#not connected with my AU. I just like the name Elizabeth for a baby girl

[darveyfics]

The Art of Trick-or-Treating

Prompt:

Anon: Darvey take their son/daughter trick or treating for the first time

mrgaretcarter: TRICK OR TREATING WITH THEIR OWN KID(S) ps: one of them has to be a girl

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He had come home on Wednesday evening later than usual in an attempt to finish up work so they could spend the Halloween weekend at his father's place in Boston and not be interrupted by clients with questions. It was approaching midnight when he walked in and noticed the overhead lights at the kitchen island were still on, and he turned the corner to find his wife, sitting on a barstool, with what he assumed to be dinner she had shared with their daughter at a normal hour earlier this evening.

He sets his briefcase on the floor near the island and lets out a long sigh and moves to Donna's side, pressing his lips to her temple and whispering his hey.

"Hey," Donna greets through a mouthful of macaroni and cheese. "There’s more in the oven if you’re hungry.”

"Oven?" He asks but moves away to the other side of the island to take it out anyway. 

"Your daughter wakes at the sound of your alarm going off for your 5:00 am runs. Do you think I was going to test that on the microwave at midnight when I'm starving?" Donna says with a slight laugh. "I wanted to eat my food while it was still hot."

He chuckles and uses the hot pads, and notices there’s an extra plate still on the counter, so he sets the hot dish on the top of the stove as he closes the oven door and turns the stove off. 

He piles the macaroni and cheese onto his plate and sits on the barstool next to her. 

"How's the world of corporate law this evening?" Donna jokes as she runs her fork of cheesy noodles through her puddle of ranch dressing on her plate.

"Pretty quiet for the start of the fourth quarter of the year," Harvey says with a shrug.

They eat in silence as Donna scrolls through the various apps on her phone and looks at all the tagged pictures she's in on Instagram with interest.

"You finish her costume?" Harvey asks between bites of his dinner. 

"Yep," she nods as she likes a comment that made her chuckle a little inside. "And, of course, she wanted to watch The Little Mermaid as I finished it. So we viewed it three times today."

Harvey shook his head. 

"It’s your fault you know," Harvey pointed out. "You’re the one who showed her all the princesses with the same hair colour as the two of you."

She sets her phone down and stabs noodles on his plate and eats them and gives him a look. 

"You can do my dishes," Donna says as she stands and sets her fork across her empty plate. "I have to pee."

Harvey shakes his head and watches as she leaves the room and goes back to their bedroom. He finishes dinner and their dishes, and he's yawning as peeks in the room across from theirs to find his little princess has decided to sleep at the foot of her bed. 

When he steps into his own room, Donna is laying on her side of the bed and has stolen one of his pillows. She’s far from sleep and watches as he moves through his nightly routine. After stripping down to his boxer briefs, he climbs into bed, and she shifts to find a comfortable position as she moves closer to him.

"How long did you nap today?" He asks quietly as his fingers weave through her locks. 

"Umm, five-ish hours between the two naps?" She sighs. "I’m exhausted but can’t sleep. Big surprise."

His fingers move from her hair to steal under the sheets and run down her side to her waist, drawing a pattern on the side of her growing belly.

"I can tell you a riveting tale about the meeting Jessica and I just had with Paul Porter and his bowtie trying to convince us we should switch the firm's compensation structure," he tells her while still tracing patterns on her belly.

"You paid attention?" She asks with more than a hint of scepticism in her tone.

"Well, Jessica told me the highlights. His bow tie was a bunch of little pumpkins and aliens. I was fascinated and worried at the same time," Harvey recalled.

"Elizabeth definitely gets her attention span from you," Donna quietly laughs. "But, sure, bore me to sleep."

Harvey pouts a little, but soon enough he launches into his day that had been jam-packed with meetings. -- Thursday, the day before Halloween, is a slow start to their long weekend. Harvey decided to let Donna sleep in a little and gets their three-year-old daughter ready for a half a day of driving, but she's a little hostile in the way only three-year-olds can get away with, and she wakes Donna with her jagged crying. 

He's looking apologetic as Elizabeth runs and hugs her mother's legs and Donna decides today a bribe will get them closer to a successful morning and future nap, so she suggests going out to get hot chocolate and pancakes and Elizabeth stops crying and looks up at her mother with wide brown eyes. She has to let her father put her in warm clothes since its autumn, and they compromise with one of her rejected costumes. And as Harvey helps her dress as Donna gets dressed from her pajamas into something loose and comfortable for a walk down a few blocks, he thinks about the past Halloweens they've had as a family.

Her first Halloween, Elizabeth was two months old, and Donna was in Los Angeles doing talk show rounds with the various networks promoting her film that was coming out and a new television show she was taking part in. Naturally, where mom went, the new baby went. She had taken pictures of their baby dressed in a little monkey onesie costume they had picked out when they had gone outfit shopping and sent them to him via text. It was a welcome respite from the frustrating day of court he had when he got back to his office to find pictures and a video waiting. When they had FaceTimed later that night, he watched as his little monkey fell asleep as Donna unwrapped candy she had received in the guest dressing rooms as they talked about their respective long days. 

Her second Halloween, they had moved into a new building and didn’t know any of the neighbours. So, Donna had the day off from the set, and she took the little Nemo in with her to Pearson Specter and the partners and associates were kind enough to take a minute out of their day to let the two-year-old get candy. Harvey had been meeting with a client so they were a surprise in the office when he came back. Elizabeth had wiggled out of Jessica’s arms and ran to the elevators to reach for her father. It had been an Instagram-worthy photo with little hands squishing Harvey’s cheeks in an attempt to make fish lips as he grinned. That picture was a top ten of the year as it passed over 100,000 likes. A new record for her that year.

Now, her third Halloween would be the first time she'd experience trick or treating for real as Donna was wrapping her series and had gotten Thursday and Friday off and Harvey was the one with the idea to give her a real trick or treating experience like they had when they were kids. Donna reminded him that she had spent most of her younger trick-or-treating years in Cortland where the houses tend to be half a mile away or longer. He gave her a look because he was just trying to make a gesture and she laughed and told him it was sweet. 

As bribed, they eat breakfast at the café down the street. As they walk, Elizabeth is between them, dressed as a little zookeeper with a little giraffe wrapped around her neck. Elizabeth's hands are in either one of Donna's and Harvey's and every few minutes Elizabeth counts one, two, 'free, and she's lifted between them, and a giggle makes its way past her lips. 

Their daughter can’t contain her excitement at the little foam pumpkin the barista draws in the milky froth of her hot chocolate. While waiting for their food, Donna sets all their drinks together to show off the art of a maple leaf, a pumpkin, and a cat face in their respective beverages. Of course, little fingers that are more interested in continuing to sneak the extra chocolate powder feature in the picture she edits for her Instagram.

"You know your most loyal fans will be here within ten minutes," Harvey points out as he sees she tags the location.

"Why do you think I always post it as we're finishing?" Donna says as she shows him it's all set to be posted, but she hasn't pressed the done button. "I'd like to eat these pancakes in peace."

Harvey looks at her with slight concern as she wraps her scrambled eggs in a pancake with a bit of syrup. But he learned to stop asking, and it's not like anyone in the café is paying attention to them.

Elizabeth eats her one along with her eggs, separately, and since they're sitting on the same side, she leans into his side, and her fork touches his french toast in an effort to steal it. He takes the hint and cuts it up, and Donna laughs and shares a conspiratory grin with their daughter as father and daughter share the remainder of Harvey’s breakfast.

When they get back to the condo, it's much easier to finish packing the last minute items and loading the SUV for the nearly five-hour drive--in good traffic--to Boston when mother and daughter are sated with food.

And, it's a more leisurely drive when, a few hours in, both of his passengers are asleep, and he can listen to his music in peace. -- When they get to Gordon Specter’s hour in the late afternoon, Marcus and his family were already there. It looked like they had come straight from school as two bright pink backpacks sit near the coat rack in the entryway. His father was watching a rerun of some show, his brother and his wife were on the couch, and it looked like the five and seven-year-olds were outside burning off energy. 

He opens the door with Elizabeth still half asleep in his arms and an overnight bag hanging on his shoulder while Donna held the garment bag all their costumes were in for tomorrow night. 

They say passing hellos as they head upstairs for his old bedroom to set their stuff down before heading back downstairs.

When he finally sat down on the loveseat with Donna, Katie made an effort to clear her throat loudly and dramatically. 

He heard Donna sigh, and he hid his grin by pretending to check to see if Elizabeth had fallen back asleep or if she was just quietly observing the scene around her. It was the latter.

In Katie Specter's hands was the most recent issue of Vanity Fair with Donna’s face on the cover. It was fitting that she be on the October issue and get to dress up in Halloween costumes considering this is her favourite holiday. 

"I see you’ve found a fascinating read," Donna says as she leans forward on the cushion she sits on. She turns to Gordon. "How many did you buy?"

"I’m kinda digging that you’re Ariel, Merida, Elastigirl, and Elsa, all in one article. But the best part is probably your little Anna," Katie laughs as Gordon pretends like he doesn’t hear Donna. 

"They were going to have me be Anna, but when they saw her, well, they decided she'd make her modelling debut," Donna says with a laugh. 

She gets up from the couch and moves to the kitchen to get herself water and thinks if she's hungry, Elizabeth is bound to be as well and sneaks some Chex Mix from Gordon's pantry.

"I'm wondering about the new feature coming in April 2015," Gordon says with his brows raised as he ignores the television for a moment. "Your IMDB doesn't list any projects with that release date."

It had been one of the last questions they asked what she had been looking forward to in 2015 and she had laughed before answering 'Probably my feature in April 2015' and not giving any more details.

Before she sits on the loveseat again, she turns to her audience and her hand that holds the bag of Chex Mix moves to her tunic, and smooths the material over her growing but still a moderately small bump for 18 weeks.

"Our new feature," Donna laughs. "Due like nineteen days before I have to go back to work on the new season in April."

"Shit," Marcus finally pipes up and hands over a fifty dollar bill to his father.

Gordon winks at Harvey as Donna sits on the loveseat again and she and Elizabeth dig into his Chex Mix. -- In an effort to have Elizabeth's first real Halloween be memorable, they all decided it would be a family-themed event. 

"I'm starting to regret this costume," Donna says as she catches Harvey's eyes in the mirror as she teases her hair a little more with her pick comb.

Harvey gives her an appreciative once over as she stands up straight.

She was wearing a black bateau neckline, high waisted dress that had violet, lavender, purple, white, and black tulle draping down the waist to make her look like an octopus without the gaudy appendages. 

She had teased her hair with enough product to wonder if it would set itself on fire near an open flame. Her off-white hair sits in a messy beehive. She has shockingly bright red lipstick on and the most vivid blue eyeshadow colour he'd ever seen.

"Because it's supposed to rain later?" He asks.

"More like my boobs hurt, my back hurts, and I swear my feet are also starting to swell the longer I stand here," she sighs and tosses the comb in her hands onto the counter.

Harvey steps into her personal space and his hands move over her hips through the tulle. He spaces out his thumbs on either side of her lower back to find the familiar knot on either side. His thumbs work in a tiny, circular motion with ease as he presses close.

She leans her hands against the counter as she breathes in and out slowly.

"Better?" He asks after a few minutes of kneading and watching her mirrored reflection.

"It's a start," she concedes. 

"Mmh," he says with a laugh as he backs away and lets her turn to face him. "You smell like baby powder."

"Can't exactly use the temporary hair dye," she says with a sigh as she presses a hand to her growing belly that's somewhat hidden in the folds of tulle.

"You could have worn a wig," he points out and regrets it as soon as she narrows her eyes.

"I just wore a wig on and off for the last month. These locks need to breathe," Donna reminds him. "And all this new hair growth is making my scalp itchy, so it's a good thing we're wrapping soon."

"Let's go get our little Ariel so we can trick-or-treat and then I can feed you. And I even went to get that god awful spumoni ice cream and some potato chips for you from the store."

Donna frowns because that's exactly what she wants. She hates that her cravings are predictably the same.

"The tabloids think my cravings are ice cream and pickles," she notes as she follows him out of the washroom.

"I bought pickles once for sandwiches," Harvey says as he shakes his head.

"Apparently if you buy ice cream and pickles at the same time, they report I am pregnant, and they assume it's for me," Donna shrugs her shoulders.

"Well, I mean, they're not wrong with one report. We just haven't officially confirmed it? Nevermind we also bought like thirty other items at the grocery store that day," Harvey sighs but drops the subject as they find themselves now on the outskirts of his father's living room with a grumpy little Sebastian, a crying Flounder, and a mischevious looking Ariel in the arms of King Triton.

"That's all you," Donna pats Harvey's arm before moving to the coat rack to get her black hoodie--just in case it does start to rain.

Harvey moves and takes Elizabeth from his father's arms.

"She hasn't done anything," Gordon says. "But I know that look, so I kept her out of the fray."

Her little brown eyes are twinkling with mischief, and her little dimples are showing as she laughs as her two cousins get reprimanded by Marcus who’s the crazy Chef Louis and Katie, dressed as Carlotta, the palace maid. Harvey tampers his own smile and figures the best course of action is just to leave the situation before he starts to laugh and set a bad example.

"Let's have you go potty before we head out," Harvey says as he walks back to the washroom on this floor to let his brother and sister-in-law handle their fighting children.

Donna had gone with a long sleeve peach-coloured leotard for Elizabeth's costume to keep her warm. Ariel's familiar purple seashell top was carefully stuck on the leotard thanks to neat strips of iron-on adhesive that's usually used to hem pants magically. She was determined to keep their three-year-old warm while trick or treating without compromising the costume, and since she couldn't sew worth a damn, improvisation is essential.

She had the foresight to get one that had buttons, so there was no catastrophes or wardrobe malfunctions as Harvey helped Elizabeth out of her green sequence skirt and lime green leggings to keep her warm. He thinks Donna will teach her to hold skirts and dresses up after she masters the main point--to go when she needs to and without prompting or them noticing the familiar "potty dance."

For his own Prince Eric costume, he'd stuck with his own clothes--a bright white button down and dark blue jeans. He had to find a pair of black snow boots, and he had folded his jeans up to where the boots and pants meet. Donna had snuck a red sash from the costume department to tie around his waist, and he sported a combover and had enough pomade to make it darker than his sandy-brown natural hair colour.

All in all, it was quite the family affair, and Donna made sure to capture the whole thing with video and pictures. -- Gordon Specter lived on a cul de sac in one of Boston's suburban, middle-class neighbourhoods where everyone knew everybody, and there were monthly neighbourhood cookouts.

To begin, they practice at Gordon's door, and Marcus's kids participate thanks to a bribe of ten dollars from Harvey for their time.

The seven-year-old rings the bell and Gordon answers the door with such enthusiasm Elizabeth wiggles excitedly and giggles out a version of trick-or-treat and attempts to go back inside.

"Hey, wait, you don't go into the houses," Harvey says as he scoops her up. "You say trick-or-treat and then wait for candy."

Harvey nods, and they try it again. That time she doesn't go in, but as they call it a success and Gordon deposits a box of Milk Duds in her bag, she digs through her bag and hands said tote to Harvey and runs to Donna whose conversing with Katie at the end of the driveway.

There's a brief meltdown as Donna explains treats are for after its all done but her tears vanish when Donna says they can share this one box until tonight after dinner. Elizabeth doesn't know the box only holds four and Donna takes two for herself as she hands the open box back to Elizabeth as they begin at the neighbour's house for the official start.

With Gordon living on the block for the past 15 years, it’s not surprising when neighbours see Donna, Harvey, and Elizabeth with Gordon, Marcus, and Marcus' family as they trick-or-treat, they want to chat with the New Yorkers who only make the occasional holiday visit. Thankfully, they refrain and just mention they need to catch up one night when they’re still here or plan something at a later date.

Harvey's tenth grade English teacher lives a block down from his dad, so it's no surprise he spends a little more time here and makes Donna come up the driveway with him and Elizabeth. The woman reminds him that he almost failed her class by failing to participate in the theatre portion of class and wonders how he appreciates the stage and acting because he's been married to a famous actress for the past eight years.

"I'm a Donna fan, Mrs Burkowicz," Harvey shrugs. "Maybe if I had gone to tenth grade in Hartford, I would have passed English with more than a B-."

Donna bites the inside of her cheek and Harvey tilts his head and grins. Elizabeth’s trick-or-treat sounds more like 'tick-er-teat' and Harvey stifles a laugh each time she mutters it.

Elizabeth gets an extra handful of candy despite her father's sass.

"For you and your mom," Mrs Burkowicz says as she looks to the little Ariel whose eyes are huge as she looks between her canvas tote and the lady who just gave her treats.

"No, dad," Elizabeth conspires.

Donna decides now is the perfect time to laugh aloud, and she takes Elizabeth's hand and starts to walk away.

Harvey looks back at his old English teacher, and the woman winks before shutting the door.

Donna and Harvey take turns walking up the driveways with the rest of his family as they continue moving throughout the neighbourhood.

They make it almost four more blocks before Elizabeth gets tired of walking and asks to be held by Harvey. It’s another seven blocks before she falls asleep and they go another ten before the sky begins to darken and Donna’s steps slow because her back aches, her feet are sore, and she’s hungry for something that isn't candy that she's been sneaking every few blocks from Elizabeth's bag she carries.

Donna thinks she's going to really enjoy this weekend eating through their kid's candy and wondering how many slices of Pinocchio's she can eat without getting tired of the cheesy goodness. -- Elizabeth was still passed out, leaning against her mother as Donna lounged against the arm of the couch with her feet in Harvey’s lap as he sat on the far cushion and absentmindedly worked his fingers against the muscles and tendons in Donna's feet and calves. They were waiting for Katie and Marcus to get back with the pizza, pasta, and salad before waking Elizabeth. With Elizabeth draped alongside her and stuck between her mother and the couch, Donna's skirt and dress material were pulled enough that everyone in the room could really see the swell of her belly. 

"You know what it is yet?" Gordon asks as he watched his daughter-in-law run her fingers through her daughter's hair as the less boisterous Specter family shared the room. The other little kids are in the kitchen trading candy and drinking a can of soda they're not really supposed to have in an effort to get a sugar rush while mom and dad are away and grandpa's in charge.

"Uh, a few days ago, the ultrasound tech accidentally said it’s a girl," Donna says as she looks over at her father-in-law with a small smile. "95% certain."

"Both my sons, surrounded by females," Gordon chuckles. "Did Marcus let you know they’re trying for a boy?"

Harvey shook his head, but Donna nodded.

"Katie was wondering if we’re going to have another. I told her we needed to get through birthing this one before thinking about a number three," Donna says honestly.

Gordon chuckles, and Harvey already feels slightly overwhelmed by the thought.

As Harvey and his father play catch up, Donna finds a fantastic photo of the three of them where her bump is visible and decides to let her fans in on their secret. After all, its been almost a month of speculation since Vanity Fair was published with her cryptic interview answer and thankfully her coworkers and the set crew kept mum even as fans began to stalk the set more and tweet at her fellow cast members.

In the photo outside on the lawn of Gordon's house, Elizabeth is having a little meltdown, pulling on the tulle skirt of her mother's and therefore showing off her baby bump as Donna, as Ursula, kisses Harvey, as Prince Eric. When Katie sees it on her own feed the next day, she jokingly demands a photo cred, and when Donna does indeed photo cred her username, Katie ends up with hundreds of new follower requests.

She posts another two during the weekend in Boston. One of the backs of the entire crew walking down the sidewalk--she doesn't like to feature the faces of little ones, including her own, just to keep something private. The last is a shot of Harvey and Elizabeth as they sit on the rug and sort out the Halloween candy. In the photo, Elizabeth is sharing an M&M with her father.

That weekend, Donna tells Harvey they should really do the whole neighbourhood-type trick-or-treating every year, and she hopes the family-themed trick-or-treats last at least until Elizabeth is a teenager and therefore becomes too cool to dress the same as her soon-to-be sister.

Harvey wonders if it’d be appropriate to also buy a house in New York to escape to for the weekends. And, for future trick-or-treating adventures. And, maybe to even start hosting holidays and inviting people and having enough room to spare.

[mediocre-writerr]

to build a home [leah rilke]

leah rilke x fem reader 

requested: I love your works so much I have read all of them many times! I had an au where maybe Toni’s younger biological sister who happens to be Leah’s gf was also on the plane and when they crash Leah and Toni do everything to find her and keep her alive when they see she’s in bad shape 

*not my gif*

You sat at the cool metal table from where you and the rest of the girls were being quarantined under. 

There were two men sitting in front of you. They said they were your friends, but after you’ve been through on the island. All of the conspiracies you went through...there’s no way that they’re actually FBI agents.

“So you and Leah Rilke are dating?” Agent Faber asks and you just nod, “How did you two meet?” he asks again.

You took a bite of the sushi that they brought you after you requested it, “I was in the foster care system for a long time in Minnesota. I went around lot, but somehow someway I was in California. That’s where I met my adoptive parents and Leah.” 

“Your adoptive parents were originally only supposed to foster you right?” they ask and you nod, “Seems like you made quite the impression.”

“I guess you could say that.” 

“Kids this is Y/N, your new foster sibling.” Mrs. Baylee says, introducing me to the rest of their kids, “This is Atticus, Lincoln, and Elizabeth.”

I just wave at the three kids. Atticus seemed around my age, Lincoln was slightly younger, and Elizabeth looked like she could be in third grade or something of the sort. 

“You’ll be staying in Elizabeth’s room and going to school with them tomorrow. Atticus here is in the same grade as you so he’ll help you manage.” Mr. Baylee explains and you nod softly. 

He laughs to himself, “Don’t talk much, do ya?” 

“Hudson!” Mrs. Baylee exclaims and you just laugh.

“Don’t worry it’s completely okay. I get that a lot.” you say, talking for the first time. 

“Well we’re happy to have you and I hope to change that not talking thing.” Mr. Baylee says with a smile. 

You look at the two men, “And you met Leah at school that day?” 

Again just one nod. 

“Alright well this is where your homeroom is. I don’t know if you need anything, but I’m here. Just give me a shout.” Atticus says and I nod, “I’ll see you around.” 

He walks away down the hall towards the rest of his friends. You enter your classroom and see a bunch of hipster girls wearing cool clothes. And here you were wearing a t-shirt and ripped jeans.

“Crazy, right?” a voice says to you and you turn your head to find the sound, “It’s like required that the girls here have to be hipster posting on their Instagram 24/7.” 

You were met with a beautiful brunette with bright blue eyes, “It makes me feel boring.” 

“But the best girls out there are boring and beautiful.” she smiles at you coyly, “I’m Leah,” she says, extending her hand out to you.

“Y/N.” 

“But there was more to your story than what meets the eye. You had an older sister, that you were separated from in the foster system.” Agent Faber says and you nod. 

“How did the two of you meet again?” Agent Young asks.

You scratch the back of your head, “My foster parents said that we had to get a signature from my birth mom to officially adopt me. They asked a lady to help us, I think her name was Gretchen, to find my birth mom. Gretchen said that she was in Minnesota and that I have an older sister.” 

“But you already knew that you had an older sister?” Agent Young questions and you nod.

“I was 7 when we were separated, I couldn’t forget the girl who always protected me.” 

You sat at the cafeteria table in the rehab center your mom was in with your foster parents. Twiddling your fingers that was in your lap. Another girl with brunette hair came in with what looked like to be her mom. And then another middle aged lady came in. 

All of us sitting at the table. No one willing to speak to each other. 

The middle aged lady spoke up, “Hi girls.” 

Me and the other girl who looked a little older than me stared at each other, “Toni?” was all you could whisper.

“You remember?” she asks and you nod.

“How could I forget my big sister?” you reply. 

The both of you stand up crashing into each other’s arms in a hug. She put her hair in my hand and tighten my arms around her. 

“I’ve missed you kiddo.” Toni whispers.

“I’ve missed you too.”

You don’t know why they were asking you all these questions. They would be more focused on the island than what happened before. So you decided to tell them the truth, but once it comes to the island...you’re gonna hide as much as you possibly can.

“Were you dating Leah before or after this?” he asks.

“Shortly after.” you reply simply.

The two of you were laying on the rough floor at the campsite you and your friends decided to go to. 

Your foster parents let you go. After months of being with them they’ve grown quite fond of you. They really brought you into their home with open arms and even Hudson loosened you up and got you talking to them more. And the kids they’ve been nothing but sweet to you, but no one can replace your actual sister.

You turned your head to look at the beautiful brunette next to you. To find that she was already staring at you. 

“Whatcha looking at?” you ask her softly.

“You.” she replies, “You’re so beautiful.” 

Leah’s hand reaches out towards you. She cups your cheek softly and you lean into the soft touch of her hand. Her beautiful blue eyes staring at you in awe as they slowly drift down to look at your lips. 

She does it once more, asking permission to kiss you. You nod subtly and the two of you slowly start to lean in, like two magnets being completely drawn to one another. 

The two of you finally connect your lips moving in perfect harmony. And it felt like coming home. Kissing her felt like coming home after a long trip, finally getting to sleep in your own bed for the first time. In your whole life full of uncertainty, you finally felt at home. With Leah.

“Be my girlfriend?” you blurt out after the two of you pull apart.

Leah chuckles softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face, “Take me on a date first and we’ll go from there. Deal?”

“Deal.” you say with a wide smile on your face before leaning back in to kiss her again.

Agent Young starts reading your file as you take yet another bite of the sushi they sent you. You twiddle your hands in your lap looking around the small interrogation room.

“So how did you two find out about the trip?” Agent Fader asks, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair.

“My parents thought it would be cool if me and Toni went on a trip together. Since we’ve been separated for so long. Toni told them about Martha’s trip that her mom signed her up for.” you explain.

Agent Fader cuts you off, before you could continue, “Where was Toni staying at the time?” he asks.

“Martha’s parents were fostering her. She was the lady who came with her when we went to visit our birth mom,” you answer, “Anyway, Martha’s mom told my parents all about the trip. She signed Toni up,  they signed me up, and eventually Leah convinced her parents to sign her up so we could spend the summer together.” 

“But it didn’t go as planned.” Agent Young chimes in.

You nod with a tight-lipped smile, “Yeah it didn't.” 

The two of you were in the backseat of your parents minivan. Your siblings were up in the middle seat, while you and Leah squished in the back. 

“Why am I nervous? Should I be nervous?” Leah rambles.

You told Toni all about Leah and being the protective sister she is, she did not react well.

 Saying things like: “If I see her be rude to you in anyway, I will not hesitate to throw my piss at her.” 

You grab Leah’s hand intertwining your fingers together, before kissing her hand softly, “Lee, baby, breathe.” you say softly, “She’s gonna realize how happy you make me and everything will be okay.” 

She lets out a deep breath, closing her eyes a little, “Thank you.” she whispers and you nod in response, kissing her cheek softly. 

The two of you reach the airport. Your parents helping you guys get your luggage out of the trunk. They hug you tightly, kissing the top of your head.

“Be safe please.” your mom says to you, squeezing you a little tighter.

You nod, “I will, I promise.”

“Leah, look after this one. She’s a handful. If she ever gets too much just feed her to the sharks.” your dad jokes, giving her a hug.

“Oh I will not hesitate to do so Mr. Baylee.” she replies, returning his hug.

You stare at the two of them with an incredulous look on your face. Both of them laugh at your face before giving each other a high five. Your dad walks up to you and wraps his arms around you, ruffling your hair in the process.

“I’ll see you in a month, don’t be too much trouble.” he says and you tighten the hug.

“I’ll see you later.” 

You give each of your siblings a hug, ruffling the boys hair which causes them to let out a groan in response. 

You and Leah make your way to the gate of the private jet. Where Toni was already sitting in her basketball tank top. 

“Oh God.” Leah mumbles. 

“You got this!” you say to her, kissing her cheek to ease the tension.

You catch Toni’s eyes, running up to her to give her a big hug. When the two of you pull away she looks at Leah, extending her hand out to her.

“Toni.” she says simply. 

Leah shakes her hand and I could see her swallow back her nervousness, “Leah.” 

“And you must be Martha!” you exclaim at the girl who was sat next to Toni’s seat.

She stands up to give you a small hug, “Hi Y/N! It’s nice to meet you!” 

You and Leah take a seat across from your sister and her best friend. Waiting for the chance to be able to board the plane. 

“She scares me.” Leah murmurs under her breath, low enough for only you to hear.

“So the plane crashes, then what happened?” Agent Fader asks.

“I almost died.” 

“Y/N!” Leah screams as she starts swimming back to shore, “Y/N!!” she yells out again.

Searching frantically for where you were. The last thing Leah remembers is holding onto you for dear life before passing out. The rest of it is a big blur. 

“Leah!” Toni yells, running towards her, limping slightly.

“Have you seen Y/N?!” the two girls yell at the same time.

“Shit.” Leah says.

“Fuck.” Toni says at the exact same time. 

The two run along the shore desperate to find your body. Until they see Dot doing CPR on a girl, the two instantly make their way towards her. Only to see Jeanette passed out and not you.

“Have you seen Y/N?” Leah asks, out of breath.

Dot shakes her head, “No sorry.” 

“Help! We need help over here!” Rachel yells. 

She was carrying a limp body in her arms running towards the rest of the group. Leah and Toni take one look at each other before taking off towards Rachel, meeting her halfway. Only to see you lying in her arms passed out.

Rachel lays you down on the floor, “She was drowning. I went in and I pulled her out.” 

Toni immediately starts doing CPR, a little too fast. But she tries to get her posture under her control to save you. 

“C’mon baby. Wake up please.” Leah pleads, tears filling her eyes.

Toni starts murmuring under her breath something incoherent. But she keeps mumbling it over and over again. Leah notices drops falling onto your lifeless face, she leans down a little more to see Toni crying.

“Toni let me take over.” the blue eyed girl says.

Toni just shakes her head, “No I’m fine!” she yells.

But she just goes back to murmuring under her breath. Martha and Shelby come up and everyone’s staring at the sight in front of them.

“Y/N I just got you back!” Toni finally screams, “You can’t die on me!” 

“Please. You’re my home Y/N. I need you.” Leah whispers.

After endless amounts of CPR from Toni. The rest of the girls take turns when exhaustion starts to take over all of them. It’s weird that everyone here knows CPR. 

Dot was about to give up when you start coughing up water. Leah immediately cups your cheek in her hand as you continue coughing. 

“Oh thank God!” Shelby exclaims.

Toni looks at you with a worried look on her face. The ocean water making your hair wet as it plasters onto your face, “Are you okay?” 

“I’m okay.” you say with a nod.

She lets out a relieved breath before hitting your arm hard, “Ow what the fuck?!” you yell at your sister.

“You can’t scare me like that.” she whispers, tears filling into her eyes.

She takes you into a hug, rubbing her back softly. You turn to look at your girlfriend who still had tears dripping down her face. You take her face in your hands, wiping away the tears.

“When I told your dad I’d get rid of you I was just kidding.” she says with a small chuckle.

You match her laugh, smiling at her softly. You kiss her forehead softly, “You can’t get rid of me that easily, Rilke.” 

“All of the girls knew CPR. If just one of them didn’t, I don’t think I’d be here right now.” you state bluntly.

“What happens next?” Agent Young asks, looking at you intrigued.

“That’s what started our two months in Hell.” 

[sincerelyella]

The Royal Treatment Chapter 1 - One In A Million

Books: The Royal Romance and Open Heart (AU)

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella); Bryce x F!OC (Aera)

Series Summary: Upon finishing their medical degrees at Stanford University, Ella, Aera, and Bryce take on an international medical residency training program in Cordonia, landing them a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will put them to test in the name of romance, friendship, and career.

A/N: Thank you @ofpixelsandscribbles​ for being patient with me and editing the crap out of this!

Please note that our story is not to be stolen or reposted on any other site. Reblogs are welcome and much appreciated.

Warnings: not much really, maybe adult language?

Words: 2112

Bryce, Aera, and Ella were already two weeks into their residency programs. Bryce in the surgical department, Aera in anesthesia, and Ella in the new pediatric cardiology unit.

Since Bryce and Aera’s specialties worked together closely, the pair of them spent more time together during the day. Every night, however, Ella has to hear about how Bryce stole Aera’s lunch or how Aera was so irritated with Bryce’s antics. All Ella could do is suggest that they confess their feelings.

“El, you know I can’t do that,” Aera sighed as the best friends sat and watched How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days in Ella’s room, while wearing yogurt-scented Korean facial sheet masks as part of their night skin regimen care.

“Why not?” Ella pointed the remote at the TV and paused the movie. “Just tell him how you feel. Who knows, maybe he’ll feel the same!”

“That’s just it, he doesn’t feel the same,” Aera carefully adjusted her mask to the center of her face, making sure that her eyes and nose were fitted perfectly on their designated holes.

Ella bit her lip, hard. Keeping this secret from her friend was killing her, but she made a promise … to her other friend. “You don’t know that, A.”

“Can we just … forget this conversation?” Aera dropped her hands on the pillow on her lap and sniffled. “Please? I just want to enjoy this movie with you and pass out with my hand in the popcorn bowl, like I usually do.”

“Fine,” Ella unpaused the movie and the pair sat in silence for a few moments. After what seemed like 20 minutes, the girls removed the sheet masks off their faces, letting the cold serum linger on their faces for a bit.

“Are you ready for your interview tomorrow? You have that one patient right?” Aera asked as she gently tapped two fingers over her moist face for better absorption of the serum.

“Yeah, I’m ready. The little guy had heart surgery and he’s doing amazing,” While mirroring Aera’s facial care technique, Ella smiled widely as she remembered how her patient, a little five year old boy named Thomas, wrapped his arms around her neck in gratitude.

**

The next day

Dr. Katherine Richey was Ella’s attending and she was an older woman who was, according to Ella, a badass. Dr. Richey was world renowned, but chose Cordonia because this was the country of her birth.

“Okay, Dr. Brooks, when we go in there, we’ll go over the history, the procedure Thomas had done, and your plan.”

Ella nodded. “Yes ma’am.”

“You’ll be great, Ella,” Katherine squeezed the younger woman’s shoulder. “Nervous?”

“A little bit, but it’s just you, me, Ana de Luca and his parents, so I’ll be fine.”

“Oh,” Katherine’s brows furrowed. “I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you, Ella.”

“Tell me what?”

“Prince Liam moved to start this cardiology unit since he had heart surgery himself as a newborn,” Katherine smiled brightly. “He will be visiting us today and meeting all the patients and their parents.”

“He … Prince … what?!” Ella’s heart began to flutter in her chest. All she could picture was the beautiful blue eyes staring back at her on that magazine. “I …”

“Ella, he’s here, let’s go!”

Oh fuck.

In a daze, Ella followed Dr. Richey to the  nurse’s station where a small group had already gathered.

Ana De Luca turned towards Ella and Katherine with a large smile. “Ah, Dr. Richey, how lovely to see you again.”

“Ana, how are you?”

Katherine and Ana shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.

“This is my new cardiology resident, Dr. Ella Brooks.”

“A pleasure,” Ella shook Ana’s hand.

“Dr. Brooks, are you new to Cordonia?”

“I am, yes,” Ella squeaked, and gulped when she saw the same man that she ogled on the cover of Trend magazine walk up behind Ana.

“Prince Liam! This is Dr. Richey and Dr. Brooks.”

Dr. Richey and Ana curtsied while Ella stood frozen,  still shocked.

Katherine nudged Ella with her elbow.

“Ow!” Ella rubbed her side in annoyance, then realized everyone was staring at her. Shit. “Oh, I mean, how nice to meet you, Your Highness,” she dipped into a small curtsy and saw that the prince had a huge, shit-eating grin on his face.

“Nice to meet you, Dr. Brooks,” Liam couldn’t stop smiling at this beautiful woman who looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole and die of embarrassment. Her cheeks were flushed and she kept her hands clasped together in a tight fist in front of her.

No matter how much Ella wanted to stare at the ground in pure awkwardness, she kept her light brown eyes connected to his baby blue ones.

“Alright,” Dr. Richey announced, interrupting the awkward silence. “Let’s go, we’ll be in room 342.”

Ana nodded and gestured behind her. “Isaac is my cameraman and photographer, he’s just going to get some candid photos for the magazine and news broadcast for tonight.”

The group walked towards the patient’s room, Ella and Katherine led the way. A soft knock on the door by Ella was met with an excited squeal from inside.

The room was filled with balloons, a stuffed lion at the foot of a bed, a large stuffed bear that sat in the corner of the room and it was almost as tall as the ceiling. Thomas’ bed had Star Wars sheets and he had a stuffed Wookie sitting next to him. “Dr. Brooks!”

“Hi, Thomas,” all the nervousness Ella felt earlier dissipated as soon as this sweet boy shrieked her name. “I have a couple friends I’d like you to meet.”

“Hi everybody!” Thomas waved both his hands at his visitors. “I have new sheets! Mom got them for me. Feel how soft they are!”

Liam chuckled and leaned forward to feel the little boy’s bed spread. “That is really soft, Thomas. I’m-”

Thomas’ eyes widened. “You’re the prince!” He grabbed his stuffed lion and held it up towards Liam. “Look! My dad got me this stuffed lion like yours!”

As the two talked about lions and Star Wars, Ella and Katherine spoke with Ana, Thomas’ mom Elizabeth, and his dad Richard.

“We signed all the forms earlier,” Richard explained to Ana. “Our boy is a miracle and his story should be told.”

“Tell me, how did you find out about his condition?” Ana asked as she wrote some notes in her notebook.

“He was almost five years old,” Elizabeth began as she wrung her hands together. “He started complaining of pain in his chest when he would run and play at school. He told his teacher he was having problems breathing-” her breath hitched as she remembered what happened to her only son.

Richard squeezed his wife’s shoulder and continued on with the story. “We took him to an adult emergency room and they just said he was short of breath because he has asthma. They sent us home with medication and that was it.”

“I knew it was something more than asthma,” Elizabeth added. “Chest pain, feeling tired all the time and problems breathing weren’t just symptoms of asthma.”

“Once we found out this unit opened up we called to see if we could have Thomas looked at,” Richard turned to Ella with unshed tears in his eyes. “We are so grateful you answered the phone that day.”

“Dr. Brooks got you in here?” Ana asked as she looked up from her notebook.

“Yes, she fought to have us here, for her to follow Thomas through his surgery,” Elizabeth’s tears streamed down her face. “Thank you for saving my baby.”

As Liam watched, Ella gave Thomas’ parents a hug and wiped away her own tears. His heart skipped a beat as Thomas jumped off the bed and lept into Ella’s arms.  He wasn’t sure what it was about her, he just met her not even 30 minutes ago, but he had never felt the need to watch a woman. He had a lot of women throw themselves at him, he was a prince after all;  but he had never wanted to watch them or find out everything about them.  Liam chewed on his bottom lip as Ella threw her head back in laughter, Thomas still holding her in his small arms. The sound of her laugh made Liam want to be the cause of that for the rest of her life.

“Prince Liam?” Ana called out, breaking the smitten, blue-eyed prince out of his trance.

“Erm, yes?” Liam felt his neck and face flush in embarrassment at being caught staring.

“Shall we make our way to the foyer for your announcement?”

“Ah, yes,” Liam stole a glance at Ella, who was giving him a curious look. “Let’s go.”

The group said their goodbyes to Thomas and family and made their way to the front of the hospital.

“What is going on?” Ella whispered to Katherine.

“You’ll see.”

In the foyer, Ella was surprised to see most of the hospital as well as Bryce and Aera already there waiting.

Bryce wrapped his arm around his friend. “El! Where’ve you been?”

“I was getting interviewed by Ana de Luca, and the prince was there!”

“Whoa!” Aera squealed. “You saw the hot prince?!”

“Everyone, let’s quiet down please.” Dr. Cynthia Moore, the chief resident of the surgical department, clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “For those that don’t know who I am, my name is Dr. Moore and I am in charge of the surgical residents.”

Katherine stood at the top of the stairs, found Ella in the crowd with her eyes and smiled. “I’m Dr. Richey and I run the pediatric cardiology department.”

A petite woman stepped forward from behind Katherine. “Hi all, I’m Dr. Martinez and I look after the anesthesia residents.”

A tall man with a white coat cleared his throat. “My name is Ethan Ramsey, I am the Chief of Medicine here at Cordonia Memorial Hospital. I have His Royal Highness, Prince Liam here to make an announcement.”

Liam patted his friend on the shoulder. “Thank you, Dr. Ramsey. I met a lot of you today,” he locked eyes with Ella and smiled. “It was an honor to speak with you, seeing everyone excited to be here is what makes this hospital world class. I’m here to announce a competition, so to speak.”

The residents began to whisper among themselves.

“My father, King Constantine, wanted to start this residency program and open it to not only Cordonians but to foreigners as well. Dr. Ramsey, for example, was offered to stay in Cordonia as your Chief of Medicine after saving my father’s life in America,” Liam cleared his throat. “This competition will allow the winner to become an intern for my family’s medical team. Meaning, should any of my family become ill, you will be the first person we call to come to the palace.”

A hand shot up in the crowd.

“Yes?”

“Prince Liam,” a blond haired, blue-eyed woman next to Ella spoke. “How do we win?”

“Very good question. What is your name?”

The woman blushed. “I’m Madison, Your Highness, Dr. Madison Herrera.”

Liam smiled at Madison and Ella felt her stomach churn. “Well, Dr. Herrera, in order to win, your Chief Resident will be observing you closely. They will be rounding on your patients, speaking to them, looking over your charting, going through your diagnosis, treatment and plans.”

Ethan’s voice boomed throughout the foyer. “If you diagnose wrong, give your patient the wrong medication or fuck up in any way, you will automatically lose.”

Liam’s eyes widened at Ethan’s words. “Well, yes, unfortunately if you diagnose wrong, you will be out. Your Chief Residents will list you from highest to lowest, if you are the top resident for more than four weeks in a row, you win.”

“Do surgical and anesthesia residents compete also?” Bryce hollered.

“Dr. Lahela!” Dr Moore hissed from her place on the stairs.

“It’s okay,” Liam chuckled. “I apologize, Dr. Lahela, only medical residents for this competition.”

“Any other questions?” Ethan asked impatiently. When no one said a word, he waved everyone away. “Fine, go back to your departments.”

Ella let out a long breath and made her way to the cafeteria. She flashed her badge at the woman manning the register whose name was Flora. “Hi Ate, I’m just here for coffee.”

Flora waved her through. “Go ahead, Anak, it’s on the house.”

“Salamat po,” Ella squeezed the older woman’s shoulder and walked towards the drinks. As she picked a size and what flavor coffee she wanted, she felt someone standing behind her.

“Fancy seeing you here.”

[adobe-outdesign]

Little something for everyone while y’all are in quarantine. Part 2 coming whenever.

Transcript under the cut:

Five Nights at Freddy’s. Where do we even start with this one? FNAF is probably one of the most confusing games out there when it comes to trying to figure out what the hell happened in it. Everyone has their own opinions and interpretations, so I figured I’d provide my own.

Do keep in mind that I’m not going to cover every single part of the lore, as some of it’s fairly self-explanatory. Instead, I’m going to focus mostly on FNAF 4, as that’s where this Gordian Knot of confusion really stems from.

Be warned, this video’s going to contain something truly scary: OPINIONS. [scream effect] Yes, my views on the lore are much different than everyone else’s, so don’t get your springlocks set off just because my theories don’t align with yours. Because for starters…

[Why I don’t think Michael is the brother]

[Mob noises]

Okay, okay, hear me out. Basically, there are two main family in FNAF: There’s the Aftons, comprised of William, Elizabeth and Michael. Then there’s the - is this really their name? Really? okay - Emilys, comprised of Henry and Charlie.

However, in the books Charlie had a brother named Sammy. So the question is, is Sammy canon? And the answer is yes: During Stage 01, we see one of the kids disappear when left alone with Spring Bonnie, which parallels Sammy slash Charlie’s kidnapping in Fredbear’s by William.

This raises another question though: Who is Sammy in canon, then? And I’ll jut outright say it: He’s the Bitten Child. Yeah, I’m kind of amazed more people don’t realize this. The Fredbear Plush is implied to be possessed by Charlie, as its talk about putting the Bitten Child back together parallels the Puppet giving cake in Happiest Day, and the empty girl’s room indicates that the Bitten Child has a dead sister - her being the Plush explains why the Fredbear Plush cares so much about the welfare of this random kid.

Likewise, Charlie and Sammy were twins. The Bitten Child and Charlie have the same blocky sprites, and they both have brown hair and brown eyes.

Most importantly, the Bitten Child is spirited to look exactly like the Puppet. Given that he isn’t the one possessing it, the only way this makes sense if the two were related.

Finally, the Bitten Child freaks the hell out when approached by an employee in a Fredbear suit, and the Fredbear plush says that he’ll “know what happens if he catches you”. Many people believe this means the Bitten Child witnessed the children being murdered, but it’s too early in the timeline for that - Phone Guy says in 2 that the Freddy’s where the murders occurred was shut down and left to rot afterward. The restaurant in 4 is still open, meaning the murders haven’t occurred yet - given some other context, it’s likely they died in 1985.

The only other incident the Bitten Child could be reacting to… would be the kidnapping back in Fredbear’s, where William stole one of the twins while in a Spring Bonnie suit. And the only way he would know about it is if he was there during the kidnapping - which is enough for me to say with confidence that the Bitten Child is indeed Sammy.

Also, Sister Location has a lot of kidnapping references. [I kidnapped you.]

Especially in the Immortal and the Restless. Vlad represents William throughout the games - not dong much in FNAF 1, working the night shift in 2, being in the burning building in 3, and the hidden scene representing Baby not killing Michael who she thinks is William. And what is said every episode?

[The baby isn’t mine]

The baby isn’t his because Sammy literally isn’t William’s child; he’s Henry’s.

However, if the Bitten Child is Sammy, then that means this [Older Brother footage] cannot be Michael.

Now, I know all of you smart people out there are already thinking the obvious: The books are an AU. Couldn’t Sammy be the one kidnapped in canon, thus allowing Michael to still be the Brother? And to that I say: …Yeah. If you want to work with Michael being the Brother, then this is the best way to do it, and it’s entirely possible this is the correct answer. …But with that said, I’m not entirely convinced.

[Why Charlie was kidnapped and not Sammy]

For starters, there’s the simple question of motivation. Why would WIlliam be raising Henry’s kid? Killing kids is kind of his M.O.. Even in the books, he killed the child he kidnapped. The idea of him kidnapping and raising a kid is even brought up in the Fourth Closet… then dismissed because it would be out of character for him, which would be strange if he did exactly that in canon.

As established earlier, Sammy also remembers the kidnapping, which would make it weird if he was the one kidnapped and yet is just allowed to freely wander the neighborhood. What’s to stop him from telling someone else, or even just running away?

Moving on to actual evidence, the map in SL’s breaker room lists the FNAF 4 house and the minigame house as two separate observation areas. This could be to differentiate the two for the player, but I don’t know why they’d be separated in-universe unless they were two separate houses. This would also explain why the living rooms don’t look the same and why the grandfather clock is in two different locations.

Likewise, the Fredbear Plush has either a camera or a walkie-talkie in it to spy on Sammy. However, the private room also reveals that William has the FNAF 4 gameplay house bugged. He shouldn’t need to use the Fredbear Plush to spy on Sammy, given that he can watch him both through the house cameras and the (presumable) cameras in Fredbear’s - unless Sammy is still in Henry’s house, which would force William to slip a camera into the place discreetly.

Speaking of the minigame house, there are a few parallels between it and Henry’s house in the books. The house was connected to an underground location in the Twisted Ones, just like it’s connected to the Sister Location in canon. And one of the rooms contains a tiny toy animatronic - just like the ones Henry built for Charlie in the Silver Eyes.

Continuing on that train of thought, let’s look at that tiny Toy Mangle. Assuming the Toy Chica principle is in place here - that being that the literal toys in this game look the same as the Toy Animatronics - the Mangle here looks like the FNAF 2 version of Mangle, not like William’s Funtime Foxy, pointing to it being Henry’s creation and not William’s. The SL extras even reveal that Funfox was supposed to be purple at first, which doesn’t make sense if it was supposed to match the tiny toy version.

But perhaps one of the biggest pieces of evidence regarding this toy is in Mangle’s Quest. While walking, you can encounter a huge silhouette of the Puppet… which makes Mangle look toy-sized in comparison. This only makes sense if this room was Charlie’s, and the Mangle toy was hers.

This also makes sense considering that Sister Location didn’t exist at the time of 4′s release. Scott claimed you could solve the lore back then using only the first four games, and if this was Charlie’s room, you could do it by combining the knowledge of the Fredbear Plush with Sammy’s missing sister and Charlie from the novels. If this is Elizabeth’s room, the only way that could be would be if it was retconned into place behind the scenes.

Additionally, I don’t think Elizabeth’s death is the correct date for this room to be empty in 1983. Handunit says that CBEAR didn’t open until after Freddy’s closed, as it gave them the opportunity to move into the entertainment space without competition. I’d assume this also applies to the original Circus Baby’s Pizza World, which indicates Elizabeth didn’t die until after FNAF 1. Given that Michael still has eyes in FNAF 1, SL in general had to have taken place after it - it’s unlikely William waited 10+ years to finally send Michael to save her, so her death being after FNAF 1 makes more sense timeline-wise.

Meanwhile, Charlie died in the very first Freddy’s location, before the other murders. HW confirms the FNAF 4 location was this first Freddy’s, meaning that she died in 1983. This not only lines up with her death date in the Fourth Closet, but also explains why the room in 4 hasn’t been cleaned out; she only died recently.

This would also explain why Henry claims that no-one was there to save Charlie. It’s his restaurant; wouldn’t he have, like, been there and been watching her if he was the one who brought her in?

And finally, I do have one massive piece of evidence that I feel proves the idea that Charlie is the one who was kidnapped.

[Chica School Days opening]

I know, I know, stay with me. Each of Toy Chica’s husbandos in these cutscenes represent one of William’s victims and how he killed them, as proven by her talking about running over a dog which aligns with Susie’s death in both Fruity Maze and the novels. There are a total of six people she targets.

However, that’s the thing - there are six victims, one for each of the original five - and the Puppet. That means Charlie’s death has to be included in here. And yet, none of the deaths line up with what we see in the minigames… unless you assume Charlie was the one kidnapped. In which case, there is one that fits…

[Toy Chica talking about kidnapping]

There are six deaths, so Charlie must be included. If the only thing that lines up with her death is the kidnapping scene, then Charlie must have been the one who was kidnapped, not Sammy.

But that brings us back to the original problem: If Charlie was the one who was kidnapped, Sammy is still living in Henry’s house. Which means Michael is not the Brother.

[Why do people think Michael is the Brother?]

Let’s move on to explaining away some of the evidence for Michael being the Brother.

The first and most obvious piece is that we play as the Brother in FNAF 4. Michael lives in the FNAF 4 house, so he must be the Brother. Which is a fair piece of evidence. However, I do think there’s something that explains this: Midnight Motorist.

Yes, the reason this minigame has perplexed so many fans might be because they’ve been looking at the entirety of FNAF 4 wrong. Let’s start with the Yellow Guy, who’s likely Henry. Why? Well, he’s driving William’s purple car and yet isn’t purple himself, so he can’t be William yet must have a connection to him. Henry and William were friends and business partners, so the idea of this being a company car or one of them just borrowing it for the weekend makes sense.

Likewise, every minigame and cutscene in FNAF 6 pertains to one of the main characters. The Puppet minigame for, well, the Puppet; Fruity Maze for William slash Scraptrap; and Candy Cadet’s stories for Scrap Baby and Molten Freddy. Henry is the only main character who wouldn’t have something in-game pertaining to him unless this sprite is him.

Moving on, we see him interact with a green sprite. I’d wager this is Clay Burke, for no other reason other than the sprite is presumably color-coded because we know the character, and because Clay is a cop and therefore could easily kick Henry out a bar.

Out a bit from Henry’s house, we see a grave, and around the back of the house there’s a smashed window and an animatronic footprint. In the books, the Twisted animatronics specifically targeted Henry’s family, kidnapped people through aggressive means, and buried themselves during the day. Given that the Twisteds are just AU Nightmare animatronics, it’s likely one of William’s robots was trying to kidnap another one of Henry’s kids.

However, the kid being targeted doesn’t seem to be Sammy or Charlie. Henry’s wife is still present and this is a different house than the one in FNAF 4, suggesting this is early on in the timeline, as Henry got a divorce and moved shortly after the kidnapping. The kid that was targeted here was old enough to lock himself in his room and make a run for it, suggesting it wasn’t one of the two babies but rather the Brother from 4, who’s certainly enough of an Angsty Teen to lock himself in his room several times.

As we can see by the footprints and Henry’s blase attitude, it looks like the Brother escaped from the animatronic… this time. It’s likely William kept trying to kidnap him until he succeeded, locking him into his house once he was successfully captured after the Bite. The dialogue from the FNAF 4 trailer might actually apply to William; he brought home the Brother, he think he sees a ghost haunting him which is why he’s observing him in the first place, and he treats this whole thing like a sick game.

So with the FNAF 4 house out of the way, there’s only a few other pieces of evidence. The logbook shows Michael having drawn N. Fredbear… but given that the Nightmare animatronics were still in his house, it’s likely he would have seen then at some point during the night.

The logbook also indicates that Michael is Mike Schmidt from FNAF 1, with his pseudonym being a combo of his own first name and “Eggs Benedict”. FNAF 4 plays like FNAF 1 does, and you can hear one of Phone Guy’s calls in the background, meaning the Brother must have worked in the FNAF 1 location and heard Phone Guy’s messages. And while Michael does fit these requirements… there is one other character who fits them even better.

[Continued in Part 2]

[fivenightsatfreddysfanfiction]

hi! im new here and just found this through reading your fics on ao3, and I was just wanting to know more about this au, particularly, who are alll the purples you got up there in the banner and whatre their stories???

Ooh you’re in for a heck of a treat when it comes to all my Purples!

From the left to the right:

Lucian Enfuego (aka Afton’d Lucian): A traveling serial killer who ended up being abducted and experimented on by Elder Afton in 1984, his soul being ‘overwritten’ by him over time. Murdered Vincent Heliotrope in 1983 then used his name on a virus that screwed up the Toy Animatronics. Killed the 5 Missing Children and the Butterfly Child in 1987. Was caught and executed for his crimes. His younger sister was the first to realize his soul was ‘stolen’ and spent her life trying to get it back from the Aftons. Referred to as the 1987 Purple Guy. Alex Cho aka Router (the short man): A mercenary, hacker-for-hire, who is also a son of Lucian. He ran away from his mother’s emotional abuse to follow his father’s trail and destroy the evidence that could clear Vincent and Jeremy Sr.’s names, as well as kill the surviving ‘witnesses’ of the 1987 Incident. His work partner (and best friend) is Panther. Was hired by Michael Afton to go to Freddy’s Pizza and retrieve Marionette and Balloon Boy or their data drives containing information about Remnant collected during the 1987 Incident. Ended up killed via springlock failure in Springtrap. Referred to as the Springtrap Purple Guy.

Sydney Elizabeth Michaels aka Panther (the big guy in pink): A mercenary with a tendency to abduct people of strength and essentially brainwash them via torture and Stockholm syndrome to serve as his living weapons. As a teen he was hired by Elder Afton to put Fredbear’s Family Diner out of business; poisoned and killed 11 children there while wearing a pink security uniform for a disguise, successfully shutting down the restaurant. His older brother helped him run away from home to escape police and keep the rest of their family out of trouble. Went with Router to Freddy’s as part of the retrieval job and developed an obsession with Mike’s strength. Ended up killed by Freddy and the gang for trying to abduct him and was soul-bound to a Paper Plate Pal. Referred to as the Pink Guy.

William Afton II: The CEO of Afton Robotics and Fazbear Entertainment, owner of Circus Baby’s Pizza World Party and Rentals (Sister Location). Stepped into the position some time after his father’s disappearance and found the secret information about Remnant, transfers, and the experiments to move/copy souls between vessels. Decided to continue the research and find a way to transfer himself from his sickly body into a healthy one. Searched for a low-level employee that could be compatible with his deceased sister’s Remnant to observe if transfer to a living body was possible, unaware his grandfather successfully did so but was unable to record the success. Ended up killed by his sister via Scooping Room. Referred to as Canon Purple Guy.

Emelia Afton: The daughter of Michael Afton who was killed by Circus Baby and soul-bound to her endoskeleton. She was stored in the Underground Facility by her father, who desperately tried to find a way to free her soul and resurrect her in his father’s Remnant research. Years passing with her trapped ended up eroding her sanity and now she only cares for escaping into a ‘perfect’ body that will allow her to be beautiful, using anything and anyone as a means to that end. Normally looks like an innocent little girl ghost to lure others into assisting her before killing them once their usefulness ends. Her ‘adult’ form was created by absorbing a digitized Lucian into herself to take advantage of his knowledge of murder techniques. Soul-bound to Circus Baby v1, later becoming Ennard. Referred to as Purple Gal.

William Afton I aka Elder Afton: The founder and owner of Afton Robotics. Has an aggressive competitiveness and desire to be the best in creating robots and animatronics. Jealousy towards the ones in Fredbear’s had him hire Sydney to force the diner to close so it could be bought up by his shell company, Fazbear Entertainment, and have the animatronics sent to him for reverse engineering. In his pursuit to creating the most advanced artificial intelligence software for his creations, he discovered Remnant and its properties, experimenting on low-level employees and abducted children to learn how to extract and transfer Remnant. His experiment on Lucian, an intern at the time, culminated in a successful digitized download of Remnant and memories, creating the Lucian Master File. Elder’s desire to live longer to continue his research and curiosity on his hypothesis had him attempt to transfer his own Remnant into Lucian’s body. While mostly successful, the transfer revealed a drawback in that loss of Remnant without allowing regeneration or replacement causes loss of sanity in the donor. This discovery was never documented; on the final stage of transfer, Elder released Lucian from containment and was killed by him. His soul torn in two, part went with Lucian to grow and consume him, part remained in the Facility, laying dormant until awakened by Springtrap, where he then hijacked control of the animatronic for himself. Referred to as Original Purple Guy or First Purple Guy.

Elizabeth Afton: Bionics Engineer, overseer of R&D of Afton Robotics, wife of Michael Afton. She’s responsible for researching and building ways for the animatronics and robots to move as fluidly and ‘naturally’ as a human. She has a cold love for her husband due to blaming him for allowing her favored daughter to die at Baby’s hands. She assisted Elder Afton in his Remnant research and went back to it after her daughter’s death to continue it in secret, searching for her own way to continue living longer and restore her daughter. After Michael’s disappearance and William’s death, she followed the trail of outgoing resources from Afton Robotics to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and Parties to recover Emelia’s Remnant. She was only able to get it back in fragments, so she devised a trap to gather fragments of Remnant from multiple past guards in order to rebuild and stabilize Emelia’s soul. When that plan was foiled, she escaped and decided to continue her search for future host bodies for herself, rebuilding Fazbear Entertainment via video games and using a copy of the Lucian Master File to seek out viable hosts. She plans to use the money from the sales and her newly abducted Reluctant Follower to create another trap to lure in her intended target. Referred to by name.

Michael Afton: Son of Elder Afton, CEO of Afton Robotics and Fazbear Entertainment after Elder’s death. His relationship with his father was distant and strained at best, which worsened after his death as Circus Baby’s programming had her kill his daughter when she wandered over alone. He pulled away from his wife and their relationship grew rocky over the tragedy. Being confronted by Lucian’s sister some time later over the fate of her brother’s soul had Michael searching for whether there was any truth to it; upon discovering his father’s Remnant research and notes, he found a desperate hope that this could be key to reviving his daughter. While he was also attracted to Lucian’s sister for her more vivacious nature, he eventually had to threaten her into leaving him alone so as to keep the discovery of Remnant and soul transfer a secret. He left behind the company and his family after receiving the data on the 1987 Incident in order to find a method of using Remnant to revive Emelia without causing more deaths. Failing that and realizing that Emelia had gone insane and murderous from isolation and desperation, he chose instead to try and destroy everything connected to the Remnant experiments, bringing everything that was affected by it together in one place to be burnt so the Remnant would be destroyed. He was unaware that his wife was also involved. Died in the flames that consumed FFP&P. Referred to as Son of Canon Purple Guy.

Lucian Master File: The ‘pure’ download of Lucian Enfuego’s digitized Remnant and memories. Stripped of anything that could humanize him or create empathy with others, the Master File only seeks to cause as much death and havoc as possible. He generates copies of himself to carry out his plans, assimilating information from them while he remains safely out of sight and harm’s way. The first copy of himself ever created he stripped of similar power to force him to be weaker and gave him over to William Afton II to use in his experiments, which resulted in the copy breaking away from him so drastically he became unique and Master File lost control and connection to him. He only ever assists someone when he feels he’s able to use them to further his own ambitions in the process. Originally the controlling software to Afton Robotics’s main computer, he managed to escape destruction there by coding himself onto chipsets in protected hardware, which later allowed him to escape into the video game software that scanned those chipsets. Referred to as Master File or Glitchtrap.

Phew! i really gotta finish up the wikia articles on everyone.

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Brie Larson vs. The World: A Letter for Humanity

So I’d like to share and say hmmm in terms of adoration mm yeah Chris Evans what a husband material hubba hubba Chris Hemsworth funny dude even Taika Waititi oh Jodie Comer- in lesbians for her Armie Hammer Jake Gyllenhaal oofers eye candy Margaret Qualley mah babies Mackenzie Davis Wynonna Ryder and Kristen Stewart of course all them Marvel girls from A for Angelina Jolie Blanchett Danai Debicki Saldana Evangeline Karen Scarlett etc etc etc to Z for Zendaya Star Wars gang Daisy Felicity Oscar Lupita um yes please all the heroines we love Gal Gadot Amber Heard les cheveux roux madmoiselles Chastain Amy Adams the veterans Patricia Clarke Bullock Paulson Weaver Gillian Anderson Moore Lawless Mirren what goddesses they are even the young’uns newcomers Diana Silvers Billie Lourd Hunter Schafer such gems Thrones crew Gwendoline Emilia Lena Kit Sophie Maisie err pretty much everyone of them yes even the Night King give me the shivurs Aubrey Plaza Anna Kendrick Sarah Carter yas yas yas even some voice actors Ashly Burch Elizabeth Maxwell Hannah Telle j’adore Fab Five queers heck even politicians like AOC or Kamala Harris or Brian Sims gets me giddy wonderful wonderful insanely talented amazing great people.

But 

then 

there’s

Brie Larson. 

I was a music photographer and journalist for a while, I interviewed people and got the chance to meet some renowned humans (Feist, Au Revoir Simone, Kina Grannis, YYYs, Sean Lennon to name a few) it was my job to recognise their backgrounds and learn people’s personalities and identify situations.

While there are so much amazing people that I mentioned above who has done so many great things, I have never seen someone MOST relatable like Brie, so  humble and hardworking in the harsh -no privacy- industry of entertainment, who just bases her life out of goodness and excitement of life and purity. She’s like most of us, she’s awkward and shy, loves pets, video games, Indiana Jones, Star Wars, Sailor Moon, fan girls towards other celebs, music nerd and an actual nerd, and just loving life in general. 

So it does break my heart that people are targeting her as the subject of everything that’s negative just because she wanted to set a stigma that women can be powerful and is their own person, and she’s had it rough before (as I read/listened/watched her interviews) Here’s a narrowed down of her life:

- Her parents were constantly fighting when she was young, leaving her into a broken home, around 7 years old she moved to LA living in a studio apartment with her mom and sister with the 3 of them with only 1 murphy bed. She’s estranged with her dad until now.

- She’s definitely an introvert, type of girl who sits on the far upper left or right corner in the theatre thinking that she doesn’t block anyone’s view (she actually said this on an interview), had social anxiety attacks since she was young but she knows she loves acting and wants to entertain people, starting with singing in her early years. She prefers doing stuffs alone and creating arts just to keep her mind at ease.

- Because of her passion in acting and her social condition, she was home schooled and focused in acting schools more, thankfully her mother supported her to go to acting schools and just going on auditions. Her singing career didn’t go as much as she hoped, to make ends meet she started DJ-ing just to earn money. Keep in mind Brie did not come from a prestige family with access to Hollywood unlike some of her Marvel co-stars. She started from zero.

- She actually auditioned for Twilight and was told, “Don’t ever bring Brie Larson back here again” for whatever reason. Was also told she wasn’t “sexy enough” for some stuffs she auditioned.

- Even though she loves acting, knowing she’s an introvert, it is the only reason why Brie has never considered blockbuster movies because she was afraid of getting recognised worldwide that it would leave her having no privacy at life at all. Due to this, she accepted mostly indie movies (Most recognisably Short Term 12 or The Glass Castle) but even by doing indie movies she didn’t earn enough money that sometimes she would cry in her kitchen telling her mom that she doesn’t have any money just to buy food. 

- She did the movie Room which won her first Oscar for best actress, but in the process in doing so it broke her in half because of her childhood past and trauma. Whilst doing The Glass Castle she also said it was rather personal that she played a character with a broken relationship with a father (Played by Woody Harrelson) is because she never had father-daughter relationship. All the stuffs she did were mostly personal because she felt connected to them. Even Captain Marvel, because she felt that it was a moment in her life where she needs the change to be stronger for herself and Carol has changed her for that.

- Her road into becoming Captain Marvel was almost like a brick to brick road built up for her, as she has acted in movies with most of the Marvel casts. In 13 Going On 30 with Mark Ruffalo, with Chris Evans in Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, Scarlett Johansson in Don Jon, Tom Hiddleston and Samuel L. Jackson in Kong: Skull Island and Joe and Anthony Russo in Community. A few reasons she accepted the role of Captain Marvel;  One being when she saw Gal Gadot’s Wonder Woman, she admitted that even as the movie was just about a few minutes in, she couldn’t stop crying and she asks herself as to why that is, and she realised that this is the stuff I need, we don’t have this enough, where a powerful strong woman was depicted on screen; The other, for the most realistic reason that she did need the money while she was given the opportunity;  The SIMPLEST reason is just to MAKE PEOPLE HAPPY that the character is going to be brought to life; The MOST important of them all is that she wants to break the barrier of herself. She wants to be more out there, spreading positivity and setting an example to people to be stronger for themselves, that people can change for the better, in which in this case: Brie was a completely non athletic person with asthma, she trained for 9 months, almost 3-5 hours a day for 5 days a week at the gym with constant crying because of her hard work and changes to herself, vomited mostly at the gym and also puked during her pilot training. She had bruises all over the place because she did most of her stunts and training (Per her saying, it was ignorance at first because she thought everyone on Marvel was doing their own stunts when they’re not, but she did most of them herself that she was allowed to). 

- Now that she has recognition, she’s actually doing more activism and be a spokeswoman into helping people. She even promotes people’s brand and stuffs via her Instagram just to help out simple things. 

Please remember, she’s human. She has flaws, but I have never seen her doing/saying anything fatal that depicts resent. Never. And no, Brie is not the first female ever trying to set examples for people, but she is the current one getting the most hate for it just because of Captain Marvel— a film about a female superhero, setting an example for people to be stronger, she did it just to make people happy and half the world is angry at her. WTF. Believe it or not, this is girl actually CARES about people, she would care about you if you actually DO CARE about all the good things that does matter. Being of who she is, Brie is capable of empathising with people, which is something most people don’t have.

Brie wanted to be a better person, SHE DID. When in fact Brie has successfully done that, now people are hating her even more because she’s just a “bigger easier target” because of her role and apparently it is easier to hate someone else than just to be nice or appreciative or grateful in general. 

If you’re reading and you’re hating, can I just ask, what has Brie Larson done to your life? And maybe ask yourself what have you done that matters in your life? We can just be nicer to other people, it’s really not that hard to try, you know. Life is just about being kind to each other, there is no point in throwing hate because it’s not your cup of tea, having an opinion to your taste is fine, but giving hate comments about is just being an asshole. Imagine being in her shoes and dealing with all those that wasn’t necessary in the first place. It does take mentality of the size of the Jupiter with that amount of hate, and Brie Larson is still dealing them. Just think if that was you, could you be able to handle it as far as what she’s gone though? Really think about it. Not one human in the world wants to be hated for even the smallest reason, not even you.

As to those who feel like they wanted a change in their lives, if Brie can do it, SO CAN YOU. Stay calm, just be nice and kind to others— even to those who treated you unjustly. Let the action speaks louder than any words will ever do. And be happy of life.

My adoration for her is at the apex at the moment. She is IT.

So I’m just here spreading the love for Brie.

[geek-gem]

FNAF Fazbear’s Reborn

GeekGem's FNAF The Silver Eyes Sequel AU

*I’ve had this for a few weeks or two. I’m officially gonna post this now. Don’t take it too seriously. But yeah this is a character info post. Maybe part 1 most likely. But I’m not gonna name it that. Despite it seems to be that. But I just wanna post this old thing. This is basically a synopsis with again talking about some characters. So shit I can’t post this on my FNAF Blog. I mean I’ll get more traction on my main blog. Okay I’ll try that. But next time like I’ve talked about. I’m doing stuff like this for my FNAF blog*

It's been four years since the horrific events at Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Ever since then, Charlie has been trying to move on. All seems to be going well after completing university. When she first hears from her friend Carlton back in Hurricane, Utah that something has been happening. Somehow a new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza is going to open. Including the original animatronics are gonna be used. Despite everything that's happened at Freddy's.

Furious upon discovering this, trying to move on from these events. She is joined by her friends and others to stop this pizzeria from opening and why is it even happening in the first place.

While during all this and trying to find some answers. She meets two fresh employees who are working there by the names of Mike Schmidt and Jeremy Fitzgerald. Who want to assist Charlie however they can.

But during this crusade. The group discover certain events that happened after 1985. Including more repressed memories coming up in Charlie's mind revealing certain things. Along with the discovery that William had family, especially an eldest son by the name of Michael Afton. Who is working at a sister location called Circus Baby's Entertainment And Rental.

With these discoveries, more dark things are revealed. Including the intentions of a certain Andrew Afton and some animatronics.

Charlie Emily: A 21 year old young woman who is the daughter of the man who opened both Fredbear's Family Diner and Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Despite appearing kind hearted and independent. She has suffered PTSD from the events such as losing people close in her life, and facing off against a masked murderer and four killer animatronics.

Despite suffering from this trauma. She's been trying to move forward with her life. When she first hears about this news involving Freddy's. She is enraged by this and wants to stop this pizzeria from being opened.

During this crusade, she is joined by old and new friends who want to help her cause. But also more repressed memories are awoken as she discovers other events that have happened.

As of now despite their relationship seemed romantic for some time. Charlie and John have decided not to pursue a serious relationship after sometime.

While she was weary of the two guards at first. She realizes she has no reason to hate them and all they wanted was a job. Because of this she becomes closer to them.

Mike Schmidt: A 25 year old US solider who was honorably discharged a year before working at the new Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Having moved into Hurricane in 1989 with his family. He didn't hear the story of Freddy's till someone mentioned. Including when the anniversary happened in 1995.

Despite his serious demeanor, he's actually a very chill and fun loving kind of guy. Back in the day be grew up being best friends with officer Dunn. But Mike was shocked when he found out his best friend was killed in the abandoned Freddy's in the old mall. He still misses Dunn to this day. Especially after Dunn's death. It seems like Mike may have developed some sort of stubbornness and anger issues. But feel inside he was still the same guy.

Upon meeting Charlie while he didn't know what to fully think of how to interact with this young girl. He can understand and relate with her pain of losing a friend at Freddy's. Since becoming friends, especially with Jeremy Fitzgerald. He's developed a sort of older brother relationship with them. Something he felt amiss ever since Dunn was killed.

Jeremy Fitzgerald: a 22 year old young man who's family moved into Hurricane in 1987. Having no personal connections to Freddy's, he had no problem working at the new Freddy's. Even though at a young age he was wondered if becoming a police officer and idolized someone like Dunn. He was saddened hearing what happened to the young officer.

Despite at times being a nervous wreck, especially around women. Jeremy is a genuinely kind hearted person who can be courageous and determined. Despite at times he may seem like a coward. But he genuinely wants to help people.

After meeting Charlie and her reasons why she's against the new Freddy's. He quickly empathizes with her cause and wants to assist but not trying to get fired quickly.

During this crusade. Jeremy begins to feel attracted to Charlie because of her personality and after she shows him some affection back. But he's nervous if she will return the same feelings back. Counting the fact he's working in a pizzeria she desperately wants shut down. Including this is after her and John stopped dating.

But also during all of this. Jeremy discovers a terrible event that happened to his birth father. What really happened to his frontal lobe.

Michael Afton: A 26 year old man and the eldest son of William Afton. Ever since his dad went missing. He's stayed with his uncle Andrew instead.

Despite appearing very empathic and kind. Michael when he was younger was a different person. Someone who's actions led to the demise of his younger brother.

With the fact he suffers from depression and guilt. Charlie was surprised to hear that William even had a son of any kind. Yet as more repressed memories come up, she slowly remembers him.

As he and Charlie get to know each other more. Despite she's conscious of who Michael is. Because he's William's son but she shouldn't put that against him. Talking with Charlie. He soon learns who his father really was, including the possibility of some how that his sister Elizabeth could be out there.

Which results him going to Circus Baby's Entertainment And Rental.

Andrew Afton: The younger brother of William Afton and CEO of Fazbear Entertainment and Circus Baby's.

Not much is known about Andrew. Expect that he’s 4 years younger than his brother. Including he was working with William and Henry before Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza shut down in 1985. Having been a worker for them since the beginning at Fredbear’s Family Diner. 

Ever since 1985, he’s been in his brothers shadow and just working under his him. A funny way to describe Andrew is that he’s a more masculine version of his own brother. But compared to this brother...William over time seemed to become less normal. Including a lot of times, going out and about without explanation. Then in 1995 he went missing or so it seemed. 

Being a charmer and mature but masculine looking gentlemen. Basically living up to the meaning of his name Andrew. Yet overtime including when Andrew took over Fazbear Entertainment and Circus Baby’s something was off about him.

It didn’t help that over the time of his life he got life lessons from his older brother. Including whatever happened during the times in 1985 and 1987. 

One thing is for certain....in 1999 he discovered William’s corpse in the Spring Bonnie suit......he was genuinely surprised to learn his older brother was dead. Instead of possibly just getting rid of it or tryin to put his brother to rest. He decided to single handedly board up the room his brothers corpse was in. 

Because there was the possibility what he’s seen and heard of what the animatronics can become...he worried.....something would happen the same way with William. 

Despite the negative protests against him. He believes he’s doing a good thing by reopening Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza and starting new. Hopefully that with the start of a new decade. To move forward into the future with a more positive outlook.

But what he also actually thinks....he doesn’t care what anyone thinks. No matter the death threats or protests...he has more malicious intentions. Learning from his experience in 1987, and what the Funtime Animatronics were created for. He’s now in a position where he can do whatever he wants. 

[ive-been-reminding-you]

Simcoe’s Modern-Day AU Info

A quick note: This is his bio and my head canons for most modern-day au’s I may do. 

Some of the information may vary depending on the setting or what makes more sense for a particular RP.

This will probably not count for any paranormal au in a modern setting, like the Angel of Death thread I started with @detectiverickitubbs​. A note will be made in the tags when it does apply, though!

As always, this is subject to modification and having things added to it, so if we’re writing a modern au, I’ll let you know if there’s anything different. Also as always, as not to clog anyone’s timelines, all the info is under the Keep Reading :).

The Basics:

Age: 35

Parents: John Simcoe Sr. & Katherine Graves (both deceased)

Siblings: None

Other Family: His aunt, Sheila

Marital Status: Single

Romantic History:

There isn’t much to speak of, but these are the most notable:

Anna Smith: She was in his year in high school. He never actually dated her, but she was the first girl he ever really had feelings for. She started dating someone else before he got to ask her to prom.

Elizabeth Gwillim: Dated her in college for three years and got engaged. However, when he joined the military, their relationship gradually dissolved and ended.

Lola Bishop: A bartender at the pub near John’s apartment. They have a complicated, on-again-off-again, hot-and-cold relationship. Sometimes, they’re great for each other. Other times, they’re horrible for each other.

Personality:

Pretty much the same as in his normal-verse. Though his bloodlust varies depending on the setting.

Potential Occupations:

Depending on the setting, he’d be best suited as one of the following:

Assassin

Private Detective

Some kind of law enforcement

Crime boss

Mercenary

A Long-ish Summary:

John was born in America to Katherine, an English diplomat, and John Sr, a doctor. When John was six, his mother died in childbirth. The baby, who would have been John’ s sister, also passed away from complications.

He and his father moved back to England shortly after that to be closer to family (his father’s sister, Sheila) where they lived until Dr. Simcoe also died. One night, while his father was closing down his office, the husband of one of his patients came in and falsely accused him of an affair with his wife. Despite Dr. Simcoe’s attempts to calm the situation, things escalated and the man wound up murdering the doctor. Unfortunately, John had been there that night and witnessed the whole thing. He was only ten at the time. 

Having been orphaned, Aunt Sheila took him in and tried her best to give him as stable a childhood as possible. She attempted to put him in counselling, but John refused to talk about what happened. As a result, he began to lash out and was nearly expelled from school. Seeing that her nephew was struggling, and especially with connecting with the other children after what had happened to him, Sheila decided to pull him out and homeschool him for a while.

When John was just shy of his fourteenth birthday, a job opportunity in the States opened up to Sheila, and they moved there for her to take the position. They both discussed it, and John agreed to go to back counselling in order for him to go to a regular high school. He was still closed off and struggling, but managed enough to have a relatively normal high school experience. He got into sports (baseball, track, soccer —though not exactly at the same time), which helped him tremendously with his pent up energy and aggression. 

He developed a crush on one of his classmates when he was fifteen, a girl named Anna. It was an unrequited crush, and though she was polite to him, she found him off-putting due to his difficulties with connecting to people. He had planned to ask her to prom when they were in their senior year, but a couple of months before, she began dating someone else. He was devastated and wound up not going to prom at all, and was mostly kept to himself for the rest of the school year until graduation. Sheila was worried for him that his obvious fear of abandonment, coupled with this experience (which for any other teen would be a normal part of growing up) would crush him.

However, in his freshman year of college, he met a girl named Elizabeth and they hit it off. She was sweet, compassionate, and understanding. She also had lost her father at a young age and could relate to that kind of loss. With her encouragement, he began to open up more and started to do better. Elizabeth was the love of his life, and after three-and-a-half years of dating, they got engaged. 

After they graduated, John decided that the best thing for them and their future would be for him to join the military. Elizabeth was initially supportive, but his far-away postings and John’ s gradually reverting back to less-than-healthy behaviors put a considerable strain on their relationship. They attempted to hang onto and salvage things for two years before it became clear that it was best if they broke up. He was heartbroken and didn’t reenlist when his initial service was up, as he no longer had a reason to.

When he came home from his post, he moved into an apartment on his own with help from Sheila. Though not a big drinker, he found himself at a local bar a couple of blocks away from his new home one night. For him, it was just something to do in between trying to figure out what his next move would be, and he didn’t keep many friends to spend time with. This is where he met Lola, a bartender at the establishment, who began talking to him after seeing him around for a couple of months. Eventually, they wound up sleeping together and began dating on-and-off. Their relationship is the definition of complicated.

Other than that, whatever the “ next move” he made was is dependent upon the thread. And as mentioned above, some of his story might vary dependent on the RP.

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I lied. I had to do it tonight I'm so excited. Since you guys wanted to hear about my RFA Kids Au, I had to actually write about the children for you guys. So, I don't really have any partners for the RFA, I left that open ended mainly for the cast except for Jihyun and Saeran, obvious reasons being spoilers, but the children are my precious babies and I'm glad to share them with you all.

If you want more of them, let me know.

Su-Jin Kim

Sujin is the precious apple of his parent's eyes. He is perfect to them, and he always does what he's told to do. He is loud and he is always showing his love and affection towards others. You could often find him as a kid trying to hug the legs of anyone he could get his hands on. He's very empathetic, and seems to always feel the emotions of others just as strongly if not stringer then they do. Because of this fact, he is a very big crybaby and people often tease him for it. He tries to take it in stride but sometimes it's hard for him to cope with that. His Dad gets it, and that's why his Dad is his idol; Because he knows what Sujin is dealing with firsthand and he reassures him that he should always be himself and it will be okay in the end because of that.

Sujin is also deaf, rather, hard of hearing in both of his ears. One is better then the other but he really has no depth to most sounds. He has implants but he heavily relies on KSL(Korean Sign Lanaguge) to communicate with people. This barrier is what makes it hard for him to connect with others at times. Sujin does struggle to make friends of his own, but he is close to the other RFA kids because they're often around each other and interacting. He's a positive boy and does his best to be kind. He's friends with all of the other RFA kids because he's just that sweet.

Ha-Yun Ryu

Hayun is a very sweet girl, and she's always had this air about her that makes other people want to be her friend or be close to her in some way, shape, or form. She's always looking out for others and a lot of people feel like they can come to her when they need someone to speak with. Zen's daughter is a princess and she's always been spoiled rotten by her parents. That doesn't mean she's a bad egg! She's actually very polite and always minding her manners with people, and like her Father, she has a way of dazzling people with her outward beauty since she heavily took after him rather then her other parent with her red eyes and white hair. She's got a good head on her shoulders as she aspires to be a famous Idol, and fashion icon. She's very bubbly and always smiling, she's kind of oblivious but in that way that makes her a pure blessing on this planet that you want to protect. Is it because Hyun has tried to shelter her? Probably, but God, she's an angel on this Earth.

She's very active on her social media and has a very positive presence with the public! Just don't you dare think about trying to flirt with Hayun because her Dad is always warning her about the dangerous of men out there! He would do anything for his daughter, and I feel had personally for the boy that ever makes Hayun cry. Speaking of boys and loving them, Hayun has a big crush on Jun, and she has since they were children but she thinks that he doesn't like her more then a friend.

Ji-Yeong Kang

Jiyeong was adopted and she cannot remember a time in her life without Jaehee and her other parent as they've been with her since she was a very young girl. They've always been there. She loves them and they love her so much; She wouldn't have her family any other way at all. She's an outgoing girl who is always trying to study and reach the next peak on her journey without bothering others along the way. She's polite and very straightforward, a trait she picked up very quickly from her Mom and it just stuck to her like glue as she got older; However, she is quick to upset, her exterior may look tough but it doesn't take much for her to be on the verge of tears.

Unfortunately, her hot temper can land her in some bad places sometimes and she is always scolded when she gets into trouble but rewarded for having such a strong moral compass. She is a dedicated friend, and kind tend to be the Mom of her friend group just because she wants to make sure that nobody gets hurt.unless they deserve it. She's close friends with the Choi Girls, mainly Minsu, causing some kind of havoc.

Jun Han

Jun is so much like his Father that it might strike you with whiplash. He looks like his Dad, but his eyes are his other parent's eyes. He's intelligent, and got this brand of humor that could only come out of the Han household. He's very soft spoken, and he often doesn't express it when he's upset or depressed. He just grows quiet and balls it up inside when he knows he shouldn't. He struggles with his Dad being so busy all the time, but he makes up for it as best he can by hanging out with his friends or petting Elizabeth. He's very good friends with not only Jihyun's daughter, Lucy, but Yoosung's son, Sujin, as well.

Jun is his chosen name, and its the name that he's gone by since he was young. He will not respond to any other name that you call, as he refuses the feminine name that was attached to him at birth. You see, Jun is Trans, and he's always known that he was a boy, even if he didn't have the words to express it. For a long time in his youth, he was angry and often threw tantrums when he would have to wear dresses and hang around others. His parents knew that their baby needed help for his problems, and they realized very quickly that Jun was well, Jun, and the rest is history. There was a small struggle with Jumin as he can to grips with what it meant for Jun to be Trans, but, he and his partner are more then supportive of their son and they would do anything for him to ensure his happiness.

Min-Ji & Min-Su Choi

Minji is the older twin by five minutes, and Minsu is the younger twin. They both are the spitting image of their Dad, with the red hair just as vibrant now as it was the day they were born. The small difference between them is that Minji was born with heterochromia, having one golden eye and one brown eye, instead of both golden. They are polar opposites" much like their Dad and Uncle are. It's a kind of cute dynamic when it comes down to it. These two are the world to Saeyoung and he is happy to say that they are great kids. Minji is shy, and she often doesn't know how to cope with people. She often struggles with crippling social anxiety and Minsu is always there for her sister, she took the big step when they were young and held her sister's hand when she cried or became too scared to speak with other people. She is quick as a whip, and picks up language just as easily as her Father does. The first thing that she learned was KSL so that she could better communicate with Sujin, who she has the tiniest crush on. She's very close to her cousin, Nari, as the both of them are quiet and tend not to get noticed by others.

Minsu is encouragble and has the biggest prankster tendencies out of anybody in her family. She picked up on Saeyoung's tricks and improved them without even trying. She's always laughing and having fun, but it can land her into trouble if she's not careful, its great that Jiyeong is with her to stop her from doing anything too dumb, but it really doesn't make that much of a difference. She's bubbly, and she's always quick to speak for herself and her sister without being asked to do so. She's always trying to be a good sister, if anyone hurts Minji she will destroy them with her bare hands. She's got the smallest crush on Jiyeong but she's not about to admit it.

Lucy Kim

I don't even have to say a lot about Lucy because she is pure and honest and kind. She's not my OC, so I haven't really fillet developed how I want to write her just yet. The best daughter that Jihyun Kim could have ever have asked for, and he spoils that girl rotten. I read her as sweet, and very close with Jumin's son out of pure choice.

Nari Choi

Nari is literally sunshine and she deserves everything that the world has to offer and more than that. She is the daughter of my MC Lila, and Saeran, and she's always smiling. She's got her Mother's brown eyes and her messy hair, and her Father's hair color. She's named after a Lily, and its clear that Saeran did that deliberately, and Lila liked the sentiment just as much as he did. Nari never really has had a lot to say, she was a quiet baby and she always held onto people's hands for silent comfort. She is a soft-spoken girl who often doesn't go out of her way to get attention because she likes being in the background, and she absolutely adores gardening because it's the one thing that her Parents are always doing together and sharing together in and around their house. Nari is often found underneath trees and amongst the tall grass just bathing underneath the sun rays, and she aspires to be a florist when she gets older! She very well may be able to do that because her parents are always behind her back and supporting everything that she wants to do or try even if it seems silly to others.

She's very close with her cousin, Minji, and you often don't see one without the other attached. They just floated to each other because they silently understood that the other didn't want to jump out into the spotlight. They often share each other's company in the quiet, and its a normal thing for them to read books in the same room.

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Pirate AU

Somebody stop me with the AUs. Anywho, have 2300+ words of this.

Also, Catalina is Ahyoka’s Spanish name and is relevant only in this AU

Elizabeth/Massachusetts is @crispy-yy ‘s oc. Angel, of course, belongs to @texass-shenanigans , who, as always, was a big help with world-building and encouraging my addiction.

Angel had taken them to a small inn not far from port. He had wanted to get further inland, but he hadn’t been able to gather any supplies before escaping last night. That, combined with the energy required to carry to young children to the nearest town, meant they would have to stop in the port town.

Emily was curled up next to Catalina, both still sleeping soundly. A good thing, since they’d be traveling far if they wanted to get ahead of Antonio. A bad thing, since Toni would have noticed once morning came that they had stolen a boat and snuck off in the night and would heading to the nearest port to hunt them down. That was if they were lucky, of course, and if no one saw them leave or noticed a missing boat during a night watch.

Angel was rarely lucky, so they needed to leave soon.

He leaned back in the chair and rubbed a hand over his face. First, they all needed a change of clothes. They were soaked from last night, and there wasn’t a fireplace to dry their clothes by. They also needed food, at least breakfast and preferably provisions to take with them. Lastly, they needed directions, or a map or something to tell him where they were and how to get where they needed to go.

Catalina stirred and Angel sighed. Better to go now.

“Good morning, Lina. Sleep well?”

Catalina sat up, trying not to wake her sister, and shook her head.

“Yeah, me neither. Bit of a rough night, huh?”

She nodded and rubbed her eyes. “I’m hungry,” she said as Angel handed her a mostly dry nightgown. When she took it from him, she frowned at the cold dampness of the fabric.

Angel nodded and replied, “I know, me too. I’ll see what they have here to eat, and then we can go get new clothes.”

He stood up and looked around the room. There wasn’t much in it, and most of what was there belonged to the inn. Angel had quite literally escaped with nothing but his sisters and the clothes they all wore. Angel happened to have a small coin bag in his pocket, probably there for when he would have been sent out by Antonio to buy some treat or trinket for the girls at the next port. That had been used to rent their current accommodations and would hopefully be sufficient for breakfast. Angel doubted the coins would go much further than that.

Grabbing the bag of coins, he warned Catalina to stay in the room and to not answer the door for anybody other than him. Then, he left.

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Elizabeth exited the room she’d just finished cleaning and moved on to the next. She’d much rather be doing anything else, but the inn was the only place she could find both work and relative safety while she waited for something more interesting.

It wasn’t all bad, of course. There were plenty of interesting people who came to the inn in this port city, and that was another part of the reason she took the job. Elizabeth had come here looking for adventure, and the best way to find it, in her mind, was to join a crew on a ship, and the best way to do that was to interact with as many sailors as she could in her circumstances, hence the job at the inn. Unfortunately, few sailors were keen to offer her work on their ships, and those who did seemed to have very narrow views of what a girl could be useful for on a ship. So, she remained at the inn.

Knocking on the door to her next room and hearing nothing, she entered and set her supplies down. As she made her way over to the bed, a little head popped out from underneath.

“Hello!”

Elizabeth jumped, but she bit back the yelp she felt jump up as well.

A little girl, maybe five, crawled out from under the bed. She was covered in dust and dirt now, and her hair was tangled and messy. While Elizabeth recovered from the encounter, another girl, this one about ten, jogged over and stood between her and the smaller child.

“Um… hi?” Elizabeth tried. “I’m here to clean the rooms. I didn’t realize this one was still occupied; I can come back later, if you and your parents would like?” The older girl eyed Elizabeth, who eyed her back.

“Mama and Daddy aren’t here!” the littlest one said. The older girl turned and shushed her, receiving an annoyed look from… her sister, Elizabeth decided.

“Oh? Then where are they? And who is taking care of you two?”

“On the boat!”

“Hush!!” The oldest turned back to Elizabeth. “Our brother is watching us, and he’ll be back soon.”

Elizabeth nodded seriously. “My apologies. Well, if it doesn’t bother you, I’ll just change the sheets and clean up a little before he gets back, so you can have a clean bed to sit on, hm?”

The oldest girl seemed to think about this for a moment, then nodded. She ushered her sister up and over to the chairs and small table by the window to be out of Elizabeth’s way while she cleaned.

Chuckling quietly, Elizabeth removed the sheets and began replacing them. As she lifted the sheet off the bed, a small thud sounded from the mattress. A bracelet had been left on the bed and fell off when the sheets were disturbed. She picked it up and looked it over, turning to call to the children and return it, when she noticed the insignia on the middle charm.

Elizabeth knew a lot about the sea, and the pirates who vied for control of it. Her father was one of the better-known captains who sought to monopolize the waters, and Elizabeth had grown up around him and his kind. The insignia on the charm bracelet was one she recognized from her childhood. Carriedo-Fernandez was perhaps her father’s biggest rival; certainly, one of his more despised competitors. She had seen this insignia on the maps Arthur planned his routes and raids on, being the source of many rants and ravings and inconveniences.

So, what the fuck was a toddler doing with it?

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Angel pushed open the door and sat down the food he’d ordered from down the hall.

“Alright, we’ve got bread, jelly, and moldy cheese, but it’ll have to do. Are you two r—,”

He stopped immediately when he saw the extra occupant sitting on the bed, at first chatting with Emily and Catalina, and now looking at him expectantly. He wasn’t particularly concerned about this; he had seen her last night and realized the girl was an employee of the inn. Still, he was a little paranoid since Antonio’s ship, or one of his vessels, had almost certainly docked somewhere by now and began spreading the news of their escape. Toni was a rich man, and he was known to pay handsomely in order to get what he wanted, be it goods, better equipment, or in this case, runaways. Angel didn’t want to take chances with strangers.

“Who are you?” he asked guardedly.

The woman on the bed looked him up and down and was apparently unimpressed. “Elizabeth Kirkland,” she stated matter-of-factly, and Angel swallowed.

The way she said the name, and the way she looked at him… Angel knew she knew more about him than he would like. How, he didn’t know, but that wasn’t the problem here.

“Nice to meet you. I’d invite you to eat with us, but I didn’t get enough for four people, so…”

“That’s alright, I already had breakfast. However, that’s not going to be enough for all three of you, considering the situation you’re in.” She motioned for Angel to sit on the bed with her. “Why don’t you let the kiddos eat and we can talk for a bit.”

He thought about saying no; the last thing he needed was a Kirkland on his ass. Arthur Kirkland was most certainly not a fan of Toni, and Angel wouldn’t put it past the man try and capture him or the girls just to irritate his rival.

Still, if this Elizabeth was working for Kirkland, then there would be other’s waiting nearby in case she needed help. The best bet would be to talk with her and hope he was somehow mistaken about her motives and purpose.

Angel put the food over on the table for the girls to eat, helping Emily spread jelly on her bread before motioning Elizabeth to follow him outside the room. To his surprise, she did.

“If you wanna talk, fine, but let’s talk somewhere private.”

Elizabeth just looked at him for a moment, then nodded. “My room is far from any occupied guest rooms. We can talk there.” Angel followed her, making sure she entered first and watching carefully for anything that seemed like a signal for a surprise attack or trap.

When he was somewhat satisfied that no one would attack him, he turned to Elizabeth and scowled.

“What do you know about us and what to you want?”

“Right to the point, I see. I like it.” She grinned. “Look, all I know is that you and those girls are connected to the bloody Spaniard somehow, though I’m willing to bet that those two are the daughters he’s rumored to have. Of course, that raised some questions of why they are with you and not their father, doesn’t it?” She fixed Angel with a look, and he suddenly became just as uncomfortable as he was on first entry to the room.

“You seem scared. The older girl—I believe her name is Catalina—seems… protective of the littler one, and also scared. But the baby, Emily, she seems just to be happy about this new adventure she thinks she’s on, if a little put out that mommy and daddy aren’t with her. They call you ‘brother.’ This really is a confusing situation you’re in. A person wouldn’t know what to think of it all, to be sure.”

Angel struggled to push down the dread that the accuracy of her observations so far had pulled to the surface. Did she know they were running from Toni?

“What do you think of it?” he asked, glad that his voice remained steady.

Elizabeth hummed for a moment. She looked at him thoughtfully before answering.

“I think you’re running from him. The bloody Spaniard, I mean. I assume that the girls really are your sisters, because Catalina seems smart and strong and I don’t think she would be convinced to call a stranger ‘brother’ or let herself and her sister be kidnapped and just be ok with that. Because of this, I understand why you don’t seem to trust me, what with me being a Kirkland and all, and you’re probably afraid that I’m after you for the reward that is most certainly going to be on your head, if it isn’t already. Tell me, how much of that was right?”

Angel didn’t answer right away. He needed to think.

This woman knew he had taken the girls and ran, and apparently, she thought that the girls were the rumored children of Toni.

Before Angel confirmed or denied anything, he needed to know if Elizabeth was working for Arthur Kirkland. The last thing he needed was for the bushy-browed bastard to know where the supposed children of his greatest rival were, especially after what Toni found out yesterday.

Especially after what he did yesterday.

Fighting back the bile that rose in his throat at the memory of what he hoped would be his last day on any of Antonio’s ships, Angel stood up a little taller.

“Are you going to run back to Big Brows if I tell you this?”

Elizabeth scoffed. “No, of course not. Look, I’m Arthur Kirkland’s daughter. If I was doing anything on his behalf, do you think I would be working at some rundown inn in a tiny port city? No!”

Seeing Angel’s eye widen at the mention of her relation to Arthur, Elizabeth reconsidered her approach.

“Look. I know what it’s like to have a man like that as a parent. I don’t know what is going on with you and Carriedo and those girls, but I can only imagine that he is probably just as bad as a father. I want to help you, and you clearly need it.”

“… Ok.” Angel hated how tired he sounded. But then again, he hated his whole situation at the moment. It’s not like he wanted to agree to this, but he really did need help. He knew so little about cities beyond the ports, and he couldn’t exactly sail on his own. More importantly, he would need help to take care of Catalina and Emily, especially since they would soon be running from what will be the full force of Antonio’s pirating empire.

“What do you need?” Elizabeth was a little shocked at the change in Angel. She wasn’t sure what had happened to him or why he had taken his sisters and ran, but whatever it was, it had clearly taken a toll.

Angel thought about her question. He needed a place to hide, a safe place where his sisters could have a place to sleep and where they could stay without worrying about someone coming after them. And they needed a way to get there.

“I need to get to Francis Bonnefoy. And I need to get there soon. He can protect us and help me find our father.”

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at that last bit but decided to save that for later.

“I know just the man. How’s your Dutch?”

[spidey-babe-parker]

Walk on Water or Drown

Chapter 6

The way she tells me I’m hers

Featuring: Bucky Barnes and a Plus Size Character

Warnings: Handjobs (male and female receiving )

Summary: Bucky and Zoey try to navigate how to make their relationship work once the baby comes.

A/N: The next chapter should be up monday. After I finish this series the following one is going to be Bucky vs Steve AU story.

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PART ONE . PART TWO . PART THREE . PART FOUR . PART FIVE . PART SIX . PART SEVEN . PART EIGHT .

We were walking this really thin line that was filled with sexual tension. We weren’t having sex but we had started making out like teenagers. I sure as hell wanted more from him and I’m pretty sure he wanted to actually have sex, but we were tempting to take it slow.

When he walked in from work I was caught off guard by his busted lip he had. I rushed over to him and rested my hand on his scruff covered cheek examining the cut.

“What happened?” I asked. He always did different types of training with Steve and the rest of the Avengers but he had never came home before with a busted lip.

“Natasha kicked the shit out of me,” he sighed tilting his cheek towards my touch.

“Let’s go to the bathroom and I’ll clean you up,” I said reaching down slowly to grabbed his metal hand.

Bucky was leaning against the bathroom wall while I was in the medicine cabinet getting out peroxide and some cotton pads. I signaled for him to come towards me. I poured the peroxide onto a cotton pad and worked on cleaning up his cut lip.

“She really a good job on your lip,” I sighed.

“I would say you should see her but you know she kicked my ass in this training exercise,” he said causing me to smile. Bucky was a trained super solider so it was rare he ever really got hurt, but if anyone could probably catch him off guard in a fight it would be Natasha. “I want Steve to know about this,” he said pointing between the two of us. “He’s my best friend I hate him not knowing we’re having a baby” he reached down slowly and rest his hands on my round stomach.

I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my face. This was the first time he ever brought up anyone knowing about us. We had been living in this bubble for so long I was excited for people to know about this strange life we had built.

“I would love for him to know. You could have him come over and we could have dinner,” I squeezed his hand.

“I know I’m probably over stepping my bounds right now, but did you have any names picked out for the baby,” he looked down at my stomach and had a confused look on his face. I think he still had issues wrapping his mind around the fact that I was growing a life in me that we had created.

“Kind of,” I sighed. For some reason I hadn’t really ever thought about what life was going to be in like a little over two months when the baby came.

“Can I hear some?” he asked sitting down on the toilet.

I nodded my head, “if it’s a girl I like the name Elizabeth Jane.”

“That’s really pretty. Have you thought of a boy name?” he asked tilting his head to the side.

I nodded my head again I was oddly nervous to tell him the name I had picked out. “Mason Buchanan,” I said softly. I had made the choice to give him the same middle name as Bucky, but I wasn’t exactly sure what was going to happen when the baby was born. I didn’t know if he was going to be in the baby’s life.

He pushed his eyebrows together and gave me a smile, “you would name the baby after me?”

“Bucky, I don’t know what’s going to happen when this baby comes but I want the baby to have just a little piece of you,” I felt really nervous confessing this.

Reaching up slowly he gently rested his flesh hand on my stomach and looked up at me with caring eyes. He rarely ever touched my stomach, I think it had to do with his fear of hurting me and the baby, but his touch was so gentle.

“I know our relationship is really weird and I have been distant but I want to make this work, and I want to be in the baby’s life.”

“I can’t hide away forever from everything,” I let out a heavy sigh because we both knew this couldn’t work forever. At some point my family was going to find out Bucky was the father and his teammates were going to have to know.

“Clint has a family and from what I heard nobody knows about them other than the team and her family.”

I stepped away from him and leaned against the counter. I was trying to figure out what he was trying to say. “What does that mean for us?” I asked almost afraid of what his answer was going to be.

He ran this metal fingers through his long hair as he paused for a moment. “I guess it means we’ll get a real place outside of town and you can tell your family and the avengers will know.”

“Why do I feel like there is a but,” I knew there had to be something else that this couldn’t be that easy.

“We’ll make it where there is no documented proof I’m the baby’s father. I don’t want that to ever get out. Hydra is still out there and a lot of Hydra still thinks I’m theirs to control. I don’t want them to use you and our baby to get me.”

I knew he was looking out for me but it still hurt like hell that he wouldn’t be on the birth certificate. I took a deep breath trying to process what he had said. It was just a piece of paper I shouldn’t care, but deep down I did.

“Please don’t hate me,” he reached for my hand. Part of me wanted to smack his hand away but I knew he made the plan so our child and I would be safe. He was only trying to protect me and our baby.

“Bucky I can’t hate you.” I wasn’t lying to him, I could never actually hate him.

He stood up and took a large step towards me and wrapped his arms around me pulling me into his chest. My very round stomach put a quite the distance between us and the hug.

“When Steve comes over we’ll work out the plan.”

I sighed knowing this was how it was going to have to be. He wanted to keep us safe and this was honestly going to be the best way.

“Bucky did you ever actually want kids?” I whispered. I probably shouldn’t ask because the answer would most likely hurt me, but I had to know how much I messed up his life.

He pulled away from me quickly and looked at me with a really confused look on his face. “Back in the forties I wanted the all-American dream a wife and kids a big house, but when Hydra captured me and turned me into the Winter Solider and Steve had to save me…” he hesitated. I knew this was hurting him to talk about this. “I guess I didn’t think they were an option anymore. With me being brain washed and turned into a super Solider I never expected to be intimate with anyone ever again. You were the first person I had slept with since the forties.”

I couldn’t believe he was being so honest with me. He thought Hydra took every chance he had a normal life away him.

“Bucky,” I reached up and rested my hand on his cheek again and he gave me a soft smile.

“I’m trying to have that normal life with you. I know I haven’t been showing to you that I want this, but I can’t wait to be a father.”

I couldn’t help but smile and tear up at the fact he said he couldn’t wait to be a father, and that he wanted a family with me.

“So, what this about me being the first person you slept with since the forties?” I joked.

He rolled his blue eyes and laughed, “We’re not talking about that right now.”

“That’s not fair,” I laughed.

He didn’t bother saying anything he just leaned down and pressed his lips to mine.

Pulling away from my lips he said, “I think I need to take my shower now.”

Stepping away from he took off his long sleeve shirt and sat it on the counter. I stared at him wanting to ask to join him but I was honestly terrified he would reject me. We had just shared and emotional moment, but he was still terrified of hurting me.

“Hey Bucky?” I shyly asked.

He worked on unbuttoning his jeans and looked up at me, “yeah Zoey?”

My heart was going at a million miles an hour, “can I join?”

He was silent for a moment before he slowly nodded his head, “Yeah.”

I watched as he swallowed and took a step towards me and reached for my oversized shirt I was wearing. Pulling my shirt off he stared at me intently. I reached behind and unclasped my bra.

“I didn’t realize how big your boobs have gotten,” he said staring at my boobs shocked. This was going to be the first time in like six months he had seen me fully naked. I also always wore a bra now because they were too big for my liking. I was already big chested girl with d’s and since getting pregnant they got even bigger.

“Yeah they’re huge now,” I awkwardly joked grabbing them.

He stepped away from me again and reached over to turn on the shower. Turning back toward me he worked on getting out of his jeans, and I took that as my cue to get out of my legging.

He reached over to see if the water was hot enough and stepped out of his boxers and stepped into the shower. I stood there topless in only my undies for a moment just gathering the courage to get in with him. It wasn’t like this was the first time he was seeing me naked. I was a plus size girl before getting pregnant and he had no issue getting me naked and basically kissing my whole body. For some reason the fact that I was pregnant just made me feel awkward. Slowly I stepped out of my undies.

“Come on,” he said reaching his hand out from the shower curtain.

Taking his hand, I slowly stepped into the shower and I couldn’t help but admire his tone naked body. This man was made of stone and I don’t think I was ever going to get over it.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said as his blue eyes traveled up and down my body.

“I can’t believe you agreed to go out with me,” he smiled.

I had never expected Bucky and Steve to start coming into my bookstore, let alone have Bucky randomly asked me out. The whole time we were dating we had sex constantly so can’t say I’m exactly shocked we made a child.

“I couldn’t believe you asked me out.”

“I had to do it before Steve did,” he said causing me to laugh.

Leaning over he connected his lips to mine again. We started making out like a bunch of teenagers and he grabbed as my ass pulling me closer to him. I couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at his erection poking my stomach. He pulled away grinning, “can I touch your boobs because I’m dying to get my hands on them?” he asked with his eyes locked on my large boobs.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. He just answered the age-old question of if he was an ass or boobs man.

“Go for it,” I said with a little laugh.

Gently he reached up and started massaging them. I bit my bottom lip and watched as he brought his lips to them and started kissing the top of them. Before I knew it, he had one of my nipples in his mouth swirling his tongue around it. I couldn’t help but moan at then sensation. His lips on my skin were intoxicating.

I took the bold step of reaching in between us and started stroking his hard length. I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of his lips on me while I tried to pleasure him. He took his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked at me with hooded eyes.

He moaned my name and slowly bit my nipple causing me to moan.

One of his hands left my breast and traveled down my stomach to sensitive mound. I sighed anticipating his finger touching me. He dipped his flesh finger into my slit and I moaned. With his lips still on my chest his fingers worked on me while stroked him.

I could tell he was getting close when he pulled his lips away from me and stared at me through hooded eyes. We stared deeply into each other’s eyes for a long moment before he crashed his lips into mine as I felt him come in my hand. He dipped his fingers into my core a few times before sending me over the edge.  Leaning back against the shower wall we both just stared trying to catch our breath.

“Let me wash you off,” he said signaling for me to come closer.

I didn’t say anything I just nodded. He reached over and grabbed a wash cloth and slowly started cleaning my body.

“I can’t thank you enough for being patient with me.”

We didn’t do anything else in the shower. We got out together and Bucky helped dry me off. We decided to end the night by ordering Chinese food and watching a movie in bed.

Lying in bed on my side I had my head resting on Bucky’s chest while I stared at the tv. He had his hand on my back gently rubbing his thumb up and down. We laid there in complete bliss you could never tell a couple of weeks ago we couldn’t even share a bed.

“I want to meet your family,” he said catching my off guard.

I pulled away from him quickly and looked up at him very confused on why he suddenly wanted to meet my family.

“You want to do what?”

“You said you a couple of days ago you were going over Lyla and Henry’s for dinner and I thought maybe I could come.” He said it like it was no big deal. Like it just causally time for him to meet the family.

“Are you sure about that?” I didn’t want him jumping into this just to please me. I’m pretty Lyla was going to rake him across the coals. I was also going to have to explain this whole wild situation to my family.

“I want to meet them and get to know them for you and baby,” he smiled as he pushed a piece of hair behind my ear.

“Alright, in the morning I will call and explain the situation to Lyla and my mom and then you can come over for family dinner

We seemed to be working on having a normal relationship together, and I couldn’t be happier.

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[sfw-rfa-imagines]

Mystic Messenger Pokemon AU!

I’m so glad you guys seem interested in the Pokemon crossover! I’ve been sitting on it since last July and it’ll be nice to write it all down! Since the MC is a self insert, they're the only one without a team ^^

I’ll put it under the cut because it got to be a little long @.@

Saeyoung:

Seven is still a hacker in this AU. He has a special affinity for fire types for some reason, and Chimchar was both a gift from V and his starter. Instead of his father being Prime Minister, he was the champion. His mother used her Ghost and Psychic types to hide him and Saeran away, and his backstory parallels his regular one, with V getting him out and into the agency where he works. However, in this AU he works with Looker and Vanderwood, which makes for some interesting missions.

Along with his main team, he also has a rotom that lives in his cellphone and isn't normally used for battle. He's not above pulling out his secret 7th party member when needed. It may be “cheating” but he doesn’t really care.

Despite Emboar being his strongest Pokemon, he is rarely used bc he prefers to trick his way out of situations, and leave less of a trail back to himself. This is something Chimchar and Gliscor are pros at. All his pokemon are high energy like him except for emboar actually, he prefers to laze about and nap whenever possible.

Yoosung:

Both Shinx and Electrike have been with him since he was really really little! It’s part of the reason why he acts like such a puppy, haha. Electrike was a gift from Rika. He was a puppy from Rikas Maniktrike and, just like Yoosung, adores her. Duckett was also the offspring of Rikas Swanna, and Yoosung had to deliver her himself bc Rika was gone. When she got back, she was impressed and Rika let him keep her. 

That's when Yoosung decided to go to school to become a Nurse Joy! (bc he wants to be a vet in mm i thought it fit). Audino acts like a mom to Yoosung and keeps him on track. Bosley’s most used move is fake tears bc yoosung cries so often. Dewgong he actually caught on a whim. He’s very sweet, good natured, and surprisingly lazy.

Instead of LOLOL, Yoosung loves going to the game corner and gets caught up playing games there for hours.  

Zen:

Zens a contest coordinator and participates in pokemon musicals as well as regular musicals, like My Fair Ledian. Feebas was his starter bc his parents are horrible people and thought "an ugly boy should have an ugly pokemon!" 

Well he showed them!! He gave her all the love in the world and didn't even know she could evolve, but as soon as she did, he ran away with her to do musicals. Soon after, Absol was drawn to him bc Zen has the ability to see into the future (he keeps his ESP from the game, but it’s even more pronounced in this AU). Also his ninetails is shiny. He is basically a mini Zen. They share a spiritual connection, haha. Scizor likes to dance and Glade is a perfect gentlemen. 

All his Pokemon minus Alteria (whos acts nuts bc i thought it'd be funny) are amazingly well behaved but get a little too ruthless in battle (Since Zen was in a street gang when he was a kid in the actual game, I’m gonna say he was in team rocket for a while and his pokemon picked it up from there)

Jaehee:

Mienfoo was her starter pokemon whom she loves dearly. They're both very detail oriented and Mienfoo is very patient as well, as the two of them understand each other very well. Onix she has just because I just love the idea of Jaehee having an onix. Like, people see she has her Cinccino sitting in her shoulder and challenge her for easy cash. Then she just sighs, and has onix crush them bc she is a very busy women with many errands to run, thank you very much. 

Cinccino she has bc she gets stressed if there are messes. Cinccino was actually a gift from Jumin bc he's not as cold as he seems and feels guilty when his pokemon shed all over her house when he leaves them with her~~ Cinccino is very thoughtful and makes sure Jaehees work station and house is clean so she doesn't have to stress out about it. She caught alolan ninetails thinking it was a shiny (like Zens) and she was excited bc Zens her hero (its rly cute, she's still his biggest fan). When she found out it wasn't she was a little disappointed but kicked herself in the butt and took responsibility, and now ninetails is her most doting pokemon. She also is a big fan of Zen’s ninetails lol. 

Sawk she received as a sparring partner for her martial arts (Jaehee can and will murder you). He's very driven and stoic but also very mom like  (funny enough) and has told Jumin off more then once (not that Jumin understands or cares tho). She very recently obtained stufful bc she's been feeling lonely and she heard they were popular with single women. Her only regret is the increase in her weekly food budget.

Jumin:

So Empoleon was his starter pokemon and, like him, is very formal. His name is Sir Rupert Esquire, or just Sir Rupert. The two aren't very touchy feely but that's only bc Jumin has a steel wall up around him and whenever hes feeling extremely vulnerable he tends to stand extremely close to him, and Empoleon gets it.

Serperior is named Ribbons and he caught her when she was a Snivy on a business trip. He's very fond of her and likes to watch her lounge around in his penthouse. Scolipede just seemed right somehow? Idk, it just fit. Staraptor is another of his childhood pokemon. Sometimes Staraptor gets a little ruffled tho bc Jumin doesn't like letting him roam to far. Jumin is a clingy baby, at least with his pokemon bc he feels like no one else was ever there for him fully besides V and Rika, and with Rika’s "death" V has been distant. Jumin’s a mess man, he just doesn't want to admit it. 

V gives him Lilligant as a gift to make him feel better about V being gone so often. Jumin kinda projects onto her alot and tries his hardest to make sure she's safe and well cared for since he cant to the same for V. Lilligant loves him so much it's not even funny though. Jaehee can tell how he's feeling based on whether or not she can smell aroma therapy on him, as Lilligant tend to spam it to try and help when he's upset. 

The pokemon Jumin most dotes on is Elizabeth the 3rd (Persian) tho bc just like with Lilligant, he projects Rika onto her. Elizabeth was a gift from Rika afterall. Jumin feels the most connected with Elizabeth as well because she doesn't respect his boundaries like the rest of his team. She likes to coddle and groom him and all in all is a sweet, spoiled girl who loves her dad very much. Jumin's the son of his regions pokemon mart branch owner, making him super freaking rich.

V:

Okay, so I made V's team really cutise looking but I swear it has good reasoning. Okay, so his starter pokemon was Primarina and they are very close. He takes amazing care of her and she sings to him and gets him to open up a bit when he’s closing everyone out. She is very fond of Zen and mother’s him often bc motherly pokemon are #the best. Also V becomes a musician in one of his endings so I thought it was fitting. 

Solrock helps him with lighting for indoor photos and also on bad days for his depression, it likes to light up his room. Espeon is not only an empath who helps him through emotional stuff, but after he goes blind she helps him around and makes sure he doesnt hurt himself by tripping over things by letting him grab onto her tail. Vivallion he caught in a different pokemon (it’s a sun form but you know the team builder only has the generic art so shrug). V just thought he was pretty and photogenic. Chimecho was his mother's pokemon and after she died he took good care of her. And as for Maractus? V likes cacti and I just couldn't see him w a Cacturne.

Saeran:

Saeran built up his team to counter anything that could be thrown at him. Lucario, as a Riolu, was both his starter and a gift from Rika when she recruited him into Mint Eye. He is her most trusted admin, and can usually take out a threat before it has time to get serious. He’s intense in battle, but is also very doting on his pokemon and can’t stand it when they’re hurt. He also dotes on Rika’s pokemon when they let him. 

Porygon is meant to directly counter Seven’s Rotom, and Vileplume is fitted with multiple different powder moves for any situation. In this AU, Saeran’s mental breakdown in the secret ending is directly pareled by his attempt to use mega evolution with Lucario, who isn’t at a high enough level to keep himself under control while using it. Incineroar was another gift from Rika, and she likes to walk around outside her ball too keep an eye on her trainer. Everyone of his pokemon has cutesy nicknames that he only uses outside of battle.

Rika:

This is Rikas team. In this AU, she runs the Villain team, Mint Eye, like in the actual game. She had a Maneiktrike on her team till it died, which actually is what started her on her quest to catch the lake trio, which is Mint Eyes goal in this AU. She, like in the game, wants to get rid of all sadness in the world by getting rid of bad emotions and memories, as well as taking away will power that you could use to hurt other people. 

And until she can use the lake trio for that, she's using her trusty hypno and musharna to do it in their place. They’re a deadly duo. Swanna is pretty but also brutal so I thought it fit her well enough, plus it gave me a good reason to give Yoosung a duckett, haha. I gave her volcarona because it fit well, and also my own personal love for Volcarona. 

Sunflora is a pokemon that looks soft, but Rika’s has Leech Seed, Toxic, Worry Seed, and Attract. Rikas favorite is worry seed since she finds it easier to manipulate people after inducing an insomnia based paranoia. It helps with conversion. Alolan persian is her spoiled baby boy whom she loves. Imagine Garfield, but also with the alignment of John Arbuckle.

[letterfromtrenwith]

Prescription Passion - Ch.1

My cheesily titled but I hope not cheesily written Carolight hospital AU :D

Dr Dwight Enys, coming home from several years abroad, takes a job in the A&£ dept of St Neot's hospital in Truro, not intending to be completely knocked for six by meeting a certain lovely dermatologist - Dr Caroline Penvenen.

Posting the first ch. for Carolight Week. 

~

Maternity Ward

“How in the Hell – “ Dwight glared at the blue plastic sign above the double swing doors, as if staring at it hard enough might change it into something that made sense. While he’d admittedly only been working here a week, he couldn’t fathom how anybody found their way around this hospital. It was like a bloody labyrinth. Although that was all relative considering that the last hospital he’d worked in had essentially been three wooden huts stuck together. The St. Neot’s Infirmary was something else altogether.

Technically, his shift was over for today, but since the A&E dept. was currently running a little understaffed he was still on call until late that evening, before having 48 hours off. He had been planning on going home, since his flat wasn’t too far way to make getting back in an emergency unworkable, and he still had some serious unpacking to do. However, what he’d intended to be a quick trip to the HR department to swap his temporary staff card for a permanent one – hideous passport photo and all – had turned into a trip down the rabbit hole.

Blessedly, he knew someone in the maternity unit who would be able to give him directions. Verity Poldark was a senior midwife at St Neot’s, and had been the one to suggest Dwight apply for a job there. He’d met her when he was at medical school with her cousin, Ross, and she’d been a trainee at the university’s teaching hospital.

Verity was standing at the nurse’s station when he went in, looking harassed, her hair coming loose from its pins. It didn’t really look like the time to bother her – maybe he could ask someone else – but she managed a smile when she saw him.

“Hi, Dwight. What brings you here?”

“Being horribly lost, I’m afraid. I was going to ask if you could show me the way but I’ve obviously caught you at a busy time.” The whiteboard behind the desk showed that four o’clock in the afternoon on a Tuesday was apparently a popular time to be in labour.

“No, it’s – “ Before Verity could finish her sentence, the doors swung open again behind Dwight, and Verity looked behind him, breaking into a much wider smile of what seemed like relief.

“George! Thank God!” Dwight turned to find that George was a fair-haired man of about the same age as him.

“Somebody call for an anaesthetist?”

“GET ME THE FUCKING DRUGS!”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” George passed by Dwight without a second glance, heading into the room where the shout had emanated from. Verity made to follow him, but stopped.

“Are you doing anything at the minute, Dwight?”

“Er, no, not really.”

“Want to come and help deliver a very angry lady’s twins?” Dwight thought for a minute; about the pile of boxes he had to unpack and the papers from his aunt’s solicitor he still had to read.

“You know, I would.” 

~

Dwight suppressed a yawn as he signed off on yet another patient form – a 14 year old boy who’d suffered an asthma attack during a PE lesson; he would fine, but Dwight had strongly advised him that it probably wasn’t the best idea to leave his inhaler on his bedside table when he was going to be playing rugby.

This morning had been a complete whirlwind. Five minutes after he’d clocked on, four victims of a car accident had been rushed in, all of whom needed stabilising before surgery; and then an 89-year-old woman with Alzheimer’s who was incredibly distressed after a fall at her care home; two workmen who’d sustained mild burns after a piece of equipment had caught fire. On and on and on they’d come. Friday was often a busy day in A & E – no Saturday night, but it could get chaotic. Just before the 14 year old boy, Dwight had seen a time of death pronounced on an overdose case, so he wasn’t feeling his best.

His 48 hours off hadn’t given him much rest, in the end, although he had collapsed face down on his bed first thing on Wednesday morning after Mrs Teague’s 12 hour-labour, which had ended in the arrival of boy and girl twins, seemingly hale and hearty.

Unlike most of the British hospitals Dwight had worked in, St Neot’s actually had a pretty decent canteen, and he thought a ham salad baguette and packet of posh crisps would hit the spot.

“Dwight! Over here!” Verity waved at him from the corner, and he weaved his way between tables occupied by a mix of uniform clad nurses, doctors in scrubs and patients with dressing gowns over their hospital nighties – the odd one with a drip. He hoped none of them were skipping out on ‘nil by mouth’ orders.

“Hi, Verity. Hello.” Verity was sitting with George, the anaesthetist from Tuesday night, and another woman who’d also been at the delivery. In the chaos, Dwight had never got her name, but he’d gathered she was the on-call obstetrician. She was very pretty, with short, dark brown hair and soft features; her smile was wide and friendly, her eyes warm. Dwight could imagine her being a soothing presence for nervous mothers-to-be. Today, she’d swapped her scrubs for a smart sleeveless blouse, her glasses tucked into the neck.

“Didn’t get a chance to introduce you all properly the other night.” Verity smiled. “Dr Dwight Enys, this is Dr George Warleggan and Dr Elizabeth Warleggan.”

“I assume that’s not a coincidence?” Dwight sat, putting down his tray to exchange handshakes with the other two, who smiled at each other in a way which made their connection rather obvious.

“No. They’re our resident lovebirds.” Verity grinned and Elizabeth shook her head.

“Thank you for your help the other night, by the way.”

“How is Mrs Teague? And the babies?”

“Mmm,” Elizabeth took a pull on the straw of her drink. “All well. They were discharged yesterday – we kept the twins for observation since they both had low blood pressure, but they were right as rain after 24 hours or so.”

“Mrs Teague seemed very…overwhelmed by the experience.”

“Ha! I’ll say.” Verity shook her head. “It takes women lots of ways but, Ruth…”

“All that screaming…” Elizabeth sighed. “And for such a straightforward delivery, especially for twins. I blame TV, you know. People see all those histrionics and they think that’s how it should be.”

“Says the woman who gave me a black eye when she was giving birth!” George cried and Elizabeth gave a dramatic sigh, looking up in an exaggerated appeal to the heavens.

“That was an accident!” She looked at Dwight. “I reached out for his hand during a particularly hard contraction and he happened to be bending forward at the same time…”

“That’s her story!” Dwight laughed. This was obviously a well-worn argument, and he couldn’t help but smile at the obvious affection between the two of them.  He hadn’t got a proper look at George the other night – after administering the epidural he’d only needed to monitor Mrs Teague for a short while before the delivery team could take over, and then he’d been called away for a surgical procedure. Blue-eyed and fine-featured, he certainly made a handsome match with Elizabeth.

“So, how many children do you have?” Dwight asked.

“Two.” Elizabeth picked up her phone, scrolling through before handing it to him. The picture showed an adorable little boy of about three, with dark springy curls, peering curiously at a tiny light-haired baby. “Valentine, he’s nearly four now, and Ursula, she’s just turned one.”

“ – “ They obviously sensed his surprise at the unusual names, and Dwight was briefly afraid he’d offended them, but George smiled.  

“Valentine was born on Valentine’s day, and Ursula was Elizabeth’s great-aunt, she died just before the baby was born. Also, there’s surprisingly little that goes with ‘Warleggan’.”

They chatted more as they ate, Dwight telling them a little about his time with Medicines sans Frontieres – although nothing about why he’d joined the organisation in the first place; even Verity didn’t know the full details there, and he certainly wasn’t ready to talk about it with strangers, even ones as nice as these. He did explain that he’d come home to Cornwall to take care of his Aunt’s estate, and that Verity had persuaded him to join the staff at St Neot’s.

“She’s the best recruiter this place has got!” Elizabeth laughed. “She got her brother here, too. And Demelza!”

Dwight had known Francis for a while, too, although not as well as the other Poldarks – he’d gone to a different uni, and practiced in Scotland for a few years. He was now a consultant ophthalmologist at St.Neot’s – the only one, actually.

“Demelza?” He’d met an awful lot of people since arriving at the hospital a couple of weeks ago, but he couldn’t remember her. He was sure he’d remember someone with such an unusual name.

“One of the hospital pharmacists.” Verity explained. “I met her at a yoga class, and she told me she wanted a change from her old job…”

“I think Dr. Martin said we were short a few A & E nurses if you fancy taking that on?” Verity elbowed him and he laughed. Suddenly, there was a beeping noise, and all four of them rummaged in their pockets.

“It’s me. Emergency surgery. Nice to meet you, Dwight.” With a quick kiss for Elizabeth, George was gone, his wife smiling after him.

“Aww…” Verity cooed.

“Shut up.” Elizabeth said primly, fighting a grin.  

“No, I love it. You give this sad singleton hope for true love.” Verity sighed with exaggerated dreaminess, and Elizabeth snorted. After a moment, Dwight became aware of someone standing behind him, just as Elizabeth smiled widely.

“Caroline! Here, meet the new A & E registrar I told you about. Dwight, this is Dr Caroline Penvenen.” Dwight turned to greet the new arrival, and found himself completely lost for words.

[elizabethhamilton1780]

Philip Hamilton

A/N: Part of my Hamliza Modern AU. Rest of pieces here (x)

“Look at him.” Eliza’s voice was croaky from all the screaming she had done the past thirty six hours. She looked completely exhausted, but Alexander knew it was pointless to try and get her to shut her eyes. He had literally returned from war less than five hours ago and even he had no desire to try and get some much needed sleep. “He’s so tiny…”

“I know, baby.” Alexander smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of their new treasure’s head, covered with wispy curls the same raven color as his mother’s.

“Why did he hurt so much, then? He’s so little.”

He hid his laugh, kissing the nearly delirious new mother’s temple and humming. “I don’t know, Betsey. But he’s here now, hm?”

“Yeah.” Eliza said dreamily, nestling the tiny bundle closer on her chest, staring down at his scrunched up little face. “Philip Hamilton.”

“Perfect name for a perfect boy.” He kissed the baby’s head again, unable to help himself. It was so nice to finally see him. He had missed the majority of his wife’s pregnancy. He was robbed of the opportunity to kiss him through her stomach and talk to him. He knew he had no one to blame but himself.

He always wondered if he did right by them. If leaving and going off to fight was what was best for his family. He thought it was. Even if he died, their country would be a better place for them. They’d be free, Philip would have more chances to succeed in life even without a father. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do, sending his barely pregnant and livid with him bride off back to her father’s. She had barely let him kiss her goodbye. He always wondered, especially during sleepless nights in those uncomfortable military cots.  

Seeing his sleepy wife and son cuddled together, safe and sound… He knew he made the right choice. They were what he was fighting for, they were the exact reason he fought so hard to win. He didn’t have to worry anymore. The worse part was over. Now, he just was to provide and protect his family. He’d do right by them. He’d be everything they needed and more.

“Everything okay, sweetheart?” he was brought out of his determined reverie by his wife’s sweet voice.

He kissed her forehead. “More than okay.”

“You have that look in your eyes again… The one I saw before you sent me off.”

“Baby, I have no look in my eye—“

She interrupted him, “The one where you look like you’re ready to take on the world. Fight everything in it.”

He didn’t say anything. He just looked at her, amazed at how well she knew him.

“It terrified me the last time, you know.” Eliza told him, her voice barely above a whisper. “You were going to war and you thought you were invincible. I told you that I was pregnant, thinking that would change your mind somehow. Make you afraid… or even cautious. It somehow did the opposite.”

He shook his head, his eyes soft. “Baby, we shouldn't talk about this now. It’s all done, water under the bride. You just had our son—“

“But now it’s like… It doesn’t scare me now.”

He brushed some of her hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “No?”

“No.” She smiled at him. “Because now I know that determination is for us.”

He frowned slightly, leaning closer to her, his eyes shining with concern. “It was always for you, Elizabeth. I know you didn’t see it—“

“You abandoned me to go fight in a war that we all thought was a losing battle. Even after I begged and cried for hours. After I told you that I was pregnant with our son.” Her voice cracked on the last word. “How else was I suppose to see that? I thought you were still in that head of yours. That you were still caught up in dying a martyr for your cause. It terrified me, Alexander. It hurt me.”

“I only left because the state of out country wasn’t deserving of Philip, or of you. I fought to change that. I wasn’t abandoning you to die… I was… I had to make it better for you, baby. I couldn’t stand the thought of… of bringing a child into the same world that I was brought into. I needed to make it better for him. I only thought of you and our son the entire hellish eight months. I was terrified of dying. I wanted to get back to you as quickly as I could, as unharmed as I could. This war was just something I had to finish.” He pleaded with her to understand. “I’m here now. I didn’t abandon you. I won’t abandon you. Not now, not ever. I’m going to keep fighting for you, war or no war. I love you so goddamn much, Elizabeth Schuyler.”

Eliza’s eyes were shining with tears. She adjusted their tiny bundle so he was secure in one arm, her other hand moving to grip his shirt collar, pulling him closer, connecting their lips in a long, sweet kiss. “It’s Hamilton, you know. Elizabeth Hamilton. Has been for over two year now.”

“God… We’ve been married for over a year.”

“Perhaps it feels much shorter because we were barely together for the majority of it,” Eliza quipped, wincing slightly after. “I’m sorry. I’m just—“

“You just pushed our son from your body hours ago, with no pain medication and in your former childhood playroom,” Alex chuckled, surveying the room that had been changed into a hospital room of sorts, the midwife’s supplies tucked neat into the corner. “You can be as mean to me as you’d like, I know I deserve it.” He pecked her lips again, then pulled away slightly from her grip to examine their newest addition.

They were silent for a long while, relishing in the other’s presence, watching their baby breathe. It was probably the happiest Alexander had ever been since their wedding day.

“It’s crazy. How much I love him. I’ve known him for only a few hours and I’d gladly chop off any of my limbs for him.” Eliza told him, brushing her thumb delicately over the baby’s round cheek.

“I feel the same way. For both of you.” Alexander hummed, kissing the top of Eliza’s head. “He’s going to be the most loved and spoiled child in existence. I can already tell.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm. If not by us, by his grandparents and aunts.” He hummed, eyeing the corner of the room where all of Philip’s supplies rested, the majority of items— besides the bassinet and crib— having all had turned up mysteriously. “Seems like they had little faith in me.” It made him a bit miffed, thinking that his in-laws didn’t think he could provide for his family. It only made him more determined to pass the bar quicker and get them their own house.

“Oh, honey. Come on. It’s not that they think you wouldn’t provide. They just got excited, they adopted my sisters and I when we were all girls. They didn’t get to do the baby thing,” she reminded him gently. He merely hummed in response, kissing her head again.

“Better get some sleep, mama. He’ll be up and hungry soon.” he recommended mildly, rubbing her side gently.

“Here… You take him. You’ve barely gotten to hold him, I’ve been such a baby hog.”

He resisted the urge to laugh and instead made a cradle with his arms. His breath hitched when the tiny bundle was placed into his arms the second time.

“You got him?” she asked sleepily, burrowing further into the covers with a slight wince as she moved to her side.

“We’re fine, baby. Get some rest. You’ve earned it.”

She smiled sleepily at him before she let her eyes fall shut. It seemed to be lights out as soon as her head hit the pillow.

He leaned against the headboard of the bed, humming quietly. He adjusted the baby so he was vertical in his arms, his hand supporting the baby’s head. He surveyed his son’s face, his purple eyelids, big cheeks, his mother’s full lips, his own nose. A perfect combination of the two. He was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

“I’m going to make the world you grow up in worthy of you, Philip Hamilton.” The young father told his infant. “If it’s the last thing I do, I promise you.”

Eliza rolled over, startling Hamilton slightly. She ignored his huffs, wiggling her way under his arm. She cuddled into him, her cheek resting heavily against his chest. “He has you as a father, baby. I’d say he’s pretty damn lucky, no matter what the world around him is like. We’ll make our home perfect for him. We’ll make our home his solace. A much more achievable goal.”

Alexander kissed the top of her head, silently thankful for her capable hands on his reigns. “Anything is possible with you by my side, Eliza.”

She hummed. “Put him up here, I want to be by him.”

Hamilton obeyed his wife, carefully laying the baby on his chest, his protective hand on the baby’s back, keeping him in place. Eliza’s smaller hand covered his, nuzzling into his chest once more.

“Night,” her word was muffled by his tee shirt.

“Goodnight, baby.”

As he laid with the two loves of his life in his arms, he felt a familiar determination rise in his chest. He had so much work to do.

[geekgemsspooksandtoons]

Man To Man

Made on or started on July 21st 2020...something non canon to my AU. 

Everything was black....just darkness. He slowly opened his eyes. Not knowing where he was at. His head has hurt. The last thing he remembered was trying to get those girls, Tenenbaum, and others to safety. Yet Elizabeth wanted to stay behind.

Despite learning what his existence was. What kept him fighting was them. Especially after seeing the aftermath of what HE had did. Or what he would of done. Seeing Brigid tied to a bed, and Elizabeth trapped in a room.

The last thing he remembered was a dozen Splicers, two hypnotized Big Daddy Bouncers. He didn't care, but he was luckily to find a minigun. Then 3 hypnotized Alpha Big Daddies. Using every plasmid he had, every weapon he had. He was basically showcasing the, "Weapon" he was supposed to be.

It basically ended with a couple of Splicers trying to hold him down. Elizabeth was trying to use those tears as best as possible. Giving him ammo and whatever else. They kept on coming and he kept fighting back. He kept shooting every round he had, every plasmid he had. Even when they got him on the ground he snapped one of the Splicers necks as he was down. They kept pushing him down till an alpha literally punched him the face. With the last thing he heard was Elizabeth screaming his name.

Now he didn't know where he was. Then he realized he was on a wooden chair. But his arms couldn't move, and not even his legs. They were these strange cuffs.

"Ah finally Rapture's Mistake is up." a voice called out. He was standing near a table, smoking a cigarette. "I've been waiting for you to get up. Mainly because well I wanna talk." He was speaking in an Irish accent. Just to make it more clear he knew who he heard. But he saw the backside of him. He finally turned around.

"But not just any talk." he slowly began walking towards him as held the cigarette. "It's the kind of talk a man and his mentor should have." He continued on and then with his next sentence he dropped the Irish accent and spoke in a New York accent. "A man to man talk. That's something I think every man needs....if you even consider yourself a man." He was saying as he pulled a chair and sat down in it. After that he smoked again.

"A lot of shit happened this week huh boyo? I'm amazed how managed to survive this long. Also don't worry about the restraints. There Fontaine property. My boys were scared shitless and I didn't wanna risk using only tape or rope." He told him about the strange restraints he had on him. "I mean I wouldn't blame them being scared shitless. Because I have never seen someone take on that many Big Daddies or that many Splicers....even when he's down.....Christ reminds me of Topside in a way. But this was way more extreme. In fact I loved how you snapped one of those Splicers necks. Jesus Christ I didn't know you had it in ya kid!" He told him as he praised the young man's brutality in that situation.

"Where is she?" The man sounded tired. But he wanted to make sure where Elizabeth was at. That's the only thing on his mind. Her screaming his name haunted him.

"Forget about her. I just wanna have a talk with you kid. Because maybe we can arrange something-" He said before being interrupted.

"Where....is she?" He asked again, sounding more angered. Frank was trying to ease the situation. He was smiling before when saying he just wanted to talk with him.

"You know it's rude to interrupt folks. Considering what I've seen from you. You're pretty much a gentleman." Frank answered back at him. Sounding a little more aggressive.

"Where is she?" The young man asked again. Saying it in a tone that sounded threatening. The look on Frank's face really changed. He was more annoyed now. Yet he should of known this would of happened.

"You wanna know where she's at?.....okay I'll show you." Frank told him as he flicked his cigarette away from his right hand. He got up and went to where his left was. Frank went into another room and then the sound of a wheelchair started moving. With worried muffled sounds coming from that side.

Frank came out, but now he was pushing a wheelchair that had Elizabeth bound and gagged. Her arms and legs taped to where her arms and legs would be at. She was gagged with a silver piece of duct tape with red lipstick on it. She was frightened. The young man could see it in her eyes as she stared back. Frank stopped pushing the chair when he got back. He then sat back in his chair and Elizabeth was on the left side of him.

"There....are you happy now kid?" Frank telling him with annoyance. The anger in his eyes said it all. He wasn't having any of this. "Listen....Jack....or Archie....whatever name you wanna go by. What kind of fucking name is Archie? Out of the names Topside went with he went with that." Frank said as he began to have more of his talk with Archie.

"You know....when I first heard you on the radio. I literally thought you were some dumb kid. A grunt I would just lie to and use. You get this girl for me, and later down the line I blow your brains out because you're no use to me anymore. Unless you wanted to be partners but I'm not sure about that." Frank talked as he continued.

"But when I first saw you....I couldn't believe it. I thought I was crazy. Because I was thinking no...it can't be him. But I really looked at that face. And when I said those three simple words. "Would you kindly" just in case." Frank continued as a migraine hit Archie's head.

"Ah shit." Archie said as his head hurt.

"See like that....and when I did that, "Code Yellow" trick. I'm amazed it still kind of worked. But then Mother Goose had to save your ass and whoever else was there. I'm guessing the WYK shit is less painful now maybe. But it still hurts." Frank talked more.

"But when I did that for the time just to ask you to get me a beer....I knew....it was you. What a wonderful chance this was. But at certain times when I said that phrase. I realized how broken you were. Like a robot who hears his commands but he can't do shit or even a dog who won't listen.....amazing how much Tenenbaum and Topside fucked you up. My, "Ace In The Hole". You were perfect until Topside found out.....yet I feel like with what I saw this week....I think you turned out better than I expected." Frank continued on.

"I didn't even need to control you. All I had to do was act like the father figure you needed, act like I was maybe one of your superiors. You know give you support during this time. But I was genuinely surprised by the shit you did. Because there was no way a man could do shit like you did. Yeah this magician helped you." He pointed to Elizabeth with his left thumb. "But Jesus Christ. The shit I pumped into you as a baby, and after Topside smuggled you out. You became a super soldier." Frank said to him in surprise.

“The plan was literally was supposed to be you living out there on the surface. If shit went south. I would gotten you to get on an airplane, hijack it, crash near Rapture, get this girl, and kill Ryan. That was my back up plan.....but like I said...Tenenbaum and Topside fucked you up.” Frank continued on. “Honestly you hijacking a plane would of made you feel like shit and I would of liked that. But....you still came....and all I had to do was send out a distress call because I was desperate.” After he said that. He gave a disappointed face with a bit of anger.

“Yet you couldn’t even do the most simple of shit. You didn’t even kill Ryan after he asked you beat him with his own golf club...I mean after what you’ve learned of what he did to Elizabeth. I’d genuinely thought you would of killed him....but Jesus Christ kid...you strangely have more restraint than I do.” Frank said in surprise.

“But you know Arch. We aren’t so different. Even when compared to Topside and even Ryan. All four of us are so stubborn. Stubborn to face facts and the situation. But what’s the difference between you and me....you got personal. You gave too much of a damn. You got close with Tenenbaum, you got close to those little shit girls, and anyone else in this God damn city. Because of Topside I had the biggest con planned and he fucked it up.” He said in anger.

“Yet I think one think that surprised me the most....you got close with her.” He said point his left thumb towards Elizabeth. She was just looking at Archie and a bit at Frank. Still honestly terrified of what was going on. “Honestly you two are supposed to be weapons. So I guess connection is understandable. If you didn’t come along. This little princess here would of become a female fatale. Someone who is so apathic about the situation around her. In a way....that would seem like Ryan’s answer to you....but that didn’t happen.” Frank said.

“Besides....I honestly found it adorable she was looking up to me. She was so easy to trick.” He said as he went closer to her and put his right hand on her chin. With his left hand on her hair. This made Elizabeth very uncomfortable. It was similar to her last experience with him.

“Mfpfgh!” Elizabeth muffled through her gag as she tried to get away from his face as he got closer.

“Get off of her.” Archie demanded him to stop. The anger was felt in his voice. Frank just stopped as he looked at him.

“Or what?” Frank asked him.

“I’ll rip your fucking head off.” Archie threatened him. The young man that reserved so much of his anger, that was so gentle. He wasn’t having it anymore. He never said anything that threatening before. 

“Really huh? Don’t you know how important she is? How much of a mistake you became? Compared to you, she is perfect. So if you think threatening me is gonna solve anything. I want you to know the more threats you make. I’m gonna enjoy taking her blood out even more. Especially as those needles puncture her soft skin. We’ll have a Hell of a time even more than that cute little dance you two did after you got her out. Which I heard about, and how you’re such a nervous wreck around her.” Frank told him. “You literally thought you would of taken her to Paris or anywhere else?” Frank continued on.

“Your problem boyo, is you never dreamed big enough. What’s the point of going to Paris with that dame if you ain’t gonna show her off properly? Are you two just gonna look at the Eiffel Tower and dance? Just enjoy each others company? God I hate your mushy shit.” Frank said sounding annoyed. “You’re a fuckin animal that’s broken. Stop being fuckin soft!” Frank said in anger as he had his hands up. Because he’s just surprised by the fact of how Archie became. Or how Jack became. How his so called, “Ace In The Hole” became the person he’s talking to. He decided to put his left arm over Elizabeth’s shoulders. She muffled a bit hating what was happening.

“Mfpfh hmfph!” Elizabeth muffled as just being touched by Frank was something she didn’t wanna experience again. 

“How about this Arch, an offer. How about you just leave Rapture and forget everything that happened. But I feel like your superiors will wonder what the fuck happened. Or better yet how about you join me? We can do business. I can give you a true purpose. I can repay you after all the shit I’ve done to you. Once you get a taste of all that ADAM and especially from Elizabeth. You’ll forget why you liked her anyway. In fact let’s hear her speak.” Frank said and after that he took off the tape with his right hand. “Wanna say something princess?” Frank asked her.

“Don’t do it Archie. Please don’t. Just go please.” Elizabeth told Archie as she felt like nearly crying. 

“I question why I even did that. Meh should of known she would say that. Think I just wanted to hear her voice.” Frank said as he got closer to her. She whimpered and was nearly crying.

“Archie don’t....just go please....get off of me you animal.” Elizabeth told Frank. He sniffed her hair.

“Your hair still smells nice.” Frank said. But after that, Archie started shaking the chair and trying to break free from the cuffs.

“Jesus Christ kid! You’ll break your wrists like that! Do you give that much of a shit about her!?” Frank said in surprise. “Listen and this is gonna be my last time asking you this. I can give you what you want. Just join me, and I’ll give you a new life.” Frank told him.

“I am not believing anymore lies from you...you ruined my life. You have ruined so many people’s lives. You used me. You hurt her, Brigid, and so many others....I think I found my purpose.” Archie told him.

“What’s that?” Frank asking him.

“I may be a mistake. But I want you to know. After everything you’ve done to me and others. I want you to know when you die....the last thing you’re gonna see is your greatest mistake killing you...which is me. Even if I die trying. I actually have a family and a purpose now. You....are everything I hate in a person. You have done nothing but brought pain, misery, and suffering. And you’re gonna die knowing your, “Ace In The Hole” was your ultimate downfall.” Archie told Frank.

“.....really huh? That’s it....fine.” Frank sounding annoyed. “Hey Reggie can you take care of our guest here. I think it’s time we finish our con here.” Frank said as he got up and started pushing Elizabeth’s wheelchair out of the place they were in. It looked like an old apartment. It was Frank’s old apartment.

“Oh please no ARCHIE!” Elizabeth cried out. 

“ELIZABETH!” Archie cried out as well. They both were agonizingly calling out to each other. Then Reggie came in and Frank kept on going out. Archie just kept shaking the chair. The wood was slowly being torn apart.

“So you didn’t get into business with good ol Frank? Shame honestly. At least I’ll enjoy beating you to death.” Reggie told him before Archie made a yell so loud before Reggie can raise his right fist and actually backed up. A yell that was so loud that it covered the sound of the arms of the chair breaking. All of a sudden, they broke off the chair.

His arms now free from the chair, but the arms were still contacted from him.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” Reggie yelled before finally raising his right fist. Archie caught it, and punching Reggie in the groin with his right fist. The yell from the man sounded painful. As if his groin was possibly destroyed. After that, Archie grabbed him by the throat and hitting the man in the head with the left arm of the chair. Literally knocking the man out old.

After that burst of anger, Archie cooled down a bit. He tried to look around for a key and he found it. Hoping it would work on the cuffs and it did.

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His Precious Niece | Hamgelica Historical AU

✯┊Title: His Precious Niece

✯┊Pairings: Angelica Schuyler x Alexander Hamilton | John Church x Angelica Schuyler | Alexander Hamilton x Elizabeth Schuyler

✯┊Warning(s): Mentions of adultery; Historical Inaccuracy [ Literally just changing Angelica Church’s birth year to better fit the narrative ]; sTeAmY kIsSeS 

✯┊Type: Angst

✯┊Summary: Angelica’s youngest daughter, Angelica Church, has never been told that she looked anything like her father or her mother. Shortly after her mother’s passing, the youngest Church discovers a letter that changes everything.

✯┊Word Count: 1,544 Words

“Why Kitty, you have just as much of an enchanting smile as your mother does!”

“Oh Richard, look at those eyes! As striking as your father’s!”

“Philip seems to have his mother’s nose, doesn’t he?”

Those were the words that the other seven Church children heard quite often, be it from family or friends. However, there was one exception. And that exception was Angelica Church. And it had been this way her entire life. She didn’t possess her mother’s lively brown curls or her father’s heart-shaped lips. Angie had straight shiny dark brown hair and dark, calculating brown eyes. She was shorter than all of her siblings and didn’t even have the skin tone of either her father or mother. Not even a mix of both.

“Angie?” her aunt pulled her from her thoughts. She looked back at her Aunt Eliza, who stood idly in the doorway of her mother’s room. “I have something for you… from your mother,” she said in a soft voice. In Eliza’s hands was a neatly folded envelope, still sealed. Angie took the envelope delicately, her throat aching at the thought. It had been only a month or two since her mother’s passing, and the wounds were still fresh. Angie ran her thumb lightly over the wax seal, tears shining in her eyes.

“Th-Thank you, Aunt Betsey,” she whispered softly. Eliza nodded.

“Let me know if you need anything, dear,” she replied warmly, before leaving the room. Angie took a shaky breath, before opening the envelope and pulling out a letter, yellowing with age. How long ago had this been written..?

My dearest daughter, Angelica

-Several Years Earlier-

“Alexander,” he felt Eliza’s arms wrap around him from his spot in his desk chair, her fingers tracing delicate lines over his shirt. “I’m going to the market to talk to Mrs. Abbston. Apparently, Philip and her grandson got into a little fight last week. Please take a break for a few moments to sit with Angelica. You two have rarely spoken more than a few words since she and I got back from visiting our father,” she pointed out. Alexander looked up at his wife, who had a look of near desperation in her eyes. Alexander’s heart clenched. In any other situation, he would’ve insisted on continuing with his work. But... after what he had done only a month or two earlier, he couldn’t refuse this time around. He took Eliza’s hand in his, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it, before letting out a quiet sigh.

“Alright, love,” he said as he stood up. Eliza led her downstairs to where Angelica was, with Alexander’s daughter, who was also named Angelica.

“Did I get it this time? ” Angel asked hopefully as she played a simple four-note melody on the piano in the corner of their living room. Angelica smiled as she watched the small girl strike the keys.

“Very good love! You’ve got it,” the praise caused sounds of cheering to erupt from Angel’s mouth, along with a course of cheery giggles and an amused chuckle from Angelica that made Alexander crack a small smile. 

“Come along Philip,” Eliza said sternly to the nine-year-old who had shrunk into one of the rockers near the fireplace, a look of bitterness on his freckled face. He let out a soft huff as he wriggled out of the chair and shuffled to his mother’s side. Angel giggled at her older brother, but when she saw Alexander her eyes lit up.

“Papa!,” she squealed, rushing to her father and jumping into his arms. Alexander chuckled as he picked her up, spinning her around for a moment before resting her on his hip. “Did you come to play?!,” she asked excitedly. Alexander nodded, flashing his daughter a smile.

“Yes dear, but first I wish to talk to your Aunt Angelica,” he said, setting Angel down. “Run along now, I’ll be with you in just a moment,” Angel simply nodded before dashing off to go play with her toys. Angelica smiled fondly at the girl, before looking to Alexander. Her smile faded and they were left with a thick tension and a silence only eliminated by the ticking of the clock on the mantle.

“I had come for you, you know,” Angelica sighed as she stared at her skirts. She lightly gripped the fabric. “I wouldn’t have to be an ocean away from you, or Eliza for that matter,” she murmured, looking up to him once again. Alexander’s heart clenched at the words.

“I’m sorry,” he replied as he sat down next to Angelica on the piano bench, taking her hand in his. “Every moment I spent away from you and Eliza was agonizing. May I ask what I can do to make this up to you? ” he asked kindly. Angelica looked away for a moment.

“You never answered my question, Alexander,” she muttered. Alexander raised a brow. Angelica looked back to him. “Your comma. My dearest, Angelica. Did you put that comma intentionally or not? ” Alexander soon connected the dots and he swallowed hard.

“Truthfully? ” he asked, to which Angelica nodded. He leaned, close enough that Angelica could feel the warmth of his breath fanning her face. “It was intentional,”

A beat passed. A moment where Angelica and Alexander stared at each other as if uncertain of what they already knew was going to happen. Angelica then felt his lips on hers. They were soft and moved against hers gently. Perhaps, if she wasn’t so overcome with emotions in this moment, she would’ve shoved him away. Would’ve been furious with him, and immediately told Eliza. But her mind was clouded, her heart urging her not to pull away. Instead, she allowed him to pull her body flush against his own, her hands instinctively making their way into his shiny dark hair. The kiss grew more feverish with each passing second, Alexander lightly biting her lip, eliciting a quiet whimper from Angelica. They pulled away, breathless, with slightly swollen lips. Both of their faces were flushed a dark shade of red. Alexander’s head went to kiss the exposed skin of Angelica’s neck. He lightly bit down, causing another quiet whimper to escape Angelica’s lips, music to his ears.

“Alexander...please,” she murmured. Alexander stood up, pulling her up gently towards him. He kissed her forehead.

“Anything for you, my dearest,”

Angie’s speed only increased as she read every sentence. Had her mother really wanted her to know of this adultery? With Angie’s own uncle? Why? 

And while I have in fact regretted this day for the rest of my life, my dear daughter, I will not deny it has given me one of the greatest gifts.

Her fingers dug into the paper. How could her mother do such a thing? How could Uncle Alexander do such a thing with two different women? And how did he do it so shamelessly? Angie’s vision of her uncle was admittedly warped. She remembered the visits, where his eyes were filled with so much love for her. She was incredibly close to her uncle, but every time he was around her, he had a sort of longing in his eyes. A sadness that Angie never understood. She never asked since she wasn’t a particularly nosy child, but she’d do whatever she could to make her uncle smile or laugh.

That gift was a beautiful baby girl. You, my dearest. I have not been truthful with you and I regret this greatly. If you are to ever find this letter, Alexander is your true father. God had forgiven me for my sin and blessed me with you, Angelica. I’m terribly sorry you had to find out this way. I love you. And so did Alexander. He loved you more than you could ever understand. You were more than just his precious niece. 

Sincerely,

Your Mother

Angie reread that paragraph over and over, until she was a sobbing mess, clutching the letter tightly to her bosom. Her heart clenched and she shook violently, overcome with emotions. It was as if now everything was making sense. After a lifetime of feeling different, she now understood why. Now, now that not only her uncle, or rather, her father and mother had left this world. She wiped her eyes after a moment, then walked out of the room.

“Is everything alright, Angie? ” Eliza asked concerned. “What was in the letter, if you don’t mind my curiosity,” she asked. Angie looked at the letter. She couldn’t tell Aunt Betsey about it now, not with so many things to manage. 

“I’m alright. As for the letter? It just had... something I needed to hear,” she said simply. “I’m going to go visit mother and Uncle Alex’s graves, I won’t be long,” Angie found herself walking all the way to Trinity Church, standing at the headstone of her mother, her father buried right next to him. Angie sniffled.

“I know you loved me. Very much so. And I loved you too. I forgive you for not telling me sooner,” she whispered as she set down the paper between the two graves, neatly folded, and put a rock over it so it wouldn’t get caught in the wind. 

“I love you, mother and father. Very much so,”

✯┊ooF I HOPE YALL LIKED THIS I HONESTLY HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS ONE OK IM LOWKEY SO PROUD OF THIS THANKS SKYPE CHAT FOR GIVING ME THE IDEA IN LIKE JULY