rorrey nodded his head, he is not impressed “you’re just like the gift that just keeps on giving, from sperm donor, to Chris Brown that gives his sperm out like it’s water” Rorrey put his hands up “the donor doesn’t sound so bad after all but” he paused “you’re my sister and I will be here for you, and the baby” that is all I wanted to hear “we need to support Robyn in this, if we can’t uplift her then who will” my mom said “I guess it’s congratulations, I am happy for you” Rorrey walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me “just no man is good enough for you, you deserve the world Robyn and this baby will be loved, uncle got it” I chuckled, Rorrey doesn’t deem many men good enough for me.