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21 - Shamy Visit Texas

Part 22

The Texas Tire Family

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Aurora, Evelyn and Montana were sitting down at the kitchen table trying to finish the homework they got from school on Friday. Georgie and I were trying to clean the house since Sheldon and Amy were taking a visit to Texas. Tossing some new clothes into the washing machine I closed the lid seeing Georgie drinking a beer running a hand through his curls. “You’ve got nothing to worry about, honey. It’s just your brother coming over, not the president of the United States.”

“Yeah I just know he’s going to try and talk about how smarter his kid probably is.” He slumped his shoulders sitting his beer bottle on the counter top, sending me a look.

Shutting the laundry room door behind me I wrapped my arms around his neck smiling up at him. “Georgie, our kids may not have nobel prizes but they are just as smart as we are. And they are going to do whatever they want to in life.”

“I hope you’re right. Which you usually are so I’m not that worried.” He smiled leaning forward kissing me gently where I leaned forward and kissed him back until we heard the doorbell ring meaning they were here.

Evelyn rushed towards it, flinging the door opened revealing her aunt Amy and uncle Sheldon. She squealed, running down the hallway looking in search of us. “Mom, dad. They’re here!”

Georgie and I separated from one another but kept holding the other's hand when we went to welcome the other Cooper family. "Hey guys, how was the trip. I know it's a long flight from where you live." I asked to see Sheldon sit the bags down by the front entrance.

"Oh it was fine. Thankfully little Leonard here wasn't fussy on the flight." Amy said, holding their son in her arms with a grin.

I put the pieces together when she handed him over so I could hold him. "Awe after Sheldon's best friend that's cute."

“I wanted to name him Leonard Nimoy Cooper. But Amy wouldn’t let me.” Sheldon sat down in the same spot he had on his couch back where he lived and Amy sat beside him.

“Be happy I let you name him Leonard.” She scolded him.

He slumped his shoulders. “Okay.”

“I love you.” She smiled happily.

He sent her back a smile. “Love you too.”

Aurora and Evelyn both intertwined hands making heart eyes at them. “Awe.”

Yet Montana scowled in disgust. “Ewww gross.”

“Does he know how he was conceived?” Sheldon leaned toward his older brother whispering in his ear, making me blush since we were not ready to have that conversation with him that young.

Tucking hair behind my ear I slumped my shoulders changing the conversation before it got awkward. “So uh - I’ve been meaning to ask how did you two start dating. We haven’t really talked since the kids got back into the school.”

“We met at a coffee shop. My mother and I had an argument that I would date once a year. I got on this dating site and it found me a match.” Amy explained putting her hands in her lap after she handed Leonard over to Georgie.

Sheldon sent me a half smile. “I didn’t believe that those websites could work for anyone. The only reason I agreed to meet her was because Howard and Raj bribed me with a dirty sock hidden in my apartment at the time.”

“He suggested buying me a beverage and through texts we found we had a lot in common and now here we are.” She finished the story shifting her gaze between me and Geoegie. “So how did you two meet?”

Sheldon shifted to face his wife. “Somehow my sister and her were friends while she was in high school and my twin was only about to go to middle school. Honestly it still baffles my brain on how that even happened.”

“Sheldon, you’re forgetting how sweet your sister was when you were kids. How sweet she still is in my opinion.” I held a hand up correcting his statement about his sister before I started telling her the story. “Basically since Missy and I were spending time at the Cooper house I was pretty much living with them all the time. And I couldn’t help but fall for Georgie.”

He sends me a grin bouncing Leonard on his lap. “I already secretly liked her cause she didn’t think I was dumb as rock’s like most people in our town. So when meemaw agreed she’d give me Firecrackers if I got her a pack of cigarettes. I saw my opening.”

“Wait so he asked you out while you were throwing Firecrackers around?” Amy leaned forward rather interested, ignoring that our kids were running around the living room trying to play.

I chuckled at her feeling Georgie nudged me where I saw him smirking at me. “Well that was the night we kissed and said we liked each other. But me asking you out was pretty sweet.”

Waiting inside the school for my mom to pick me up I opened my locker reaching for one of my books until something else fell off the top shelf. Bending down on a knee I picked up the small black box shutting my locker and waiting in the school parking lot. “What is this…I had fun last night even though I'm grounded from playing football. I hope we can do it again sometime if you accept this.”

After reading the note taped to the box I slowly opened the box lid seeing a candy necklace inside of it. I couldn’t help but smile brightly at the sweet gift, getting caught by surprise when I heard Georgie’s voice. “I’m gonna take the smile as a yes.”

“Georgie…you didn’t have to buy me anything.” I chuckled seeing him walking out of the school carrying his backpack over his shoulder. He was wearing a blue shirt, jeans and a belt since he wasn’t allowed to go to practice today by his dad who was the coach.

He shrugs his shoulders when he finally reaches me, eyeing the box in my hand with a cheeky smile. “I know I didn’t have to. I wanted to get you something as sweet as you are.”

“Awe Georgie stop it.” I blushed, dropping my gaze away from his soft brown eyes.

He smiled gesturing to the candy necklace. “Can I put it on ya, darling. And you can pick where we go for the date. I ain’t picky when it comes to you.”

“I’ll come up with something. Oh uh here.” I grabbed my hair moving it over to the side making it easier for him. Georgie stepped closer to me taking the candy out of the box, moving it over my head and letting it slip down around my neck and we were both thankful that the thin rope string didn’t snap.

Spinning around back to face him I smiled once more closing the distance after he spoke. “And the great thing is you can eat it or wear it. That’s up to you.” Kissing him lightly he put one hand on my hip pulling me closer where we kept kissing until someone honked their horn.

“You two are so adorable.” My mother said when we broke apart seeing that she was there in my dad’s black truck. She waved to Georgie with her other hand on the steering wheel. “Hi Georgie.”

He waved back to her, draping an arm around my waist with a grin. “Hi Mrs. L/n.”

“Hey mom, could you drop me and Georgie at Dairy Queen. Cause this guy finally asked me out with this.” I pointed my index finger over my shoulder knowing that he was smiling at me while I held up the candy necklace with my other hand.

She nodded at us tilting her head inside the truck. “Sure it's not a problem. Get in you two.” Georgie and I threw out backpacks on the floorboard of the truck bed climbing in the seat since we didn’t have a backseat and she drove us there. “I’ll pick you guys up in an hour. Have fun but not too much fun.”

“One chocolate and one strawberry please.” Georgie gave the cashier some money that he had gotten from selling candy at the school instead of having kids give it to the vending machines. The woman each handed us our ice cream and some spoons since we got cups.

Bending my spoon backwards I couldn’t resist but fling some ice cream at Georgie that landed right on his forehead. “I’m so going to marry you one day, Y/n L/n.” He chuckled wiping off the dearest with a napkin.

“I’ll believe that when I see it - ah Georgie!” I felt some ice cream hit me on the nose making us both chuckle at how young we were being.

Amy clasped her hands together smiling at me. “Awe, that's so cute.”

“And I was right that I’d put a ring on your finger someday, darling.” Georgie leaned forward to kiss me and I leaned forward until we had Montana jump in our laps.

Aurora and Evelyn landed on top of Sheldon with Amy now holding her son again. “The floor is lava!” That just caused all of us to start bursting out into laughter at their little games.

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Written for @falloutober, using the 2021 Day 2 prompt. Diane belongs to @dannyburke; Donna belongs to @alaatus; Harrison belongs to @ventruee.

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A handful of dwellers from Vault 76 encounter a few too many super mutants than they can handle.

The trailer park near Huntersville was a bust. Every house was littered with holes: in the floors, walls, ceilings. They did find one safe, its lock picked easily by Diane, but it was empty save for stacks of pre-war cash. As much as the four of them got stars in their eyes when they saw thousands of dollars just lying there, it didn't matter in the world they lived in now. Their childish pre-war pocket change was replaced by jangling bags of bottle caps in their packs.

Harrison was on lookout, sitting on top of one of the trailers. It was the most intact of the houses, its holes smaller than a person could fit through. He swayed his legs, heels hitting the metal with a clang every time he swung them. Squinting against the midday sun, he saw large, shambling figures coming over a crest in the near distance.

"Mutants," he hissed to his friends, sliding off the side and landing with a crunch of gravel under his boots.

Aurora was the first to scramble into the trailer, fear rattling her bones as soon as she caught sight of them. They didn't seem to notice the four humans yet, but there were five of them—too many for them to handle right now. Cold sweat broke out over her back, and she ushered the other three inside, her sniper rifle tossed onto the ratty couch.

Donna was the strongest, so she pushed a dresser in front of the door, bracing her back against it in a squat. The others ducked below windows, flatting themselves against walls, hands covering their mouths. Silence and stillness settled over them as they waited, hearing mutants enter the little trailer park with grunts and shouts they could hardly understand.

Can they smell us? Aurora wondered, tears stinging her eyes. She could barely kill a mole rat without squealing. The hour that passed before they could safely leave the trailer was almost more than she could handle.

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My Sun, My Moon and All My Stars-Part 3

Tommy Shelby x OC (Aurora Changretta)

Summary: Aurora awakes to a new reality and Tommy must try to convince her to stay where she will be safe.

Warnings: injury, fainting, mention of blood, use of a slur, discussion of pregnancy, domestic violence, miscarriage, abortion

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Part 2

As Tommy reached the top of the stairs, he met Frances who carried a tray of tea and toast down the corridor. “It’s alright,” he said when he noticed her anxious glances toward Aurora’s door. Although the noises had ceased, neither of them were sure what they would find when they turned the key. Tommy motioned Frances ahead of him, hoping the woman’s kind face and offer of refreshment might placate the fiery Italian.

“Mr. Shelby asked me to bring you some breakfast, ma’am,” Frances politely informed the woman sitting amongst broken shards of what was once a delicate vase.

Aurora’s eyes blinked for a moment in surprise before she narrowed them in a steely gaze. “Tell Mr. Shelby he can go fuck himself,” she said, pushing herself up against the wall to stand in defiance. “If he thinks I’ll be a docile captive, he’s mistaken,” she spat forcefully despite the enormous amount of pain wracking her body. 

Frances stood motionless with the tray still extended in her arms, mouth agape at her words. “I’m not sure you understand…” the older woman began in earnest.

“But I do. I know that he’s a goddamn liar,” Aurora accused, inching toward Frances, one hand steadying herself against the furniture. “And I’m not drinking any fucking sedatives,” she annunciated before pushing her weight forward to knock the tray to the ground. Unbalanced by the sudden shove, Frances was knocked to the ground, china shattering in thousands of tiny pieces.

Tommy rushed in to see Frances dusting herself off with as much dignity as she could muster, attempting to place the broken pieces back on the tray. “Leave it, Frances,” he instructed with a wave of his hand and she scurried out, glancing backward to see Aurora heaving for breath on the floor.

“You fucking bastard, you kidnapped me!” Aurora screamed at him.

“I didn’t. You came willingly,” Tommy assured in a calm voice, offering her his hand. 

“Then why am I locked in this room?” she said, a tiny sob escaping her throat despite her attempt to contain it. Her chest and shoulder throbbed painfully beneath the bloodied bandages, a feeling of nausea clawing at her suddenly with the energy she’d exerted.

Tommy sighed, “I had to leave and me brother didn’t trust you. I’m sorry,” he explained casting his eyes downward in genuine apology. “It won’t happen again. You’re my guest and you’ll have whatever you need to be made comfortable,” the rough quality of his voice dissipated with every word in an attempt to soothe her. 

However, Aurora knew all these tricks and she wasn’t falling for them. “Of course,” she scoffed. “I’m a bargaining chip. You’ll only keep me alive as long as Luca is. Then you’ll kill me,” she noted bitterly, refusing his help to stand.

Tommy shook his head as he watched her stumble backward onto the bed, unstable and sweating from what was surely a descending fever. “Then what can I do?” he asked.

“Let me go,” she said through gritted teeth, a shiver running through her body.

“And let Luca finish the job?” Tommy said with an exasperated huff, patience wearing thin with his own lack of rest.

Aurora stared at the floor for a moment, clutching the duvet to stop another wave of nausea. She pitched forward, head in her hands to stop the spinning.

“You have a chance to live if you stay. This is the last place your husband would look for you,” Tommy reasoned. “The only thing I ask in return is your cooperation. You agreed to help me once. Will you do it again?” Tommy asked.

Eyes still screwed shut, Aurora sat motionless with indecision. She was thinking of Arthur and the look in his eye when he’d slammed the door in her face. He held such hatred for her and she didn’t blame him. She had received word about the successful assassination of his younger brother John as she arrived in London. She couldn’t expect forgiveness from any of them, much less protection. However, she didn’t seem to have much of a choice. Her head throbbed painfully as any illusion of her independence slipped away into the mental fog clouding her overtired brain.

Seeing her weaken with each passing breath, Tommy attempted one last promise to set her mind at ease. “I swear, no harm will come to you from me or my family.” He wanted her to know that he saw her as a powerful ally and he would not take that for granted. 

Tommy glanced at Aurora hopefully and she finally nodded in agreement. “Yes,” she whispered before her head dipped and she lost consciousness. She nearly fell from the bed before Tommy caught her in his arms, placing her back onto the mattress as he yelled to Frances. “Call a doctor!” 

Placing a hand to Aurora’s clammy forehead, he felt the heat radiating through his palm in scorching waves. “Tell him to hurry,” he added, swallowing harshly at the sight of her pale complexion. He’d seen men suffer far less severe injuries and slip away like this. He prayed this wouldn’t be Aurora’s fate.

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Luca paced the hotel suite with growing impatience. When Aurora’s body hadn’t turned up in the morgue, his mind began racing with possibilities. He wasn’t sure where his wife could be, but he knew a traitor in his ranks who might and he was determined to extract as much information as possible.

“Where is she?” Luca asked with a growl. His lanky form towered over the crouched figure of a man he had once trusted.

“I already told you, I don’t know anything,” Enzo replied, head feeling fuzzy and ears ringing from the last punch. After an hour of interrogation he still hadn’t given up any information about Aurora’s whereabouts, mostly because she had protected him from knowing her plans.

“Stand him up,” Luca said, cracking his knuckles. Matteo and Giovanni grabbed Enzo at the elbows, hoisting him to his feet as he emitted a low groan.

“You know, Enzo, this really is my fault,” Luca said, holding a hand over his heart in mock sincerity. “I put my faith in you to look after the love of my life, but you didn’t have what it took,” he tsked as he took in the sight of Aurora’s bodyguard, head hanging limply to his shoulder. Jerking the man’s bloodied face to meet his he proclaimed, “You couldn’t keep her here for one day…and look what happened.”

Enzo met his gaze briefly, attempting to focus his good eye with the other rapidly swelling shut.  He attempted a deep breath, wheezing as he replied slowly, “she should have left you a long time ago…”

“Pezzo di merda,” Luca said, tossing his chin away in disgust. “I give you a chance to repent and this is the respect you show me?” He nodded to Matteo and Giovanni to tighten their hold and reared back, fist coiled tightly in anticipation. Luca’s punch landed swiftly against Enzo’s side with a sickening crunch, his rings meeting bone and cracking a rib in the process. Enzo’s knees gave out and the men at his side relinquished their hold, allowing him to drop to the floor in anguish as the trill of the phone rang out into the room covering his moans. 

“Matteo,” Luca said with a jerk of his chin, indicating he should answer. 

As Matteo left the room, Luca wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He viewed Enzo with a sneer, watching the man writhe in pain before him.

Matteo returned with a grim look and nodded toward the office. He swallowed harshly before saying, “It’s Don Sabini…he’s asking about Aurora.”

Luca took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose as he thought of anything that might silence the rumors of Aurora’s disappearance. Then glancing down at Enzo, an idea came to him and he smirked to himself. 

Crossing into the next room in quick strides, he became eager to placate his father-in-law and get back to the business at hand. “Good morning, what can I do for you?” Luca greeted Antonio, attempting to sound calm and collected.

“Don’t fuck with me, Luca,” Antonio reprimanded the younger man, all patience evaporated as Luca’s smug tone reverberated in his ear. “What the hell is going on over there?”

“With respect, I’m taking care of…” Luca began. 

“You aren’t taking care of anything! I’ve spoken to Darby and I know about the embarrassment with Shelby. You’re putting my daughter’s life in jeopardy every day this continues. You’ve already led half a dozen men to their death. No more!” he thundered with such ferocity, the line crackled with static.

Luca’s hand curled into a tight fist at his side, his whole body tense at the thought of his wife’s betrayal. He held his temper out of necessity, breathing heavily from his nostrils as he cooled his blood before answering. “We had a setback…some bad information,” Luca replied slowly as he licked his lips. “I sent Aurora to a safe house with her bodyguard.” He found himself effortlessly spinning a lie likes threads of silk he hoped to cut in a few days time when he could finish his plans.

“No!” Antonio’s voice boomed suddenly. “You didn’t have my permission for that,” he seethed. “I want Aurora on the next boat with Enzo, do you understand? Tell me this will happen, Luca,” Antonio said with the authority of not only his father-in-law, but his don.

Luca grimaced at the thought, then remembered it wouldn’t matter in the slightest what empty promises he made now. “Yes, sir. It’ll be done,” he agreed.

“Good, then we understand one another,” Antonio said, relaxing his voice only slightly before mounting one last threat. “Finish the job or don’t bother coming home,” he hissed before slamming the phone down. 

Luca sauntered back to the room where Enzo stood swaying slightly, dabbing at his wounds with a handkerchief. Luca circled him in a predatory manner asking, “How do you think the don would feel if he knew you put his daughter in danger, Enzo? You let her go out into the streets alone and unprotected,” he said rubbing his chin thoughtfully. 

Enzo shook his head defiantly. “No, the don knows I would never…” he began, but Luca cut him off.

“That’s exactly what you fucking did though!”Luca shouted. “But, don’t worry, I covered for you,” he said, clapping a hand on Enzo’s shoulder a bit too forcefully. “I gave you a second chance today,” he said pulling Enzo up by his collar. “Aren’t you gonna thank me?” he asked with a smug grin. Enzo turned his head and spit blood from his mouth onto Luca’s shoe. Luca shook him forcefully in retaliation, the smile fading from his face as he added,”You’re going to help me find her or it’s your ass he’s coming for, you understand?”

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“Tommy, what were you thinking bringing her here?” Polly asked with a quick sideways glance, extinguishing her cigarette before crossing to his desk. The news of Mrs. Changretta’s arrival took her by surprise as this was not something they had discussed. The repercussions from Luca and his army of men worried her immensely, mixing with the sting of regret she felt for agreeing to the initial plan in Artillery Square.

“I told you I would forgive the attempt on Michael’s life if she gave us Luca. I don’t think I need to point out that we don’t have him,” Polly stressed, placing her palms on the desk and leaning toward Tommy for emphasis. 

Tommy leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. “I know it wasn’t part of the plan, alright? But she’s an ally and she’s still willing to help us.”

“She’s delirious with a fever, Tommy. If she dies we have nothing. Luca will blame us. Worse he could tell the Sabinis we killed her,” Polly pointed out.

Tommy stood and looked out the window, reassuring himself more than his aunt as he spoke. “It won’t come to that. I have the best doctor in London tending to her.” Turning back to face Polly he added with conviction, “She will be well.”

“And then?” Polly asked, wanting to know what her nephew might be planning to finish off the Italians.

“We use whatever intelligence she provides to move against the Changrettas so I can kill Luca,” he said with finality. 

Exasperated with his tone of invincibility Polly attempted to reason with her nephew. “You think behind every chance there’s another? You can’t keep putting your life at risk, Tommy.”

“Then we use the bloody Golds if we have to this time,” Tommy said, thinking on his feet.

“And what of Arthur, hmm? Have you convinced him? He isn’t as pragmatic about these things as I am,” Polly countered. Tommy crossed to the bar to make himself a drink, shaking his head slightly as he walked. She knew it was a concern for him as well, Arthur’s recent mental instability a liability to all of them.

The only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire and the clink of the glassware as Tommy thought for a moment. “If he wants to survive this war, he’ll have to trust me,” he said, staring into his glass.

“Like Michael and John?” Polly asked, unable to allow the barb to stay concealed. She too was struggling to follow Tommy’s rapidly changing orders these days.

“Careful, Pol,” Tommy warned in a low voice, before downing his drink in one gulp.

Polly pushed off the desk slowly, heels clicking against the hardwood floor before coming to a stop by the door. “I might say the same to you. You’re the one harboring the enemy. Keep an eye on her,” she shot back as she walked out on him. 

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Tommy’s dinner tray had been carried from the study untouched, thoughts of Aurora’s well-being driving him to distraction. He hadn’t read any of the paperwork on his desk since the doctor left late that afternoon, preferring to sit by the fire and think with whisky in hand. Although he had been assured her recovery was progressing, he hadn’t actually seen her in days. He’d deliberately kept away to reduce her stress, but he couldn’t wait any longer to speak with her.

Tommy leaned against the doorframe watching a maid remove a basin and cloth from Aurora’s room. “Good evening, Mr. Shelby,” she said as she passed him. He nodded a silent greeting in return, allowing her to pass. In the low light he couldn’t make out if Aurora were awake or asleep. Clearing his throat to announce his presence, he waited for acknowledgment. Aurora startled briefly before turning toward the sound. “Tommy?” she asked, squinting up at him.

“‘M sorry. Did I wake you?” he asked in a voice befitting the quiet evening hours. 

“No, you can come in,” she said softly, easing herself up onto her elbow before gathering the duvet to her chest protectively. Her demeanor was much gentler than before, the pain and anxiety of earlier days having subsided considerably. 

Tommy carried a small chair to sit by her bedside, noting, “You’re looking well. ” 

“Well, the medicine has helped and the unlocked door,” she said appreciatively. Staring at the cigarette in his hand she added, “I’d feel even better if I was allowed one of those.”

Tommy rummaged through his pockets for his cigarette case and offered it to her, watching her slender fingers select the one she wanted. She gracefully placed it between her lips and Tommy leaned in to light it for her, covering the flame with his hand as he watched her hazel eyes slip closed with the first deep intake of smoke. As he discarded the items on the bedside table, he found himself mesmerized by her silent enjoyment of the small pleasure, a hint of a smile curling the corners of her lips as she relaxed into the pillows. 

“So what does your family think about you hiding a fucking guinea in your house?” Aurora asked with a laugh.

Tommy bit the inside of his cheek before breaking out into a smile. “They think I’m insane,” he conceded.

“That’s what I thought,” she giggled and Tommy wondered if she hadn’t had too much morphine.

“I know what you think about me, that I’m crazy and impulsive, but my father trusts me with his business affairs and everything that entails,” Aurora said, turning serious. “I understand what it means to send men to their death. We’ve had too much of it here in fact,” she said looking Tommy in the eye so closely he thought she might be seeing into his soul. 

“And what do you propose now?” Tommy asked, lighting another cigarette and taking a long drag. 

“I’m not sure yet to be honest. Luca is becoming more paranoid these days. He’s not as easy to fool,” she said with a heavy sigh. 

“We have surveillance on his hotel so we know when he moves and where he goes. That should be of some help,” Tommy offered, flicking ash into the tray. 

Aurora nodded thoughtfully. “You should know that Darby is watching you as well,” she said, eyes shifting to a spot on the wall, guilt overwhelming her suddenly.

Tommy leaned forward to capture her hand in his, reassuring her with a gentle squeeze. “Nothing I haven’t seen before, eh?”

She nodded thoughtfully before extinguishing her cigarette. Hiding her face in her hand, she couldn’t help the overwhelming emotion that coursed through her at the thought of Luca’s brutality after the failed attempt on Tommy’s life. “I’m sorry about your brother,” Aurora whispered.

Tommy loosened his grip on her hand, but didn’t move away entirely. Aurora swore she felt him shake slightly before he replied, “It wasn’t your fault.” 

“Wasn’t it?” she asked bitterly. “I knew my father would give the order because Luca asked him to do it," she admitted. "So, you see, I'm also to blame because I did nothing to stop it."

Tommy dropped her hand in shock, searching her eyes for a note of sincerity and finding it instantly. “Why are you telling me this now?” he asked, cool blue eyes icing over. 

“Perhaps because I know how much you want Luca to suffer in return. Because you need my indignation to aid yours,” she said earnestly.

“I don’t deny it,” Tommy said, looking down at the floor. “But I know you weren’t capable of standing up to him,” he acknowledged, the information from the doctor’s visit replaying in his mind.

Aurora moved to strike him before suffering a deep pain in her chest and recoiling. "How dare you!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "I'm a Sabini. I'm anything but weak!"

Without mincing words, Tommy came to the point. He didn’t do it to humiliate Aurora, but to show her he understood her predicament. “Dr. Miller said you’ve recently suffered a miscarriage,” he revealed.

Aurora’s eyes shut suddenly, fingertips pressed into the sockets as she wondered how much she could keep contained. With a shaky breath, she exhaled slowly, a confession upon her lips she could scarcely bring herself to say. “It wasn’t a miscarriage. It was an abortion,” she whispered, biting her lower lip to keep it from trembling. “I couldn’t have his child,” she admitted, looking down at the large emerald on her right hand.

Tommy sat in stunned silence as he watched Aurora cradle her knees close to her body. “He's your husband. Why would you do something like that?” he asked with a shake of his head.

Aurora looked away, conscious of the guilt Tommy’s words carried. In slow, meandering speech she attempted to explain, though she didn’t expect him to understand or sympathize. “A year ago we were expecting our first child," she began, voice cracking with emotion. "I told myself, if it's a boy, we'll call him Vicente after Luca's papa and he'll be so happy." Her eyes darted across the ceiling, tears welling at her lash line and glistening in the low light. "I couldn’t wait to tell Luca,” she said with a hint of a smile at the memory. She allowed her fingers to trace over the diamonds of her ring, counting the stones as she often did to calm herself.

But her face soon fell as she revisited the memory she'd tried to suppress, darkness overtaking her. Her lower lip quivered with grief as she recounted, “We didn't fight as much in those days, but one evening..." her voice broke in a sob as she tried to continue. Through tears she sniffed, “He wasn't himself...the man I married wasn't there at all." She shifted uncomfortably in the bed, eyes darting toward Tommy who sat motionless at her side, cigarette burning down to a stub at his fingertips as he listened intently.

"It was the first time he used his fists," she admitted, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I don't remember much after that, but when I woke up, I was bleeding." She licked her parched lips, nodding her head slowly. "I knew the baby was gone." Through a series of labored breaths, she composed herself adding, “I vowed then, I would never bring another child of his into this world.” 

Tommy couldn’t comprehend the strength of her form, chin raised high despite the demoralizing truth she'd shared with him. His jaw clenched tightly as he extinguished his cigarette, waiting for the smoke at her bedside to clear so he might look her in the eye directly for what he had to say. The low rumble of his voice issued forth with determination. “Aurora, listen to me. We can help each other now. We’ll do whatever it takes to find your husband,” he promised. “Then we’re going to kill him."

Aurora’s only reply was a slow nod of her head, pain stricken hazel eyes meeting the flash of fury in his icy blue irises. It was the only response he received before she retreated back into herself, dark curls falling in curtains around her face to hide her tear stained cheeks. Tommy ran a hand through his hair as his thoughts of revenge returned, then slowly slipped away into the darkness of the hallway.

*The Changretta Calls Part 4 happens here*

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[meetmeatthecoda]

Halcyon by meetmeatthecoda Fandoms: The Blacklist (US TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Chapters: 7/7 (complete) Words: 117,335 Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Elizabeth Keen/Raymond Reddington, Elizabeth Keen, Raymond Reddington, Agnes Keen, Dembe Zuma, Harold Cooper, Charlene Cooper, Alina Park, Donald Ressler, Aram Mojtabai, various OCs, Lizzington - Freeform, Agnesgate, AU, post-8.22, Fix-it fic, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Angst, Lots of Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Suicidal Thoughts, briefly, in the start of chapter 3, and an equally brief discussion of them in chapter 5, some sexual content, Nothing too explicit, and last but not least, no Redarina, no relation at all ever between red & liz, obviously

Summary:

Halcyon - adjective:

denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful.

noun:

a tropical Asian and African kingfisher with brightly colored plumage.

a mythical bird said by ancient writers to breed in a nest floating at sea at the winter solstice, charming the wind and waves into calm.

origin:

from Greek alkuōn ‘kingfisher’ (also halkuōn, by association with hals ‘sea’ and kuōn ‘conceiving’).

An AU post-8.22 fix-it fic, wherein Liz survives her shooting - unbeknownst to everyone - & flees the country in an effort to protect those dear to her, living a solitary, lonely existence on a loch in Scotland & coping with the only outlet she has, a hobby begun as a coping mechanism during a traumatic childhood & kept since then as a closely-guarded secret: art.

“As with all things in her life, it was born from fire.”

☕️ Buy Me a Coffee ☕️

🎶 Playlist below the cut! 🎶

Meant To Be by Ber & Charlie Oriain

Rockland by Gracie Abrams

Walking On The Moon by Ruelle

graves by Purity Ring

32 Floors by Lapsley

Rolling Like a Ball by Ludovico Einaudi

Brush Fire by Gracie Abrams

Much Too Much by Lennon Stella

You Hold Me Up by The Bones of J.R. Jones

As The World Caves In by Matt Maltese (cover by Sarah Cothran)

Men On The Moon by Chelsea Cutler

you broke me first by Tate McRae

Games by Lennon Stella

Save Us by Lennon Stella

Takeaway by The Chainsmokers, ILLENIUM feat. Lennon Stella

Best by Gracie Abrams

Where do we go now? by Gracie Abrams

Amelie by Gracie Abrams

85mm by Ludovico Einaudi

ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine

Through the Eyes of a Child by AURORA

Edge of the Dark by Emmit Fenn

Blinded by Emmit Fenn

Memories by Emmit Fenn

Spectrum by Andrew Belle

I Can’t Believe I Had You by Emmit Fenn

Far from Here by Emmit Fenn

In Between Breaths by SYML

Two people by Gracie Abrams

[morningstar-chronicles]

pinned.

name: morgan/mac

current interests: friendship bracelets, crystals, spirituality

pronouns & gender identity: they/them, maverique

rules:

don't be a bigot

don't be an asshole

NO israel-palestine asks. why don't i allow these anymore?

anti-shifters keep scrolling

shiftokkers are welcome i guess if you promise to be normal

if you have any questions about my DRs PLS PLS ASK!!! i love to answer asks about my DRs literally so much!!

you can absolutely use my script layouts! i'll link them here if you'd like to use them.

dividers are usually from @cafekitsune and will be reblogged as #dividers

sometimes i post content with sexual undertones lmao 😭 these posts will be tagged as #minors avert your eyes

personal posts are tagged #morgan's personal posts

vents are tagged #morgan vents

mutual interactions are tagged as #morgan's moots

DR names: izabel (royals DR), cassia/cassie/cass (marauders DR)

MAIN DR: red white and royal blue DR

archived DRs: the london institute (tid), royals DR, rosewood, pa (pll), fnaf:sb DR - child, boarding school DR, hogwarts - golden trio era (hp), resort DR, windenshire DR, encanto DR, hurricane, ut (fnaf), liar, liar DR, columbia DR, second chance DR, alt CR timeline

active DRs: waiting room, boiling isles (toh), crossover DR, ny institute (tmi), hogwarts - marauders era (hp), paris, france (mlb), stark tower (mcu), gotham, nj (dc), stardew valley, bc, gravity falls (gf), inheritance games DR, aurora cycle DR, camp half-blood, ny (pjo), arcana DR, cirque du soleil DR, fnaf:sb DR - technician

main DR s/os: jayden finnegan, aven whitmore

DR s/os: *hunter wittebane-noceda (toh), *boscha bennett (toh), jayden finnegan (oc), aven whitmore (oc), *pacifica northwest (gf), *via scully (pr), *tyrone pines (gf), *james potter (hp), *harley keener (mcu), *kit herondale (tda), *michael afton (fnaf), alex aiden mullner (sdv), haley (sdv), shane (sdv), sam (sdv), *luke castellan (pjo), abby bourgeois, julian agreste, mika couffaine, *emira blight (toh), *leo valdez (hoo), *conner kent (dc), *garfield logan (dc), *asra alnazar, *muriel the outsider, *georgie cooper (ys)

possible DR s/os: *livia blackthorn (tda), *draco malfoy (hp), *pansy parkinson (hp), *michelle jones (mcu), *shuri (mcu), *merula snyde (hphm), *edric blight (toh), xander hawthorne (tig), *jameson hawthorne (tig), *tyler jones (ac)

* - has been aged up/down depending on how you look at it (possibly significantly depending on canon)

other blogs: @ohgodimashifter (old shifting sideblog), @thestarsandskyaboveus (fanfic), @stembies (studyblr), @enbygirlblogging (girlblogging), @mysticmorningstar (witchcraft & wicca)

lore: canadian, keeps bread outside of fridge, hates pickleball, was a pole dancer briefly, anti-jean paul

[secretwonderlandtimetravel]

New Cookie Run Oc :D

Weeping Begonia Cookie

Relationship Charts (She doesn't know that many Cookies):

Back Story/Lore:

White Begonia Cookie, sister of White Lily Cookie, was concerned because she hasn't seen her sister in a year after the Dark Flour War ended. So, she sent her a note saying,

My Dear Sister White Lily Cookie...

Please come and meet me in the forest we always go to after your long days of research.

P.S. From your loving sister, White Begonia Cookie ~♡

After sending her the letter, she followed the path to the forest her and her sister met every day they could. Now that she was in the forest she needed to look for her sister.

"Hm... There is a usual amount of toxic flowers in here..."

White Begonia Cookie said, noting the sudden increase of toxic flowers. Other then that, she wasn't very successful in her search and was now on the verge of having a panic attack. She eventually ended up in front of a pond, water lilies floating ontop of it. Suddenly a voice called her name, but it was one that she have never heard of before.

"So... White Begonia Cookie, is it-? I know you, you're my sister-!"

They said, White Begonia Cookie turning around to meet her face

"You're... You're not my sister. My sister's name is White Lily Cookie and-"

"Oh no need to continue."

They cut her off.

"I'm your sister, White Lily Cookie. But now I'm rebaked into something better, something stronger... I am Dark Enchantress Cookie-!"

She cheered, but White Begonia Cookie just wasn't getting the message.

"H- How do I know that you're telling me the truth-? Show me proof..."

"Ah yes, proof..."

Dark Enchantress sighed, pulling out a crooked and cursed soul jam that somehow shaped itself into what seems to be White Lily's soul jam... That soul jam alone shook White Begonia to the core.

"T- that's my sister's... So you're really her-? What have you been doing for all that time you've been gone...?"

"Heh heh heh..."

She chuckled, giving her sister a uncomfortable aurora.

"I plan to take the soul jams of the mighty ancients heroes, gain their power... And rule over Earthbread-!"

She said proudly in a loud voice, holding her fist up in the air. Her statement leaving White Begonia shocked.

"That's... horrible, White Lily Cookie. You would never do such a thing, would you-?!"

The other Cookie whined, not on board with the plan at all. Then for the next couple of minutes the sisters bickered and back at forth with each other. White Begonia holding up an argument that Earthbread should not be ruled with such bad intentions, while Dark Enchantress thought otherwise. Eventually Dark Enchantress sighed, fed up with how whiny her sister sounded.

"Arg-! If you side with me I have no other choice but to do it my way...!"

She shouted, clearly annoyed. And with just one tap of her staff on the ground she casted a curse on her sister White Begonia Cookie...

"Wait, White Lily Cookie...! Pleas-"

She cried, swimming towards her to get out but was cut off by the sudden strength of the roots preventing her from leaving. Suddenly, tears flowed out of her eyes and they seemed to be endless...

"White Lily, what type of spell have you-"

"Ha Ha-! You want to know sis?~ Well... you shall be stuck in this pond for all eternity and weep for the rest of your life-! No one, and I mean no one, will ever know that you're here. So you'll be stuck in a pond with no one to accompany you... No one-! Hah hahaha...!"

She laughed cruelly, watching as White Begonia weeped and sobbed.

"Wait no- Please-!..."

She begged, trying her hardest to escape but no matter how hard she tried the roots wouldn't let her. Dark Enchantress Cookie watched it all go down, turning around and leaving with her staff in hand as her sister continued to whine and beg.

"Wait please come back-! We can talk this out, just please!- Cooperate with me and-"

She cried, pulling out the grass and scratching the ground desperate for a way out... Now she was stuck, watching as 'White Lily Cookie' faded away and leaving her to suffer.

《~~~~~~~~~~~~~~◇-•○•-◇~~~~~~~~~~~~~~》

Weeping Begonia Cookie, resting in the middle of her pond... Endlessly sobbing into her gloved hands with no one there to comfort her as she cannot leave from this horrible life. She is forever rooted to the bottom of the pond as she watches water lilies float by and all around her. If she were granted a wish and just one, it would be to see her sister once more, White Lily Cookie...

Extra info:

Uses She/Her/Hers pronouns

She is the younger sister of White Lily Cookie

Has and always will refer to her sister as White Lily Cookie

Her original name was White Begonia Cookie that was later changed to Weeping Begonia Cookie because of a curse

Isn't really considered a ancient but holds the power of one (She doesn't have a soul jam.)

Very timid of other Cookies but can easily warm up to them just because they give her some type of comfort

Has been cursed for a thousand years now...

Mini Bonus Comic :3 -

[miabear19]

OC tober 16th

I drew with my left hand

I spent wayyy to long to make her not ugly. Now my right hand refuses to cooperate when I want to do things :D

This is The Aurora, a flying squirrel slugcat. Not much lore there

[burningflamescurse]

“Beginnings”

Pre—Accident!Stephen Strange x Fem! Surgeon!OFC, Grey’s anatomy Crossover.

A/N: First of all I have a lot of Original Characters that I am adding to this Series, Which I will Explain the roles right now before moving along into the actual writing part!

Chief of General Surgery: Doctor Jack Wilson

General Surgery Attending: Doctor Liam Jones

General Surgery Resident: Doctor Lucas Miller

Chief of Thoracic Surgery: Doctor Charlotte Garcia.

Thoracic Surgery Attending: Henry Davis

Thoracic Surgery Resident: Camila Taylor

OBGYN/Neonatal Surgeon: Emily Perez

Fetal Surgeon: Evelyn Lopez

Pediatrician: Asher Lewis.

Neurosurgery Resident: Noah Sanchez.

Orthopedic Surgeon: Aria Adams

Hand Surgeon: Layla Rivera

Spine Surgeon: Ethan Carter

Trauma Surgeon: Hazel Evans

Pediatric Surgeon: Aurora Baker

Interns: Amy Nelson, David Torres, James Scott, Shelby Edwards, Willow Brooks.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Chapter Two: Beginnings Of Tragic Incidents.

Chapter Summary: after Blake talked with Cristina about what’s been going on in Seattle with Meredith and Everyone else, her Interns do something unforgivable, something she can’t even Fathom forcing her to do something, maybe even tell her boyfriend.

CW//TW: Medial Terminology, Drama, Shouting, Surgery, Trauma, Cursing, Stephen getting mad at the interns, a Bunch of different OC’s, Blake and Christine are best friend, mentions of Derek shepherd’s Death, Trauma, Flashbacks, Cristina and Blake are like soulmates, injuries, mentions of Cutting an LVAD wire.

“So he totally is Like Meredith’s McDreamy, Huh?” Cristina said over the Phone call, Blake Hissed at her to shut up as she was in the Female Attendings Locker room, Pulling on her Dark Blue Scrubs. “Cristina!” She Whisper Shouted.

Cristina Snorted before ending the call, She Met Stephen Outside heading towards the Nurses Station to get and find there own Cases, like Any hospital Worked. “By the way where are your Stupid Interns?” He asked. Blake stopped, blinking her eyes noticing that none of her little Suck ups were around her, Malia Noticed the Doctor becoming Suspicious and Knew she had to tell on the Poor Interns.

"Doctor Shepherd, one of your Patients on the transplant list came back in after his heart was failing again despite the LVAD, They've been in his room for an hour now, I think his name was Daniel Cooper." Malia said, Blake had a bad feeling about all this, She nodded at Stephen and Malia to come with her. The Trio Scrambled to Cooper's Room, standing in shock when they saw what was happening. "What the hell.." Blake mumbled, her eyes widened in shock, seeing Amy Pumping his heart Manually as the LVAD Wire was cut with a Pair of Scissors next to it. "Amy, What the hell did you do?!" She Practically yelled, "and why are all you fools helping her?!"

Amy didn't respond continuing to Pump his heart, Blake looked at Stephen who shook his head, she nodded to Malia, "Malia take over Pumping his Heart, and Amy step away from the Patient." Malia Nodded and Tried to gently take the device away but Amy screamed no and said not to touch her, Blake Ignored Amy for now telling Malia to stay with her and to help Amy if she allowed her to, Blake turned to the three other Idiot doctors, "You three, In the hall. Now." She ordered.

Blake was angry, seething even. "What the hell were you three thinking, you could have killed that Patient." She said, Stephen was right next to her agreeing with her words, "Even worse, you could have endangered your careers and be sued for assaulting a Patient." Stephen added. David Tried to speak but Blake shushed him, "No, Not a word, you are not to speak, Not a single word, I don't wanna have to Testify against any of you fools." She said.

The Group was silent for a moment, “I assume you ran labs..” She said, Her eyes showing a Furious anger and Disappointment. They stayed Silent only fueling her Annoyance and anger, "Well?..." She demanded. James spoke, "you told us not to speak-"

"I know I did, Now did you run labs?!.." Blake said, tapping her foot impatiently, David Nodded, Blake sighed as she gave out orders, "Okay, Shelby Jack's been asking for you." She said giving her the order to go, before turning to the rest of the amazingly idiotic Interns, "David go get those labs and come right back, do not talk to anyone, go straight there and back."

Then She turned to James, "Now you, follow me and Stephen Right now."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A Few Hours later and both Blake and Stephen were making sure Mr. Cooper was okay, She listened to his heart with her Stethoscope sighing at how weak it sounded. "Why Amy... Why would you do this?.." She said, Continuing to to Listen to his heart while Stephen did a quick Neuro Exam to ensure he was okay in the head, no concussion or any Brain Bleed whatsoever. "Because he needs that heart and I love him.. I love him so damn Much Doctor Shepherd.." The Intern Whispered, Blake shook her head sighing In Disappointment.

"Oh for God's sake, you fell in love with a Patient.." Blake sighed, exasperated, Stephen was really trying to hold back all his anger at the Interns. "Well his Brain is Okay, No signs of anything wrong with his brain." Stephen Said. David Came in with the Labs, "Labs are back, His State is becoming worse." Blake sighed Knowing exactly what that Meant. Amy Spoke now, "He'll get the heart right, He's gonna get the heart? He has to. You'll Sign the papers that he'll be put at the top of the list-" She was quickly Interrupted by Blake's cold tone.

"Those are the Kind of things I would tell a doctor, and right now you are not a doctor, you are a Visitor." She said, her eyes showing how furious she actually was. "What?.." Amy asked in complete and utter disbelief. "You will no longer be a doctor in this Hospital until I say Otherwise. Now Step away from Mr. Cooper and let Malia Take over." She Ordered.

Malia came over slowly taking it away from Amy as Blake Glared at her slightly, making the rest of the Interns Shrink underneath her Gaze.

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Blake told Stephen to carry on with the rest of his Surgeries while she went to talk to the Chief of the hospital about this certain Incident without exposing her Interns for doing this.

She asked the Chief about a Hypothetical Question with the exact same Situation, In which she explained that Mr. Cooper move to the top of the list and receive the heart Immediately but ordered that whoever did that was to be in her Office for Intense Consequences for endangering a Patients Life.

Blake nodded, "Of course, Ma'am."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Which ended with the Interns getting yelled at by the chief and forced to not even go near a Surgical case unless they fessed up on who did it and to share one single Patient to give her what she needed.

Later on Blake was sitting at the Nurses Station, Checking on different Patient files and Images, as Stephen was Charting, "So, How bad was their Punishments?" Stephen asked with a Snide Smirk on his face. Blake sighed, Shaking her head. "The Chief said no more surgeries until they confess that Amy did it and they had to share one singular Patient." She snorted, Searching up another Patient file.

Malia was now delivering Labs due to Blake's Interns being Punished for their Stupid decisions, "Here you go Blake, Imaging is back for Ms. Collins." She said handing her the Tablet. Blake looked it over smiling to herself, "Oh.. I could use a little Great Neuro Case." She muttered. Stephen Looked up Suddenly Interested, Raising his eyebrow, "Oh no Mister, You have your own Solo Neuro Surgery in 30 Minutes, you need to get ready for that, I've got this one." She said, smirking to herself before teasing him. "Besides this woman has a nail in her head." She said, before rushing off.

Stephen Chuckled to himself, "Well Played, Doctor Shepherd."

[fangbangerghoul]

11, 80, 100, for the OC ask game if you're still writing them!

Well, my dear friend Squish, I held the aurora captive, so they'd cooperate.

Anton x Ghoul oc asks below the cut

11. Who is clingy?

Ghoul: The Russian  Anton: лгун(liar) Ghoul: well, it's not me  Anton: I grow tired of your ill words of me.  Ghoul: Sounds like a personal problem.   Anton: Не испытывай меня (don't test me)  Ghoul: *rolls her eyes* 

80. What tropes could be applied to this relationship?

Anton: there is no relationship  Ghoul: He blackmailed me, obviously.  Anton: *glares* even if that were true, kотенок, and if there was any 'relationship' there are no phrases or...tropes you called them? That would be able to describe the hell you put me through.  Ghoul: Says the person who called me an angel the other day  Anton: you twist my words

100. Make a meme of them

[countrymusiclover]

23 - Creating Dr. Tire

Part 24

The Texas Tire Family

Tags just ask - @supernaturalgirl31 @bvbwestfall @bubble-blu @patriciaplictisita @liesanddreams @bethanymccauley

5 years after George Sr.'s death

Shutting the back door with my foot I saw that Georgie and our daughters were playing with the tire swing that we had set up in the backyard. He pushed Eve gently where she squealed. "Hi mommy!"

"Hi baby. Georgie, can we talk for a second?" Waving to her I smiled gesturing for Georgia to follow me so we could talk away from them.

He nodded looking at Aurora standing beside him. "Rora, take over for a second. What's up?" He asked me to walk away from our daughters.

Unfolding the paper in my hands I couldn’t stop grinning ear to ear handing it to him. "That's our first monthly check, Georgie. From Mandy's dad's store that he let us take over."

"Dang…That's more money than I ever thought we'd get." He gasped reading over the large amount of money that he had given us to start up our own business since he was retiring soon. So we basically owned the profit of his tire store now.

Throwing my arms around his neck I squealed where he wrapped his arms around my waist spinning me around I'm small circles. "I can't believe it, Georgie!"

"We're gonna be rich." He chuckles, finally sitting me down on my feet gently putting his hands on my hips. "Girls, go get dressed up. We're going out to eat tonight!"

Mandy's dad had been giving him tips on how to run a business specially for tires since he was better at it than anything. Her dad had turned over the rights to him so we were running the business. Shrugging on a Jean jacket I had on a bright blue dress and my cowgirl boots leaving my hair loose. Waiting in the living room I watched our daughters come down. “There’s my girls. Just waiting on your father.”

“How is this, mom?” Evelyn came down the stairs wearing a green dress with some boots and her hair was up in a ponytail.

Aurora was behind her wearing a flannel over an orange dress and some boots with her hair off to the side braided. “I’m surprised we’re waiting on dad. Half the time it is us who are always not ready.”

“Somebody has to pay for tonight’s dinner, remember. So I put up some of the money and the rest is for this meal.” Georgie finally entered the room where I saw he shrugs on his Jean jacket but he had done his hair so it wasn’t a crazy mess.

We drove a little ways outside of town ending up at Red Lobster. Georgie carried Evelyn in his arms and Aurora was walking beside me when we got to the host stand. “Table for four please.” The waiter led us to a table pulling out Aurora’s chair since Georgie had his hands full.

Aurora picked up her menu pointing to some crabs legs excited. “Could we get some of those, mom?”

“Yes we’ll get an order and some steak too.” I replied with Georgie telling the waiter our orders leaveing us alone to talk.

Evelyn leaned forward on the table asking. “Are…we…rich now?”

Georgie and I just started laughing at her question but from how much money and hours we had put in to support them and ourselves. We had come a long way from two teenagers who got pregnant. “If everything goes right with us owning the store now. Yes we should become very rich.”

“Can you get us a pony?” Aurora asked, bouncing in her chair seeing the food coming out. The waiter sat Steak down in front of me and Georgie then he had split up the lobster into two separate plates for our daughters.

Cutting a piece of my steak and eating it, I shook my head. “Maybe if you’re really good since Santa is watching.”

Evelyn put a bite of lobster meat into her mouth almost talking with her mouth full. “Aunt Missy has goood tastes.”

“You can call her later and tell her exactly that.” Georgie said, putting a piece of meat into his mouth glancing in my direction. “So I thought we could get the keys from Mr. McAllister and check out the store before we open it at the end of the week. What do ya think?”

Snapping one of the crab legs and taking out some meat. I dunked it in some butter, sending him a smile, enjoying that we could actually go out like this for once. “Sure I don’t see a problem with that. But we need to figure out what we are going to name the stores.”

“Uncle Sheldon’s a doctor ain’t he. Why not Dr. Texas?” Aurora suggests sipping from her drink.

Tapping my chin I wasn’t so sure. “We’re trying to sell tires, honey.”

“Star Tires or Cooper’s Amazing Tires” Eve said entering the conversation.

Georgie hit his fist lightly on the table. “I’ve got it. What if we call it Dr. Tire?” Aurora and Eve held their hands up and he gave them each a high five before we finished our meal driving to the store.

Closing my truck door I held open the door for the girls and Georgie let me go in front of him. “Hi there, Mr. McAllister. We thought we’d come out the store you're switching over to us.” Georgie waved at the bald man who was standing behind the counter.

“It’s good to see you again, Coopers. Y/n Mandy says you’re a good friend to her and your kids are a blast to babysit.” Mandy’s father said with a bright smile.

Nodding my head at him I agreed with her. Mandy had come back to the small town and became the local weather girl. She had become a close friend of mine when I couldn’t remember loving Georgie years ago. “We’ll tell her these two love spending time with her.” Ruffing both my daughters' hair they sent him big smiles.

“Yeah I will. Hey, maybe we could have you over for dinner sometime.” Jim suggested reaching into his jacket, pulling out the store keys and handing them to Georgie.

He nodded, taking the keys from his hands. “That’d be great. Mr. McAllister.”

“I bet you two will do just fine in the tire business. Plus I heard around that you’re good at finding almost invisible leeks. That’s rather impressive.” Jim said back towards the older Cooper boy. I smiled, intertwining my freehand with his.

A few weeks later

Sitting at the kitchen table I stirred the liquid in my coffee cup trying to wake up before work this morning. Running a hand through my hair I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen. "Mornin' honey. Hey I talked with Mandy when she came by the new store and she suggested that we should go out tonight. There's apparently this festival tonight a little ways out of town."

"Ohh that's great. Did she know if the girls could come?" Lifting my head up I smiled while drinking some of my coffee.

He sat down across from me. "Yep. They get in free actually so we'd only have to pay for two."

"That's great I'll go tell the kids." Getting up from the table I kissed him lightly before we headed to work for the day. Once we were done and the kids were done with school we drove out there. Getting out of the truck I noticed Mandy instantly where I embraced her in a hug. "Hey Mandy, thanks for the invite."

"Of course. I figured you and Georgie deserve a night off. Especially when the kids can go play and dance without you worrying about them.” The blonde girl smiled, breaking the hug I pulled her in to mirror the same excitement that I had on my face.

Georgie handed Aurora and Evelyn some money. He watched them run off before I heard a song that someone was playing through the speakers. “I love this song. Let’s go, Georgie!” Grabbing his hands in mine I dragged him toward the dance floor with Mandy following after us. Everyone was on the dance floor where he kept our hands together smiling down at me and the music that was playing.

🎵🎵

There we were

In the back of that old Z-71

The road was dirt

A couple kids waitin'on the sun

Cherry red

Baby I still recall the taste

We were a few beers shy of freedom

I had my hands around your waist

You said, "Babe, I'm gettin' cold"

I said, "Climb on in my jacket"

You already know

Like my heart, you can have it

Ooh, I don't remember what the radio was playin'

I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'

All I know is there was magic in that Chevy

Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'

Stars like confetti, ah

Stars like confetti, ah

Yeah, rusted truck, dusted-up boots

And high on a perfume buzz

That see-forever sky wasn't near as high as us

Yeah, our hearts were beatin' faster

Than a runaway midnight train

We couldn't say forever

But we said it anyway

Baby, hold me tight and never let me go

Look up at the sky, Heaven's puttin' on a show

I don't remember what the radio was playin'

I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'

All I know is there was magic in that Chevy

Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'

Stars like confetti, ah

We made a wish on everyone, ah

We held on 'til it was done, woah

I don't remember what the radio was playin'

I was hangin' like the moon on all the words you're sayin'

All I know is there was magic in that Chevy

Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'

Stars like confetti, ah

Stars like confetti, ah

I don't remember what the radio was playin'

I was hangin' like the moon on all the words your lips were sayin'

All I know is there was magic in that Chevy

Baby, you were glowin', God was throwin'

Stars like confetti, ah

We made a wish on everyone, ah

Yeah, we held on 'til it was done, woah

Stars like confetti, ah

🎵🎵

Georgie smirked down at me before he spun me out and back into his chest. Mandy was throwing her arms around in the air, not a care in the world. Aurora and Evelyn ran over to us and they started dancing to the song too with us. “Why didn’t we become friends with Mandy before this moment, darlin’?”

“Maybe because she was 29 when we were 17 if you forgot.” I teased him before I attempted to spin him out away from me. Yet his long legs trip over my shoe where I wrapped my arms around his waist so he didn’t hit the dirt.

Georgie grinned up at me gently holding onto my forearms until he got back upright to his feet. He tugged me against his chest, kissing me gently. “Yeah you’re probably right. One thing I don’t have to question is that I love you.”

“I love you more than I ever thought I would anyone.” I declared draping my arms over his shoulders rising up on my toes giving him a long evening kiss. At this point our lives and the tire business seemed like an awesome success.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[unlevshed]

writing as canon and oc characters from selected fandoms but open to crossovers and alternate universes.

『  penned by mae.  30. she/her.  gmt +2.  >> slow replies atm!     read the rules first! dc contact only for close mutuals, dm for more info 』 ››› est. sept. 2022 | rebooted oct. 2023

     ›  RULES ┊ MUSES ┊ WANTED OPP. ┊MEMES ┊STARTERS  ‹

››› interest tracker ››› mobile friendly list of muses below !

** = exclusive / * = selective

Natasha Romanoff ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: scarlett johansson)

Wanda Maximoff ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: elizabeth olsen)

Steve Rogers ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: chris evans)

Bucky Barnes ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: sebastian stan)

Rio Vidal ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: aubrey plaza)*

Yelena Belova ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: florence pugh)

Kate Bishop ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: hailee steinfeld)

Felicia Hardy ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: margot robbie)*

Hermione Granger ✧ harry potter; canon-divergent (fc: emma watson)*

Tifa Lockhart ✧ final fantasy; canon-divergent (hailee steinfeld)*

Josie Saltzman ✧ tvd/legacies; canon-divergent (fc: kaylee bryant)**

Aleksander Hunter ✧ 36; heterosexual; nightclub owner (fc: chris evans) / alt. verse:  vampire

Alicia Whitlock ✧ 26; bisexual; car mechanic at her family's car shop (fc: lili reinhart)

Aurora Sanchez ✧ 29; bisexual; waitress in a gentlemen's club (fc: selena gomez)

Caitlyn Lewis ✧ 26; bisexual; bartender (fc: florence pugh) / alt. verse: werewolf-vampire hybrid

Evelyn Martin ✧ 35; bisexual; tattoo studio receptionist (fc: scarlett johansson)

Francesca Rocha ✧ 27; bi-curious; socialite / second-in-line heiress to her family's tequila business (fc: camila mendes)

Jasper Borisov ✧ 38; bouncer at a strip club, retired underground boxer (fc: sebastian stan) / alt. verse: alpha werewolf

Joey Davis ✧ 26; bisexual; fitness worker / part-time model (fc: hailee steinfeld)

Katherine Ivankov ✧ vampire-witch hybrid; age unknown; bisexual; socialite (fc: elizabeth olsen - might change)

Liliana Cooper ✧ 33; pansexual; hotel manager / single mother (fc: elizabeth olsen)

Matthew Brooks ✧ 32; heterosexual; independent contractor and free-lance agent (fc: aaron taylor-johnson)

Oliver Carter ✧ 37; heterosexual; former professional burglar / security consultant (fc: andrew garfield)

Rafael Santiago ✧ 44; heterosexual; freelance photographer, single father, retired enforcer of a drug cartel (which disbanded after the boss died) (fc: pedro pascal) 

River Grace ✧ 26; bisexual; gaming-streamer, sugar baby (fc: zendaya)

Valerie Booker ✧ 50; bisexual; english high school teacher (fc: rachel weisz)

muses that are currently not available/not active:

Vivienne Flamel ✧ harry potter; 25; heterosexual; pureblood; unspeakable (danielle rose russell)

[unlevshed-archive]

i'm itched to add a supernatural verse for a few of my ocs but my indecisive ass is indecisive aaahhh 🤠🤠🤠

potential candidates and random ideas:

liliana cooper as a vampire or a hybrid

evelyn martin as a vampire, a witch or a hybrid

caitlyn lewis as werewolf or a vampire

aurora sanchez or francesca rocha as a werewolf

aleksander hunter as a werewolf or a hybrid

rafael santiago as a werewolf, a vampire or a hybrid

jasper borisov as a werewolf or a hybrid

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

💌 + Somewhere Only We Know?

oh what a fun fucking time!!!!

Aurora Andesron x Sebastian Smythe

Blaine Anderson x Sam Evans

Cooper Anderson x Roman Kline x Ash Astor (x unnamed boyfriend)

Jesse St James x Millie Kindell

Josh St James x Nell Baker

Amelie Kline x Lindsay Wright

Haruki Knox x Kurt Hummel

Nick Duvall x Jeff Sterling

Thad Harwood x Dave Karofsky

Wes Montgomery x David Thompson

Cassie July x Al Motta

Holly Holliday x Bryan Ryan

Burt Hummel x Carol Hudson

Isabelle Wright x Julian Beck

i feel like i'm missing people oops

Send me 💌 + an oc/fic and I’ll list all* of the endgame ships in that series

[crossroadhq]

»» ⸻ you are at the crossroad now, HENRIK MIKAELSON, REBEKAH MIKAELSON & MERETTE ZAHN.

welcome, chelsea & ivelle! please look up our checklist and send in your account within 24 hours. cooper koch, claire holt & helena howard fcs are now taken.

tvdu. cooper koch. cis male. he/him. ― i saw HENRIK MIKAELSON on the streets, you know? the 25/1000+ years old REAPER, i think they been around beacon hills for 15 YEARS, but i can be wrong… not like they can leave now, anyway. i heard a rumor that they want to STOP breaking the seals of lucifer’s cage. they make me think of an indecisive groan, a figure hidden by darkness, a lopsided smirk and hum song by artist, you know? death's favorite reaper ― chelsea, she/her, 28, est, flashing lights and incest. tvdu. claire holt. female. she/her. ― i saw REBEKAH MIKAELSON on the streets, you know? the 1000+ years old ORIGINAL VAMPIRE, i think they been around beacon hills for 6 MONTHS, but i can be wrong… not like they can leave now, anyway. i heard a rumor that they ( want to ) STOP breaking the seals of lucifer’s cage. they make me think of BLOOD-RED ROSES, ANCIENT CASTLES, MOONLIT DANCES, ENCHANTED MIRRORS, DARK FAMILY SECRETS, BOUNDLESS LOYALTY, REVENGE, GOTHIC CATHEDRALS and hum GLORY AND GORE by LORDE, you know? ― ivelle, she/her, 21, eastern standard, none. oc. helena howard. female. she/her. ― i saw MERETTE ZAHN on the streets, you know? the 23 years old HYBRID (WEREWOLF-WITCH), i think they been around beacon hills for 3 YEARS, but i can be wrong… not like they can leave now, anyway. i heard a rumor that they ( want to ) STOP breaking the seals of lucifer’s cage. they make me think of MIDNIGHT FORESTS, SILVER MOONLIGHT, DARK MAGIC RITUALS, ANCIENT SPELLBOOKS, WOLF HOWLS IN THE NIGHT, BLACK LACE, SMOKY CAMPFIRES, ABANDONED RUINS, FLICKERING CANDLELIGH and hum RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES by AURORA, you know? ― ivelle, she/her, 21, eastern standard, none.