#nik is some kind of baby

[dutiful-wildcraft]

I re-emerge with a soft and vaguely angsty Nik/Price/F!Reader

Unedited, 1k, enjoy <3

It's not unusual for Nikolai to look after her while Price is away. As a matter of fact it grew common, the burly Russian staying with her more often than not, even when John was home.

And what had originally been a friendly extension of John, extra security at her call, had evolved into another soft body in their bed, both men's mingled cologne sinking into her sheets as she slept tucked between them.

However, these last few days had been devoid of soft embraces and stolen kisses, but rather wretched coughing and sniffly noses. 

Nikolai, has been sick as shit for days.

Thankfully, he'd been minding her with only a small amount of caterwauling. Huffing and puffing about her not sleeping beside him, whining as sickly boys are want to do.

His raspy voice somehow stupidly effective in getting him his way. 

Can I have more blankets lisichka? he rumbles pitifully.

What will we have for lunch?  he asks with big brown eyes. 

As if he could keep anything more than cheese and crackers down.

Unable to sleep due to Nikolai’s chainsaw level congestion snores, she slinks down stairs in the wee hours of the morning. Having already decided to make her favorite comfort food. Something simple, savory and carb heavy for the pair of them. 

On a whim she gives John a video call, setting it up on the counter while it rings and rings. 

She hardly expects him to answer, he rarely does.  And considering he'd already been gone 4 out of his supposed 6 week stint, she was sure her man was still up to his chest in work.

She's got a maw full of shredded cheese when John's voice rings through the receiver.

“Hello darling”

She sputters, recovering quickly to flash him a big goofy smile.

“Hey love” she whispers back, heart fit to burst as she takes him. There isn't much to see, just the pale light of his phone illuminating his features in the darkness. His beard is scruffy, bags under his eyes far too heavy for her liking. 

“Hello” he repeats again, an infinite fondness in his voice. His sweet cheeks pulled up into that little smile that still makes her blush. She sheepishly brushes the remnant shredded cheese off her tits, tries to quickly adjust her hair. 

She can see her own image reflected in the top corner of her screen, she looks like hammered hell honestly. Hair a mess, dark circles under her eyes, clad in ratty stained oversized shirt. She almost feels a little guilty for not looking more presentable for him when he chimes in again.

“Missed that sweet face.” he murmurs, and all those nagging thoughts plop right from her noggin. The goofy man would think she'd look hot in a trash bag. 

“Missed your face too baby, you okay?” She knows better than to ask about the op, instead lets him pick and choose what he likes to talk about. 

“Much better now, might even be home sooner than we thought.”

Her ears perk at that, spiritual tail wagging hopefully. She missed him dearly, occasionally shed tears in the lonely showers away from Nikolai, when the weight became to much for her to bare. She does her best not to say anything, doesn't want him to feel bad for being so far away. Instead she sends him updates, pictures of the animals, of her meals, this weeks favorite song.

He doesn't reply, she knows he can't, but he does read them, follows up with each one in a big text or call when he can. Somehow holding the details despite whatever hell he sees.

“What you makin’ over there?” he cuts in, trying to eye the counter with a raised brow through the screen. 

“I was hankerin’ for some potato soup, thought the patient would like it too.” she chuckles a bit.

“Mmm, sweet thing aren't you? How is he?”

“He's only a little whiny, spends his day trying to coax me close enough to cough on me, claims he just wants a cuddle” she laughs.

John chuckles too, shaking his head with a fond exasperation.“Well, you gonna show me how to do it?”

“Huh? Right now? I was just calling…you can get your rest babe, I just wanted to hear your voice.”

“I'm far from tired with a pretty thing cookin for me, now go on.”

She flashes him a knowing look. John Price was no chef, he did well enough, but she'd caught him on more than one occasion following along to the little cooking videos he'd dug up on the internet. Especially those made by other soft southern women.

With an expectant look she continues her work, cutting vegetables and getting the stock pot ready. 

“Talk to me love, need to hear your voice.” he reminds her. 

Not want. Need. And who was she to deny him? So with a little fumbling she starts narrating, mimicking the smooth diction she'd often heard in those same videos, biting back a smile as she watches John fight sleep. Tired baby blues drooping lower and lower, closing briefly before the sharp snick of cut carrots stirs him again. Eyes straining to keep watch.

Sweet man.

She knows he's exhausted, more so than she can probably imagine. What hell he's had to dodge up until this point, and possibly a few days more until he can see them again.

Something in her chest stirs at how he stills for her, easily drawn into the soft bubble of comfort she can provide at such a distance. Lulled easily by a silly soup recipe, simply because it's her voice. She wonders now if he uses her voice messages similarly. She wonders if he would let her read him to sleep.

She files it away. Along with the thought of sending him softer voice messages for when he's away. 

She looks to him again, bristly face squished against his pillow. Eyes closed serenely. 

“Wanna know my secret?” she asks, soft and playful, watching one of his pretty blue eyes creak open at her tone.

“W'sat luv?” 

“I use instant mashed potatoes to thicken up my soup, makes it extra potatoe-y” she giggles.

“My clever girl” he mumbles dreamily, followed by a string of more barely intelligible praise. It rolls easy and proud from his chest, voice no more than a sleepy purr that makes a grin split her face. 

By the time she's finished up John is fully asleep, his measured breaths pouring through the receiver just shy of a real snore.

Her heart aches deep in her chest, a chunk of it long gone and far far away in the form of one John Price, and while she can see him now, know he's alive and relatively well, she longs more than anything to crawl in next to him. Hold him close tucked beneath her chin, where she can keep him warm and safe herself.

As if on cue, a pair of strong arms wrap around her middle, Nikolai’s hot cheek pressed to her temple where he briefly lays a kiss. This time she doesn't fight him. 

Getting sick be damned.

“Pretty thing isn't he?” Nikolai rumbles quietly, eyeing the phone screen with those fond brown eyes. 

She simply hums an affirmative in his arms, words caught in her throat by the emotion that's threatening to escape her. 

Nik seems to catch on, giving her a soft squeeze. “How is he?” he whispers instead, voice low to not wake the man on the other side of the world.

The question is able to at least shake a little out of her. “He seems okay, worn out, fell asleep watching me cook.” She watches John for another moment before sucking in a deep sigh, squirming around in Niks arms to face him, tuck herself into his arms. 

“I'm just ready for him to be home” she mumbles into the soft plush of his chest.

Nik pulls her in closer, warm hands petting along her back, squeezing the back of her neck soothingly. “Me too, malyshka” he returns, the weight of John's absence equally heavy in his own voice. 

The pair stay there for some time, swaying gently in each other's embrace, listening to John's soft snores until the sun paints their meager kitchen gold.

[alexthebordercollie]

Soooo I made thing. I will probably redraw this in the cannon style in the future. As for my own personal style for drawing GF stuff, I'm still fleshing it out. But I have another AU now. My Hand of God AU has Ford committing to Bill and spending years trapped in a very abusive relationship, also the apocalypse so that's fun. This one's the complete opposite direction. Ford and Fidds accidentally come into possession of a pair of twins, these boys end up being the motivation it took for Ford to cut things off with Bill and do whatever it takes to keep him from ever getting out.

(I've yet to flesh out exactly how these two were born but the boys were created through anomalous means.)

On the left is Nik (Nikola) An adrenalin junkie who loves adventure and is an absolute menace to society as is the Pines tradition. On the right is Newt (Newton), a pastel-loving soft boy who will cry if you tell him pink is a girl color and gets overly attached to every weird critter Ford brings home.

Nick is missing a pinkie because Bill cut it off while possessing Ford when he was a baby as a threat. Trying to scare Ford into compliance by threatening to kill the boys. Ford did some very unsafe brain surgery on himself to make it impossible for him to ever sleep again. Cutting off Bill's ability to control him for the most part.

Portal is gone, still living in Gravity Falls though, and keeping an eye out for anyone Bill might try to manipulate. Fidds and his wife are divorced. Emma has primary custody but Tate stays with them in GF during the summers where he often bullies Nik and Newt. But Nik and Newt don't tell their dads about it because they know how much Fidds loves his other son and they don't want to make things complicated for him. Tate is just taking out his frustration over his parents failed marriage on his half-siblings. Fidds takes the twins with him when he visits Tate and the rest of his family in California for Christmas. Ford stays behind because Emma hates him and he doesn't want to deal with her family.

Ford and Fidds aren't married both cause it's not legal yet but also tbh not sure they ever would regardless just cause Ford is pretty disinterested in those sorts of formalities. Whatever it is they have going for them right now works for him.

Heavy thoughts below the cut.

TBH I made myself sad thinking about autistic people and our relationships. The way we love isn't always obvious to NT people and it can sometimes feel like you're not good enough for anyone because loving people in the way you're expected to is such a struggle.

Sometimes I see people frame Ford^2 as this completely unrequited thing and it reminds me of the experience of loving people very intensely but feeling unable to prove it because it's so difficult to live up to the standards most people have in relationships.

I like Fiddlestan as a ship it's cute and a fun idea and I get the appeal but there's a little nagging thought in the back of my head that it kind of implies Ford's neurotypical brother is better. More capable of real love. That Ford was never good enough. Not to say Fiddleford didn't deserve better but the idea that these two couldn't have worked makes me kind of depressed for kind of personal reasons so I wanted to make up a universe where they do.

Not to say there isn't plenty of material of Ford and Fidds reconnecting as old men and making it work but the fact they lost so much of their lives to bad decisions is still sad.

[on-a-lucky-tide]

Like a curse thrust upon me I have not been able to get the idea of NikPrice with a small newborn since that “baby” ask. Would either of those traumatized bastards even know what to do with a human child? Would their grey hairs get greyer? How did they even come about this child?

God, what if their first word was to call one of them “Da”, biological connection be damned?

Oh, dear god, it would be... so funny. They'd be on FaceTime with Laswell, who at least has some young nieces on her brother's side, with lists of questions like it's a pre-op briefing. Most of them begin with "is she meant to...?" and end in slight horror when yes, actually, that is normal and will be quite regular for the next year.

I think Nik would be the most changed by it; he thought he gave up the chance of ever having a family of any kind. Now he's not only got a partner, but they've accidentally "acquired" this infant and it was Nik who convinced John to not call in social services.

"We can do this."

"Are you havin' me on, Nik?"

"Nyet, I... have always thought I would have had a daughter, and... we... we know she will not be well cared for in your foster system. We are better choice."

Price can hear the desperation in Nik's voice, the little hitches as he considers his words because he wants so badly to choose the ones that convince Price to agree.

And because John Price can't say no to those big Labrador eyes, and sees the way Nik looks at the little runt, he says yes, doesn't he? Bloody. Muppet.

So now she's got him programmed to wake up at 3am every morning to feed her, except one night he can't hear her crying. He read about "cot death" so he fuckin' legs it down the hall, only to find Nik standing there with his hand on the mobile above her head, turning the stars. They're watching each other, Nik's eyes are soft and... fuckin' hell, she's smiling.

[lizartgurl]

How Do You Know? (Han Solo x Leia Organa)

Hanleia Week Day One: Tradition. Feat. Anakin Solo. @hanleiacelebration

"I love you."

"I know."

"Why do you guys always say that?"

"Huh?" Han tried not to jump in surprise as he looked down at the budding adolescent beside him. His children had a nasty habit of being able to hide their presence until it was too late.

Young Anakin's nose crinkled. "Why do you always say 'I know' whenever the other one says 'I love you'? Aren't you supposed to say 'I love you' back?"

Han couldn't help the lopsided grin that tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to tell him, Princess?" he asked.

Leia laughed softly, haloed in the blue light of her hologram, "It's a bit of a tradition at this point. We said it to each other once, and now it's just natural."

"But doesn't it sound kind of... Smug?" Anakin asked. He'd always had trouble with social norms and expectations. Han squeezed his baby boy's shoulder in reassurance.

"Your father is smug, honey," Leia explained in the same reassuring tone.

"Your mother's not off the hook either," Han insisted.

"How did it start?" Anakin asked, "Were you fighting, or...?"

"All the time."

"Han!"

"Your mother and I had been kidnapped by Darth Vader, the bait in a trap for Uncle Luke. They were going to freeze me in carbonite, which they usually just use for storing tibanna gas to ship out to other planets. The carbon freeze is great for preserving the gas and fuel, but they didn't know if it would kill me or not."

"But it didn't!" Anakin said quickly, his face pale and eyes wide.

"It didn't," Han reassured him, "But it was pretty scary. And that was the first time your mom told me that she loved me."

"In front of Grandpa?"

"Darth Vader is not your grandfather," Leia said in her no-nonsense tone, the one that still made Han's head spin.

Anakin looked thoughtful, "So when Mom said that she loved you, you just said 'I know'?"

"Okay, well it sounds bad when you put it like that-" He looked to Leia on the holo, hoping she would back him up.

Leia's hologram was smiling, that ice-melting, full body smile that must have been a Skywalker trait, her chin propped in her hand as she watched Han flounder.

"Wanna help me out here?"

"No, I think you got it, hotshot. Why did you say 'I know'?"

Han realized he had never really thought about it before. In the heat of the moment, in front of Vader, Fett, and half a platoon of stormtroopers, it just felt right. But why?

"Your mom's pretty tough, Nik," He said at last, "A senator, a princess, a general, she had to be. Back then, after everything that happened to her, she hated letting anyone get under her skin."

"Even you?" They were his parents, of course Anakin wouldn't be able to imagine a situation where they hated each other.

"Especially him," Leia grinned, "He was the worst."

"So when I told her 'I know', it was a way for me to tell her that I understood that she loved me, but also that I understood who she was as a person. That I knew how big it was that she told me this in front of people that hated us, and that I knew she would move the stars in order to save me."

Anakin was quiet now, deep in thought over this confession. Han glanced back at Leia, and caught a glimpse of her trying to wipe away her tears. He could hear Threepio in the background somewhere, asking if she required a handkerchief, but Leia dismissed him.

"Did you ever tell her you loved her back?" Anakin asked.

"Absolutely," Han beamed at his son. "When we were destroying the Death Star on Endor, she got shot protecting me. When I tried to help her, some stormtroopers cornered us and I thought it was all over. I'd have done anything to protect your mom then and there, but before I could do anything, Mom showed me that she was still holding her blaster. Since the stormtroopers didn't see it, she could take them by surprise.

"I knew I loved your mom before then, but that reminder of how strong she was, how smart she was, I was a goner."

"That's when he told me he loved me." Leia said. She sounded like a giddy schoolgirl rather than the chief of State, her chin propped up in her hands as she listened to Han talk about how much he loved her.

"And you told him that you knew?" Anakin asked.

"Yes, I knew. And I still know." Leia said.

Anakin's brow crinkled again, "When was the first time you told me that you loved me?" he asked the hologram of his mother.

"Oh, Anakin, I told you that I loved you before you were born," Leia said. Anakin's face grew red and shy, but he was the one who asked.

"Alright, Mom's gotta go now, kiddo, say goodbye."

"Bye, Mom!" Anakin waved to the hologram, and was quickly distracted by the puzzle games on his holo pad once again,leaving Han alone with his wife. Finally.

"I love you sweetheart. More than you know."

"Well I don't know about that," Leia teased. She blew a kiss through the holo.

"I'll see you tonight."

"Don't be late, I'm making grilled nuna and mashed potatoes."

Leia sighed, "I'm so glad I had babies with you."

Han couldn't stop a cocky grin, "I know."

[cod-dump]

I have a little funny question

What dogs would you think the 141 + Laswell, Graves, and Nikolai would be?

-🫠

Hmm… interesting question. I don’t exactly have particular breeds in mind for everyone but I have some that feel right.

———

Soap is a labrador retriever (or at least mixed with one). He’s energetic, very smart, a great family dog but also protective. Definitely was trained to sniff out bombs and after he was retired he went to a home with a big family with tons of kids who love him to pieces. He sleeps with the family’s four year daughter and is her constant shadow. He loves to go camping with his family, run around in nature and get filthy… then he has his humans chasing with him to try to get him clean.

Ghost is a rottweiler. Gets a bad rep for being dangerous (and he is, don’t forget that), but he is also very sweet and playful. Was in the dog fighting ring for a couple years before it was broken up, then he was bounced between shelters and foster families until he was adopted by a veteran who needed a companion. That man became Ghost’s entire world. He brought out the sweetness, the playfulness. During thunderstorms they cuddle and wait it out, and when it passes they step outside to breathe in the air.

Gaz is a Belgian Malinois and he was given to a college girl by her parents so she wasn’t alone when she moved out. He is very protective of her and very judgy of any new person she introduces him to. Without a doubt Gaz is her best friend and has been her rock for years. When her wedding day came, he was there. Best man? No, best boy. Her fiance worked on winning him over since day one, and it paid off because now Gaz has two people that he loves fiercely.

Price is a live stock guardian of some kind. Was born on a farm and given to a family friend who just lost his old guardian. Price was raised with a small herd of goats and they became his world. The family who owns the farm he lives on has a couple kids who come out and spend time with him. There are plenty of pictures of Price laying around with baby goats running around and jumping on him. He has jumped the fence more than once to chase off anything that might be a threat to his family.

Laswell is a mixed breed between a German Shepherd and a standard pitbull. She’s scary smart and very protective. She’s lived with the same old couple since she was a puppy. Laswell is very laidback at first but she’s very anxious and constantly moving between rooms to check on everything. She loves when her owners’ grandkids come over and latches onto one of them until they leave.

Graves is a pitbull. He’s big, scary, and a dork. Very protective and sassy. He’s owned by a police officer and that man is his best friend, Graves wouldn’t hesitate to fight someone over him. He has fended off an armed robber, getting stabbed in the process. But he did not stop fighting until he knew his human was safe. He has a gnarly scar as a reminder of that night but he doesn’t have any care. Though he’s much more jumpy at night, his human doesn’t mind it, he feels safe when Graves is on the job.

Nik is a mutt. He’s big, fluffy, and very laidback. He was passed around for a few years before a teenager bought him on impulse. His parents were very nervous about their son bringing home a huge dog whose history they had no knowledge of, but they quickly got over it. Nik is their gentle giant who loves to nap all day, though he is known to have occasionally zoomies that rock the house. He loves his family and would fight for them is the need came up… but he hasn’t had the chance to. One bark and anyone or anything that was suspicious tends to run off.

[narcissosbythepool]

More Rosie AU!

Nikolai meets baby Rosie for the first time, meanwhile Price and Gaz have a mushy post-mission reunion. Companion fic to @imrowanartist's art, which you can find here!

Tags: established pricegaz, fluff, humor

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“How long, Nik?”

“Sit still, old friend,” Nikolai says with a tight smile, “or I will toss you out of the helicopter. Understood?”

John grumbles something rude under his breath. Lucky for him, the engine’s noise is too loud for Nikolai to hear his words. Ghost’s snarky laughter filters through either way.

They’re almost at Credenhill, so close in fact, that Nik can see the tarmac in the distance, but he’s not going to tell this tidbit of information to John yet.

It’s been a long mission.

Once he begins landing, Nikolai notices something.

“Captain,” he laughs, “you have a guest.”

“Is that so?” John sounds pleased.

“Yes— oh, two guests.”

In the distance, Nikolai can barely make out Gaz and the little bundle in his arms that must be a baby. Nikolai hopes Gaz brought some hearing protectors, and looking again, it does seem like Rosie is sporting familiar yellow earmuffs. 

The second they land, John strips out of his gear, divesting himself of his helmet and the tac vest as fast as possible so that he’s just in his fatigues. He basically rips the door open, ducking to avoid the blades as he exits the vehicle in a rushed jog. Nikolai hears Ghost mutter something he can’t quite care to make out, but it makes Soap laugh.

Nikolai glances at the tarmac just to see that John’s light jog has turned into a run and Gaz bursts into laughter as well – so that’s what gets you running, Nik thinks and chuckles at the sight. Baby Rosanna looks slightly lopsided in Gaz’s arms, perhaps still asleep – an impressive feat considering how loud the tarmac is and how hard Gaz is laughing at her Da. When John finally slows down to a walk so he doesn’t barrel into his partner and child and knock them over, Nikolai stops paying attention. He lets the engine cool down before disengaging the clutch, the rotors slowly winding down before he finally shuts down the engine. He does the last checks, checks the instrument panel, and when everything seems to be in order he joins the rest of the team on the tarmac. Ghost and Soap have already reached John and Gaz, Soap saying hello to Rosie, who’s now blinking herself awake as Gaz transfers her for John to hold. Ghost ruffles Kyle’s hair as he passes, dodging a revenge swat at his hand. 

Soap finally leaves with a comment that Nikolai cannot hear but which makes John roll his eyes, and then he gets the front row seat to the nauseating display of John reuniting with his family. Rosie blinks at her Da and John speaks to her softly, raising her in his arms to press a kiss on her forehead. The baby goes cross-eyed staring at him and Gaz laughs at her confused expression as John swipes his daughter’s nose with the tip of his finger, looking every bit the part of a devoted father. Then he turns his attention to his beau and they stare at each other with matching giddy grins. Gaz’s arm lands on John’s, and then John dips in and they fall into a deep but gentle kiss.

Nikolai shakes his head. John was whiny the entire mission, staring at his phone and sighing like a forlorn maiden, and it was only through the last dredges of goodwill and empathy that Nikolai didn’t just leave him behind. But, he has to admit, it is cute to finally see them like this, as a happy little family – all out in the open this time. John was so miserable, before. Years he pined away without realising, and when he finally did realise his feelings for the Sergeant, he punished himself for it like a repentant monk. Even after they got together, it seemed like John operated under the notion that they were constantly on borrowed time and it could run out at any time.

Nikolai doesn’t blame him. Time does run out sometimes, and they are both familiar with the kind of loss and heartbreak that comes with fate deciding that time is up, going home empty-handed. Nikolai had watched heartbreak and grief etch itself into John’s features, afraid that the stain of betrayal would forever be imprinted on his bruised heart. It was an ugly thing, cultivated through good intentions and the staunch belief that it was somehow deserved, that it was atonement for whatever crime John had committed. But even then, fate was not done with him.

Sometimes, solar material hovering in the sun's atmosphere erupts into space – a whip-like lash of magnetic energy, travelling at frightening speeds in the cold of space. To Earth, it shows up as colourful flashes of aurora borealis. 

Gaz came into their lives like one such cosmic event. 

Nikolai remembers how he used to watch the two, their heads pressed together over plans and shared stories. How the waning light would colour Gaz’ brown skin golden. Nikolai gets it – if he was blessed by the presence of such a sun god in his life, he would certainly fall too. Who could blame anyone for wanting a closer glimpse, even if it burned? And John had looked at Gaz like he was spun from that golden hour. 

It was very embarrassing to watch, at the time.

Not much less embarrassing than it is now.

“Make way,” Nikolai announces himself and the two startle, separating like teenagers caught making out. “The reason your baby exists is here and I demand to see her.”

Gaz chokes on a laugh, wiping his mouth, but he makes way for Nikolai and John turns so that Rosie is better visible for him.

She is a cute one, Nikolai will admit. She’s a couple of months old now, Nikolai can’t really tell the exact age with babies this small, and she’s blinking up at him with her huge, brown eyes. He can see the resemblance to her parents immediately, as if there was ever any doubt, and he takes a moment to be privately satisfied with himself. John may not admit it (and they’ve argued over this), but Nikolai is the reason this little miracle is here. Had he not talked to John, they might still be stupid and miserable about this whole thing. 

“Can I?” he asks, and ignores how his throat feels a little thick. John gives him an amused look but is wise and keeps his damn mouth shut, then hands Rosanna over to Nikolai. He takes her in his arms, supporting her head before John can even say a word, and then a smile breaks on his face, unbridled.

“Hello, Rosichka,” he tells her in Russian. He vaguely notes John glancing at Gaz, who just grins. “You’re lucky you got your looks from Gaz.”

The grin drops a smidge.

“That was my name.”

“It was,” Nikolai refuses to translate. Rosie simply blinks at him. 

Yeah, damn cute. Nikolai can excuse the running.

“Are you going to give her back?” John asks. Rosie slowly stretches her hand out and grabs the edge of Nikolai’s flight suit, squeezing the zipper for dear life.

“No,” Nikolai says. “You can be disgusting with Gaz now, I’ve got her.”

“Disgusting—” John sputters. Gaz laughs again, cupping John’s cheeks and pulling him into another kiss, this time noisy and theatrical. Nikolai manoeuvres past them with Rosie in his arms and walks towards the base where Soap and Ghost disappeared ages ago.

It’s about time he finally gets to know little Rosichka.

END

[stoutguts]

Price I bet would be such a great dad. Like, so many headcanon him as being a father figure to the 1-4-1, I don’t think it’s far-fetched for him to have some kids at home. Adopted, cause NikPrice, but even though they’re adopted, Nikolai and John love them as if they were their own blood. Of course.

They try to be there for their kids as much as they possibly can. Spends about every damn second of their leaves with them. Always incredibly excited to see them when they come home, always thinking about them, calling, texting, and facetiming when they can. When the kids were younger and they weren’t around, Laswell’s wife would volunteer to watch them and take care of them while they were gone. Since she loves kids.

Like just imagine:

Price putting his signature hat on the kids as babies, and the hat being way too big for them of course, so it leads lots of goofy pictures and shenanigans. It does something to John to see his kids in his hat, gets him emotional.

Both Nik and Price being hella supportive and passionate about their kids being into sports. Showing up to about every damn game or practice if possible. Known as the dads who cuss other kids out and yell obscenities. Leading to a crying something-year-old and angry parents on more than one occasion.

Nikolai getting their kids into metal and hard rock, and him bonding with them over music taste. (In reference to that one scene where he's doing some mechanic shit, when Laswell approaches him. (There's a Russian metal band playing on his radio or whatever in the background). (The name of said band is Slaughter To Prevail, and the song is "Bonebreaker"). (Thanks to @the-gentle-art-to-going-insane for informing on the band/song that's Nik's listening to in the comments!)

Both Nik and John bringing their kids home souvenirs and knick-knacks whether that be from the field, or if they find the time to shop where they're deployed.

The couple telling all kinds of crazy ass stories to their kids, from Price's time in the Russian gulag, to tales of when Nik was in the army. Then once the kids are grown, they end up passing down those stories to their own children. 💖

PARENTS!NIKPRICE MY BELOVED

CAN I GET A HELL YEAH 🔥

ALSO

apologies for being so inactive latelyyy

mental health is hard, and keeping up with my social medias has been exhausting

Also ALSO

this had been sitting in my drafts for at least a month 💀

[celestialprincesse]

you're so real for your response to the anon that wanted nikto and fem reader to hurry up and bangalang nasty style

i want them to have the most deep, delicious, heart-healing, back arching, desperate, trusting, nasty bangalang EVER

imo that man WOULD be rough no doubt, but not on the first time

Thank you!! I very much am foaming at the mouth thinking about them doing the nasty, but I need to do Nik justice because he deserves EVERYTHING💕🫶 He's literally scared to be in the same room as my soft fem reader angel baby - he's that concerned about his appearance, and scaring her with it. When they do eventually have sex, it'll be when they're both comfortable around each other, and he finally trusts her enough to show her all the painful parts of him. I think also he still doesn't trust himself to a certain extent, not used to having such lovely, beautiful things, and he's genuinely terrified that he'll hurt or corrupt her. She's so much stronger than he thinks, but is also the most patient, understanding and non-judgemental person there is.

Some kind of higher being must've put them together, because they're just so right for each other.💕🎀

Sorry for ranting!! I'm so!! so!! invested in them!!🫶💖

[8-rae-rae-8]

had another feral thought,,,,,,classification au where all littles are registered and it's mandatory for littles to have caregivers. Littles live a very restricted lifestyle and society had weird standards for them -

at 15, Simon is classified as a little with an age range of 0-3. The youngest age range. He's shitting himself because it puts a wedge in his plans to escape his abusive home life. With no way of getting into college, the military was the next best thing. Thing is, it's illegal for littles to join. Some narrow minded thing about littles not having the emotional control to handle the stress that war brings. And Simon refuses to put his trust into a equally narrow minded caregiver who'll probably just baby him and infantilize him. So at 17, he submits falsified documents, calming he's not a little nor a caregiver. He's just a regular ol' guy with nothing to hide. Years later, after enduring many hardships and trauma. Simon crashes and regresses; right in front of his captain, John price and his husband, Nikolai - who are both caregivers. He's expecting them to be hostile and overwhelm with questions. But instead he's met with kindness and patience. Price waiting for Simon to come to him for a comforting cuddle. When he's back in his adult headspace, Price and Nik sit him down for a talk. They offer to become his legal caregivers and explain they'll go slow and go at his pace. They understand that every little is unique and never really agreed with the mindset that most caregivers do. They understand that littles are just as capable as caregivers and don't want to restrict any of their littles. (spoiler alert, Johnny and Kyle are littles and John and Nik legally became their caregivers) Simon, is still apprehensive but after getting a taste of what an actual loving accepting family is like, he's now craving it, he's so touch and affection starved, he can't help but accept. After the paperwork is sorted out, the whole group goes back to John's and Nik's large house on 'bonding leave' Where babyspace Simon is pampered and smothered in love and affection from his two caregivers and two older brothers. Once again, please forgive me for being a nasty little goblin

-Feral anon

FERAL ANON. FERAL ANON PLEASE. /pos

I adore this and I need more /nf

IT'S SO !!!!!

Him crashing and maybe even babbling out pleas for them not to tell anyone and that he'll be good-

He finds out that he likes to sit on Price's lap while leaning back so he's tucked into Nikolai's shoulder too

Would Roba have known?

[nrdmssgs]

Ok, I made a thing.

This is Zhar, the baby is Anya. Anya is the daughter of Nikolai and Freya 'Mini' Mactavish. Mini belongs to @sofasoap

This is not some kind of creepy 'twilight' thing, I swear. This is my girl finding her big platonic love in an AU where she doesn't end up with Nikolai.

And a little story to this picture.

“That flight attendant checked you out. Once again!” Freyas brain begged her to shut up. However, MacTavishes blood kept boiling, encouraging her to go on and try to distract the notorious Chimeras Lieutenant.

In fact Mini was scared. She was afraid of Olga back in the days of her service with Price and that fear only grew when Olga left 141 and Lt Zhar was born. Poorly hiding his pride, Nikolai told her, how that woman didn’t shed a single tear the morning, she woke up with a half-burnt body. Hiring her was obviously the move that boosted his already huge ego. But Mini didn’t trust people, who seemed to have no soft corners.

And Zhar was all teeth and claws.

Mini didn’t like her husband’s initial idea to send Olga bodyguarding her. It felt easier for her to walk down the street alongside Krueger – he at least would express any emotion besides cold concentration. But Mini couldn’t argue, when Nik pointed out, that Olga draws not that much attention than a huge loud guy, threatening everyone around just with his posture. Besides, Zhar had this natural feeling of a crowd: she read surrounding movements and moods as if she read other peoples minds. And this was critical for where Mini went.

The good news were, that everything went so smoothly – Freya could as well spend all this time alone. No threats, no nothing. The bad news was the MacTavish blood, that begged Mini to stir her bodyguard up. She craved a human interaction that went at least a bit beyond “wait here”, “please let me do the talking”, “if you need me – I am right behind your door”. She wanted bubbly flustered girly gossips for god’s sake!

Sadly, she had to deal with Olga, who refused to play any social games.

“Hes no threat, Mini, don’t worry.”

“No! I mean, he checked you out! Like a hot thing you are.”

Zhars fingers froze for a moment hovering over her laptop keyboard. Freya smiled in anticipation, but her bodyguard just nodded to herself and went back to typing, as if she just needed a minute to find the most suitable wording for her email.

“Oh, c’mon, really? You wont even glance at him?”

“Blonde hair, blue eyes, persistent misuse of a cheap cologne, ‘Oliver’ badge and a widest smile on this plane.” Olga finally looked away from her screen. “Mini, love, if you are trying to test me – yes, I do memorize people surrounding you.”

“No-o-o-o.” Mini almost mewled. “This wasn’t any test, I just wanted to gossip, or to have a little laugh, or just to chat. You know, like the real people usually do?”

Zhar sighed and closed her laptop.

“Ok, show me her.”

“Again? Olya, we watched Anyas photos just before the flight. You don’t have to pretend to be interested in my daughter this hard. We can talk about any other thing!” Mini had to dig her fingers into her own forearm to force herself to continue speaking without blushing from fear and embarrassment.

Zhar insisted on watching Anyas photos yet again. As Freya was showing her the same pictures, they looked at just an hour ago, she noticed how her bodyguards face softened.

“You should think about having a baby too. It's fun, you know-“ Minis mind wasn’t following her own tongue fast enough. By the time, she cut herself out – it was too late.

“You’re MacTavish, and MacTavish knows no fear,” rang her mother’s voice in her head as she slowly turned to face Olga.

Mini tried to joke herself out of this uncomfortable situation, tell something about ‘obviously meeting the right man or woman, going on a pair of dates, and getting to the baby question only after that, but Zhar ended her suffering.

“Mini, there won’t be anyone for me.”

“Wha-?”

“There is nobody for me.” Olga repeated. “I break several laws all around the world on a daily basis, I have not been with anyone from the start of my service in the TF, my back looks like a well-done steak, my head costs a shit ton of money on an underworld market. At this point, there is nobody out there.”

“That’s…” Mini didn`t want to point the obvious out, so she bit her tongue and didn’t say ‘sad’.

“That is a choice. And I’m ok with that. I let go of all that stuff, you know?” Zhar smiled awkwardly. “Will they, won’t they… and then they finally are. And they tell each other ‘you are the love of my life, you’re the most important person on earth, your happiness is from now on my only mission, your smile is my reason to go on’. And the church bells ring and someone’s auntie is crying ugly on the last row… I just let it all go. And my life didn’t become miserable. If anything – it became easier to breathe.”

Freya suddenly felt guilty. She knew, that by the time their plane will touch the ground – Nik would already be in the airport. Waiting for the love of his life. And Zhar would report to him, salute to Mini. Then she will turn away and go to a big cold Chimeras base. For some reason Mini couldn’t picture Olga coming to her home. As much as she respected Zhars decision to fence herself off any close relationship – Freya felt bad for not being able to truly share the family love with her.

“Hey, can I have your phone for a minute? Always wanted to try this airdrop* feature, do you mind?” Mini lied – she used this feature a hundred times already. She just wanted to give Olga at least something. So, she sent her a photo of Anya in her bunny onesie. And the one with Anya on Nikolais helicopter seat. And the one with Anya trying a peach for the fist time. It wasn’t much, but these were the photos, Zhar kept asking to show her again and again.

After that flight they parted for quite a long time. Olga had a ton of work, and Mini had a work, a little angel, a husband, trying to spoil that little angel rotten, and a brother, risking his dumb ass constantly.

Every time Freya visited the Chimera base – she knocked on Olga’s door in the hope of an answer. And after a few months it finally happened.

“Come in. Unless it’s Krueger. Fuck off Krueger!” Zhar sounded as if she was in a good mood, although Mini still had to urgently cover little Anyas ears.

Freyas stepped in Zhars office and greeted her.

“Yeah, hi, love. Grab a seat, I need to finish this letter and then I`m all your-“ Olga fell silent, when she saw the baby in Minis arms.

“Ehm, hi… We thought, it would be nice to visit our favorite Chimera Lieutenant.” Freya stepped in the dimly lit office. Anya was staring around with a wide-open mouth.

Zhar didn’t move, she seemed to didn’t even breathe. She looked at Anya with wide eyes full of uncertainty or confusion.

“So, this is where your auntie Olya works.” Freya started telling her daughter, pointing on Olgas desk. “Auntie Olya is very busy, she helps daddy with so many things, so we will just look and be very quiet, like little mice, ok?”

“Can I-“ Zhar started talking, but Nikolais voice from the hall cut her out.

“Lastochka?* Can I have you for a minute?”

Mini was ready to turn to exit when Olga snapped out “Can I please hold her?”. She sounded unfamiliar, her voice was low, tearful, as if Zhar was fighting a lump coming up her throat.

“Of course! Anya loves new faces, here…” Freya handed the baby to Olga and turned around to follow Nikolais voice.

“Don’t worry, I will pick her up in a few min-“

“You are the love of my life…” Mini stopped in her tracks as these words reached her ears. Zhars voice was full of tears. Freya looked back in shock and saw Zhar, the notorious Chimeras Lieutenant with shiny wet cheeks.

She held Anya as if she was made of a glass and as if she was her only hope at the same time. The next words she spoke, were quiet, almost inaudible. But Mini already knew these words.

“You’re the most important person on earth, your happiness is from now on my only mission, your smile is my reason to go on.”

Airdrop – a technology, letting apple phone users to send each other multimedia files.

Lastochka – a swallow. Nikolais nickname for Mini.

[thedroneranger]

The Drone Ranger's Be Kind Rewind ⏪

A rec reblog series dedicated to the fics that we love so much, we've re-read them!

The Top Gun fandom has been going strong for over a year, and while we continue to churn out amazing new content, let's be kind and rewind to look at some of the OG content we love!

And don't forget to reblog when you re-read! Continue to show your comfort fics and favorite creators some love. It helps keep the fresh content coming :)

I'm kicking off this series by sharing some of my favorite re-reads, as well as one of my own (older) fics I think is worth your time.

Throughout the summer, I'm inviting friends—other creators and readers—to share their lists, so stay tuned!

If you're interested in participating in the Be Kind Rewind, message me! The more, the merrier—let's keep this going as long as we can!

You can also join the tag list here to be notified when a new list drops!

fics below the cut (listed in alphabetical order by title)

Dime Store Cowboy, Jake Seresin, @seasonsbloom This is the first cowboy Jake fic I read, and it's still my favorite! A sweet little two-shot where Jake teaches reader the cowboy hat rule. Yeehaw! 🤠

Flyboy, Jake Seresin, @kryptonitejelly This is the first Jake fic I read and loved. While everything in this universe is fantastic, A Drunken Confession is what my brain immediately goes to when I think of Flyboy.

Full of Surprises, Robert Floyd, @withahappyrefrain This is my gateway fic to the Bob Fucks agenda. And when I saw Abby wrote a follow-up. I damn near died.

The 1%, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw I know I'm not the only that loves this fic, because it appears on my dash quite frequently. And every time, I re-read and reblog it!

The Boyfriend Experience, Bradley Bradshaw, @notroosterbradshaw Appears less on my dash, but a classic Bradley fic, nonetheless. I recently re-read it and fell in love all over again. Cass is the absolute king of the slow burn. Definitely read everything in this universe!

The Craftsman, Bradley Bradshaw, @roosterforme I'll read about Roo and Baby Girl as long as Em keeps writing about them. Once in a while I like to re-read my favorite moments, and this is one of them! I remember screeching to Em about how much I would love a house hunting fic—she delivered! 🦄

Bonus: The Grey Sweatpants, Bradley Bradshaw I requested this for Roo and BG, and I'm obsessed with it. Em did the concept such justice, and it's so Roo and BG! I hope you enjoy as much I do!

The Only Thing, Jake Seresin, @justfandomwritings This fic is amazing. It's a Jake fic written in Bradley's point-of-view. Sounds weird, but it works so, so well.

Trouble In Paradise, Bradley Bradshaw, @sunlightmurdock The Toxic King 👑 forever my king (don't at me). As is TiP Jake (still one of my favorite Jakes). And this fic is forever in my heart since it's the first one I read in the fandom—what a welcome! I stan the ending, btw. 💛

Until I Found You, Bradley Bradshaw, @cherrycola27 The cutest of meet cutes. Nik is also the king of pilot!reader fics—this is no exception. Read it. Love it. Reblog it.

Bonus: Battle Plans, Jake Seresin Full disclosure: I requested this for Nik's Dagger Deities celly. In true Nik fashion, she gave us everything, including the kitchen sink! 🧅

Creator's Own

You Get Me Closer, Bradley Bradshaw This is actually the very first fic I wrote for the TGM fandom! It's inspired by the Nine Inch Nails song, Closer. Give it a read! I hope you enjoy!

Tag list and friends: @petcr3 @desert-fern @mygyn @horseshoegirl @the-annoying-fan @sagittarius-lovewitch @wkndwlff @dingochef @sweetwhispersofchaos @galaxy-of-stories @taytaylala12 @malindacath @violyn20 @awildewit @potato-girl99981 @shanimallina87 @blue-aconite @djs8891 @linkpk88 @furiousladyking @daggerspare-standingby @princess76179 @jstarr86 @hecate-steps-on-me @darkheartcherry @soulmates8 @roosters-girl @dempy @mayhemmanaged @roosterisdaddy36 @hangmanscoming @s-u-t @mavrellover91 @chicomonks @averyhotchner @penguin876 @kmc1989 @xoxabs88xox @mak-32 @dakotakazansky @startrekfangirl2233 @cassiemitchell @seitmai

A kind reminder, this is a 18+ blog. While not all stories in the recommendation list are 18+, please respect boundaries and do not interact unless you are 18 years of age or older.

[rodolfoparras]

holy shit yes please okay hold on word vomit brace yourself

it's two am i apologise for incoherence

imagine you're new to 141, but you've been in the military for ages, long enough that you're known as this merciless killer, an omen of death. 141 is basically where they fling you because nobody knows where to put you (price taking in strays rhehrhehr gnawing on it) and you meet price and you're instantly smitten but obviously you can't do anything about it because he's your superior and you're like, kind of terrifying so you don't think he'll want anything to do with you but you still r basically guard dog-ing him, being super protective (of the whole 141 because they're price's n you know he wants them safe too?) and he notices, obviously, because you're not very good at being subtle (don't do this often enough for that) and one day he calls you into his office and he's like hey what's up with that and you're like sweating bullets bcuz oh fuck vulnerability

and then you blurt it out because you can *not*, when he's looking at you like that with those stern eyes and his lips twisted into a frown and you admit you just want to be scary for someone :( take care of them :( and it's him, for some reason, even tho he's a very competent man, and he's like awh baby and bam

your desire to take care extends past protection he leans when one day you overhear him complaining to someone (Gaz?? Nik over the phone?) about being stressed and not having time to get laid and then a few days later you're both alone in the common room, he's doing paperwork at the table n ur like. sitting on the armchair reading or smth idfk and he groans n shoves the paper away and ur like can i help, ur so stressed? but it's like a little flirty and he's lookin at you wide eyes a little confused, and then he's like absolutely

and tada you're sitting in that armchair, hands right on the armrests [he said no touching :<] n he's riding you looks so pretty n he's biting down on your shoulder to keep quiet and you're digging your teeth into your bottom lip because it's late at night but just in case someone hears it's the common area and from then on it's just a normal thing really for him to drag you off to his office when he needs stress relief n it always ends with him riding you or you kneeling between his legs while he's in his desk chair and sucking him off until he's nice n relaxed :(

n you're still scary n horrifying to other people but to 141 ur price's boy and price knows you're not so bad because how could a merciless machine be so good to him :(

oh shit sorry got really into it here's a goddamned essay i guess

- 🪔

Sugar I fakwing love this so much bc listen 🧎🏻‍♂️

You feeling absolutely purposeless when you join 141, because being a death machine means you have a purpose while your target is alive and when they’re gone so is your purpose and you’re just a soulless creature but price fights tooth and nail to give you a purpose even when you fight against it

When you first joined 141 you’d been very reluctant to have a squad you were used to working on missions alone and now you had 4 other people tagging along

The first mission you had attempted to do on your own and had almost lost your life because you had miscalculated a step in your plan

141 although not happy with your actions were glad you were alive price had scolded you even threatened to kick you out but when you hear those words you freeze up bc in the short time you’ve been with 141 theyve Been nothing but welcoming to you and you rather not loose a team like that

after that scolding you start to see how much price goes out his way to make you feel like part of the team, and slowly but surely you start developing feelings for him price doesn’t even notice it at first until one day he gets hurt and you start acting out of your mind barking and biting at anyone trying to approach the man barley even letting medevac come close and even guarding him through the whole time his injuries heal

And one day someone makes a comment like are you his guard dog or something and you can’t really forget about that comment until price confronts you about it and he’s like don’t listen to them you’re not a dog and you fumble around in an attempt to explain that you want to be his guard dog you want to protect him and care for him and he’s like oh? Before he smiles warmly at you and caresses your cheek “alright then”

What you didn’t expect was how much the words good boy would turn you on but price notices, purposely drops the word until you Squirm in place, while desperately trying to hide your boner doenst take much before you’re pushed up against his office desk, with one of his legs steady on the floor while the other is on the table while working himself up and down your cock, hearing the obscene squelching sound coming from his cunt🧎🏻‍♂️

[metangblog]

𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 [Remade]

→Welcome to Metang Blog

Hello, welcome to this blog based on the ship of Metal x Fang, this is more than anything a role, this comes based on my personal headcanons, if you are uncomfortable with any of them or in general the ship do not look at it. And for anyone who is just going to come and throw hate, don't even try, you'll just end up blocked....

Ok, time to introduce the characters of this blog!

⚙️ᴍᴇᴛᴀʟ sᴏɴɪᴄ⚙️

The robotic hedgehog

He/It • Mobian ~ Robot ~ Hedgehog • Gay • Agender • Autistic ~ Semi-Verbal • 1 m (100 cm) • Villain ~ Killer machine

Some things about Metal in this Blog

- Sometimes it will be referred to as Neo metal sonic or a orgánico versión of Him

- Communicates with beeps.

🔫ғᴀɴɢ🔫

The Sniper/Hunter

He/It/ them• Mobian ~ Weasel ~ Jerboa ~ Wolf • Questioning • No-binary • Autistic ~ Kleptomaniac • 1.05 m • Villain ~ Mercenary ~ Bounty Hunter ~ Thug.

Some things about Fang in this Blog

• It has a tense relationship with he sister, but agrees to take care of it niece.

• They hates his father-in-law.

⭐ɴɪᴋ⭐

The Robotic Hybrid

He/It • Mobian ~ Androide ~ Hedgehog ~ Weasel ~ Wolf ~ Jerboa • ?? • Male • 60 CM • Neutral ~ Eggman army machine.

Some things about Nik in this Blog

• He is an android made by Eggman when Metal asked him that he wanted a son.

• Lovely boy with his everybody.

• It has two possible endings, one is to become a sheriff and remain a ray of sunshine and another where he becomes a Neo form and continues the cycle of hatred towards Sonic.

‼️: Nik is an Oc mine, he is free to use, so if you want to use it for an au you have permission, just don't use him for disgusting things like Comships or disgusting proships, Nik is a child, A INOCENT CHILD, use it for something bad and you won't be able to get rid of me, I love this Oc, ma baby

The account is open so if you want to ask questions about any of the members of the account don't hesitate to ask, also if you are interested in do it something related to the ship I will be happy with It, and reblog that for this acount.

[‼️For whatever reason, we don't accept any kind of toxic interpretation of the ship here, if you come up with a problematic au of the ship, rest assured that I will block you‼️]

Maybe at some point I'll update this or redo it, who knows!

THX 4 read!!

[ladylamrian]

“Please stop watching those videos of baby animals being born, i can’t keep watching you cry.”

Prompt from the @choicesaprilchallenge24

🩷 Couple Nik-names 🩷

Female Main Character: Alexis (Alex)

Pairing: F!MC×NikRyder

Word Count: 1.7K words

Summary: Rook, Darling, Baby,... Time for some cute nicknames or... Nik-names for the couple.

Rating: General, Fluff, Comedy

Warnings: none

-> My complete Nightbound Masterlist <-

Taglist: @lilyoffandoms ; @secretaryunpaid ; @blackcatkita ; @liviusofpella ; @peonierose ; @jdstar88 ; @hopelessromantic1352 ; @tessa-liam ; @mxdanni ; @mariemarieohcontrary ; @rosepetals1 ; @stars-are-within-me ; @dutifullynuttywitch ; @artbyalz ; @bri1234 ; @infactnoimmasitinthemiddle ; @thosehallowedhalls ; @choicesficwriterscreations and whoever wants to join. Submitting to Choices April Challenge

Author's note: Title inspiration by @/garrusknight & templates featured beneath made by @jamespotterthefirst

Comments via Reblog wholeheartedly welcome

On a beautiful, sunny spring day, Nik got up and walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day. He went towards the small mirror above the sink and watched himself, trying to get a better look. After a while, he fixed his hair, applied some more hair gel, and thought about his plans for the day. Suddenly he heard someone crying which pulled him out of his thoughts.

For a moment, he stopped, and looked around to find the origin of the crying sound which seemed to be coming from the bedroom he was sharing with his girlfriend. The young man approached the bedroom door quietly, almost tiptoeing, to see if what he was hearing was true. He seemed slightly concerned.

A bit hesitant, but in the end he knocked on the door gently and opened it, as soon as he discovered his girlfriend already awake. like that, the concern in his eyes grows. He didn't say anything, just approached her crying girlfriend, Alex, and stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm fine.", she sobbed.

"No, you're not fine, you're crying. What happened, rook?"

"Nik, I'm fine.", she whispered while holding her mobile phone.

He raised an eyebrow, couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"You know I can tell when you're lying, right?"

He sighed, and his expression became more sympathetic. He held both her arms with one hand and pulled her gently against his chest.

"Nik, I..."

"Shh, shh, I'm here my rook...", he tried to calm her down, slowly rocking her back and forth to comfort his girlfriend and he leaned down to whisper kindness in her ear.

"I'm here with you, okay? I'm not going to let anything happen to you. I'm here, do you understand me?"

"Nik, aren't these baby animals just soooo cute? Them seeing get born makes me so emotional", she confessed which made me a little confused now.

"Um... They are indeed very cute and fluffy... Don't tell me you're crying cuz of this, rook?", he worriedly asked his girlfriend, Alex who was still shedding tears. She showed him a video of a baby deer, a newly-born fawn that she was taking care of in the woods. The baby's mother didn't harm her as it sensed that she was partly fae. And fae are bounded to nature.

"Isn't it just adorable? I miss it so much. I want this one. My baby..."

Nik glanced at his phone and was visibly surprised, not sure whether to laugh or continue playing along with her, so he decided to stay in the middle ground

"Yeah, yeah, very cute... Very adorable... You even cry for those things, my dear?", he looked amused, slid his hands on the sides of her neck and leaned in a bit closer to her, trying to give her some warmth and comfort, but he still had a hint of amusement in his voice.

"You have the softest spot on the most ridiculous things, rook. But how long have you been crying like this because of that video, hmm?"

" I don't know.", she still sobbed and wiped her tears away.

"Hey, relax. Why don't you stop watching it, hmm? But to be honest, I like seeing you in a vulnerable state like this, all sensitive and soft...", he paused for a moment before continuing.

"...But I don't like seeing you cry, Alex. Please, calm down. Please stop watching those videos of baby animals being born, I can't keep watching you cry."

"Oh, okay. Sorry, Nik."

"Don't be sorry, it's not your fault that you're so sensitive. I didn't know that you were that much soft-hearted. It's just... It's just a weird quality you have, and you know that I love all qualities of yours...", he cheered her up by planting a gentle kiss on her cheek which made her giggle. Hearing laughter made him happy.

"See, that's a little better. But I still think that you should stop watching the video, it's obviously upsetting you. Maybe you're so sensitive to these things because there's a very soft and sweet soul hidden behind those gorgeous eyes of yours..."

"Heyyy!!! I'm pretty dangerous too!!! I make people tremble in fear", she answered cutely. Nik burst out laughing again and took a step back, still keeping his hand on her arm.

"Are you trying to make me tremble in fear, my rook?", he laughed even harder. Nik tried to recover from the laughing fit but with no luck. He took a deep breath and shook his head a bit.

"Oh god, you're gonna kill me... I can't take this level of cuteness..."

"I'm not that cute."

"Now, don't be so modest, we both know you have the most beautiful and cutest face in the world."

"Thanks, I'll take that compliment", she blushed. He seems amused at her reaction to his words.

"Of course, it's a fact that you are the most beautiful and cutest woman in the world, and I will keep telling you that every day, dear. Calling me your rook is cute too, but it got a bit old now. Calling me your dear just shows that we're something much more, don't you think? Sounds nice. I just love it!"

"I love saying it too. But the truth is that I don't think I say it enough. You're so beautiful and special that you deserve to hear it every day. My dear, you're the most dearest to me."

"Awwww, couple nicknames are just cute.", Alex squeaked and got pulled against his chest while he wrapped his arms around her.

"And you know what's even cuter than nicknames? When two people love each other deeply, I think there's nothing that can be sweeter than that. Darn, never thought I'd be that much in love. Feels like you hit me with Cupid's arrows.", he chuckled, and squeezed her a little tighter as his lips curved up into a smile before he continued.

"And I want you to know that I love you deeply with all my heart and soul, Alex. When I get to call you my love, my darling, my beauty, my partner, my soulmate..."

"Awww, I love it!!! Nik, you're my sweetheart, my prince, my love, my babe, my everything."

"Oh yeah? Well, I'm yours. Your handsome, caring boyfriend, who will protect you and your fragile heart."

"Heyyy, I'm not fragile!!! I'm strong.", she felt insulted and punched him on the shoulder which made him chuckle.

"Oh yeah, not fragile? Weren't you crying before over some cute baby animals?", Nik teased her.

"I'm not fragile, I... I... I was just acting. Not crying, just acting. Okay? Besides I can cry whenever I want which doesn't mean I'm fragile or have a fragile heart. I'm stronger, but I'm indeed yours forever, my darling.", Alex answered with confidence.

"That's my strong girl!"

"Hey Nik, should I make a list of our favorite couple names. Our favorite couple Nik-names.", she giggled as she just invented a new word combining his boyfriend's name, Nik and the word, nicknames that he liked to give. Giving nicknames was Nik's style.

"Hey, nice term, couple Nik-names. It has a nice ring to it.", the young man wrapped his arm around his girlfriend's waist and pulled her closely against him.

"Oh, Nik..."

"You know what? Let's just enjoy each other's company, rook. Because I love having you by my side.", he pressed himself against her even more and stroked her silvery-black hair tenderly as he whispered with affection.

"There's nothing I like more than having you as my girlfriend."

"And you as my boyfriend, Nik Ryder."

In the evening, Nik and Alex were hanging out in the Graveyard Shift, a bar with their friends, Katherine, Cal and Vera. Everyone was seated together in a booth, laughing and talking with each other. All of a sudden, Nik stood up and cleared his throat as if he was about to give a speech. All curious eyes on him.

"Guys, I’ve been meaning to tell you something. Alex and I are dating.", he confessed which made Alex, Katherine, Vera, and Cal gasp.

"Alex, why are you surprised about this?!"

"Oh, you're right. But it was fun gasping together with the rest. Would be boring not to join them and sit still, right?", she giggled.

"You and Nik... A couple??!! Seriously? That's so disappointing. Alex deserves way better. Sadly, my theory turned out to be true."

"What's that supposed to mean now, Katy?", she angered him a little.

"Just don't be a jerk, Ryder. If you ever hurt her, you'll be dead. Mark my words."

"Won't happen at all. I love Alex.", he confessed which surprised Katherine a little now. The man who never revealed his true feelings to anyone or in public was now doing this. The Nik Ryder.

"Congratulations to both of you. Finally you told us.", Vera was just happy and hugged Alex.

"Congrats, guys. And great girl, Nik.", Cal congratulated the happy couple.

"Wait, you knew it?"

"It was obvious. After all, you two were living together for months now. We three had our theory and now it turned out to be true. Again, congratulations. You both are cute together."

"Yeah sorry, but don't blame Alex. I just didn't feel ready like Alex to reveal our relationship."

"Just started dating, Nik? I'm pretty sure you were dating each other way longer than just started.", Garrus passed by and gave Nik a wink, informing him that everyone knew about their relationship already. Alex nodded in agreement and was also surprised about Nik's sudden decision today to reveal their relationship.

"Nik, dear, I didn't expect you were going to announce our relationship today. But I'm glad that we're finally official now.", she decided to give him cute pet names, especially now that they were finally public.

"Rook, no pet names and nicknames in front of our friends. Please. And I had to announce our relationship cuz I can't bear seeing anyone flirting with you, thinking that you're still single.", his cheeks flushed as he felt suddenly nervous and overwhelmed.

"But a few months ago, we just started dating. And you mean Nik-names, right? My dear boyfriend.", she giggled and planted a quick, sweet on his soft pink cheek.

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September 2023 Angel Fish Awards!

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Nominated by @spnexploration

The Guest House by @deanwritings

Dean's in the middle of a bitter divorce when his ex, Lisa, rents out his guest house on Air BnB without his knowledge. Dean and the guest do not hit it off, quite the opposite! We've seen a great start to an enemies-to-lovers series here, can't wait to read the rest!

When The Bough Breaks by @niks-fics

This story was amazing! An abandoned baby is found and DNA shows her parent is a male Omega who was kidnapped years before. I loved so many of the storytelling elements, like how Dean's story was being told from the past to now and juxtaposed against Cas' story as the detective trying to find the abandoned baby's parents. It was sad, it was painful, it was angsty, it was beautiful, it was loving, it was everything.

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Nominated by @princessmisery666

When The Stars Love You by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

AMAZING 🤩! Seriously I can’t put into words how much I adore this. It poetry and I loved how you shows the stars loving him to and how they couldn’t watch him fall apart 😢 Midnight Prince - couldn’t think of a better way to describe Dean Winchester. Perfect 🤩 This is one of those fics that makes me doubt my own writing 💜

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Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel

My Heaven by @lipstickandwhiskey

I am not used to reading x Reader, nor am I used to read from a Dom and/or Top P.O.V., but this Gadreel/Reader was really well written, and I liked the way the writer portrayed the feelings between them. It was interesting to read something so different from my usual stuff, especially because I love Ree so much.

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Nominated by @deanwinchesterswitch

When The Stars Love You by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

This story captured my heart from the very start. The descriptions of Dean are lovingly written and true to character. Dean and the stars - so much beauty to be held between them. I truly have a hard time describing how this story makes me feel, but I almost have it memorized with as many times as I've read it now. It's one of those stories that just resonated with my soul.

In a Million Memories by @deaneverafter

This is a fix-it series. One of the most beautiful I have read. So much thought and care went into writing this story. From the OFCs name to the songs used as inspiration for each chapter. The concept is intriguing and captivating. Dean's love for her changed everything. My heart gets all fluttery just thinking about it.

Stay by @princessmisery666

The first time I read this, I yelled at Stacey. So much angst and love and it all hurt. But, it's beautifully written and I can't help but go back to re-read it often.

Pleasure in Illusions by @princessmisery666

This can be read as a stand alone, but is a sequel to Stay. After reading this one, I yelled at Stacey even more. This one hurts, but again, it's so beautifully done that I forgave her. :)

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Nominated by @katbratsupernaturalwhore

The Haircut by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior

It’s so fluffy I’m gonna die! Seriously pure fluff!

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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Epiphany by @mariekoukie6661

This is a gentle ride to self-love and acceptance and I just love it so much.

Witches by @waywardxwords

I mean, it’s sex pollen, I love this trope!

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Love Is A Meat Loaf Song by @followyourenergy

This answers the question, "What if Heaven never laid siege to Hell and Cas never saved Dean from perdition? And then later, what if Demon Dean and Angel Cas meet in a bar?" There are little hints that this is more than it seems, but I am enjoying the ride in the meantime, too! Dean's never-ending innuendos (heh, in-you-end-os, *wink*wink*) and Cas's fascination with the spark he sees in Dean are both able to make a fangirl sit with her chin in her hands and grin. Together? I can't stop reading!!

THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @princessmisery666, @thoughtslikeaminefield, @katbratsupernaturalwhore, and @heavenssexiestangel!

[tmwcs]

Ship your moots and assign them a trope!

let me see....

@nikstrange - love at first sight trope, college au. either all-star b-ball player heeseung (yandere) with ballerina reader, or college bad boy heeseung (still yandere) with ballerina/music study reader. my dear Nik would be very much like MGR/MRE/HHP Y/n, very graceful, realist, rational, and elegant type, dedicated and looking forward to her date with the football team captain....until good ol' Heeseung catches wind of the date and essentially steals her away by being a bit forceful but its all out of love. very similar to the heethan/readen type.

@silcry - enemies/rivals to lovers trope. Silky would be my successful career oriented (dont need a man because she a bad-b) type. and i'd pair her with Jay or heeseung. The male lead would be someone that works for a rival company or corporation and they literally just hate each others guts until some mad, intense, good old fashion smut comes along and it would be glorious. Not sure if i would have the male lead yandere per say, but they definitely be a bit possessive and territorial over her once they fucked worked out their hatred for eachother. ;)

@iamliacamila - forbidden love trope. she probably dont know this but i definitely thought of her alot when i draft the chapters of DT, so i would say the stepbrother trope (oh girl.....i'm sorry...i think? lol its good but also....damn.....two heeseungs? can you take that?) yeah stepbrother tropes. either one heeseung stepbrother or make it the heebro twins, either way, my dear camila would be my wise, hardworking and beautiful y/n who ends up attracting her newly acquired stepbrother (heeseung....and yes he would be yandere) and....i would imagine it where the moment heeseung would strike....would be at a family camping trip, where due to the shortage of tents, step siblings have to share a tent and......yandere step-brother heeseung be taking the opportunity to make her his...if you know,......you know.

@csmicvrse - forbidden love/criminal love trope. oh....my girl...idk why....but i'd have her with a trope that's very similar to the TO series. criminal heeseung (yandere) and my quiet and innocent baby girl, running a floral shop or a small boutique and catches the eye of yandere heeseung....who takes her (in the usual yandere fashion) and straight up keeps her locked away but takes suuuuuuuuch good care of her. like literally, gives her everything she wants. you'll see, future TO chapters you're going to get a hint of it.

@heeshees - childhood lovers trope. i just picture her being that sweet and beautiful girl next door that is always helpful. She befriends nerdy HS and they become really good friends....but then she had to move away. they keep in touch through email and two years later after they start college, they find out that they are going to attend the same university. when they finally meet to catch up...nerdy HS is not so....nerdy.....and he's yandere...for her.....has been for a long time. and while she may be dazzling her smile and just thinking he's being such a cordial friend, HS be planning behind closed doors to have her all to himself. (i love a good dark romance...dont you?)

@moonmoongi - Folklore love trope. Ever since Robin Hood, i can't get her out of the thought of having her as the princess or maiden that is saved by the dashing male lead....sort of a vigilante type, who discovers our girl and (yes....you guessed it) goes yandere for her, but a soft yandere. he lavishes her with gifts and takes her up on high buildings to stargaze. he'd give her the world....but watch out if you talk, look, or try to hurt her...Robin Hood or vigilante HS would be a brutal yandere.

@lisaaannna - damsel in distress love trope. she is so gentle and kind, but people would try and take her for granted....until heeseung or niki, comes around and i'd make them a mafia leader, they would be yandere for her and protect her.....by stealing her away. but, as usual, spoil her....to no ends. nobody can mess with her because HS or Niki would have connections and eyes everywhere. let someone try and mess with her....yo....you all know what those mafia leaders are capable of.

@vampiregirl215 - Dark fantasy/demonic love trope. Yeah...ever since SE7EN.....my girl is literally going to be the y/n for that type of trope. She be the mortal princess who loved and secretly wedded the demon prince heeseung. when a mortal prince tries to get sneaky by corrupting her father, the king, and convincing him to marrying her off so the prince could have her, demonic heeseung unleashes his wrath and gets her back. this would be one where i would make heeseung AND the villain both yandere for her, and that's what makes it interesting and the villain more dangerous.

@talesofyuan - past lives love trope. i'd pair her with kei and yo....this man be so yandere for her. they were lovers in their previous lives hundreds of years ago. reborn and living in today's world, they are strangers that meet, and their souls connect instantly and kei be having this instinctive urge to keep her. he'd be that yandere to that would be sooooo brutal but very sexy at the same time. sis is going to look at this and probably give me the bombastic side eye later lol. she knows i love her though.