#oc lexi x fives

[reader6898]

OC sunday

OC Lexi

* Lexi works as a bartender at 79s 🍺

* she lives in a neighborhood that isn't safe and is trying to save up enough credits to get a new place

* loves meeting new people

* enjoys talking and becoming friends with any clone that walks in

* has a masif named Sophie

* is secretly a spy for the republic 🤫

* Lexi is close to the coruscant guard since she has them on speed dial at the bar 📞

*the guard is very protective of Lexi even though she can hold her own

*is skilled in hand to hand combat and is a weapons expert

* Lexi is partially deaf in one ear so she wears a hearing aide and uses sign language from time to time

Lexi X Fives

* met not long after the citadel rescue

* Lexi helps Fives get out of his slump after he loses Echo

* Lexi shows Fives that there's more to life beyond the war

* Fives dreams of a life with Lexi 💭

* Fives doesn't approve of Lexi spying but understands why she does it

* torrent company, minus Rex, love to tease Fives about his relationship with Lexi but he doesn't care what they say. He's absolutely in love with her ❤️

* Lexi loves listening to Fives tell stories about his brothers and their adventures

* Fives will do anything to come back to Lexi every time he goes away on a mission 🥰

* Fives prefers to sleep with Lexi in her bed than in his bunk 😴

* Fives learns sign language to communicate with Lexi

Tagging: @eternal-transcience @deejadabbles @anxiouspineapple99 @techs-stitches @wizardofrozz @wings-and-beskar @rexxdjarin @sinfulsalutations @523rdrebel @cloneloverrrrr @cw80831 @moonlightwarriorqueen @dystopicjumpsuit @sev-on-kamino @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat

[rootedinrevisions]

Masterlist: Twisters

Welcome to my collection of stories inspired by Twisters! Right now, the focus is on Tyler Owens, one of the main characters who’s brought to life in ways that explore his depth, relationships, and adventures beyond the screen.

As this section grows, you might see stories featuring other characters like Scott Miller and Javi Rivera—so stay tuned! Whether you're here for Tyler or curious about future tales, I hope you enjoy these stormy stories. 🌪️ (UPDATED 11.16.24)

TYLER OWENS (TWISTERS)

**ONE-SHOTS**

Painted Him Perfect (Tyler x Reader)

Inspired by Alexandra Kay’s song "Painted Him Perfect." Tyler and his soon-to-be ex-wife grapple with the stark reality of their crumbling marriage as she makes her way to Oklahoma to finalize their divorce. Despite the façade of a perfect relationship portrayed to their fans, her heartfelt video revealing their separation exposes the cracks hidden beneath the surface. ANGST.

I'm Comin' Over (Tyler x OC)

Ashley is sitting at home one night, staring at her phone. She knows she shouldn't call him. She knows it's a bad idea. But she can't resist and gives in. She sends Tyler a late-night text, and his response is immediate. Tyler arrives at her place and the two try to work out the issues in the relationship. SMUT.

Begin Again (Tyler x Reader)

Based on the song Begin Again by Taylor Swift. Just Tyler being a southern gentleman on a blind date to a girl who had written off love after her last relationship. FLUFF.

Drunk Girl (Tyler x Reader)

Based on the song Drunk Girl by Chris Janson. You and your boyfriend break up, and you go out for a couple of drinks to try and not feel anything. You start the night out with friends planning on just having a couple, but by the end of the night, you've had a few too many. Your friends call Tyler, and he steps in, making sure you get home safe. He takes you back to your place, gets you to bed, and then leaves. ANGST. FLUFF.

Noisy Nights (Tyler x Reader)

Tyler has been gone for weeks, following storms across the Midwest. When he finally returns home to his wife, the chemistry between them is undeniable. But with their best friend Boone unexpectedly staying the night, they'll have to keep their passion under wraps or risk being heard. As the night unfolds, the intensity of their reunion grows, testing their ability to stay quiet when every touch and whisper pushes them closer to the edge. FLUFF. SMUT.

Five Years (Tyler x Reader)

Five years of friendship. Years of silent longing. One night that changes everything. When Tyler Owens, a charming, rugged man with a penchant for keeping things casual, finds himself at a crossroads with the woman he's secretly loved for years, he realizes he might have waited too long. After one too many moments where you've been left wanting more, you find yourself torn between the comfort of their deep connection and the pain of being stuck in the friend zone. Tyler has one last shot to show you that he’s not just the man you turn to in the hard moments—but the man who can make you believe in love, again. ANGST. FLUFF.

Not Just Some Option (Tyler x Reader)

After years of friendship and hidden feelings, you and Tyler Owens, the charming and fearless storm chaser, find yourselves tangled in an unspoken connection. One quiet evening at home in Arkansas, the walls of denial crumble as the tension between you finally comes to a head. Tyler’s frustration with your reluctance to open up sparks a raw, emotional confession, forcing both of you to confront the depth of your feelings. As truths are laid bare, Tyler proves his devotion with words and actions, leaving no room for doubt that his heart belongs to you—and only you. ANGST.

**SERIES**

Twisted Fate (Tyler x OC)

In the aftermath of a devastating tornado that ravages her hometown, Lexi finds herself trapped in the rubble of her destroyed home. Years ago, she and Tyler Owens were inseparable until he went down a path of storm chasing and YouTube fame. Now, as fate would have it, Tyler is chasing the very tornado that has torn through her town. Miraculously, amidst the chaos, Lexi manages to call out for help, and to her disbelief, Tyler hears her cries. Risking his own safety, he navigates the debris to reach her, pulling her to safety just in time. In the moments of relief and gratitude that follow, old feelings resurface, reminding her of what they once shared.

PART 1 I Part 2 I PART 3

Chasing Us (Tyler x OC)

When Hannah needs a date to her sister's wedding, she turns to one of her best friends and fellow storm chasers, Tyler, for help. What starts as a simple favor quickly turns complicated as the lines between pretense and reality blur. With the backdrop of a beautiful seaside wedding, Hannah and Tyler navigate their growing feelings for each other, facing moments of heartache, unexpected confessions, and the realization that they might be more than just friends after all.

PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 5 I PART 6 I PART 7 I

PART 8 I PART 9 I PART 10 I PART 11

One of Them Girls (Tyler x Reader)

After a long day of Tornado chasing, Tyler Owens and his crew head to a local bar to unwind. At the end of the bar sits a woman who sparks Tyler's interest. Despite her initial reluctance, Tyler's persistence leads to a playful evening of banter, pool games, and dancing. As the night progresses, the barriers between them begin to fall and begins the start of something beautiful.

PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 5 I PART 6

PART 7 I PART 8 I PART 9 I PART 10 I PART 11 I PART 12

PART 13 I PART 14 I PART 15 I PART 16

Enough for You (Tyler x Reader)

After months of chasing storms and harboring unspoken feelings, the moment of truth finally arrives. When Tyler returns to the team with someone new by his side, it shatters the hope you secretly held onto. In the aftermath of his abandonment, you're left grappling with heartache, wondering why you were never enough for him. As Tyler tries to make amends for leaving, the conversation takes a painful turn when he confronts the feelings he never knew existed. But some apologies can't fix what’s been broken, and all you want is to go back to the way things were—before you let him into your heart.

PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 5

Never Left Me (Tyler x OC)

Lauren is working at the law office she shares with her fiancé, Jonathan, when she receives the heartbreaking call from her father about her mother’s passing. Overcome with grief, Lauren struggles to process the loss, and Jonathan is by her side, offering unwavering support as she begins to prepare for the trip back to Arkansas. As she packs, Jonathan notices her unease, suspecting that something beyond her mother’s death is weighing on her. The tension between them grows when he gently pushes her to open up about why she’s avoided returning home for so long, but Lauren remains vague, unable to reveal the real reason: her unresolved past with Tyler. The car ride to Arkansas is heavy with silence, broken only by Jonathan’s attempts at conversation, but Lauren’s thoughts are far away. When they finally arrive at her childhood farmhouse, Lauren is hit with the weight of both her loss and the past she’s been running from for eight years.

PROLOGUE I PART 1 I PART 2 I PART 3 I PART 4 I PART 5

PART 6

[mrsaltieri-real]

Masterlist/Rules

Hey, I’m CJ and this is my masterlist and rules section. Requests are now CLOSED. If I don’t feel comfortable/want to write something, I simply won’t.

As a general rule, my blog is Explicit and 18+. If you’re below the age of 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ MY FICS OR FOLLOW ME.

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

I primarily write for Mickey Altieri and Ethan Landry but I’ll do anyone in Scream with the exception of:

- Jill Roberts

- Richie Kirsch

- Wayne Bailey

- Nancy Loomis

- Roman Bridger

I WILL NOT WRITE:

- borderline non-con (dub-con is okay)

- Pregnancy/Pregnancy kink

- Miscarriage

- Male/Non-Binary/Trans readers (I am not myself, so don’t want to provide misinformation)

- However, I will on occasion write for GN!Reader

- Incest

- underage ANYTHING

- piss/excrement kinks

Requests are now CLOSED.

⬇️ fics are below the cut ⬇️

Scream

Mickey Altieri

His Perfect Victim series (Mickey Altieri x OC!Dahlia Levine) 🔞

Chapter One: One Door Closes

Chapter Two: Stay Away

Chapter Three: Rejection

Chapter Four: Friends

Chapter Five: Healing

Chapter Six: Textbook Victim (Mickey’s POV)

Chapter Seven: Beginning of the End

Chapter Eight: Scars and Secrets

Chapter Nine: Better

Chapter Ten: Hello?

Chapter Eleven: I Think I Knew

Chapter Twelve: Plaything (Mickey’s POV)

Chapter Thirteen: A Deal’s a Deal

Chapter Fourteen: Notebooks (Mixed POV)

Chapter Fifteen: We Need to Talk About Mickey

Chapter Sixteen: Lexi

Chapter Seventeen: Three Little Words

Darling Dahlia (Mickey Altieri x OC!Dahlia Levine

The Feelings Mutual

Hidden Figures

His Addiction

Bloodstained Lips(slight NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

A Bad Feeling

The Concluding Chapter

The Sound Room(slight NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

A Distraction(NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Mickey Altieri Dad!Headcanons

Til’ Death

Partner in Crime(NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Mickey Altieri as a Boyfriend Headcanons (GN!Reader)

Mickey Altieri NSFW Headcanons (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

When Boredom Strikes(NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Freaky (Bodyswapped!Mickey Altieri)

Raw (Pre-Ghostface!Mickey Altieri(NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

I Can Be Sweet

Sweet Dreams (NSFW,warnings within) 🔞

Messy Eater (NSFW, warnings within)🔞

Sex Positions- Mickey Altieri 🔞

Helpless and Ruined (NSFW, Warnings within) 🔞

The Switch Up (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Mickey and Randy

Good Boy, Meeks (Mickey Altieri x Randy Meeks)🔞

Ethan Landry

Ethan Landry as a boyfriend (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Coercion (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Stress Reliever (NSFW, Warnings within)🔞

Who’s Pathetic Now? 🔞

The Next Stop (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Pretty in Red (Ethan x reader x GF!Chad, NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Like a Virgin series (NSFW, 18+)

(part 1) 🔞

(part 2) 🔞

(part 3) 🔞

Stu Macher

Stu Macher as a Boyfriend (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

Billy Loomis

Billy Loomis as a boyfriend (NSFW,warnings within) 🔞

First Love, Familiar Love (NSFW, WARNINGS WITHIN) 🔞

Sam Carpenter

Sam Carpenter as a Girlfriend (SFW and NSFW) 🔞

The Girl Next Door

Kelly

Testing The Talent (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞 (collab fic)

Go (1999)

Todd Gaines

Wasting Time (NSFW, warnings within) 🔞

[loonatics-b1gf4n]

LOONATICS SHIPS IN MY OPINION

!!!!WARNING!!!!

This article contains my thoughts.

Contains gay, lesbian ships and oc x canon ships. If you don't like this kind of thing, please don't read. I also ask you to be respectful.

Also, I do not own any of the characters mentioned here. Contains characters either owned by Warner Bros. or other users. Only the characters named Mylene E. Coyote ,Luna Vester, Hannah Bunny and Frankie Runner belong to me.

If you have no problems with these warnings, enjoy my article. Thank you.

-SHIPS THAT I LOVE TO SHIP OR I LIKE TO SHIP:

NUMBER ONE: TECH X REV (TEV OR OTHER SHIP NAMES YOU USE)

I think it wouldn't be a lie if I said it's the fan favorite Loonatics ship. I think you shipped it on time (If you didn't ship it, no problem). It's my favourite. And it was my first Loonatics ship. Technically my first Loonatics ship as a canon x canon ship. Hehe, I was once an oc x canon fan too. Interesting information, I used to ship Rev with the character named Mylene because I had a little crush on Rev. That's why I ship with myself. … I know it's very cringe. That's why I still hate myself. However, I learned from my mistakes and am now a Tech x Rev shipper. It wouldn't be a lie if I said Tech x Rev is the closest canon ship. They acted as if they were a couple in many scenes in the series. IF YOU STILL DON'T BELIEVE ME, LET ME TELL YOU THIS SENTENCE!! Said by Rev Runner. Season 2 Episode 5, ''Family Business'' “Thanks, Tech. If you weren't a coyote, and a guy, I'd kiss ya!” DID YOU SEE THIS?!?!? I'm still pissed because DAMN WARNER BROS ONLY MADE 2 SEASONS AND LEFT US LOONATICS FANS WITH A LOT OF QUESTIONS. AND MOREOVER, THEY DID NOT GIVE US ANY CANON SHIP. Except for married people, they're canon, so we know that. God dammit. In short, it is my favorite and I will definitely ship it in the future. NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!! NIHAHAHAHA. Sorry. By the way Rev gay and Tech pan in my AU.

NUMBER TWO: LEXİ X DUCK (LEXİ X DANGER DUCK)

Lexi x Duck ship is among my favorites, but it's not a ship I look at much. Even though Lexi and Danger Duck's relationship seems a little toxic in the series and they seem like siblings to other people, I love that they are lovers. At least in my AU they are. And they doesn't seem to ship much anymore. Excuse me, but this is the truth. Or I don't see much. This is also a possibility. It's not a ship I can talk about much, I just like them together.

NUMBER THREE: TECH X ACE

Don't attack me. I love Tech x Rev with all my heart. Still, I chose to like this ship for a change. I hated this ship before. But then I saw some of their fanart. Excuse me, but I mean a little bit, there are 2 hahahahahahaha. Anyway, I said to myself, "I think they might be cute. So why not, I ship it''. Frankly, I felt like they had a platonic love in the series. It seemed interesting and, frankly, sweet. Only in the series did I see how much Ace actually cares about Tech. Cry though, Ace, because Tech chose Rev. Hahahahahaha. I'm sorry again. An interesting information (related to real life) is that coyotes are monogamous. That's why I ship Rev with Tech in a different AU, and I ship Ace with Tech in a different AU. This helps a little more.

NUMBER FOUR: SLAM X LEXİ

I'll just say this briefly because I'm tired and I need to move on to more oc x canon and the ones I hate. They are sweet, but I see them more as brother and sister. I'M SO SORRY WHO EVER SHIP THEM!!! I JUST DON'T HAVE TIME!!! I RESPECT YOU GUYS!!!!

NUMBER FIVE: TECH X LEXİ

They can be cute but I don't prefer to ship them.

-OC X CANON SHIPS

NUMBER ONE: RİP X KİT (KİT X RİP OR KİP) OC X CANON SHIP

The owner of this ship is @segamarkiii. I don't own this ship or the Kit character. The reason I like this ship is obviously because Rip has a boyfriend. Rip is honestly a bit of an underrated character. I'm sad about this, because I think it would have made the show a little better if Rip had been a little more prominent. Also, the fanart made by Segamarkiii is amazing. I hope she makes more Loonatics fanart.

NUMBER TWO: MYLENE X LUNA (MY OWN SHIP BETWEEN MY OC'S)

I love this ship. They suit each other very well. Let me give you some AU spoilers. Mylene actually changed Luna's life. That's why she's on the team. In my original AU, I was actually going to ship Luna with Tech. YES, I TRIED TO SHIP THE CHARACTER WITH MYSELF AGAIN, CRINGE AND SORRY. Now when I say this, what do you think? ''Wait, do you ship yourself with yourself? It's disgusting.'' No, my dear friends. Mylene and Luna are no longer the characters I am myself. I have a main character and an IRL character, which are characters that reflect me. So no, I don't ship myself with myself. Do not worry. Meanwhile, Mylene and Luna are a Bi and Lesbian couple (TOH reference hah). Mylene Bi and Luna are lesbians. I love shipping them.

NUMBER THREE: ACE X HANNAH

The real reason I made this ship was because I felt sorry for Ace. While everyone on the team was in love with someone, Ace and Slam were not in love with someone. Don't worry, I have a ship in Slam. Hannah is a vet and Mylene has a desert fox (named Angel. Don't worry, a picture with my Loonatics Ocs will come soon, in late February, hopefully) While Mylene is taking her to the vet, Ace sees Hannah because he also came. Love at first sight, they get together, blah, blah, blah. So I gave Ace a girlfriend out of pity.

NUMBER FOUR: SLAM X FRANKIE

I must say that this ship was inspired by the malewife x girlboss relationship. While Slam is very shy around Frankie, Frankie tries to flirt with Slam. That's enough to say, and besides, this is my favorite oc x canon ship. IN LOONATICS!! DONT WORRY!!!!

If you have oc x canon ship in Loonatics and if I'm not say that sorry.

-SHIPS THAT I HATE TO SHIP OR I DON'T LIKE TO SHIP

Before I give my opinions, I'm so, so sorry if you ship any of these. But these are my opinions. However, I respect you all, know that.

NUMBER ONE: LEXİ X ACE

This is my least favorite ship among the Loonatics ships. Again, I'm sorry, but I don't like Ace and Lexi being shipped. If you tell me about the scenes in the series in the comments, I can't really say anything. However, remember that none of the ships in the series are canon. I think Ace and Lexi are cousins, and I prefer that. We already know that Bugs and Lola are together. In this case, the possibility of Lexi and Ace being cousins ​​increases.

''They are cousins, they are in the very distant future, can't they have consanguineous marriages? Can't they date even if they are relatives??'' Of course, but I don't like that, that's why I don't like this ship. That is all.

NUMBER TWO: ACE X DUCK (ACE X DANGER DUCK)

I will say this, this ship may be sweet to you, but it is not sweet to me. In my opinion, their relationship is mostly brotherly. They already have a competitive relationship. If we look at it according to Duck.

NUMBER THREE: REV X DUCK

I'm not telling anyone not to ship this, but I see them as a brothers.

Again, if you disagree with my thoughts, at least kindly express your opinion. If there are any ships I forgot, you can tell me.

Have a good day, good morning or good night :)

[autobot2001]

One of The Happiest Days of His Life

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warnings: None Pairing: Lily Jones (OC) X Sunstreaker Description: Sunstreaker is eager — but also nervous — to propose to Lily. To me, this is something both Cybertron and Earth share, but like with different cultures on Earth, there are differences. Day 2; @fluffyfebruaryFebruary: eavesdrop @fluffbruaryuary: Engagement

Sunstreaker can't believe that the time has come and everything is going well. He knew Optimus wouldn't have an issue with Sunstreaker asking a human to marry him. Lily's parents are whom he worries about. Even while he's been dating their daughter for six years. He sits at his desk, remembering the conversation. "It's still surprising to see you nervous, Sunstreaker," Lexie smiles. "I-I want to m-marry Lily." The silence as Sunstreaker waits for Lexie and Mason to say something is unbearable. He worries he should have told Ratchet his plan because of his unusual anxiety. Even though it's been a few years since he dealt with it. "Sunstreaker? Shit," he hears Lexie, "Sunstreaker, calm down, it's ok." "Should I call Ratchet?" The two worried humans watch Sunstreaker blink. "I don't like that you still get anxiety like this," Lexie comments, "this worries me as you ask Lily to marry you." Sunstreaker takes a few seconds to realize Lexie says he can marry her daughter. "You need to tell Ratchet so he can give e you something so your anxiety doesn't become an issue when you ask her," Mason adds. "Sunstreaker?" The mech hears Sideswipe. He sees his brother standing beside the desk, "you ok?"

Lily opens the door until she hears Sunstreaker. "…. I don't know if I should. I-I…" Lily closes the door, worried something is causing Sunstreaker anxiety. Uncertain if she better get Drift or Ratchet. Sideswipe opens the door. Only he sees Sunstreaker is worried. I believe she was just about to come in. Sideswipe assures his brother. I doubt she heard anything.

Lily knew her friends would wait by the cafeteria for her the next morning. "… keep it simple," she hears Drift. The conversation concludes before the five know Lily has arrived. Sunstreaker hugs her and kisses her forehead. Lily suspects something is going on but says nothing.

With Lily having training this morning, Sunstreaker uses the time to talk to Mirage and Ratchet. Mirage smiles, hearing what Sunstreaker has planned. Finding it interesting how Sunstreaker still asks Mirage to help with romantic dinners if he doesn't want to take Lily out. He likes helping the two not have to worry about dinner and enjoy each other. "You going to tell Ratchet?" Mirage asks, "because I think you better take something to help your anxiety. It's better to be safe than to ruin the moment." Sunstreaker sighs, hating while his anxiety hasn't been a problem for five years, Mirage is right even without knowing his anxiety rose while talking to Lily's parents.

"It's been five years since you dealt with anxiety—." "No, I struggled to talk to Lexie and Mason the other day," Sunstreaker corrects. "Even after five years, this suddenness is concerning," Ratchet comments, leaving the office. Sunstreaker sits on the chair, hating that his anxiety is yet again a problem. Ratchet returns with a small bottle. Sunstreaker knows what it is. He listens to Ratchet give instructions, knowing it's what Ratchet has to do, even if he's giving Sunstreaker one pill. "…. but I doubt she'll say no," Ratchet finishes. Sunstreaker says nothing and leaves the medbay. He goes to his room.

Sitting on his bed, he looks at the ring he got. Nothing expensive but not cheap. He went without the femmes, which he hopes wasn't a mistake. Sunstreaker worried they'd tell Lily.

Lily notices Sunstreaker acting unusual for the next three days. She worries his anxiety is becoming a problem again, but why now? While the other Autobots don't seem worried, not even the medics. While figuring there's no news like the Autobots are going home for good — Lily knows that Ratchet would be displeased because he'd be leaving Audrey and Jasmine — Lily still worries something is going on.

Sunstreaker doesn't tell Lily to wear her nice red dress. Even though the two have dressed nicely a few times while having dinner in the small hangar, Sunstreaker worries Lily will question why. Ratchet already had to give him more of the antianxiety medication than just for tonight. Ratchet still came by as Sunstreaker was getting ready. Hoping to help calm Sunstreaker along with the medication. "At least she's used to seeing some decorations," Mirage points out, "and the dancing won't be odd. You going to be ok?" "I hate my anxiety is a problem again that I'm back on medication. Despite being an issue for the past few days. I should be fine." Mirage heads to the kitchen while Sunstreaker gets Lily.

Lily stares at the decorations, feeling like they're different from usual, but she's unsure how. Something feels different about this date, but she's certain Sunstreaker isn't looking to break up with her. Lily can't believe he'd be with her for six years and then decide they're through, especially with how they had to work on their relationship. This is a time she wishes they were bonded, but she knows the process is risky and even Sunstreaker refuses to go through the process. "You look beautiful," Sunstreaker smiles, kissing Lily's forehead before the two sit at the table. As usual, Mirage arrives with a cart right after the two sit down. Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken is one of the dinners Sunstreaker often plans, and it's one of Lily's favorites. Even with the medication, Sunstreaker is still feeling anxious. He has experienced the medication not keeping him completely calm before, but he worries the dosage isn't enough. Sunstreaker, you're ok. Sideswipe assures him. I doubt she'll say no. Lily's phone dings, giving Sunstreaker a perfect opportunity. "Really, Sideswipe?" Lily says, annoyed, "Sunstreaker?" Lily sees Sunstreaker standing beside him, "what are you—?" She stops as Sunstreaker gets on one knee. "You know when we met, I had no interest in being your friend, and now, I can't picture my life without you," Sunstreaker takes out a ring box and opens it, "Lily Kate Jones, will you marry me?" Lily smiles and hugs Sunstreaker. The two don't realize Mirage is watching them and taking pictures. He smiles, seeing the two happy as they kiss. "I take it that's a yes?" "Yes!" Lily lets Sunstreaker put the ring on her finger. She loves the silver double band ring with the round cut diamond centered on a halo. The two hear music playing. They know Mirage is around, but instead of calling him out, Sunstreaker takes Lily's hand, and the two dance. Ignoring their untouched dinners until the end of the song. Mirage got more pictures and turned off the music once the song ended before leaving the couple alone.

Sideswipe smiles, feeling how happy Sunstreaker is. Similar to Sunstreaker, he finds the past six years unbelievable. He's happy about the change in Sunstreaker's life.

[coffeeheartaddict2]

Realisations

Book: Open Heart (post series)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Casey Ramsey, F!OC Alexis Ramsey

Warnings: none

Category: Fluff

Rating: PG

Word count: 954

Summary: It is Alexis’s first pride after coming out as Bi- sexual and she comes to some realisations.

Disclaimer: Most characters belong to Pixelberry.

Authors note: This is in a way a follow on from Love in all forms. Submission for Pride Bingo card history

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It had been four months since Alexis came out to her parents and Tobias. After that it had been easier for her to be out in the open with her girlfriend Fiona. They have been very happy but they had made the conscious decision that they would not continue dating after High school. Fiona was going to Yale and Alexis UPenn and they both knew long distance would be hard and they wanted each other to have the full college experience.

Even though it was sad on one level it was also a cause for celebration, especially since they were still together for Pride month.

For Casey, pride month was very busy. For a bulk of her career she had been advocating and researching health outcomes and how they could be better not just for those in a lower socio economic areas but also the lgbtqi+ community. At both the Delores Hudson and the Naveen Banerji clinics, there was a number of staff whom identified as gay or bi-sexual so pride was a big deal for all the staff, whether they identified or not. This year, the celebration focused on the staff’s history with pride and how they have celebrated, as well as the other celebrations and acknowledgements of what work still needed to be done.

While setting up for the main Pride Gala, Alexis and Fiona came to help. Casey and Jackie were setting up a photo board of all the photos taken over the years of Pride celebrations. Some photos were clearly old, with some staff members clearly still looking like they were in college. Both Alexis and Fiona were shocked to see photos of Casey at pride.

“I did not realize you were a part of the lgbtqi+ community Mrs R?” Said Fiona

Casey chuckles, “No Fiona, I am as Heterosexual as they come. I have always been an ally though, you guys need to remember, I am old, when I was a teenager was a rough time, there was very little queer visibility and we were still getting over the AIDS panic from the 80’s. Some things are better now but still some serious struggles, depending on the state you live in too.”

At that point Casey was called away and Alexis and Fiona looked at the photos, Alexis spotted one of a clearly very young Uncle Tobias, as well as other staff and then Alexis stalled, she saw a photo of her, her brother Hudson and her mum and dad. She would have been five at the time.

Fiona was about to ask what was the matter when she saw the photo that Alexis was looking so intently at.

“I can not remember this, I look like I was 5 so that maybe why but I am feeling like an idiot right now.”

Tobias walked over and overheard part of the conversation.

“Ahh young Lexi, that looks like the last pride parade that you attended as a family. Hudson started his too cool to hang with my parents phase not long after and we’ll they did not want to leave one of you out so from then on your parents attended and you kids went to a friends or grandpa Naveen’s or Alan’s.”

Tobias chuckled when he saw the picture of him, omg I was so young he said.”

Alexis was still shook about how much of an idiot she had been.

“I was so nervous about coming out because I thought that mum and dad would dismiss it as a phase or hate me for it…. But this display. I had no idea how much of an ally they are.”

“To be fair, I do not think an lgbtqi child was on their parenting bingo card” said Fiona, “despite the research and work that you know they do, it is not really something that comes up.”

“True” said Alexis thoughtfully.

“As I said on the day you saw me Lexi, unless you betrayed their trust in you, you had nothing to worry about.”

The girls then went to see where they could help and Tobias went and tracked down Casey to go through the run of events. Tobias mentioned that Lexi saw a photo of the Ramsey family at Pride.

“They were fun times, we really should have continued taking both kids despite Hudson’s reluctance to be seen with us…”

“I get not wanting to leave one out though and it is not like you know then that one would be bisexual.”

“This is true Tobias.”

Later that night, during dinner Alexis apologized for not realizing how much of an ally that they were to the LGBTQI+ community and for thinking you would hate me for identifying as such.

“Sweetheart, we understand more than you know how harrowing things like coming out can be. It is not something we have done personally but we our hope was to be the parents you felt comfortable coming to talk to us, not about coming out but relationships and other potential sticky topics in general.”

“That is why I brought back the dinner as we knew something was up but wanted to show you how loved you are.”

Alexis smiled, “I love you too mum and dad and thank you for being so understanding.”

A few days later was the kick off to Pride events at both Edenbrook and the Delores Hudson Clinic. The celebration was a success and everyone enjoyed the photo display of the staff and their history of association with Pride and most importantly, Alexis and Fiona had an even more fuller understanding of just how important it was to only celebrate what has been achieved but to use Pride as a platform to continue the good work.

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[inviba]

Our Chemistry - Part 2

Mark Sloan x LexieGreysTwinSister!Fem!OC

Masterlist

warnings: death, dying, blood, slut shaming, OC has dating problems, sloan being seductive, death of a parent, burn victims, surgery

Me and the other interns run after Yang and a couple other doctors.

"What do we got?"

"A gas main blew in an apartment building. Five injured, some badly." Dr. Torres explains.

"Excellent." Yang says before seeing their faces.

"Horrible. It's horrible. Sad." She corrects.

"Marla Kristler, 34-year-old female, abdomen blown out, skull fracture, third degree burns over at least 40% of her body." The paramedic rushes the woman inside.

"Okay, I got this. Open O.R. two. Page Dr. Shepherd, Torres, triage the rest." The chief says.

"Yes, sir. Yang, you're with the chief. Go." Torres yells.

"One, three, come with me." Yang points to one of the interns and then Lexie.

"What about us?" I ask.

"Help Bailey in the clinic." She responds.

I blow Lexie a kiss and run over to the clinic.

-

I scribble things down in my notepad as I follow Dr. Bailey.

"Rooms one and seven are private and should be used for private conversations with patients, not for closed-door socializing. All carts are set up the same. Memorize where everything is."

"Will we be able to do procedures on our own?" The guy with me asks.

"No. You are interns. You are in charge of nothing. All procedures will be discussed and overseen by an upper level. All charts will be signed out by an upper level. And all patients will be looked at by someone other than you!"

"What if we can't find anyone?" I ask.

"You page them."

"Right." I say as she walks off.

-

I look up to see Meredith walking in the clinic.

"Hey. Are you working here today?" I ask her.

"I don't know."

"Great. We have no idea what we're doing. Plus, I was really hoping we'd get a chance to speak."

-

"Dr. Grey. I was wondering." I say as I stand next to her.

"Do you know where the thermometers are?"

"Do you really not know where the thermometers are? Or are you just looking for an excuse to talk to me?"

I go to speak but she cuts me off.

"It's a simple question. Are you an idiot or a stalker?"

I don't say anything, and she gets a sympathetic look on her face.

"Okay. That was a mean thing to say. I'm aware of that because I'm generally not a mean person. But I'm a person who just doesn't want to know you. And you are two people who are making that very difficult. So please, just stop making it so difficult for me to not know you. Okay?"

After a few minutes, I talk again.

"We're nice people. Okay? We are. And I don't know what it is that we did to you, but, you know, we have the same dad. So we were just thinking that a simple conversation—"

"We don't have the same dad. We do not have the same dad, Lizzie. My dad disappeared when I was 5 years old, and I never saw him again. Does that sound like the daddy you grew up with?"

I shake my head.

"I kicked a man out of my bed in the middle of the night. The world's most perfect man, who loves me, and I can't let him. And it doesn't take a shrink to figure out why. Because our dad chose you. So I'm sure you two are very nice girls. But I hope you can understand. You aren't people I ever wanted to have to know."

She walks away.

Definitely a fail.

-

Lexie and I are doing our charts when Meredith walks up to me

"Hey, I'm filling in for Cristina. So, how's it going?"

"I pulled a splinter out of a guy's toe." Lexie says.

"And now we're writing about it." I follow.

"Okay. Well, if you have any questions—"

"We have a lot of questions, just not about a splinter." I say.

Just then, someone barges in the E.R. with a gurney.

"40-year-old unrestrained driver in a rollover M.V.C."

"Trauma one." Meredith blurts out.

"Lost vitals on the scene, and we were unable to intubate."

"Lexie, Lizzie, come on!" Meredith yells, and we follow her.

"Open the intubation tray. How long's he been down?"

"Took ten minutes to load him, fourteen to get here, so twenty-four."

"Push another epi."

"You know how to intubate?" She asks me.

"I've never done it."

"But you've seen it done?"

"Yeah, a few times."

"Okay. Come do one now."

I go up to the patient.

"Visualize the cords, pull straight up, watch the tube go through the cords." She talks me through it.

"I can't see the cords. You should do it." I panic.

"No. You can do it, okay? Just don't rock up against the teeth. Just pull straight up."

"Pulse ox is down to 86."

I take a deep breath and do as she says.

-

"It wasn't bad." She says.

"What?" I ask, staring at the body.

"That wasn't bad for your first intubation." Meredith repeats.

"Is that some kind of joke? The guy is dead. He died."

"He was dead when he came in here. He was dead on the scene. He was dead for 15 minutes in the ambulance. He was dead before I asked you to intubate."

"You're pretty cavalier, don't you think? They brought him here for help." Lizzie says as Meredith looks up.

"They brought him here because they're legally required to. I had Lizzie intubate because I'm required to teach you, and that is how you learn."

"No. No, you should have done everything that you could." She continues.

"That was everything that I could."

"Well, what kind of doctor are you?" I yell.

"What is this about?"

I pause.

"If you don't want to learn from me, that's fine. But I have to cover the pit today. So why don't you do all of us a favor and go help Bailey in the clinic?"

"Fine." I whisper and walk off.

-

I turn a corner to see Bailey.

"Dr. Bailey. Dr. Grey sent me down here to work with you."

"Oh, she did, did she? And why is that?"

"Honestly, she didn't want to work with me anymore. She kicked me out."

"You can go tell Dr. Grey that the clinic is not a dumping ground for strays. We are not the island of broken interns. Please go tell her that." She finishes as she grabs a bag and walks off.

I follow her.

"Please don't make me do that. I can't work with Meredith Grey. I can't work with her because I can't look at her. Because she hates me, she hates my twin sister, she hates my dad, and she obviously hated my mother. Please just let me work down here today. Please, Dr. Bailey." I beg her with tears in my eyes.

After a moment of thinking, she speaks.

"Kid in curtain three needs stitches. Go."

I silently thank her and walk off.

-

"Hey, Lex, what does this word mean again?" I ask as I point to my paper with a pen.

She quickly jots down the definition under it and I smile at her.

When Meredith walks up, Lexie is annoyed.

"What?"

"I have your mother's death note here. Everything that happened on the day she died is in here. And I know because I wrote it. So? I'd like to go over it with you two if that’s okay."

"Yeah." I whisper.

"Okay, first of all, let me just say that everything that happened that day— every setback— there was a one percent chance of each of those things happening. One percent. And your mother was the one percent."

She pauses for a moment before flipping a page.

"She came in complaining of persistent hiccups. We did an endoscopic fundoplication."

"You did it endoscopically?" I ask.

"So it would be an outpatient procedure. We wanted to avoid major surgery. For what it's worth, I was very fond of your mother. I was very fond of her." She says as we share a sympathetic look.

-

"Yeah. This is a third-degree burn. You said you were cooking with hot oil?" I ask the woman in the clinic bed.

"Yes. It all splashed onto me."

"You'll be just fine. To make sure you don't get any type of infection, I'm gonna go ahead and page our head of plastics."

"As in plastic surgery? I don't want plastic surgery."

"He does handle plastic surgery, but he also works on burns like yours, and with it being on such a big area, I don't think you want an intern like me to handle it myself."

-

"You're the Grey that paged me?" I hear a voice from behind me.

"Yes, Dr. Sloan. There's a woman in bed four with third-degree burns. I've never tended to them myself."

He gives me a look before walking me over to where the woman is laying.

"Wendy, this is Dr. Sloan, our head of plastics."

"Grey, go get a burn kit." Mark says as he puts on gloves.

"Yes, sir."

-

"Your burns weren't too bad, but the bandaging may be uncomfortable." I explain to Wendy.

I undo the roll of bandages and begin wrapping it around her torso.

"Are you two a thing?" She asks me with a look on her face.

"Me and Dr. Sloan? No. No, no, no. We're not a thing." I laugh.

"I saw the way he looked at you. Don't lie to me, girl. He's is a good-looking man, and you seem like a very sweet girl." She laughs back.

"Uhm, I just met him a few days ago. It's not like that."

"You're blushing. Do you like him?"

"I don't know, ma'am. I don't know." I say as I finish her bandages.

"Ms. Bauer, you should be good to go. Come back to the clinic in a few days so I can check how you're healing."

"I will if you make a move on him." She jokes as she grabs her purse and gets up.

-

"And he kept putting his hands on mine and whispering in my ear. I felt like I was boiling in my skin." I say tensly.

Lexie sits at the end of the bed I'm laying on, eating an apple.

"Sounds like you have the hots for McSteamy." She jokes.

"I'm not ready for this, Lex. After the last guy."

"The last guy was the first guy."

"Yeah, I know. But I told him because we had gone on six amazing dates, and I thought he would understand. I woke up the next morning to a note of him calling me a whore."

"I know, Liz. It's gonna be okay. Not every guy is like him. Sloan seems nice, and I don't think he would do that. He seems to have the hots for you, too." She slaps my leg.

"You're hilarious."

"Did I tell you that the guy from the bar is Dr. Shepherd?"

"That's the guy from the bar? Your luck is shit, Lex." I laugh before covering my face with my arm.

"No. He's a good guy. He really, really loves Meredith. And he's good for her. He wants kids with her. He wants to marry her. When he didn't know who I was, he said no because he loves her. I know she doesn't like us, but she still deserves a good guy."

"True, true."

[lex-n-weegie]

Forgot to post this but that’s okay because I forgot her hecking earring 💀

Brand new Hazel The Bear/Fazbear ref! (With a tad of backstory!)

For the short version: she was specially made to cut costs for construction and freelancing around the plex. She was also made to be a very good mechanic as a just in case. Later on however, they decided to revamp her and turn her into an attraction to get more money obviously. She's Freddy's little sister, in both "age" and height. Despite her strength she's seen as the "baby" of the PizzaPlex, not that she really minds.

Poor little bear also has a gator who follows her and flusters her on a daily basis. What's worse is that she likes him, which makes the teasing even worse for her

[hellfirelover]

forever winter (ep. 3)

pairings: fezco x oc (belle)

18+

summary: fezco goes radio silent on belle.

sensitive topics (?): cursing, drug use, alcohol use

word count: 5k8

links to episodes: episode one : episode two : episode four : episode five

a/n: thank you all for the support. you guys are amazing! gonna make a soundtrack for this story. any song ideas? pls comment or message me if you want to be added to the tag list!

Just tell me what I did that hurt you so much

episode song: minty kisses - lucian x jade alice

Episode 3: gold and silver. lavender and mint.

An hour till midnight and only an hour at the party, Belle was already gone. Maddy wasn't kidding when she made sure whatever she did tonight she wouldn’t remember it in the morning. She made sure everyone followed suit.

Maddy and Natalia engaged in a cousin bonding session by snorting coke in the bathroom together. Kat and Cassie were pouring shots left and right. Every time Belle finished one shot and swigged down her root beer chaser, one of the girls was already handing her another shot. The three took four shots in a row together before making themselves a mixed drink. Rue took a swig of vodka with them, but once they made the move onto the dance floor, Rue decided to take walk around a bit with Lexi.

The crowds were filled with glitter and spilled drinks. They let the music fill their bodies and take over their limbs. Drinks were constantly filled. Bathroom trips frequented to hit off something the girls brought in. Belle was hanging close to Natalia all night, but found herself becoming more comfortable around the girls she once only knew as mutuals. She loved them and she felt love from them.

So much so that when Cassie laid down on the kitchen counter, Belle didn't hesitate to bend down and take a shot out of her belly button. The crowd around her applauded and cheered out Belle's name. Numerous strangers' eyes watched as the brunette, clad in silver, sucked and tongued the vodka out of the pristine blonde's belly button.

Belle never felt so powerful and so sexy. She never felt so confident. She never had so much alcohol in such a short amount of time.

Natalia and Maddy didn't stop. They were constantly jumping around, screaming out the lyrics, and dancing with anyone that made any lusty eyes at them. Belle was in a fit of giggles with Kat, who obnoxiously flicked her nose, as they watched the erratic coked up cousins grinding up on the same guy.

Belle held onto the arm of Kat needing the support as she downed the last of her rum and coke. "I need to take a fucking break." She shouted over the music into her new best friend's ear.

Kat put a supporting arm around her waist and lead her out of the chaos.

They ended up right back where they started, by the pool. The girls took a seat on the wet concrete floor and placed their now bare feet into the heated water. It was quieter out here and the fresh air was cooling down Belle's sweaty neck from all the dancing.

For a minute Belle and Kat sat in silence catching their breath and watching strangers swimming in the pool. A trio of girls were in the shallow end sipping on their drinks and talking. Two couples were playing chicken with each other in the middle of the pool. Another couple was by the latter, sucking on each other’s lips and pornographically feeling each other up.

Belle took her eyes away from the swimmers and looked over at her phone to check the time.

11:28pm.

Quickly Belle realized this was not her phone. The lock screen had a picture of Harry Styles and there were about 50 notifications popping up on the screen.

"Shit, Kat," Belle said with a slur and a lisp to her voice. "Your Tumblr notifications going off."

The short black-haired girl quickly picked up her phone off the concrete. She unlocked her phone to check what was causing the notifications.

"What did ya post?" Belle mumbled. She was looking at Kat, but half of her attention was on the nice feeling she was getting by swirling her legs around in the warm pool.

Kat shook her head and gave off a nervous chuckle, "Uh - ha, that's an interesting question."

"Can I follow you?"

"You have an account?"

Belle hiccupped and nodded sluggishly, "Yeah, but it's fucking embarrassing."

"Why?"

"I just read and reblog a bunch of fanfictions."

Kat's tight shoulders eased at her answer. "No shit?"

Belle's green eyes went wide hearing her reaction. "You can't tell anyone. I feel so stupid about it. Natalia would make fun of me for the rest of eternity about it."

Kat let out a barking laugh and Belle bit her lip trying to keep her cool. She knew she was drunk, and she knew her emotions were heightened right now and she could feel herself crumbling after saying something so personal and being laughed at. Kat would definitely tell her friends and she wouldn't hear the end of it. How could Belle let this slip? How could she be -

"I write so much fucking fanfiction! What do you read?"

Belle started to giggle as her emotions zoomed through feeling broken to instantly feeling validated.

Belle and Kat both agreed to keep their fanfiction love a secret between the two. They exchanged numbers and followed each other on Tumblr.

Silence fell again as Kat checked up on her Tumblr account while Belle took out a pre-roll from her sparkly purse. She lit up the blunt and took a deep hit before handing it off to Kat who timidly took it.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Kat asked, she had put her phone away. Her eyes transfixed on the couple that continuously grinded on each other in the pool in front of them.

Belle nodded and took back the blunt from Kat after she took her hit, ignoring the girl's brief coughing fit, "Kat, I feel like you can ask me anything."

"Have you ever had sex?"

It was Belle's time to choke on the smoke.

"I- sorry if that was too personal."

"No, n-no, just unexpected that's all," Belle waved away her apology. She took another drag before answering. "Yeah, um, I have."

"When did you have sex for the first time?"

"Junior year, after the homecoming dance. Cliche, I know."

"How did you decide you were going to have sex with him?"

Belle held the smoke in her lungs. She held it until it burned, and she was forced to let it all out. She handed Kat the blunt again. "Because I thought I was in love with him."

"Did you regret it?"

"Have you had sex before?" Belle avoided the question with another question. The drunk girl next to her didn’t even notice the misdirection.

She handed Belle back the blunt. Belle couldn't smoke anymore and burned it out on the concrete before storing the rest away. "No."

"Look, Kat, there's no defining way to - you know. Fuck, this is hard to explain," Belle chuckled at her own drunk fumbling words. "Just know that everyone will tell you something different when it comes to losing your virginity. Some will say to just get rid of it, it doesn't even matter. Some will say to wait till marriage as it's something special and should be saved for someone special. There's no right time, but there is a right person. Sure, I learned afterward how horrible my ex would be to me, but at that time he was the love of my life and if I had to do it over again, I, unfortunately, would probably make the same decision."

She smiled at her new friend, allowing the comfortable silence to crash down on them again.

Kat kept staring at the couple now using their hands in more creative and provocative ways. Belle made no notice of the couple. She became fascinated by the colors her silver dress was reflecting from the party lights. She kept her head down, trying to stop the world around her from spinning so much. Spinning and spinning and spinning until her body was fully submerged in the warm chlorine water.

It took her a couple more seconds than she would've liked to admit before her face broke free and she took in a lung full of air.

"Gotcha, bitch!" Natalia's loud voice broke through and Belle rubbed the chlorine out of her eyes before seeing Natalia standing in the pool with her.

"Minute before midnight! You still going to be my kiss?" Natalia asked as she fixed the silver star stickers on Belle's face.

"You're telling me you found no one to kiss?" Belle raised her eyebrows.

"I did but I much rather kiss you, boo!"

"30 more seconds!" Cassie yelled as she and Maddy jumped in the pool hand-in-hand. Kat slowly pushed herself off the concrete and slipped into the pool along with them. Even Lexi showed up for the count down with everyone.

"10!"

Maddy was pulling a stranger into the pool while Cassie put a guy's arm around her own waist.

"9!"

"Where's Rue?" Lexi asked looking around the now crowded pool.

"8!"

"With Fez, I think."

"7!"

Belle's heart dropped at the sound of Fez's name.

"6!"

"Fuck," Belle mumbled under her breath.

"5!"

She was supposed to have met up with Fez before the ball dropped.

"4!"

She promised him.

"3!"

"Get over here!" Natalia pulled her friend close to her.

"2!"

Belle's mind went numb.

"1!"

As the crowd screamed "Happy New Year!" the sky filled up with crackling fireworks. Cassie and Maddy kissed their random bachelors. Kat and Lexi laughed as they gave each other a friendly peck on the lips. In the middle of the pool, just as the red-colored firework cracked in the night sky, below silver and gold were merging. Natalia had put one hand on Belle's cheek and the other on her waist, pulling her in and kissing her. The pressure applied by Natalia's fingers and the swirls in Belle's mind made the kiss linger as firework after fireworks exploded beneath the stars.

Fez went looking for Belle that night before the ball dropped. He walked around the house multiple times but there was absolutely no sign of her. He had kept his eyes on her that night. Watched as she kept accepting shot after shot, her body growing clumsier by the minute. Watched as she grinded up on Natalia in the middle of everyone. Watched along with everyone else Belle bending down to lick the belly of another girl. He wanted to smash every phone recording that night.

He worried for her that night, but knew at the end of all her shenanigans at least he would have her at midnight. She was going to be his at midnight.

Fezco dropped back onto the outdoor porch couch. Rue was still there from when he left. Still just staring off into the distance with her arms sitting across her chest.

He tightened his jaw at what he saw in front of him. The pool was slowly filling up with individuals as the clock got closer to midnight. Fez checked his watch. It was a minute till midnight and there Belle was in the middle of the pool. She had promised Fezco she would look for him before the ball dropped. Yet, there she was.

"You good, bro?" Rue had come out of her coma-induced state for a second and looked over at her brother-like figure noticing the violent way he set himself up. Shoulders tense, jaw locked, eyes sharp.

"3!"

"Yeah, Rue. Fucking perfect."

"2!"

Fez's eyes narrowed at the golden-dressed girl pulling his princess towards herself.

"1!"

Fez's mind went somewhere that night. I'm not sure what he was thinking when he saw Natalia and Belle kiss at midnight. Anger? Resentment? Despair? Whatever it was I knew it hurt. His demeanor became sharp after that.

The very next day Belle fell asleep by the toilet. She had never drunk so much alcohol in such a short amount of time. The night had started to erase from Belle's memory while she emptied her whole stomach in the toilet. For the next 24 hours, she spent the very first day of the year sleeping, drinking water, and throwing up profusely. Her phone lay at the bottom of her bed uncharged and unthought about.

Meanwhile, Fez was feeling his heart being crushed. How could she not remember him? And how could she not even reach out to him? He knew it shouldn't have made him feel the way he was feeling right now, but he couldn't stop thinking about how she didn't think about him. How his whole world was swallowed by this new girl, and she didn't even bat an eye.

He didn't tell me about his plans to kiss Belle at midnight until later. I understood his hesitation to confide in me about that. Fezco wasn't the one to share the softness he possessed. Yes, he was kinder than most. Yes, he gave more than needed. Yes, he put up with my shit more than he should've. But despite how obviously a good person Fezco was, no one could see Fezco being romantic and spontaneous. And for Fezco to even consider admitting his feelings to a girl at the stroke of midnight on New Year's Eve... that was some damn Nicholas Sparks shit.

"Fez just answer the fucking phone," Rue yelled at the stubborn ginger-haired druggie as she stared blankly in his refrigerator looking for something to eat. The fridge was full and yet it seemed so empty.

The phone began buzzing for the third time in a row. Ash seemed to have the smart idea and not bother his big bro with who was calling him, but Rue liked to push. She closed the fridge door, accepting her fate that there was no good food for her, and picked up the buzzing phone shaking on the kitchen counter. Rue stomped over to Fez at the dining room table who was counting out cash with Ash and put the phone in his face.

"Answer her."

"Rue get that shit out of my face."

"It's been four days. Answer her."

Fez's eyes stopped on the screen that faced him.

princess calling...

There was a picture of Belle happily eating a chicken nugget popping up on the screen.

"I don't wanna talk right now," and moved the phone out of his face.

Rue gave off a heavy sigh, "Fine if you won't. I will."

"Ru-"

"Hey, Belle it's Rue!"

Fez focused on the money in front of him. He flickered through the bills but couldn't concentrate enough to actually count the cash. He was fucking pissed. Pathetically he pined to know what Belle was saying to Rue. He knew why she was calling. They hadn't talked for so long, but Fez didn't want to do deal with this all right now. He hated every time he was reminded of Belle all he could think about was the kiss she shared with Natalia at midnight. He kept replaying that kiss in his head over and over again. Kept replaying the way Natalia pulled Belle close to her. How she placed her hands on Belle so intimately. How Belle was so occupied with her own world that he ended up being a simple afterthought.

"Yeah, Fez is right here, hold on."

Deep in thought, Fez didn't have time to push the phone away as Rue smushed it against his face. Giving Rue a murderous look he took the phone.

"Hey."

"Hey," Belle's soft voice struck him. Four days without hearing the sound of her did more than what he'd like to admit.

"I'm sorry -"

"It's alright."

"No, Fez, you're angry at me and I get it -"

"It's all good," Fez interrupted her again. Her voice was too much for him right now. What was he supposed to do? Confess his feelings to her on the phone? Admit to the hurt he felt as she didn't come to him when she said she would? Admit that all he wanted to do was hold her and make her his?

"You've been ignoring me."

"I told you 'm busy."

"So that's all? We're okay and you're just busy?"

"Yeah."

"Fine. See you whenever."

The line went dead.

"What the fuck is going on between you two?" Rue asked.

"Rue you got your drugs. Now either shut the fuck up or leave," Fez yelled, slamming his phone on the table.

But Rue wouldn't quit it. "You are obviously into her why are you acting like this?"

"Yo, Rue, fucking quit it," Ashtray bossed, eyeing up the dark demeanor coming from his older brother.

"Whatever. You and Belle are impossible," She scoffed and left the boys to their work as she went to the living room, turning on the TV, and making herself comfortable on the couch.

"I'm taking a shower," Fez mumbled and threw the wad of cash he held on the table. He got up from the table and without a word left Ash alone to count up the rest.

Ash looked at the empty screen of Fezco's phone. As much as he hated Rue right now for pushing his brother a little too far, he couldn't help but agree with her. Fezco and Belle were being impossible.

Belle kept her worries about what was going on between her and Fezco to herself for a while. She knew she upset him, and it killed her to the bone to know that he was hurting because of her.

But the days went on and she felt an icy chill anytime Fezco let her calls go to voicemail or whenever he texted her "sorry. busy rn”. All Belle wanted to do was tell him that she lost track of time and didn't mean to stand him up like that. She wanted to explain the state her mind was in and that when she realized the time it was already too late. That she immediately went to go look for him, but Rue had told her that he had left already. That's all she wanted to say so things could go back to normal.

Her hurt turned to anger after finally talking to Fez on the phone.

Like I said before, Belle was adopted into a perfect suburban family when she was eight years old. They had lived in Pennsylvania at the time. Belle and her family didn't make the move from the east coast to the west coast until the beginning of her junior year of high school. And like with any move, tensions rose in the family. Her older brother, Matthew, stayed in Pennsylvania wanting to complete his master's degree in psychology. Matthew's twin, Charlie, had moved out with the family across the country, but quickly got his new place five hours away from them all. Her younger sister, Jill, had just started high school and was having difficulty adapting to her new settings. Her father was busy with work, the reason for the move, and barely saw his family while her mother was actively trying to control every aspect of the family's life that she could. With Matthew and Charlie not there anymore, all of Belle's mom's energy went to her and her little sister.

Fights were frequent between Jill and her mom at the dinner table. And when her father joined the family dinner later than when he said he would be home, the fighting turned into petty remarks that just sparked more fighting.

Belle’s family expected a lot from everyone in the family. Matthew needed to be married by now. Charlie should have a career. Jill needed to be better-mannered and a lot more grateful. Belle's parents were never shy to express the small disappointments of their children's actions. So, after witnessing the first verbal fight of the family, where her new father was forcing reluctant Charlie to play baseball, she decided right then and there that she would never let her new parents ever have a reason to yell or be disappointed in her. She never wanted to be the cause of their anger or disapproval. So, she worked her ass off for their continuous approval.

No matter how much they loved her and how much the family reminded Belle that she was in this family forever and for good, that she was their daughter and her siblings were her siblings till the end of time, she always felt like the rug could be pulled out from under her. Because regardless Belle knew it was different. Matthew, Charlie, and Jill were created for this family, she was simply brought in.

So, whenever a fight broke out Belle would shut down and allow the family to verbally work out their anger towards each other. Whenever anger was pointed at her, she immediately apologized and worked to make it up. It was the only way she could feel safe in a home that was randomly given to her on a Sunday afternoon.

"Yeah, you fucked up," Her little sister's voice came through the phone.

Belle had called her up as her friends from college (Natalia, Emily, Naomi, and Ty) were setting up the switch game console on the TV to play drunk Mario Kart in their building’s common room. Belle had decided to watch and not participate as her stomach was still dying from the amount she drank four days ago. She didn't know how they survived the way they did.

"You have to admit he's being childish," Belle argued back to her as she picked at the fibers of the couch. Her friends were shotgunning white claws in the background to prepare for the race.

"Oh, there's no doubt about it. All men are childish, but you did fuck up. I mean come on Belle. This man asked for your presence before the ball dropped. There's definitely some importance to that invitation."

"Yeah?"

"Belle, I love you but stop playing this oblivious act. The man wanted to kiss you at midnight."

"No -"

"That's literally all there is to be with someone at the stroke of midnight went the ball drops on New Year's. What did you think he wanted? To play jenga with you?"

"I mean I don't kn-"

"Would you have kissed him?"

The question struck Belle. Natalia and the others often joked with Belle about how much time she spent with the man. Rue wiggled her eyebrows at Belle whenever he called her by her nickname, princess. It was an unspoken fact that there was something between the drug dealer and the girl. Though no one point-blank stated the situation that was going on quite like how her sister just did.

"If he had kissed me," Belle said in a whisper not wanting her friends to hear. "I would've kissed him back."

"Do you want to kiss him?"

Her answer was stuck in her throat. The minute she said the words out loud everything would become real. Actions would need to be taken. She would have to do something about her answer.

“I think -”

“You’re sober tonight, right?” Naomi had abandoned the game already. She fell on the seat of the couch next to Belle. Her dyed green hair was pulled away from her face by a black silk bow. She made no care that Belle was on the phone. “You’re okay to drive?”

“Uh, yes I am legally okay to drive.” She looked at her friend in a suspicious manner and ended the call with her sister much to her dislike. “Why do you ask?”

“We got bored,” and Belle noticed how only Ty was playing Mario Kart while Emily and Natalia were scrolling through their phones. “Was thinking since it’s the first weekend of January and half the campus is still away; we got to take advantage and celebrate correctly. Want to get crossfaded and party in our dorm. You in?”

“Um, I’m down to smoke a little but my body is still not over New Year’s.”

“You got enough bud?”

“Enough for me.”

“So, we need to make a visit.”

The air around Belle grew thick. A visit would mean to see Fezco in the flesh. To talk to him and to see his face and to know exactly what he wanted to say because his eyes revealed so much that his voice refused to allow. But the girls didn’t think anything was out of the ordinary. They already poked too much fun at her for visiting the man so many times it would get worse if she confided about how much she was suffering from his silence.

“Drinking isn’t enough for you all?”

Emily barked out a laugh as she played another round of candy crush. “Drinking is fun when you’re dancing to the music and not giving a fuck that there’s fifty strangers watching you.”

“Yeah, we want to get loopy tonight together.”

“Absolutely gone.”

“Plus, it’s an excuse to see your boy,” Natalia joked, her eyes still on her phone screen as she typed a lengthy text message to a stranger. The clacks from her nails onto the screen were rapid and determined.

“Ty, turn off the game we going,” Naomi jumped off the couch and tackled the girl as she drove through the finish line.

Excitement chatter erupted in the girls as they planned what they were going to engage in tonight. Emily had stored her paints under her bed and planned to do some crossfaded art. Ty and Natalia thought that would be fun and began putting together a playlist to listen to tonight as they painted. Naomi was resilient in the idea that they needed to end up having a dance party all together at some point in the night. Belle thought all of this was delightful. A group of girlfriends, getting high together, doing fun activities without a care in the world. It felt normal. It felt real. And she would be over the moon to know she was equally included in all of these fun activities, but unfortunately, the giddiness of being silly with her friends was dimmed by her anxiety of facing Fezco.

She tried rehearsing her greetings as the girls rushed her out of the building. She planned to seem uninterested in the fellow as she started the car. She wouldn’t show how his disappearance affected her.

The whole car ride towards the infamous shop, Belle absorbed herself on the lyrics that were playing on the radio desperate to have her mind occupied by other thoughts despite the rippling anxiety coursing through her veins.

I’m more awake at night

Day-sleeper, like Snow White

We’re keepin’ warm in my bed

Me and my Sleepyhead

Naomi, Emily, and Ty sat in the back of her little car, giggling and yelling the lyrics out of the car window letting the crisp January night air in. Natalia kept her eyes on her phone, only occasionally looking up at her friend as she drove.

“Fuck!”

The three girls were in a frenzy as the rain started to pour down from the sky. Quickly they put up the windows before they got even wetter. Belle hastily turned on the windshield wipers. The girls continued to sing the song at their fullest volume.

Wake me up like

Sleeping Beauty

Peppermint love

I’m a new me

Natalia kept her eyes on the rigid driver, noticing the way she nibbled anxiously on her inner lips, and the way she picked at the skin around her nails whenever they stopped at a red light. She didn’t join the girls in their joyful singing. Natalia wasn’t even sure Belle noticed how loud they were being with how she stared out at the open road in front of her, the movement of the wipers on the windshield providing glimpse breaks in her deep thoughts.

Minty kisses

In the morning

I’m the cake, and

You’re the frosting

We could stay here

For a lifelong

Sleep in flowers

Live in love songs

Belle took her time as she turned into the parking lot of the shop. She told herself the reason for her slow motion was due to the rain. She was just being careful as she drove through the scarce rainstorm.

Parked, she reluctantly turned off the engine. She contemplated staying in the car. Fez said they were okay on the phone and that he had just been busy. Perhaps the new year brought new business. Though Fez never let Belle explain what happened that night. Never got the chance to tell Fez how out of sorts she was and that the minute she realized that she fucked up she went looking for him. Never got the chance to understand the true importance of Fez’s request. This could be the only way. To face him in person.

The girls quickly exited out of the small white car and ran towards the shop trying to avoid the inevitable soak. Natalia had taken her hand as they ran together through the shower. Before she knew it, they were standing in the middle of his shop. The bright contrast of the store between the darkness outside faltered Belle’s sight for a second. But she didn’t miss the smile Fez gave Naomi, Emily, and Ty as they greeted him before going in the back to meet with Ash, and how it faltered slowly seeing Natalia and Belle enter with their hands intertwined.

“Hey,” Belle pathetically blurted out, struck by the emotionless face she came across just now.

All he did was nod a greeting towards her before returning to stocking up the snacks by the counter. Natalia pulled her into the cooler room where the rest were doing business with the eleven-year-old.

The boy caught her eyes as he began the transactions. “You see Fez out there?”

Belle nodded. The anguished look was enough for Ash to understand what had just happened.

The broken brunette stood along as her friends happily got what they needed. She went along the motions, following Natalia close for comfort, as the girls raided the store for snacks for tonight’s adventures. During the brave moments, Belle allowed herself to look at Fez. He stayed in the same position each time, behind the counter his attention on crafting a message on his phone. Usually, Belle would be talking with Fez as her friends happily went shopping for sustenance. Or he would excitedly join them in picking out snacks or their munchies. But today he was secluded, and no one paid any mind to the different way he held himself tonight. All but Belle, who knew she was the reason for the change.

They all got in line and patiently paid for their individual snacks as they did so. One by one each girl made idle chit-chat with the soft smiling Fez until they had all ran back to the unlocked car, safe from the weather and ready to engage in mischievous activity for the night.

All of them but Belle who found that she couldn’t move her feet from where she was standing. Her clothes still damp and her hair only half dry as she stared at her friend. Her friend, who kept his eyes on the money in the register.

“You’re angry at me.”

His shoulder stiffened and he closed the cash drawer, his eyes still looking anywhere but into hers. “I told you. I’ve been busy, Belle.”

“You can’t even look at me,” The break in her voice startled him, but he still couldn’t find it in himself to look at the green-eyed beauty.

“I understand you’re mad. I would be upset too, but…” She stopped herself, biting on her lip to stop from crying. “You won’t even talk to me to understand. I- I was so fucked up that night and I didn’t realize how close it was to midnight until Natalia had pushed me in the pool. I didn’t have time to find you but when it was over, I searched th-the whole goddamn house for you.”

Fez hated himself. He hated how he couldn’t just tell her why it hurt him. How much thought he put into this stupid action and how excited he was becoming the closer midnight was coming. He hated how selfish he was being, letting his disappointment hurt her.

His avoidance was crushing, and Belle’s sadness turned to anger. “Fezco, you’re like… one of the most special people that I have met since I’ve moved out here.” She walked up to the counter, trying to force him to meet her eyes, but he refused. Belle swallowed down the ire bubbling within her. It felt like acid in her throat. “You’re being mean, and you know it.”

Belle said her final words and made her way out of the lit-up convenience store, planning for this to be her last visit.

She had just stepped out of premises, cold January rain falling down on her shoulders and face, when she heard the graveling voice of the man she had just left behind.

He had run after her in the rain. His eyes finally on hers, showing Belle the desperation he oozed and the sadness he held. The lights of the shop behind him illuminated his silhouette.

"I'm sorry, Belle," his voice was almost a whisper.

"Just tell me what I did that hurt you so much," she whispered back, taking a step towards him.

He tried to meet her request but couldn't find the words to say.

"What was so important that night?" Belle asked, almost pleaded, wanting desperately for him to make sense out of all this.

Where words failed, actions provided satisfaction. Beneath the fluorescent lights illuminating the rainy winter night sky, Fezco pulled his princess towards him, his hand on her waist and another caressing her face. The rain falling on her hair emitting the lavender fragrance of her shampoo.

The sensation and taste of weed and mint hit Belle like lightning. She found her hands delicately placed on his chest curving her fingers around his shirt fighting the urge to pull him in closer. His lips felt soft against her own just as she imagined in the deep depths of her dreams.

Fezco made sure to take his time and memorize the way she tasted and how it felt to have her lips on his. The way her lip-gloss now coated his own lips, tasting like watermelon. How the first impact was timid but quickly turned sensual. He loved the slight gasp as he pulled her close to him.

Pulling away from her lips felt like pure torture until he saw the bright smile coming from the girl and his body was filled with bliss. He couldn't help the smile that erupted from his face.

"That's what was you wanted that night?" she asked, a slight giggle in her voice knowing that all Fezco craved was a New Year's kiss from her. That all he wanted was her that night.

"Thought it was obvious," he said, imitating the giggle in her voice.

A car horn broke the moment and Belle turned to see her friends honking on the car horn waving at the two.

"I um," Belle said, trying to contain her joyfulness that was coming out in giggles. "I have to drive them they're already way too out of it to drive."

Fez nodded brushing her cheek with his thumb desperate to feel his lips on hers again. "Come back once you drop them off."

Her heart skipped a beat in this direction. Not a question but a direct request. She nodded excitedly slowly pulling away from his embrace before hurrying back to her car, a smile frozen on her face.

And she did come back. She went back to Fezco every time.

Episode 4: the comfort one finds in the arms of a lover

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Giving all of you some info on my OC Lexi who I introduced a while back. I paired her up with Fives so here we go

Lexi is partially deaf in one ear so she wears a hearing aide and uses sign language from time to time. Now, when Fives met Lexi and learned about this he decided to learn how to sign. Whenever he had downtime Fives would be hitting the holo net and watching videos on sign language and reading articles about her condition so that he could understand it better. Besides training to become an arc he's never worked so hard in his life. Once he was confident enough and the 501st had shore leave Fives went straight to 79s.

When Lexi saw him sitting at the bar she was ecstatic to see him as she had just gotten back from one of her own missions. Lexi said hi to him when she approached Fives and he said hello to her in sign. Lexi was stunned but also excited. The two of them talked to one another in sign for the entire time he was there and by the end he asked if she wanted to hang out sometime. Of course she said yes and since then they did everything together. Fives hopes that one day that this budding friendship can turn into something more but for now he's happy to be friends

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics (if you haven't written that many, fine 🙄😉) that you've written, then pass on to your favorite writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💜

Okay so I think I'm the first person to tear down my own writing so this was actually.... really hard? I think I'm probably one of the people who is super tough on themselves when it comes to the work I've published! So, this is what I came up with:

1. Rewind | Bobby x OC

My first fully completed long fic. Just finished it and honestly feel sad that I had to say goodbye to my oc, Zephyr. She's honestly one of my favorite OCs ever and I just don't know if anyone will ever live up to her. She's super funny and a complete diva.

2. Mon Amour | Youcef x OC

I wrote this because I was just super, super unimpressed with Youcef's route. I wrote it because I just wanted to see what his full route would have looked like had MC been able to be with him from the start. Giovanna has definitely won the jackpot here with sweet Youcef. A lot of cute banter is what I'd say you read this for but you can also laugh at my attempt at smut if you want.

3. Jurassic Island | ??? x OC

Honestly I haven't worked in this one in a hot minute because it's a side project that I only write when I'm able to. This is probably the best I've ever written. It's a Jurassic Park crossover and it's got everything you could ever want: Girlboss OC? Ian Malcolm Youcef? Dr. Lucas Koh brooding in the corner? Did you ask for Gary carrying a bunch of tranquilizer guns over his shoulder? TW: Character deaths though. I have no idea when the next update is but it's swirling around in my head.

4. Someone Better Suited | "Dylan" x OC

So this was kind of meant to make Dylan into an anti-hero, which I really had fun with. Dylan isn't actually the Dylan we know in the game in this fic. Instead, this kind of just makes us wonder what could have happened had we found out the producers sent in an actor to make drama? Dallas is sweet but has a hard time navigating through grey area as he finds himself falling for Alana, the OC.

5. The Other Side | James x OC

I don't like James romantically at all but you can really relate to him here. He's awkward, but he's charming. He's clumsy, but he's also confident in his abilities. He's really the James we deserved to know in the game. This one might be my favorite published currently to be honest. Well, until Lexi makes her debut!

*Replay | Lexi x villain!Youcef, villain!Tom

Adding this one but only because it isn't published. It might honestly be my most favorite thing ever. It's the most intricate and devious fic I've ever taken on but I'm really excited. Shameless plug here that a teaser for Lexi, Youcef and Tom have been posted :)

[princessmisery666]

Don't Pull This Thread - 8 Part Mini Series

Summary: Sam receives a call to tell him that his best friend from Stanford is in hospital. He rushes to her side and discovers she has secrets similar to his. Sam and Dean help her seek revenge till a revelation means she needs to go it alone and the boys need to focus on the job.

Series Warnings: lots of angst, sexual assault (described), fluff, smut, slow burn, canon type violence, language.

W/C: 50k.

Notes: switches between Sam and OC POV. Canon divergent but set around season 6/7.

A/N: This completed fic has been sat in my docs for 2 years. I wrote this first and then Sharing Dean Winchester spawned from the ending I wrote so I never posted this. My writing has improved so much since then and I had the intention of rewriting it to make it third person and past tense but I've never found the time or energy. Anyway, I read through it again and I absolutely love it, so I'm posting it as it is.

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Female OC (Lexie), Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Ash, Bobby, random OC’s.

Pairing: Sam x OFC (Lexie).

Betas: I'm sure @slytherkins and @deanwinchesterswitch have looked it over at some point but otherwise none. I'm owning all the mistakes I made as a novice. 😜

Parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8

Prologue below the cut

Lexie POV

Eight months. Eight months I had been on the trail of the vampire that killed my family. Zak, my high school sweetheart -- who was turned shortly after I left for Stanford -- massacred my entire family. My mother, father, Tyler - my older brother, Cody - my younger brother, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and a few family friends for good measure.

I’ve never been under the impression that I’ll make it out unscathed. I know there’s a distinct possibility that I will die in my quest for vengeance, that I’ll be severely hurt or maimed in some way at best, dead in the worst-case scenario. But the one thing I didn’t count on was the person who would be on my mind in my final moments, Sam Winchester.

I’d always been close to my brothers, Tyler and Cody, my mom was my best friend, and I idolized my dad. I thought they would be who I saw in my final moments . However, it’s Sam. My best friend, the only person I truly have left in this world.

I’m in Zak’s lair, five vampires staring at me like I’m an expensive steak dinner, and I’ve accepted that I’m not getting out of this alive. I killed four of them on my way in, so they are going to make me suffer. It won’t be swift, it will be painful and bloody.

Zak has allowed his followers to beat me, he has permitted two strikes each, but no one is allowed to bite me. My ribs take the brunt of the blows, and I feel them when they break.

There’s a sharp pinch as a needle pierces my neck, and I know this is it. Zak’s drugging me so he can bite me without resistance, kill me while I’m unable to fight back.

Sam’s face flashes before my eyes, his annoyed, serious bitch face, his shy, dimpled smile, his multi-colored eyes that I can never quite decide what color they truly are, his long brown locks that always seem to fall just right around his face. My last thought before my eyes close completely; Sam is going to be so mad at me when he finds out I’m dead.

Sam POV.

Six months later

The Impala has never moved so slowly. I know Dean is flooring it. I know the needle is probably in the red, but it’s just not fast enough.

The call I received woke me from my sleep. I was too busy being pissed about the fact they had woken me to really pay attention, but when they had said her name, I was instantly awake.

“I have you down as the emergency contact for Miss Lexie Walker.”

Even though I had missed the caller’s introduction, there was no mistaking the professional, slow even tone was the voice of a nurse.

I asked her to repeat the location and then spat it at Dean. The panic in my voice and expression told him something was seriously wrong, and he immediately pulled an illegal U-Turn to put the car in the right direction of the hospital in Idaho.

My leg is bouncing up and down, and I can’t stop it. I’ve chewed the skin around my thumbnail to the quick and if I carry on, it's going to bleed.

“Why does this chick have you down as the emergency contact anyway?” Dean asks, throwing a glance at me.

“She doesn’t have anyone else,” I exhale sadly.

I knew I was her emergency contact, she had asked me if she could use my name, and I agreed without hesitation. However, I never thought I would get a call to tell me she’d been in an accident and would need someone to take care of her for a few weeks while she recovers.

“Sam?” Dean asks, “gonna need a bit more here. We passed on a case to drive six hours in the opposite direction to go see some ex-girlfriend?”

I shake my head and roll my eyes inwardly. Why does Dean always assume it's about sex when there is a woman involved? I guess he wouldn’t know a platonic relationship if it smacked him in the face. I huff a breath through my nose, “she’s not an ex-girlfriend. We went to Stanford together, she was,” I take a breath and correct my use of the past tense. “She is my best friend. Lexie is ‘Digital Girl’, as you call her.”

I kept in contact with Lexie when she left Stanford, six months before Dean showed up, and we’ve kept in touch since. She knows my secret now, though she didn’t know it back then.

Dean always gives me shit for laughing at a text message, e-mailing furtively at night when I can’t sleep, or walking away from him to take a private call. He jumped to the conclusion I had an online girlfriend, a digital girl. I stopped denying it a long time ago; it was easier to let Dean tease me than explain about her.

“She’s real?” he asks, surprised.

“Yes, Dean, she’s real,” I confirmed irritably, “she’s very real. But I spoke to her two days ago, and she said she was in Italy, so how is she in a hospital in Idaho?”

The steady beep of the heart monitor is both annoying and comforting. I’m sitting in the chair next to my best friend’s bed, holding her hand. Though I hardly recognize the girl in the bed under the bruises, the only thing recognizable is the mousy blonde curly hair that haloes around her head on the pillow.

Her left eye is swollen, the cut on her forehead leading into her hairline has thirteen stitches. I’ve been staring at her long enough to have counted multiple times.

None of the Doctors were much help. They told me she had been dropped, literally, from the back of a stolen van on the hospital doorstep. She has two broken ribs, bruising on her face and her arms are marred with the after-effects of defensive wounds, so I know she put up a fight. There is a needle mark in the crook of her left arm, and that is the only explanation doctors have for her substantial blood loss. Someone or something drained four pints of her blood.

Dean enters the room, chewing the last bite of what I assume is a cheeseburger and slurping from a large plastic cup. He throws a box that says chicken salad on the bed next to me. I ignore the food and look at him with hopeful eyes, “what did you find?”

He stands at the end of her bed, shaking his head slowly. “The cops got nothing. No leads, no clues. The only thing they are sure of is that she couldn’t have caused her own injuries.”

I roll my eyes. Well, that was more than obvious.

“I, on the other hand, found some very interesting things.” Dean slurps his drink loudly again before continuing. “I went by her apartment; she signed a lease for six months, two months ago. She wasn’t in Italy; as far as I can tell, she never has been. Nothing out of the ordinary, but I checked out her car, too, just to be thorough. It’s a thing of beauty, Sam.” Dean’s eyes light up as he describes the car. “A deep purple fully restored ’66, convertible, Ford Mustang. It’s got a…”

“Dean!” I growl with a little more hostility than needed, but I don’t need to hear about her damn car. “The point?”

“She has an arsenal in her trunk to rival ours and enough books on vampires to be the sole cause of diminishing rainforests.”

He looks at me expectantly, waiting for something, but I’m not sure what. I’m too sleep-deprived and anxious about Lexie to follow his thought process. My lack of brain function doesn’t go unnoticed; he rolls his eyes and annoyedly replies, “Sammy, she’s a hunter.”

That doesn’t make sense. There’s no way she’s a hunter. I look at her in the bed, expecting her to magically wake up in this exact moment and explain everything to me.

“I take it from your expression you didn’t know?” Dean asks.

I shake my head slowly, gazing down at my friend. The longer I stare at her, the quicker the pieces start to fit into place. It could be true; she suffered a horrendous loss—her entire family. The killer was never found. Maybe she found out they were of the Supernatural variety, and that’s what made her leave Stanford so abruptly.

Dean’s voice pulls me from my head. “Either this girl isn’t who you think she is, or she’s picked up a new hobby since you last saw her. Does she know the truth about you?”

“Yeah,” I reply in a whisper. “Yeah, she does.”

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[maki-matsurra]

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Hello! My name is MakiMatsurra, but you can just call me Matsurra or Lexi!

I do writing as a hobby, as well as make music playlists for many different fandoms/characters I like. I also love to cosplay and just geek out on video games! I’m also a 22-year-old college student who is a proud LGBTQ+ member! ❤️🧡💛💖💜

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I WILL WRITE

✔One shots! 

✔ Fandom X OC

✔AU!

✔Short Series (Up to 3 Chapters, no exceptions)

✔Headcanons

I WILL NOT WRITE

✘Lemon {AKA smut} (This may change in the future {?})

✘Detailed Gore

✘Lime

✘Underaged Character x Mature Character

✘Incest 

NOTE: Keep in mind, I have every right to deny your request if it makes me feel uncomfortable, or I can’t write what you are requesting

Fandoms

💚 Hazbin Hotel

💚 Helluva Boss

💚 Cuphead

💚 Sonic The Hedgehog (Including Movie-verse)

💚 Spider-Man

💚 Guardians of the Galaxy (Movie-verse & Game-verse)

💚 Uncharted (Including Movie-verse)

💚 Red Dead Redemption

💚 Kingdom Hearts

💚 How to Train your Dragon

💚 Rise of the Guardians

💚 Love Live! (Including Sunshine, Nijigasaki, & Superstar)

💚 BLACKPINK

💚 EVERGLOW

💚 Aikatsu Stars

💚 Black Butler

💚 Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid

💚 South Park (High School AU! Only)

💚 Sly Cooper

💚 Spies in Disguise

💚 Impratical Jokers (Excluding Joe Gatto)

💚 Gravity Falls

💚 Disney Fairies

💚 Zootopia

💚 Detroit Become Human

💚 Life is Strange (Only first game, Before the Storm & True Colors)

💚 No Straight Roads

💚 Team Fortress 2

💚 Rise of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

💚 Danganronpa

💚 Steven Universe Future

💚 Penguins of Madagascar (!Human AU only)

💚 Resident Evil

💚 Looney Tunes

💚 Animaniacs

💚 Ratchet & Clank

💚 Sam & Max

💚 Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach

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Heated

Prompt - “I can smell it! You’re in heat.”

Characters - Jon Moxley x OC [Lexi Omega]

Word Count - 3089

Type - One Shot

Rating - Smut | NSFW | No One Under 18+

The Rigmarole: The fiction below contains adult theme and sexual acts. If you’re underage consider yourself forewarned and process at your risk. Some warnings are foul language / body fluids and the general sexual noises. If this you keep on going then please enjoy and remember if anything delights you that’s on me however anything that might surprise you is on you. winks

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Glancing around Lexi weakly tried to duck out of the hallway, not caring who’s dressing room she just slipped into and giving her current state she should have been more careful. Dialing Kenny again she almost hated her big brother when he got tunnel vision.

“Come on, pick up. Asshole, pick up the phone.” she whimpered and slammed her finger down on the screen when the voicemail kicked in.

“Fantastic. Fucking fantastic.” Looking around the dressing room she let out another longer whimper when she saw absolutely nothing to help in her quest to construct a suitable ‘nest.’ Since she would be getting no relief tonight the urge to nest was and hide was biting at her heels. There were no sheets or covers, pillows to wrap around nor large clothing to curl up in. Whimpering long and loud she sunk to the floor as a warm heat shot throughout her body and the aches started in earnest. 

Crawling over to a bag that had a cookie-ish smell to it she reached into her own jeans and pulled out a scrunchie and twisted her long blonde hair into a messy bun and bit her lower bit. It was rude and disrespectful to go through the talents personal stuff but the cookie-ish stuff was deep, relaxing, and smoothing to her frazzle nerves. She wanted that smell, sadly to say like her brother she usually got what she wanted.

“C’mere yummy smell, Iz promise Iz will treat you nice gently like,” so focused on debating on the smell she had missed the opening and closing of the door and of the man that now stood behind her. As she began to reach into the bag, intent on getting whatever held the yummy smell when a pair of strong masculine hands reached out to grab her by the waist and pulled her back and away.

“No no. So close, mustn’t let it get away.” Her phone is ringing but she isn’t interested in that, nor the yummy smell in the bag anymore because now there is a larger pool of the yummy smell behind her and it smells even more delicious than the little tidbit that was in the bag. 

“Oh, score for me. So delicious.” Trying to turn around to see the source of the yumminess she finds herself suddenly flipped across a pair of strong legs and it comes to her what is about to happen, what is actually already happening as she yelps out as a strong hand smacks her on the ass for a second time. 

“Wait my delicious, I can explain.” The hand does not stop and instead she props herself up on a hard thigh and mumbles out a count under breath, trying to ignore that her panties are becoming soaked as the hand lands for a total of five times. Then it stops, whether because her delicious has realized she isn’t affected or because she is actually amused she doesn’t know.

“Cheeky ass brat,” blinking, she realized her delicious has a grainy voice. In fact, swinging up to look at the face that she had desperately tried to get a glimpse of just a second ago only made her moan in agony now. Reaching up to trace his lips with fingers that shook a little she sniffed the air again and wanted to cry. The yummy smell she had been after definitely belonged to one Jon Moxley.

“You’re the yummy smell.” He blinks at her for a moment then as she moves off his lap her scent hits him and his eyes dilate. His lips peel back off his teeth and he makes a grab from her again, she doesn’t resist him. He takes his time in carefully sniffing her body, when he brings her a stiddle of his own lap he moans as her scent radiates the room. 

“I can smell it!” You’re in heat.” Nodding slowly she hummed as her hands dropped to play with the belt around his jeans. Murmuring softly she tells him, “you smell delicious.” She takes a moment to build up her courage because she has never dared to approach an alpha like Jon Moxley, she had always sought out betas for her heats. “I want to taste you.”

He only takes a moment, uses a finger under her chin to make her look him in the eye and asks. “What’s your name princess?” She freezes, if tells him the truth it’s possible he will send her away. Her need regardless. Biting her lower lip then his eyes darken and she can see the emotion bubbling up. Letting her hands work his shirt up and over his head she gasped, anger poured off of her. 

“Who did this to you?” There was a playful smirk on his lips as his hands returned the favor and rid her of her own shirt. “No worries princess Omega will get what’s coming to him soon enough.” It was her turn to freeze at the mention of her brother's name, blinking she almost pushed herself off of him. “Kenny did this to you?” His eyes hardened as he grabbed her hips and brought her back snug against him, “him and his pussy Bullet Club.”

Eyes wide she couldn’t help the laugh from bubbling up but a growl and nip at her neck turns the laugh into a moan. Wanting to be fair before this got any deeper she weaved her fingers into his hair and pulled. “Jon to be fair, I am a member of that pussy Bullet Club.” His eyes flare and he stands, she eeps and locks her legs around his waist. The next moment she is sandwiched between him and a wall.

“How princess?” Swallowing as his fingers reach around to unhook her bra, his lips descending on a hard nipple the moment he frees her breasts. Gasping out she thrust up against him, “tell me princess and you can have all the cock you want.”  Moaning as she tries to work her hips against the hardness of his jean encased cock she sobbed out. “Kenny, he’s my br, please sir can I taste you.”

Jon’s voice is tight and hard, “Omega is your brother. Is that what you were going to say princess?”  She can only nod and when she does he rips himself away from her and takes a deep breath then he looks at her and slowly starts to unbuckle his belt. His eyes never leave hers, his voice is low and tight when he speaks. “C’mere princess,” She moans in anticipation.

When she reaches him she doesn’t wait, dropping to her knees and unzipping his pants she murmurs softly. “Hello delicious.” Carefully with gently hands she extracts his hard cock from his jeans and can see he already leaking for her, the crown of him is swollen and she softly takes her time in licking every drop of pre cum, “that’s it princess don’t you waste a fucking drop.” Pulling back long enough she cheekily told him, “never sir. I was taught to always finish my plate.” 

He moans and she decides she loves the sound, then she decides she wants more of his delicious taste so she opens her mouth wider and swallows him deeper. She gags at first, more like chokes but he catches on to what she wants and has fisted his hands in her hair and starts to thrust into her mouth. “ Gonna fuck your pretty little mouth princess.” His thrust picked up from where she started to gag, he was by far thicker and longer than any male she had ever sucked before but she is undeterred.

He lowers his head and watches her through half closed eyes, “that’s it princess but fuck the sound of you choking on my cock almost makes me cum.” Then he is thrusting down her throat and she grabs his hips, she can’t stop the choking sound nor the slurping when he pulls back. ”Enough princess, the scent of your heat is driving me insane. I need to be in you right fucking now.” All her muddled brain can comprehend is that he wants to rut.

Taking one last long lick from base to tip she gave the crown of his cock one last lick before moving to stripe off her jeans and her soaked panties. There is a slick sticky line pre wetness that coats her and as she bends to kick the stickiness cotton to the side she feels his hands on her hips again. He yanks her backwards and growls when her pre-slickness slips down her thighs, His hands are up and cupping her breasts, “do you have a favorite position princess.” 

Shocked that such an alpha would ask but delight in a new and fascinating way. “Yes sir.” His breath tickled her ear as he nosed her hair, his hands reaching up to undo her messy bun. “Show me,” his voice soft but commanding and the moment she slipped onto her hands and knees he was on her. His hands on her hips, pulling her legs a smudge more apart then she felt the length of cock tease through her dripping pussy. Casting him a backwards glance she whimpered he corrected tightly but softly, “in a minute. I am enjoying this wetness.” Moaning she can only hang her head and thrust backwards.

Then his fingers are in her sticky pussy, rubbing her clit then thrusting into her. Once then twice. “God damn your tight as fuck princess. Do you need a safeword if I am too rough?” Her brain is in overdrive, the heat pains have started and her body has started to clench but still she is surprised he is being so gentle with her. “Stoplights sir.” Letting out a moan when his fingers slip free and there is a sucking sound behind her. Turning to watch in open fascination as he cleans his fingers of every drop of her cream. “You taste so fucking sweet princess but now it’s time I find how you feel around my cock.”

She is aware she lets out a soft scream when she feels the tip of his cock slip through her dripping pussy then he is thrusting hard and deep into her and she doesn’t stop the louder scream that tears from her lips nor can she hold back the explosion of slick wetness that erupts as he slides into her for the first time.

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Jon is absolutely positively sure he going to hell for this, hands tightening on the luscious hips in front of him he can only growl and fight back his own urge to cum as she soaks his cock in the sweetest smelling (and tasting) cream he has ever in his life had the pleasure of scenting. Let alone of fucking and he is going to fuck her, so fucking hard and deep. Even with her pussy still clenching around him he draws his hips back and grinds his teeth together, she is so damn tight it’s driving him insane.

“Relax princess, gonna fuck you so damn good.” She whimpers and lowers her onto the floor and just thrust her hips backwards at him. His cock is mid thrust when he snaps forward, hard and fast and it has her back arching- her head snapping up and another scream tearing from her lips. Working his cock out of her dripping pussy a little more, watching carefully through hooded eyes to make sure she takes him well and in pleasure he snaps back into her deep and at an angle. “Please sir, fuck me just like THAT,” she is wiggling hard back against and her pussy is drenching his cock.

Leaning forward, at the same time closing her legs completely and pushing her flat onto the floor he murmurs. Almost an apology, “this isn’t going to last long princess you’re too fucking tight and wet.” She only bucks her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, her screams are getting louder and he loves it. The on coming orgasm is unlike anything he has ever felt before. Her scent is suddenly changing and it makes him prop his a hand up by her shoulder, the other stays by her hip. “What’s your name princess?” 

His mouth is on her neck and when she whimpers he reaches up into her hair and pulls gently, exposing her neck and shoulder bare for him. His cock hits her at that angle she had begged for a before and it has her bowing upward into her. She manages out in a soft pant, “Lexi.” Moaning as he thrusts hard, feeling his balls starting to tighten he snarls out. “You tell me when you cum princess, understand. I want to fucking hear it.” She can only nod for him and noses her neck again as his balls warn him he too damn close in coming himself.

Reaching down and under he finds her clit and rubs, she wiggles harder onto his cock and screams when he manages to find a way deeper into her. She is clenching around him suddenly, moaning as she gasps out. “Now sir,” Closing his eyes as he increased his pace he felt his body tense and tighten all over and as  she screamed and her pussy bared down on his cock he snarled and jerked his hips upward and came. At the same time he bit down on her neck and shoulder.

Marking her. Owning her

He wasn’t aware of the minutes afterwards, or how that ended up with him on his ass and Lexi curled up in his lap. But the scent in the room of her heat was still lingering and yet the smell of sex was starting to overpower it. Smirking as he ran his finger through her long blonde hair she nuzzled against his chest, letting his free hand skate down her hip to thighs he smiled when she opened for him without hesitation.  What he felt had him pausing, “princess. We might have a ‘slight’ problem here.” She is trying to barrow deeper against him and he realizes he might actually have two problems. “Whattt?” 

Digging his hand deeper in between her legs he sighs and inspects his fingers when he pulls them free. Raising them to his mouth he licks them clean and sighs. “Want the bad news or worse news?” She blinks up at him sleepy and it makes his heart ‘thump.’ “Well there is a little bit of good news too,” she smiles at this and his hand comes up to cup his bite mark. “Well princess the good news is you probably won’t be suffering anymore heat waves for a while.” She looks adorable in her excitement in this.

“Really that’s great. Wow you give really great sex Mox.” Jon can’t stop the laugh that erupts, the pure undiluted happiness and innocence in that statement. “Glad I please you princess cause you’re struck with me.” She looks at him in confusion and nibbles on her lower lip. She reaches up to push some of her hair out of her eyes and huffs at him, “Mox my brother is going to let me keep you. No matter how badly I may want to.”

Growling at the mention of her brother he smashed her to him and snarled at her in pure annoyance. “I don’t give a flying fuck about your brother. He isn’t my mate.” At the word mate she actually whines and snarls herself, “don’t tease me. Please, you were so good and I never had anyone take such good after care of me before.” She is openly crying now and it guts him and he wraps her up in his arms and rocks her gently back and forth to smooth her, Placing kisses across lips, he murmurs. “I am not teasing princess, you're mine. I fucking knotted you now you probably want to nest.” 

Her eyes go big and her hand jerks down in between her legs and he slams his eyes close and tries not to think about her touching herself. When she gasps he opens his eyes and sees that she examines her fingers. Watching as she brings her fingers to nose, then to lips he moans as she tentatively flicks her tongue out to taste herself on her own fingers. “No leathery cookie yumminess.” Blinking as he reaches out to guide her fingers to his own mouth he asks, “Come again?”

She smirks at him, “your scent. It’s what had me going for your bag. The smell of leather and delicious cookies.” Sucking on her finger he narrows his eyes and nibbles on the digit then pops it free. “You’re sayin’ I’m a fucking cookie?” She only nods at him and barrows back into him, until his dressing room door busts open and Kenny Omega and his pussy Bullet Club come filing in.

Standing up he grabs his shirt and quickly but gently tugs it over his mates head, she huffs at him and pops her head up out of the collar and snaps, “hey now.” Knowing Omega isn’t going to let him dress once he takes in what has happened between him and his sister or takes a good sniff of the air. Smirking when the second option proves to be right.

He watches as Omega sniffs the air, then swings his head to in take the state of his sister then of him and growls. “Alexa what in hell did you DO?” His mate shifts and then brings his shift up to her nose and beams at him. She giggles happily and it hits him that as he reaches for his pants he has made her happy. “I ate a cookie.” That actually makes him choke, seems to confuse Omega so he asks for clarification. “You ‘ate’ a cookie?”

Watching as he zips up his pants, his mate goes to retrieve her coated panties and makes a sour face at them. She turns and throws them into the trash can and he wants to whine at the loss but he is amazed as she just slips on her pants under his shirt and hums at her brother. “Yush,” She tosses him a look and it has his cock twitching all over again. “It was hard and juicy, I decided I am keeping him.” Smirking as he reached out and brought her flush against his body and laughed as he whispered. “Just as long as I get to lick the frosting princess.” Her eyes light up in pure delight.

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{The Woman Who Loves Her}

Alternate universe: Oc x The Doctor

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Queen Lexie Smith Faceclaim: Melissa Benoist

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Summary: A short story about a Doctor Who Alternate universe timeline where my oc: Queen Lexie Smith is twinty-tree years old and is married to The Doctor (eleventh version), they have a daughter named Rose who was born in May 2018, but she is five years old at the time because she had made herself regenerated when she was almost one year old. There is a multi-verse where different timelines sometimes collide and Lexie gets visited by her husband’s other faces. 

Time-Period: Between the events of Season 12 Episode 5

The Doctor was facing down the Judoon; she remembered them from her past. The Doctor met a woman named Ruth that was actually her. Another version of her. Of The Doctor. She was shocked and confused. Once they beats the Judoon together, Ruth brought her back to where her TARDIS was. The Doctor walked back to meet up with Yaz and Ryan. She stepped into the TARDIS, and the doors closed shut behind her. The TARDIS started to go crazy and teleported to Paris while the Doctor held onto a railing. Finally, the TARDIS lands, and the Doctor peaks out the doors as she looks around again and wonders if this day could get more confusing. She was in a cute apartment, and she went over to a picture frame. She saw the beautiful face of her second wife with her eleventh face. And a little girl. The Doctor smiles and whips a tear away, mumbles to herself, “I’m a dad again. Well, mom..” The Doctor heard a bag drop, and she turned around with her sonic out. Then she looked harder and smiled as she saw who it was. “Lexie!” The Doctor ran over to her and hugged her. 

Lexie was merely confused, she felt like she knew this woman, and she was hugging back the woman who seemed like she knew her. Lexie looks at The Doctor in the eyes and outfit as The Doctor waits for her to get it. Lexie looked into her eyes and saw the eyes she had been looking into for three years. It was The Doctor, and he was a female. Lexie squeezed her now tightly. “Doctor...You regenerated again?”

“Yes and no, Lexie. I'm not from your timeline. You remember you met twelve. Is it me thirteenth or fourteenth now? Or even fifteenth!” The Doctor said excitedly as she spins around with Lexie. 

“Fifteenth?!” Lexie looks very confused, but then right there as fifteen comes out, Lexie has her visions, and her head begins to hurt badly, and she gets them all at once. The Woman Doctor was meeting the new Master, and Captain Jack was meeting the new companions. Lexie had to sit down on the couch and rub her head. The Doctor went into the kitchen and got some water. 

Rose was watching concerned, and she secretly followed her mom? To the kitchen. She looks into the kitchen curiously. The Doctor looked out of the corner of her eye, and she knew when she was being watched. She looks fast at Rose from the concern. “Hello there?” Rose shyly hid, and The Doctor went over carefully. “Hey, don’t worry, little princess. Daddy is still here. I’m here because of timey wimey stuff.” Rose giggles and smiles as she hugs the woman Doctor. 

The Doctor took Rose and the glass of water back to Lexie, who seemed to be done with all the visions. Lexie looked at Doctor. “Captain Jack Hardness was in my visions, and there is more to come, Doctor. Is Ruth another Doctor? This is all so confusing.”

The Doctor nods, and she gives Rose back to Lexie and looks at Lexie. “I know, I have to go now. No time to explain. Timelines can’t stay like this..”

Lexie frowned and hugged the woman. The woman who was now The Doctor and Lexie loved her all the same. They embrace each other, and then The Doctor walks away back into her TARDIS while she blows a kiss as she teleports back to Yaz, Ryan, and Graham. She looks sad but also happy. The fam asked what happened. She explained what had happened to her but did not mention Lexie. They headed back into the TARDIS and teleported away.

The End

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Beyond Seduction

Summary: Isobella Tennant wants her independence but society dictates she must conform to their ways. Sam Winchester is the most sought after artist in London and one of its most notorious rakes. He also has a secret he’s kept hidden. They come together with their own agendas and find something more than either expected.

Pairing: Artist!Sam Winchester x Isobella Tennant

Word Count: 3137

Warnings: Cursing, appearance shaming, low self esteem, dominating mother, attempted abduction and assault

A/N: for #OC Apprecation Day 2020 #OC’s are People Too

A/N II: Few months ago I came across a stash of old romance novels I’ve had for umpteen years when I had this idea for a series with Sam Winchester. I had been playing with for a while, getting nowhere, and one evening I was watching Thomas Kinkade’s Christmas Cottage with Jared Padalecki and viola Artist!Sam.    Not an original title but I liked the sound of it.

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London 1875

December 21

“Your daughter will marry my son by lent.” Arthur Ketch forcefully stated as he stood in front of the drawing room window.

“Of course Isobella will marry Ernest, but it’s impossible to do it that soon,” Lavinia Tennant, the Duchess of Monmouth huffed out, running her hand down the over skirt of her terre D'Egypte dress trying to hide nervousness running through her, “but she is the only daughter of the Duke of Monmouth, it will take at least a year to plan once the bannes have been read.”

“I have given you too much leeway already Lavi and will not have my son wait any longer,” Ketch said calmly, calling her the beloved nickname her husband gave her on their wedding night. Walking over and reaching out to stroke her cheek, watching with satisfaction as she trembled when he grabbed her arm instead, “or I will go to your husband about us.”

It wasn’t the first time he had inferred he would do it but there was something more in his tone this time.

Ketch’s roughness had been exciting, eliciting intense pleasures she had never felt and had come to crave. He was a far cry from her husband, who possessed a loving countenance and even temperament.

She couldn’t initially understand why Ketch hadn’t been accepted by their society. He was intelligent, charming and a Baron after all, even if the title had been bought by his father, who had been in the coal trade.

It was when she tried to end their affair his true intentions surfaced. Ketch had pursued her for the political advancement of his only son Ernest, who worked for Lavinia’s husband in Parliament.

Ketch planned to make his son Prime Minister of England and the Duke of Monmouth’s connections were his ticket. Blackmailing the duchess into forcing her only daughter Isobella to marry Ernest would solidify his position in society.

“I’ve instructed Ernest to propose again at your party in two weeks and she better not refuse him this time, you’ll make sure of that I have no doubt.” Ketch’s menacing tone said it all, he would follow through on his threat this time.

New Years Eve

“I hear he is indeed very talented,” Alexandra Pembrook informs her companion as they strolled into the library, stopping in front of the newly unveiled portrait of David Tennant, the Duke of Monmouth, “and not just as a painter according to Lady Vance.”

Isobella Tennant looked at her friend raising an eyebrow, “Since when do you listen to the idol gossip of Beatrice Vance? I thought you two weren’t speaking.”

“That juicy tidbit came by way of her ladies maid. Apparently, she overheard Beatrice telling Lady Lucas how her husband came home unexpectedly and almost caught them In flagrante delicto.”

“This is why I’m happy that I got Katie, she would never gossip about any goings on in this household.” Isobella firmly stated.

Katie had been her mother’s governess before becoming hers and then ladies maid after she was presented in society. Katie moved slower with age and hard of hearing so if anything scandalous was said in her presence, she’d never hear it anyways.

“I also heard he spent three months pursuing Lady De Burgh,” Isobella squinted slightly, trying to place the woman, “you know, Queen Victoria’s newest lady-in-waiting. Palace gossip is that he likes to savor his quarry like delicate morsels, bit by bit.”  She licked her lips in emphasis, “Too bad he didn’t see you when he was here, I’d bet my new phaeton he would’ve been more than up for the challenge of obtaining you.”

“Lexi!” Isobella gasped, using her best friend since they were both in pram’s nickname, trying to sound scandalized at the implication but grinned at her knowing the notorious Sam Winchester, who she only saw briefly once while her father was sitting for him, wouldn’t have noticed her even if he sat on her.

She did not possess the in favor looks like Lexi; golden blond hair, cornflower blue eyes and envious curves that were enhanced by the fashions of the day, that seemed to tempt him judging by his preferred quarry.

Isobella or Izzy, as everyone but her mother called her, had inherited her grandmother Tennant’s shock of long, thick, unruly copper gold hair, as did her four brothers, who at least had the fortune of being able to keep theirs shorn short, and pale skin covered in cinnamon freckles for days. What couldn’t be overlooked by anyone was, like her brothers, she was tall.

So tall in fact, she stood at least half a head and, in some cases, a full head taller than most of the men in their acquaintance. Her only redeeming qualities, according to her mother, was her title of Lady Tennant and the inheritance that came with it.

Despite being the plainest deb to enter society in years when she was eighteen, Isobella had a line of suitors and was greatly admired for her kindness, quick wit, and intelligence, especially in debate, having learned the skill at her father’s knee.

Now her admirers had drastically fallen away. It seemed what was admired in the girl wouldn’t be tolerated in the woman.

Isabella’s options were dwindling as she was no longer a blossoming flower in society, being just a few months away from turning twenty three.  

“Lexi, what kind of scandal could I get into, it’s not like I’ve got suitors beating down my door anymore.”

Lexi looked fondly at her best friend. She didn’t understand what had happened to all of Izzy’s admirers either. Her place in society and her illustrious title as the only daughter of the Duke of Monmouth had drawn a lot of the lesser ranking gentleman showing interest but she knew her friend well enough that their status wouldn’t matter to her if they actually loved her.

“You know Ernest is planning on asking again tonight.”

“You know I will decline again.”

“I can’t understand why you keep turning him down Izzy. He is dependable, would give you everything…”

“You know I love Ernest like a brother but there is no way we could make a go of it. He is too placid and I’m…”

“A damn handful, especially when that hard head of yours gets an idea. I didn’t love Pembrook when I agreed to marry him but now…I can’t imagine my life without him.”

“What I want is a man who will love me as is, let me be myself, not expect me to change for the sake of their ego.”

January 10

“Isobella Tennant, tell me that what I heard is not true!” Lavinia yelled as she swept into the breakfast nook.

Izzy and her father both looked up at the overwrought duchess. “Heard what mother?”

“That you were seen racing Ambrose Murdoch on the commons in a pair of breeches!”

“He said Boudicia couldn’t be as quick as his hunter being a mare…”

“And you were riding astride like some common…”

“… I wasn’t gonna let him get away with insulting my horse!”

“Horses, horses, horses! That’s all you think about! It’s time you stop messing with those animals and start breeding my next grandchild!”

“Lavinia! Don’t speak to our daughter that way.”

“David, I need to speak to you privately.” The duchess replied through her clenched teeth.

***

“Our daughter has turned down Ernest again, he is her last chance of getting married and it’s time you put your foot down and insist on her accepting him.” The Duke opened his mouth to say something, “No David, no more excuses. I know she is your favorite for some unfathomable reason and you’ve coddled her for far to long. She is not a fresh candidate anymore and with her plain looks and stubbornness finding another man to marry her…”

The Duke sighed as she droned on about Izzy turning out to be such a disappointment, too strong willed and independent for a woman, saddened that his wife had such a low opinion of their only daughter.

Isobella had always marched to her own beat, which was completely out of tune with her mother’s, long ago learning how to appease her vanity when it became apparent Izzy would not be the beauty her mother had been in her day.

Lavinia Emerson had been the most sought after debutante of her day, possessing luxurious blond locks, chocolate brown eyes and acres of creamy skin encasing a figure that, even after bearing five children, still turned heads.

When she accepted his proposal, David Tennant was under no illusion it was for anything other than for his title as the future Duke of Monmouth. But over the years she had come to love him and they had a good marriage, raising four fine son’s, all married with families of their own except Richard, the youngest at nineteen.

And yes, Izzy was his favorite, not because she was the only girl but she reminded him of his mother, she had that same free spirit but hadn’t above changing her ways for the sake of her family, as he was sure Izzy would once she was married.

“We’ve discussed this before and it’s time to tell her.”

As much as he hated to admit it, she was right, if she didn’t accept Ernest, who was an upstanding gentleman despite who his father was; Isobella would end up either alone, being exiled to the edge of good society and tainting her brother’s families or forced to marry anyone who would be willing to take her at her age.

Two nights later

Izzy stared out the large window still unable to comprehend the ultimatum her parents had given her.

Marry Ernest or loose Katie, her horses, and her freedom.

Her father knew what it would do to her under this virtual house arrest, to be at her mother’s by your leave and constant verbal assaults.

It would’ve been kinder to send her to a nunnery.

She thought about her visit to Lexi earlier that day.

“What choice do you have Izzy, you have to marry Ernest, you’d lose your sanity if your mother takes over complete control of your life.”

“If I’m gonna consider giving up my life, there’s one last thing I want to do and you’re going with me.”

Lexi sat up, “One last prank?”

Changing into the god awful orange servants dress she had wriggled from Lexi, Izzy ran down the servants staircase and out their entrance at the back of the house and hailed a hack to take her to Lexi’s and then the music hall.

Izzy walked hurriedly along the quiet streets after the variety shows had let out. She had been unable to find another hack after Lexi left for home so she was forced to start walking. It wasn’t the safest thing for anyone to do at night, especially an unaccompanied woman.

She was almost to the back gate of the grounds when she was grabbed by a man hiding in the shadows.

~~~

Sam Winchester pushed his hands deeper into his coat pockets, not actually cold from the night air turning chilly but disconsolate; it was his periodic companion. This last eighteen months all he had produced was portraits of London’s elite citizens, nothing inspiring him to create anything original, which gave him his fame in the first place.

He had decided to walk for a bit after leaving the Duke of Monmouth’s having repaired the loose corner of the frame around the portrait of said man. He liked the Duke, he possessed a sarcastic humor and  was personable.

For a Tory.

Sam was halfway along the high wall surrounding the vast estate when he heard a rough voice hissing in the shadows, “Stop struggling bitch or I’ll give it to you far worse.”

He ran to the end of the wall remembering there was an alleyway leading to a back entrance. Pausing at the opening he was thankful a gas light was nearby illuminating a burly man struggling to hang onto a woman in a hideous orange dress who was putting up one hell of a fight to get away.

“Hey, let her go!” Sam shouted, rushing towards them.

“Fuck off, this ones mine!” He yelled, shoving her to the ground.

Sam swung his large fist smashing into the stranger’s face. He grabbed his bloody nose for a monument and then threw a surprise right hook making contact with Sam’s left temple briefly stunning him and making his getaway.

“Bastard,” Sam spit out, rubbing his head knowing he’d probably have a headache later. He turned to the woman on the ground. She had drawn her legs up, arms wrapped around her legs shaking.

“Are you alright?” He asked as he stepped towards her causing her to start crawling backwards away from him till she bumped into the wall.

Sam squatted down in front of her, holding his hands out in a peaceful gesture and spoke softly to her, “ I’m not gonna hurt you Miss, I want to make sure you’re not hurt, can you nod if you understand me.”

She nodded once, finally looking up from the ground at him.

Sam’s breath caught.

Even under the dim gas light he could make out her unique features and felt that particular skittering under his skin urging him to grab a brush and create like he hadn’t in a very long time.

“I’m Sam Winchester,” standing up he holds out his right hand to her.

“Is..Izzy Morgan.” She replies, taking his outstretched hand. A sensation rippled throughout her in a way she never had with any man, not even with Lord Greyson.

He was the only man Izzy had freely offered herself to and had rejected her in a not so polite manner, publicly gossiping about her attempted seduction of him. It was quickly quashed by her brothers paying him a brief visit.

Sam released her hand, staring intently as he lightly ran his long fingers along her jaw, tracing the contours of; her forehead, curved cheekbones, full lips and nondescript nose, fascinated with the freckles he could just make out in the dim, scattered on her soft skin.

If only it wasn’t so dark to make out the color of her eyes but that hair, absolutely wondrous! He dropped his hand and picked up the tendrils that had come loose running them between his fingers fascinated that it was silky, not wiry, with its kinkiness as he assumed.

She was plain and exquisite at the same time.

“I would love to paint you if you’ll allow me,” she scrunched her forehead confused, “could you ask your employer for time off?”

“You want to paint me, why?”

Sam dropped the hand still playing with her hair and pulled from his coat pocket his card to show he was serious.

“I will pay you generously for your time. If you like I can speak..”

“No! I’m sorry but it’s impossible,” Izzy hurried to the gate and opened it, “thank you for helping me, I am grateful..”

“Then repay it by posing for me.” Sam deepens his whiskey-honeyed voice and watches as she shivered, reacting to it as he hoped.

“I’m sorry but I can’t.”

~~~

Izzy awoke late the next morning exhausted from her previous night’s adventures. She shuddered feeling the bruises acquired during the struggle with her would be rapist.

The door to her bedroom opened and a younger woman she didn’t recognize entered carrying a tray of tea and a light breakfast.

“Good morning my lady, I wasn’t sure what you would like so I bought a few things. Please let me know what you prefer.”

“Who are you and where is Katie?”

“I’m Margaret, your mother engaged me to be your ladies maid. I was informed that Katie decided to leave and be with her sister in Brighton, my lady.”

“Please take the tray, I only have tea in the mornings and pull out my dark brown riding habit. I’ll dress myself today and will be gone till dinner, thank you.” Isobella instructed, heading into her bath and waited for the maid to leave. After she departed Izzy threw on her outfit and hurried to the stable, saddling the first horse there and took off to Lexi’s for a confab about what to do next.

January 19

Her fingers shook nervously as she buttoned up the servants dress she had borrowed from Lexi again. From the trunk she pulled out the big overcoat and long scarf that used to belong to Phillip, her oldest brother. He had given them to her years ago when the family was in Scotland and hers had proven inadequate for riding in the climate there. Opening a small drawer she removed her old, worn riding gloves and slipped them on. She closed the trunk and locked it.

Making her way up the exterior stairs to the street Isobella locked the door leading to the cellar of Lexi’s home and walked to the hired hack waiting for her, instructing the driver to her final destination.

As the carriage travels over the cobblestone streets Isobella goes over the plan one more time to make sure nothing was missed.

Lexi had suggested she should come with her to Wales while her husband sorted out the details from his father’s sudden passing making him the new Lord of Whitmore. That sparked an idea in Izzy’s mind and they set about laying out the details to pull it off.

Isobella knew her parents, or rather her father, wouldn’t object to her traveling with her best friend to give her some time to consider Ernest’s proposal; with a slight hint that she was inclined to accept upon returning.

What none of them knew was she had her own plan in place and it was to be the scandal of the decade.

The hack dropped her off at the end of the quiet street and she walked briskly towards the address on the card.

~~~

Sam came downstairs in no better mood than he had been when his butler Crowley had awoken him late in the afternoon. At least he was dressed. Well, as dressed as he was willing to get in a clean shirt, trousers and no shoes. He had an odd exchange with the new boy Crowley had engaged to help since he was, according to Crowley, seriously understaffed with the size of his household. Sam laughed considering it was only him, Crowley, Mrs. Mills the cook and a maid.

The new boy had scurried off the fetch more coal as the door knocker sounded. Sam opened it and was stunned to see who was standing there.

“Are you still interested in painting me?”

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