#oh and my sister got Mario Kart so we’re gonna try that out

[skyloftian-nutcase]

The LU Healthcare Boys (and Malon) as my family opening presents on Epiphany

Warriors, holding a gift card that was for Legend: Hey Ledge, thanks for the Amazon card! Legend: GIVE ME MY AMAZON CARD YOU JERK FACE Wars: You didn’t say the magic word. Legend: NOW.

Twilight: *giggling madly while Wolfie is in his face because he’s lying on the floor getting sniffed and licked to death*

Wild: *playing with a wine bottle cork for an hour straight*

Sky: *starts crying because he feels like he didn’t get everyone enough presents. Gets a roll of toilet paper thrown at him for it.* Wind: *is the one throwing the toilet paper*

Time: *is handing out presents but doesn’t want to get up so he chucks them at Mach 5 speed to whoever it’s for* Malon: *chucks Time at Mach 5 speed when a present almost smacks her in the face*

Hyrule: *bashfully announcing when a present is from him and then has to explain his reasoning for each in case they don’t like it*

Four: *playing charades with himself*

[lazorbeanz]

I finally got it done 🥲

So I’ve decided to try get back into writing again, even if it’s just short stories or straight up dialogue. And I thought it be best to warm back into it with using some comfort characters, characters I’ve written about before.

Super Mario is my childhood franchise and obsession…without it I may have never discovered Sonic 😧 Whether you are a Mario fan or not, I hope you enjoy it some way or another lol

So I present to you;

The Super Slay Bros.

A Super Mario one shot based of a hc discussed by me and my sister over a game of Mario kart

TW: gen Z talk 💀

“Ooooh peach! Come check out this skirt!” Daisy yelled from across the store.

Her best friend spun on her heel and strode straight towards the voice. Her pale pink stilettos clacking on the wooden floor boards beneath her. When she arrived by the girl’s side, she looked down and was in immediate awe by what she saw: a simple but elegant pleated skirt almost the colour of her heels. It included a white checkered design to it. Again; simple, but elegant.

“Oh Daisy, this would go great with this!” She remarked, holding up a white, cropped blouse, with small frills on the ends of the short sleeves.

“I should definitely try these on!”

“Totes.” Daisy nodded in agreement. “Besides, I have almost a closet’s worth of clothes I just HAVE to try out.” She looked down at the bag she was holding, almost overflowing with bits and pieces she picked out, which if Peach didn’t know better, almost looked like half the store was raided.

But she couldn’t be mad, she just sighed and smiled. Daisy hardly ever went proper fashion shopping, but when she did, she was like a kid in a candy store…without a parent. The moment she stepped a foot in this boutique, she already spotted ten things she would die to own.

“Miiight wanna let them know…” Daisy pointed. Peach spun around, knowing who she was referring to.

“Mario! Luigi! Me and Daisy are gonna try a few things on. We won’t be long.” She hollered to the brothers, who were just standing awkwardly in the middle of the shop. Their focus immediately turned towards the princess.

“Oh, n-no worries Princess! We’ll be waiting out here.” Mario replied with a smile.

Peach returned him a weak smile, then made her way with Daisy towards the changing rooms. To be honest, she felt kinda bad for allowing them to be dragged into this…shopping wasn’t their cup of tea, let alone fashion shopping…she gets that. And the way she saw them standing around like sore thumbs was really unfair in her opinion. But it was their day off work and they both insisted to tag along, in case the girls required help in carrying an overload on purchases…Such gentlemen! What a way to spend a day off! She hated to leave them like this.

Peach could only hope they wouldn’t be too long, but as for her friend’s current situation, this ain’t gonna be a quick ‘in-n-out’…

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Ten minutes had already passed and there was no sign of the girls emerging from the changing rooms…and as patient as Mario could possibly be, he was beginning to find this awkward. A few people had come in, to do the same as what the four were in here for, instantly recognising the iconic Mario Brothers, some who even struck up a conversation or two with them, which they were able explain their reasons for being in a place such as this…they seemed understand.

Now the store was empty just like how it was when they first arrived, a loud silence filled the air, apart from the faint music that could be heard playing in the shop. Mario glanced over at his brother, who looked just as lost. He was twiddling his thumbs, which the older knew was a sign of his anxiety. For being the only 2 out here really didn’t give any reason to get anxious…but this is Luigi we’re talking about. He can get anxious from practically anything…even from dead silence.

Mario scanned the area, looking in hopes for something that might calm his younger brother a bit. When something in particular caught his eye. He smirked to himself and walked over to the counter.

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“Hey Lu!”

Luigi gasped and flinched, slightly surprised by the mentioning of his name. He swiftly looked up to the direction where the voice came from.

“M-Mario?! What the heck?!”

Luigi looked more confused than a man in a barber shop. Looking his brother up and down.

His older brother was completely adorned in beaded necklaces around his neck and multiple bracelets on both wrists. He was also wearing a pair of sunglasses with an incredibly thick pink frame, and a green cap worn backwards, which he believed had a 1-UP mushroom embroided on the front.

“Fab am I right?” His brother attempted to mimic the girls’ casual lingo, whilst striking a pose like a runway model.

This caused Luigi to snicker. Who was he and what did he do with his brother?

“Mario what is thi- woah!”

He got interrupted with Mario grabbing a hold of his arm and pulling him towards the counter.

“It’s time we keep ourselves busy in the meantime” the older glanced back at the younger with a grin painted on his face. And it wasn’t just any grin…it was THAT grin…the grin that meant he had an idea, usually a mischievous one at that.

I mean he was right, almost 15 minutes has passed and neither girl showed, if he had something in mind to keep them occupied from the seemingly long wait, it was worth a shot.

Mario let go of his grasp once they were at their destination. To the right of the register, was a huge rotatable stand, which held an unruly amount of assorted accessories…necklaces, earrings, rings, bracelets, you name it!

Luigi looked at Mario, and Mario at him.

“Help yourself.” He nodded to the stand.

Now it was Luigi’s turn to put on ‘the grin’ as he began to strip the stands of all sorts of jewellery, and began applying them on him. He just managed to squeeze a few rings on his fingers. Having pretty large hands made it difficult as most of the sizes were for smaller fingers.

Once done with the jewellery, he surveyed the area to find the hats. He chose a simple straw hat…and also found a purple scarf but was so long he wore it like a fur boa. Lastly, he found a pair of rounded sunglasses with a metallic bronze frame.

“Slay or nay?” He spun around to face his brother, who decided to leave him on his own while he got dressed up. Mario chuckled at hearing the unexpected lingo from his younger brother.

“Oh my gosh, SLAY QUEEN!!” He exclaimed louder that he should’ve, sending both brothers into fits of laughter. Honestly, it was so cringy but so hilarious at the same time. They didn’t know how on earth people would say stuff like this with a straight face…But one of them will either strike a weird pose, or attempt to say another cringy girl comment, which would send them back into another fit of giggles.

After almost a minute of being hunched on the floor, trying to regain breath, the pair finally regained composure and decided to head back to the stand, switching up their looks with other accessory pieces. They also noticed a mirror right next to the jewellery stand, which they used to take mirror selfies with their cellphones, imitating how the girls do them. The poses and a frequent “slay gurl!” or a “Yass queen!” From one of them would send them howling.

They unconsciously repeated this for another 15 minutes. Out of all the possibilities of how their day would turn out, neither expected to be doing something as out of the blue, as this.

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Peach forcefully swung the door open of the changing room, gasping for a breath of (somewhat) fresh air. It can get kinda stuffy in those change rooms, and with the duration she was in their for, not only trying her own picks, which turned out to be a perfect fit and match, but also having to assist daisy in an unexpected wardrobe malfunction or two, (either a zipper wouldn’t budge or she got stuck in a clothing item for being too small) it was better than nothing.

The girl inhaled deeply and exhaled, feeling much better, she turned around to see her best friend dragging her bag stuffed with clothes, majority of them turned out to be too small for her.

“I’m sorry the try on was a flop, Dais.” Peach placed a hand gently on the girl’s back.

“Eh don’t stress.” She sighed. “Besides, after all that, there’s just one thing in particular that I want.” She stated, pulling up a pale blue bodycon dress with tiny daisies dotted all over. “It’s…PERFECT!”

All Peach could do at that moment was shoot Daisy a smile, glad that she found something she wanted. But there was a part of her that just wanted to scream…all this just to buy ONE dress?! She shrugged it off, relieved it’s over now, when she remembered the guys were still waiting.

“Oh shoot, the boys!” She whispered, but still loud enough for Daisy to hear. The girls’ pace increased rapidly, making their way to where they last saw the 2, but stopped to a halt just as quick when they heard what definitely sounded like Mario and Luigi’s voices coming from…over by the counter?

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“What on earth?!”

The sound of the Princess’ voice seemed to get their attention, both were startled however.

Mario was first to make a comment.

“Ahh P-princess! Uhhhhh I-I-it’s not what it looks like! You see, w-we were just l-looking!” He stammered, his face as red as his shirt. He almost immediately started taking off the load of accessories that were currently on him. Luigi followed suit, but ended up getting his arms tangled in the amount of necklaces around his neck.

“Hm I can see that…” She eyed him up and down. The plumber chuckled nervously.

“Looks like these two had a little try-on session of their own.” Daisy stifled a laugh. “I don’t know about you girl…but I think they kinda slay.”

“NOHOOO!!! NO MORE SLAY!!” Luigi cried aloud before collapsing on the floor, cackling, his arms still entwined in all the jewellery.

“Hang on Weegie, I’m coming.” Daisy assured, kneeling down to his aid.

Peach giggled at the commotion from the two down below, then turned to face Mario. “Maybe Daisy is right.” She winked at him. “Lemme help you get all that off.” She offered, which he gladly accepted her help, removing all the necklaces, bracelets, etc. She returned them back onto the stand as if they were never moved. She also returned the hat and sunglasses back to their designated spots. Daisy did the same with Luigi’s collection, but kept the sunglasses, as she thought they’d go well with her new dress.

Once they all decided to chime in and help return all Daisy’s previous picks back to where they belong throughout the store, and purchased their goods, they finally made their exit out of the boutique.

The mall was incredibly lively from when they first arrived. But that wasn’t gonna be able to mute Daisy’s holler, pointing at something through a window in another boutique.

“OH PEACH!! WE HAVE TO CHECK THIS OUT!!!”

Peach didn’t even catch what it was that Daisy was excited about this time.

Her, along with Mario and Luigi, just groaned in unison.

You read it all the way through? Yay! :D

I hope you enjoyed it! It was thought out a lot better in my head but I’m incredibly eepy (I stayed up late to finish this) so I’m content

Haven’t done a full grammatical check so apologies for any mistakes ;-;

I’m sorry for the cringe ;3;

❤️🩷💚🧡

[fangirlovestuff]

Okay! I had this idea brewing in my mind (but that’s the most my mind is capable of I’ll leave the writing to the professionals). So Carly or Shana (you can decide) are planning on going away for a vacation with their partner but they’re sceptical of leaving the children alone. So they ask Chris if him and reader (who is Chris’ girlfriend and super close to his family) to babysit the kids over the weekend and they accept. Since Chris is busy with ASP reader mostly entertains the kids, helps them with homework and stuff and Chris sees the way she is with them and imagines their future! Please make it fluffy 🥺❤️❤️

A Tale Of Nephews And Princesses - Chris Evans x reader

a/n - @tonystankschild surprise! i got my ask back somehow so i can properly post this!! thank you so much for this lovely ask, I had so much fun writing it! I chose Carly pretty randomly. her children’s names are online, so that was mostly why lol. in my head i imagined it so Miles is the firstborn, then Stella then Ethan but it doesn’t really matter. they’re all pretty small in the fic so like, the oldest is 10 years old? idk, i didn’t really wana do research because i wanted to respect their privacy lol, so i took creative liberty over most of it. also you calling me a professional?🥺 pls omg i am so far from it but tysm!! I hope you enjoy it!!<3

Word Count: 3k (!!! y’all are getting fed hehe)

Warnings: none! just fluffy fluff :)

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"Hey babe?" Chris asked, coming into the living room. His hand was on the telephone, so whoever's on the other side was still on the call.

"Yeah?" you replied from your place on the couch.

"Is it okay if Carly's kids come sleep at ours next weekend? It's Carly's anniversary so they wanna go on a weekend away."

"Yeah, sure," you smiled, "watching them is gonna be no problem. Tell her I said congrats!"

"I will," he smiled. "And well, I have some stuff for A Starting Point I gotta do that weekend. I told you about the interview and –"

"It's okay, I don't mind watching them," you smiled and cut him off. "I'll have someone to keep ne company while you're busy."

"You're the best," he blew you a kiss and you smiled as he got back on the phone with his sister.

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"You're sure it's okay?" Carly asked, ushering her kids through the door of your and Chris' house.

"Yes, we're sure," you smiled at her. "It's no problem at all."

"Besides, even if we weren't, I don't think you'd have any other options right now," Chris smiled at his sister as well. "Go, have fun, we'll all be here when you come back. If anything, you should worry about them not wanting to leave," he smirked.

"Sure," she drawled out with a smile. "Well, if you need anything at all just call me," she told the both of you.

"It's gonna be fine," you laid a hand on her shoulder, smiling. "I could understand why you'd be worried if you left them with this five-year-old," you nudged Chris with your elbow and he rolled his eyes, "but I'm here and I assure you we're gonna have a lot of fun, isn't that right kids?" you smiled at Chris' nephews and niece, who were still standing there with their bags, waiting to say goodbye to their mom.

"Alright," she laughed. "Well, have fun kids! Bye!" she hugged each one of them and went back to her car, where her husband was waiting to go on a weekend away. It was their anniversary, so you and Chris volunteered to watch Miles, Stella and Ethan while they were away for a couple of days.

Before you managed to say anything, you and Chris were bombarded with questions – "Uncle Chris, can we play Mario Kart?" "No! Can we have a princess tea party?" "Can you read me a story?" "Can we eat cookies?" "Where's Dodger?" "Can we play with the cap shield?"

Chris looked at you and you return his amused look with one of your own. "Okay," you said, effectively silencing them as they looked up at you with wide eyes. "We can do all of these things later, but for now we should put your bags up. Dodger's hiding, so maybe after we find him, we can play with him, alright? But bags first," you smiled at them as they immediately sprinted upstairs with their bags, as best as they could carry them.

"Be careful!" you yelled after them and laughed.

"Is Dodger hiding?" Chris frowned at you.

"Of course not. I got him out in the yard before they arrived so he wouldn't tackle them to the ground," you grinned.

"What would I do without you?" he smiled, wrapping his arms around you.

"My guess? Have more sweaters," you chuckled. "But hey, that's why I'm here!" you showed off the sweater you were currently wearing, which was indeed his, making him laugh.

"C'mon, let's go make sure they're not breaking anything," you pecked his lips.

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Chris was the first one to go outside and play with them and Dodger, while you hung back for a while, cutting up some fruit and getting some juice boxes before stepping outside as well.

"You guys hungry?" you smiled at them when you got out, Dodger immediately running to you and the kids right behind him.

"Yes!" they yelled in unison as you put the plate down on the table before sitting down next to them and Chris.

"Oh, by the way it's 4:15, so you should probably go get ready," you told him. He had an interview for ASP in about 20 minutes, and as much as you'd love for him to stay outside with you, you knew he had to go back inside to his home office.

"Thanks honey," he smiled softly before patting Miles' head and scratching Dodger's ear. "Alright kids, be good while I'm working," he winked at them before disappearing inside.

"Princess auntie?" Stella asked once she finished eating. Your heart melted in your chest at the sound of it, not the princess part of course, since Stella was currently obsessed with Disney and had the habit of calling everyone princes and princesses. No, it was the auntie that tugged at your heartstrings.

You weren't officially a part of the Evans family, well, not yet, you hoped. But their tendency to embrace you as one of their own never failed to make you smile, because there's nothing you'd want to be more.

"Yes, princess Stella?" you smiled at her.

"Can we have a tea party now?"

You chuckled at her request. "Well, I think there's nothing better for a tea party than…" you paused for suspense, "cookies!" at the sound of that all three of them cheered and you laughed. "But you all have to come and help me make them!"

The happy bunch followed you to the kitchen and you let Dodger into the living room on your way so he could rest a little.

"Okay, first of all we all need to wash our hands," you instructed. After a few minutes and some stray drops of water later, you were ready to go.

"Okay, Miles, you can help me measure everything, and Stella can pour it in, and Ethan's gonna stir, sounds good?"

Surprisingly, the kids went with your suggestion without any argument, and you started making the batter.

"Ethan, mix slower, will you?" you contained your laughter once a bit of batter flew out of the bowl and onto Miles' face. "Are you okay Miles?"

You turned to the kid in question to wipe the batter from his face, but you found he already took it on his finger and tasted it. "It's really good," he nodded, and you and you couldn't contain your giggle now.

"I'm glad, but let's try not to eat the cookies until they're ready," you raised your eyebrows at him and he nodded in understanding, although a grin was still on his face so you weren't sure how much he was going to stick to that.

The rest went pretty smoothly, and just as you were dividing your batter and putting the cookies in the baking pan Chris walked in, having just finished his interview.

"Ooooo, what are you guys making?" he smiled.

"Cookies!" Ethan yelled.

"For the tea party!" Stella added.

"But I don't wike tea parties," Miles sulked.

"You don’t have to be in the tea party to eat the cookies," you calmed him down before they'd start fighting.

"Now come on, let's finish up these cookies and then we can go play."

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You spent the rest of the afternoon playing board games, the smell of the cookies filling the air as the kids got more and more impatient to have them. Eventually, it was time to take them out, and you tried to slip away unnoticed but unfortunately they noticed and followed you to the kitchen.

"I'm taking out the cookies, but just remember they're very hot and we can't eat them yet, okay?"

You heard a chorus of okays before you opened the oven, the pleasant smell and warmth coming at you in a wave. You grinned and took the cookies out of the oven, warning the kids to stay away from it while you put them on the counter and went to shut off the oven.

After a few minutes you touched the cookies tentatively, and found they were cool enough to give to the kids to taste. They all took a bite and immediately smiled.

"Well? Did we succeed?" you asked with a smile, taking a cookie yourself.

"Yeah!" they all nodded, and ran to the living room, where Chris was still sitting. "Uncle Chris, you have to taste our cookies!" you heard Stella say and smiled, knowing they'd all walk in here in a couple of seconds.

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You all ate dinner together, cookies for dessert obviously, and before long it was bedtime. Chris needed to get some more work done, so you were the one to put them to bed. The boys were sleeping in the same room and Stella in another one, but all four of you were currently snuggled together in the boys' room, as you read them all a story.

Stella was on one side of you, her eyelids slightly drooping already. Miles and Ethan were on the other side, and you were half sure Ethan was already asleep. Dodger was at the foot of the bed, seemingly listening as well. You were just reading the last page when Chris walked in, a grin stretching on his face at the sight in front of him.

You smiled back and softly finished the rest of the story, closing the book and putting it down on the bedside table. Carefully getting up, you kissed Miles and Ethan's foreheads goodnight before taking a sleepy Stella into your arms, smiling at Chris on your way out of the room as you carried her to her bed, laying her down and tucking her blanket around her.

"Goodnight princess auntie," she mumbled.

"Goodnight princess Stella," you whispered back and smiled, gently tucking her hair away from her face before getting up. Seeing Chris waiting for you at the doorway, you put your finger to your mouth signaling him to be quiet until you softly shut the door nearly all the way behind you, leaving a small crack so it wouldn't be completely dark and so you could hear her if she needed anything.

"Did you get your work done?" you whispered as you wrapped your arms around Chris' neck.

"Yeah," he whispered back. "You're really good with them, you know that?" he smiled, affection dancing in his eyes.

"They're great kids," you smiled back, pecking his lips softly before drawing away. "C'mon, let's go to bed."

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The next morning you awoke to the sound of whispers and padding of feet coming from the hallway. You smiled to yourself before getting away from Chris, whose arms were wrapped tightly around your torso. He stirred when you sat up, mumbling a low "Where are you going?"

"They're awake, but try and get some more sleep, you have a long day today," you whispered back, kissing his cheek before getting out of bed and out of the room, shutting the door behind you.

When they noticed you got up they stopped talking and you smiled at them. "C'mon, let's go downstairs so we won't wake uncle Chris," you whispered.

When you were down you asked them in a low voice, "did you brush your teeth? What do you want for breakfast?"

After they all brushed their teeth, and so did you, you all gathered in the kitchen to make breakfast. You made them some chocolate milk and they drank it while you made something to eat, laying it out of the table and sitting down to eat with them, but not before you put some food aside for Chris.

"What do you wanna do today, huh?" you asked, taking a sip from your mug.

"I have homework," Miles admitted shyly. "Mommy said I was supposed to do them yesterday, but I forgot."

"That's alright, you can do them right now," you ruffled his hair affectionately.

After you were done with breakfast, Miles sat down to do his homework and Stella and Ethan helped you with the dishes. Well, they just handed you the dishes, which you then washed and put in their place, but it kept them occupied long enough.

You were nearly done with the dishes when you felt a tug on the hem of your shirt. "Can you help me?" Miles looked up at you.

"Of course," you smiled. "Stella and Ethan, wait a sec alright? And be careful!"

You walked back to the kitchen table with him, where he showed you the exercise he was struggling with. Just as you were helping him solve it, Chris walked into the kitchen. Thankfully, fully dressed in his everyday clothes, you eye rolled inwardly at your boyfriend's sleeping garments, or lack thereof.

"Hey guys! Did you have breakfast already?" he asked, going to hug Stella and Ethan.

"I left you some," you gestured at the plate on the counter with a smile.

"Thank you," he picked it up and started eating. "What'cha doing there bud?" he asked Miles.

"My homework," he said with a shy grin. "But I'm almost done!"

"Yeah," you smiled. You explained it for him, all the while ignoring Chris' eyes on you. You felt his gaze and smiled, not giving it any attention and helping Miles solve the problem.

"All done!" you high fived him and he cheered.

"Good job!" Chris smiled at the both of you. "I have to do some work, but after I'm done we can go play some more with Dodge, how about that?"

"Yay!" they cheered. He hugged them all and retreated into his office once more. You knew how much he hated not being able to be with them all day while they're here, but he cared about this project a lot, so you were going to make sure everyone had a great time regardless.

"Okay, how about…" you paused to think, "we build a blanket fort! As a surprise for uncle Chris," you smiled at their excited reaction. "But shhh! We have to be very quiet so he won't hear us, because it's a surprise!" knowing Chris needed his focus, you were glad when they nodded their heads. Ethan out a finger to his lips and shushed his siblings, which you giggled at.

"After you," you gestured for them to start walking towards the living room. "The blanket fort isn't going to build itself!"

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They were quiet, whispering to each other as you draped the blankets you had brought from their bedrooms. The only loud sounds were their laughs, which you really couldn't bring yourself to get mad about.

After nearly an hour, the blanket fort was complete. You all cuddled inside, the kids bringing their dolls as well.

"Can we watch a princess movie?" Stella asked once you had suggested they watch a movie.

"No! I don't wike it!" Miles immediately objected.

"Yeah, no princess!" Ethan joined his brother.

"Okay, how about… Peter Pan?" you asked them. Then, you leaned closer to Stella and whispered in her ear, "Tinkerbell's a fairy! That's almost as good as a princess, right?"

She contemplated it for a moment before nodding her head. You kissed the top of her head and put on the movie. You all settle down, and you cuddled Stella close to you, smiling as Ethan and Miles soon joined.

That was how Chris found you, about an hour later, and his heart swelled in his chest at the sight. His niece and nephews all cuddled up with you, watching a Disney movie. He thought about the ring, safely stowed away deep in his bedside drawer, and smiled softly.

With any luck, soon these might be your own kids you'll cuddle with. The thought filled him with giddiness, but also nerves. He didn't really think you'd say no, but hell – you can never know with these things. All he knew was that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you, and he was going to ask you if you wanted the same. Soon.

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The end of the day finally arrived, and Carly and her husband were coming to pick up the kids.

"You got everything?" you asked them. They all nodded their heads. "Great! Well, your mom's gonna be here in a few, so how about –"

"But I don't wanna go!" Miles complained.

"Yeah, I wanna stay here!" Ethan exclaimed.

"Princess auntie, pretty please can we stay?" Stella looked up at you.

"I'm sorry guys," you smiled, "But you have school tomorrow. Besides, your mom missed you very much, and I'm sure you missed her too. Don't you miss mommy and daddy?"

"Yes," they admitted.

"C'mon, don't be sad," you grinned at them, "you can always come visit us."

At that moment Dodger decided it was a good time to greet them goodbye, jumping up and trying to lick them. They giggled, and you and Chris exchanged a fond glance over their heads. You heard the car pulling up outside, so you caught onto Dodger and made him stop before Chris opened your door, knowing Carly would be coming to get them.

"Mommy!" they all yelled.

"Hey babies!" she greeted them and pulled them all into a big hug.

Dodger tried to escape your hold and join them, but you caught him before he could tackle them. "Don't be jealous," you playfully chastised him and scratched him behind his ear.

"Hello Dodger," Carly smiled and came to pet him as well. "Okay kids, say goodbye, daddy's waiting for us in the car."

"Bye bye!" said and hugged both you and Chris tightly.

"Bye!" you waved at them once they got out, closing the door gently behind them.

Chris came to wrap his arms around you. "You're amazing."

"So are you," you smiled into his neck.

"No, I'm serious. You were amazing with them," he smiled timidly. "And well, in the future, I…" he trailed off.

"Awwww, you were totally thinking about what if they were our kids, weren't you?" you grinned. "That's so cute!" you teased him.

"Whatever," his cheeks tinted slightly. "I guess you don't wanna hear what I think."

"No, I do!" you objected with a smile.

"I think," he started, "that you're gonna be the best mom ever someday. And I am so lucky to have you."

"And you're gonna be the best dad," you smiled before leaning it to kiss him.

When you broke apart, you smiled. You knew how true your words were, and you couldn't wait until that turned into a reality.

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[raindancer2004]

You need to learn to share

Word Count: 6,504 Jane x reader x Demetri Part Three Warnings: Fluff, language, NSFW

Demetri ran to Y/N placing his hands on her waist and lifted her into the air a little spinning with her “Someone’s happy then” Y/N laughed “Be careful with her” Jane called out. Demetri put her down “Sorry darling” He kissed her softly “I just never thought I’d be a dad and now I am I’m just…” “Really excited?” Jane asks amused, coming to stand beside Y/N “Congratulations sweetie” She places a lingering kiss to Y/N’s cheek, Demetri nods with a big smile on his face.

They make their way back to Jane and Y/N’s shared room; Y/N getting comfortable on the sofa, her mates coming to sit beside her. “I know Dem is happy about the news but…are you really ok with this Jane? I mean…” “I am absolutely fine with the news Sweetie. I promise. Yes, I have to share you both with someone else…” Worry instantly shone in Y/N’s eyes “…But it is another person to love. This little person…” Jane places her hand on Y/N’s stomach “…is a part of you both and I will love them just as much as I love the two of you” Y/N’s eyes fill with tears “Hey, darling don’t cry, not today” Dem says softly as he gently wraps his arms around her “It-it’s just the…the nice-nicest th-thing she co-could’ve said” Demetri and Jane chuckle lightly “So these are happy tears darling?” Y/N nods “I was worried about how you’d take the news…if you’d be upset with us…with me” Y/N said low, taking Jane’s hand in hers “Oh Y/N, no never. Ok, so the baby wasn’t planned and isn’t a part of me but I still get to help you raise the little human and seeing how stupidly happy Dem is…” She nods to Dem, who’s smiling again “…how could I not be happy for you…for us” Jane leaned forward and gave Y/N a loving kiss. “Just make sure you tell Alec before anyone else” Demetri says low looking at Jane.

Later that afternoon Y/N, Jane and Demetri find Alec and Felix in Alec’s room “Can we come in?” Y/N asks with a smile “Of course” Alec replies smiling back “Is this a good time to talk brother?” “Depends…if you want a favour, then not really. I’m trying to kick Fe’s ass in Mario Kart” “It’s a not a favour Alec, it’s news. Good news” Y/N replies. Alec pauses his game and turns to face them “You have my attention” “And mine” Felix adds “Y/N, Dem and I are having a baby…well technically Y/N and Dem are having a baby…but as we’re all mates it’s mine too…in a way” Jane says looking at Alec “So the rumours are true…Dem is fucking the two of you” Felix says “Felix!” Alec scolds “I’m not fucking them Fe…it’s more than that, they’re my mates” Demetri tells him firmly “Well, I may not be as experienced with the ladies as you Dem, but fucking is involved if you got Y/N pregnant” Alec adds smirking “Don’t be so crass, brother” Jane scolds lightly. Y/N sighs “Well, now we know who’s is and isn’t fucking who, maybe you two could react to the happy news” Y/N stares pointedly at Alec and Felix “How come she can be crass and not be scolded?” Felix asks low “She’s pregnant. You’re not” Demetri answers him. “Anyway, congratulations to you all” Alec says as he stands pulling his sister into a hug. He hugs Y/N next “Hey. I’m gonna be an uncle” He says smiling “Yes, you are” Y/N smiles back “Congrats D” Alec shakes his hand. “We’ll discuss you and my sisters later” Alec says low and nods towards Y/N and Jane “I love them both very much Alec. I’d never hurt them” He replies low “You best ensure she survives this or I’ll have your ass” Alec warns and he nods “Trust me. Once we’re done here, I’m calling the only person I know and trust to get her through it” Alec nods and smiles at him. “Congrats little human and D” Felix says smiling “Thank you Fe” Demetri replies.

Demetri returns to his room and calls the one person he knows and trusts to get his mate through the pregnancy and the birth. The phone rings three times “Hello Carlisle, it’s Demetri. How are you?” “Hello Demetri. I’m well thanks, you?” “I’m ok but I need your help in a medical capacity” “Sounds serious, everything ok?” Carlisle asks, concern clear in his voice “My mate is pregnant and I would appreciate it if you would come out and be her doctor. I need someone I can trust…I can’t lose her. Nor can Jane” He answered “Esme and I can be there tomorrow. In the meantime, please ensure Y/N drinks some blood as the baby will require it. The baby won’t allow her to keep much food down either. Are Jane and your mate close?” “I will speak with Heidi and see what she can do to help until you arrive. Jane, Y/N and I are all mates actually” Demetri replied “Congratulations on finding your mates and please pass my congrats onto Y/N Jane too. I look forward to seeing you all soon” Carlisle says “I will and thank you Carlisle.”

Jane goes to speak to Heidi about the possibility of getting some blood bags for Y/N whilst they wait for Carlisle and Esme to arrive. “Heidi I need a favour please?” Jane asked politely “How can I help Jane?” She replied “Well, Y/N is pregnant and Carlisle told Dem that Y/N needs to start drinking blood and I was hoping you could get some for us?” “Leave it with me, I’ll have some for you within the next few hours. And congratulations to you all” Heidi smiled “Thank you Heidi” Jane replied.

Meanwhile, Demetri and Y/N pay a visit to the throne room to tell the Kings of their news. “Good evening masters, may Y/N and I have a private word with you?” Demetri asks them “Of course my dear boy. Guards you are dismissed for now. Report back in forty minutes” Aro replies. Once the guards have left the room, Demetri took a deep breath and gave Y/N’s a reassuring squeeze “Y/N and I are going to have a baby…” “Congratulations, my dear boy and Y/N” Aro says smiling wide “Yes, congratulations” Caius adds “Such wonderful news” Marcus smiles at them both “I trust Jane is happy about the news?” Caius asks “Yes, Caius she is” Y/N replies politely “I have spoken with Carlisle and he has agreed to come and be Y/N’s doctor throughout her pregnancy. Esme will be coming with him. They arrive tomorrow” “Very good Demetri. It’ll be nice to see them under happier circumstances” Aro replied.

Jane and Y/N had noticed that Demetri had gotten a little more protective of Y/N than before and insisted that she relax as much as possible despite Carlisle assuring him that Y/N was handling her pregnancy better than Bella had a few years before. “Y/N’s heartbeat is strong as is the baby’s. I think a short a walk in the garden will be ok” Carlisle said as he looked between Y/N and Demetri “Are you sure? I mean she’s only been drinking blood for a few days” Demetri replied and felt Carlisle’s hand on his shoulder “Yes, I’m sure. I am better prepared this time, isn’t that why you called me…because you trusted me to get her through this safely?” “Who’s Bella?” Y/N asked at the same time Demetri answered Carlisle “Yes, that’s why I called you. Sorry” “Bella is our daughter in law and until she got pregnant, we didn’t know it was possible for male vampires to father children with human females” Esme answered Y/N, who nodded and smiled. “Relax Demetri, I wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen to Y/N” Carlisle said softly.

A few days later Y/N sits Jane and Demetri down to discuss some stuff about the baby “Jane I know the baby isn’t yours and that you said you were ok with that but I want you, no I need you to feel apart of this so…I’ve been thinking and I think I have the perfect thing. I just hope you both agree” Y/N says looking between Jane and Demetri, who nod at her to continue “Well, Jane’s full name is Jane Ann Volturi and I would like to honour her when it comes to naming our baby” Y/N paused to calm her nerves a little “Ok, so what have you decided?” Demetri asked curious “If it’s a girl Annabelle Jane Volturi and…” “Oh sweetie” Jane said, both surprised and happy “…If it’s a boy Jayden Alec Volturi” Demetri smiled at her “I think that is a really good idea. I like the names too” “Really Dem, you don’t mind that we aren’t honouring your Greek heritage?” Y/N asked “No, darling I don’t mind. The baby is half you and half me and this way Jane gets a little claim to the baby too” “There’s another thing I’d like to discuss about us and the baby” “What’s that?” Jane asked “Well, I’m going to be the mummy and Dem’s going to be the daddy…and I was wondering if you were also going to take on the role of mummy?” Y/N replied looking at Jane. She thought for a moment before responding “I have thought about this too. I’m not really mother material so…I was thinking I could be Auntie Jane. That way I get to spoil the baby and then hand them back to you both for the hard stuff” She smiled and Demetri chuckled “All of the rewards with none of the work?” Jane nodded still smiling. “That’s good to know because I had a similar thought…I mean I know you avoid children wherever possible…” Y/N’s voice held a nervous tone “…Only instead of being an Aunt I thought you could be Godmother. It’s an important role to play in a child’s life because you’re promising to be there for them always and should anything happen to Dem and I, you would be their guardian” A moment of silence passed “I love that idea Y/N, that’s very thoughtful” Dem replied. Jane’s eyes filled with venomous tears that she can never shed “I’d be honoured to be their Godmother but they can still call me Auntie Jane” Jane smiled wide “Agreed” Y/N smiled at her “I love you.” “I love you too Y/N” Jane replied “I love you both, no make that the three of you” Demetri said smiling “We all love you too” Y/N replied resting her hand on her little bump.

A few days later Jane returns to her and Y/N’s shared room with a big smile on her face “Hey Y/N I have a present for you” Y/N came out of the closet “Oooh a present, for me really?” Y/N sat down the sofa, Jane sitting beside her “Close your eyes” Y/N did as Jane asked and closed her eyes and felt Jane place something onto her lap “Open your eyes” Y/N opened her eyes and looked down “Aww a baby book. Oh my god. Thank you” Y/N threw her arms around her mate’s neck “I love it. I love you” Y/N peppered her face with kisses, Jane giggled “You like your present then?” Y/N nodded “Will you help me fill it in?” “I’d love too.”

Later that evening Jane and Y/N sat and completed the first few pages of the baby book… FATHER’S NAME: Demetri Volturi. MOTHER’S NAME: Y/N Y/L/N. They left BABY’S NAME blank “We’ll fill that in later. On the second page there was a section named; IMPORTANT PEOPLE: Jane Ann Volturi – Godmother. Marcus Volturi – Godfather. Y/N wrote Jane’s name at the top of the list “You are the most important person in their life after Dem and I” Y/N smiled wide as did Jane. Demetri had asked Marcus if he would be the baby’s Godfather and he agreed instantly, smiling wide. Jane and Y/N then completed the FAMILY TREE section next. UNCLES: Alec Volturi. Felix Volturi. GRANDPARENTS: Aro Volturi, Sulpicia Volturi, Athenodora Volturi, Caius Volturi. The Queens insisted that they and the Kings will be the baby’s Grandparents as they are the head of the family and had a sweet spot for Demetri, Jane, Alec and Y/N.

Jane held Y/N in her arms that night as she slept, Demetri checked in on them after guard duty and smiled at the sight before returning to his room for the night.

Demetri turned the empty room opposite his into a bedroom for the baby. He chose neutral colours and wooden furniture but decided against furnishing the room until the baby was born. He wanted everything to be perfect for his child. Esme helped him paint the room and gave him some ideas as interior design was her ‘thing.’ “Thank you for your help Esme” “You’re very welcome Demetri, thank you for letting me help” She replied with a warm smile.

The Queens insisted on ‘Baby Proofing’ the castle after going online and researching all things babies and children related. “We need to baby proof the castle, that means putting a lock on the door to the Dungeons” Dora told Caius “Not mention we have to buy some more of these plastic plugs to put in the unused sockets so the child doesn’t hurt itself” Sulpicia added as she continued to fill the sockets in the library, Aro sighed shaking his head “Don’t you dare do that, this is the closest Dora and I will ever come to being grandparents and it’s our job to ensure the castle is safe” She scolded her husband and Caius laughed “Don’t know why you’re laughing you have to help” “Yes dear” Caius conceded as he watched his wife make a ‘To do list.’ “Don’t forget anything breakable or that you don’t want to be played with or ruined must be moved out of their reach” Sulpicia called over her shoulder. “Remind me again who’s bright idea it was to introduce our wives to the internet?” Caius asked pinching the bridge of his nose “I thought they’d play games, read stories online…I didn’t know they’d do this” Aro responded waving his hands around. Marcus chuckled from the other side of the room “What’s so funny?” Caius growled “Oh, nothing” He responded smiling “You know something, spill” Aro said “And ruin their fun…never” Marcus smiled and ran from the room “I think I preferred him mopping around” Caius said looking at Aro, who was eyeing the Queens with suspicion “It’s a shame you promised to never read your wife’s thoughts” “I never thought I’d need to.” The two Kings sighed, knowing they would discover their wives’ plans soon enough. 

Caius was a little upset when he discovered Dora had put a child safety lock on the cupboard where he kept his knife and sword collection “Why would the child be in my private study dear?” “Because A: Children like to explore and B: Visit their Grandfather” “I should’ve guessed” He replied, thinking for a moment, he added “I best child proof my desk drawers” “No need. I found your ‘dirty’ magazines and locked them in the safe. I also changed the combination; I don’t think 1234 is going to fool the child for long” She replied smirking “I don’t have ‘dirty’ magazines…” Dora raised an eyebrow at him “…There are erotica material, short stories, if you will” Caius replied “Ok, then. I’ll rephrase. I’ve found your porn stash and locked it in the safe” He gasped, opened and closed his mouth not quite knowing what to say. 

Following their online research Dora and Sulpicia organised a ‘Baby Shower’ “What in gods name are you doing woman?” Caius asks as he enters the ballroom to see Dora hanging ‘Baby Shower’ banners around the room “Dancing the Can-Can. What does it look like I’m doing?” Matt, a lower guard bit back a laugh as he blew up balloons as per the Queen’s orders. “We are throwing the happy throuple a baby shower. It’s tradition” Dora replied over her shoulder “Tradition?” Caius sounded confused “Yes, Caius. It’s a human tradition to throw a baby shower when a woman is pregnant. The guests bring presents, play games and lavish the mother-to-be with attention for the afternoon” “You can’t invite humans to the castle…” “Really? Did you hear that sister we can’t invite humans to the castle for our baby shower?” Matt snickered this time and Caius growled “Hmm, sorry” Matt mumbled, clearing his throat. “It’s quite alright” Dora assured the guard “When my husband says something that silly it’s ok to laugh at him” “The guests are the female occupants of the castle and Esme” Sulpicia told him as she continued to print off ‘Baby Bingo’ cards and ‘Guess the Nursey Rhyme’ cards. “No men allowed?” Caius asked “Not usually, although sometimes the father-to-be attends. If the men of the castle would like to come and share the experience, they are welcome to do so…but they must bring a gift for the baby” Dora added. 

Three days later Demetri, Jane and Y/N went to the ballroom as requested by Dora and were amazed at the sight before them. The whole castle were standing in the ballroom, banners, balloons and streamers covered the walls of the room, tables had been spread out with table cloths that matched the Baby Animal banners. Two long tables were at the side of the room covered in gifts and some jugs and glasses were on a small table in the corner along with some food for Gianna and Y/N. “Oh my god…it’s-it’s amazing. Thank you” Y/N said tears filling her eyes “If she likes it why is she crying?” Afton asked Chelsea “Pregnancy hormones” Chelsea replied “And she’s probably overwhelmed to see the whole castle in one room on a non-tour day in and the is room covered with banners and balloons” Santiago added.

Sulpicia and Dora stepped forward and hugged Y/N gently “We’re so glad you liked it. We went online and found out this is a human tradition, hope you don’t mind but we invited everyone as your baby is the first to be born in the castle” Dora explained with a smile “And hopefully, not the last” Sulpicia added. “Thank you so much” Y/N hugging them back “Yes, thank you so much mi ‘ladies” Demetri said smiling and bowing his head “You’re most welcome” Sulpicia smiled.

“As far as gifts go Demetri told us he has the furniture for the nursey all sorted but it’s a surprise until after the baby’s born. So, we told the guards to buy other baby stuff, clothes, toys etc” Dora told Y/N softly “They didn’t need to get the baby a gift, especially as I’ve never met half of them” She replied low “No, they did need to buy a gift. It says so online” Dora replied matter of factly “We didn’t mind really” Corin called out “It’s nice to do something different once in a while” Chelsea added smiling.

Felix won the first game of ‘Baby Bingo’ and was a little miffed at his prize, a baby bottle full of sweets “It’s a human thing” Gianna explained low after seeing his confused expression “Here, you’re human” He said passing her the bottle “Thank you Felix.” Aro won the second round, he gave his prize of a candy dummy to Y/N “Thank you Aro” Y/N unwrapped the dummy and popped it into her mouth “Mmm” Y/N hummed, the male guards turned to see her sucking the dummy candy “That’s kinda hot” Josh murmured to Matt and Demetri growled, all eyes left Y/N and went back Dora and Sulpicia at the front of the room. ‘he’s right though, that is kinda hot’ Demetri thought to himself smiling, as he watched her sucking and licking the dummy “What?” “Nothing darling” He kissed her check and looked back at his bingo cards. Jane lent over and whispered “Dem agrees with Matt, you sucking the dummy candy is kinda hot” Y/N blushes “Sorry Dem” She whispered, he looked at her and smiled, Jane winked at him and ‘it’ clicked as to why Y/N apologised “No need really. I just want you to enjoy this afternoon” She nodded “I am.”

Jane won the ‘How many sweets are in the baby bottle?’ game with a guess of 300. There were 302 sweets in the bottle. She won the bottle of sweets “Well done hunny” Y/N kissed her lips “Thanks” Jane kissed her back. 

Y/N won the ‘Guess the Nursey Rhyme’ game, the idea being to guess the rhyme by the emojis used “She has an unfair advantage, she’s human” Afton whined “Ha, you here that? Afton says being human has it’s advantages over being a vamp” Y/N says with a beaming smile “Gods I love you” Dem says as he looks at her adoringly “I love you too” “Bleh, get a room” Jane teases “Only if you come too” Y//N replies winking “Behave, you three” Felix chides with a smile. “Please wait till after the baby’s born, just to be safe” “Yes, doc” Y/N says as she gives Carlisle a playful salute, he chuckles “I like her” He says looking at Demetri and Jane “Us too” They reply.

Once the gifts were open, Baby Volturi had lots of clothes in various colours and sizes, ranging from newborn to 5 years old. The guards had asked Esme how quickly Ness grew once she was born and assumed this baby would follow suit. Corin and Heidi bought the baby a stuffed pink Giraffe and some cream baby grows with pink Giraffe emblems on “What if it’s a boy?” Felix asked “Boys can wear pink too” Corin told him “Boys can also play with pink toys and dolls” Heidi added smiling “I think they’re great and no child of mine is going to be Pidgeon holed” Y/N replied smiling at the couple. Other guards bought toys and books “Thank you so much for coming and for the gifts, I really appreciate it. The baby and I feel very spoilt” Y/N said smiling.

Once Y/N was asleep Demetri put the new clothes away in the Nursery “Jane stay with Y/N please, you can see the room when she does” Demetri kissed her forehead “I want it to be a surprise for you both” He added and closed the Nursey door “You big softy” She calls through the door before returning to her and Y/N’s shared room. “Thank you for helping Esme” He smiled “You’re welcome” She smiled back as they put away the clothes and toys.

Two days later Carlisle delivered the baby by caesarean. “Are you ready Y/N?” Carlisle asked as he came out of the bathroom in his white doctor’s coat and gloves “Very professional doc” Y/N smiled and nodded, he smiled back at her “Esme will stay in the room and assist me as needed” “Of course, thanks again” Demetri smiled at them both. “I’ll come back in when it’s time to change you sweetie” Jane kissed Y/N’s lips and smiled placing her hand on Y/N’s bump “You’re both in good hands” She added before leaving the room.

Jane opted to wait outside in the corridor with Alec and Felix until the baby had been delivered, her self-control was not as good as Dem’s and she worried in case she ‘slipped’. Alec gave her hand a reassuring squeeze “It’ll be ok. You wouldn’t ever harm Y/N or the baby” He whispered “I know, but better safe than sorry” She replied low.

Demetri held Y/N’s hand and stroked her hair “I love you so much mi amore” He said softly “I love you too so very much” She replied low. Soft cries filled the room “Congratulations you have a beautiful, healthy baby girl” Carlisle says as he hands the baby to Esme so he can stitch up Y/N. Esme wraps the baby in a blanket and hands her to Y/N for a quick cuddle before her mates turn her. “Here have a little cuddle” Esme smiles at her “Thank you Esme.” Y/N smiles at her daughter, placing a kiss to her head “Hello, little one. I’m your mummy and I love you very much. Be good for daddy and Auntie Jane whilst I sleep for a few days” She inhales her scent “I love the new baby smell.” The three vampires chuckle at her.

“Congratulations Demetri, Y/N. She’s gorgeous” She says with a smile “Thank you” They reply together. “Do you have a name for her?” Esme asks “Yes, we do. I’d like you both to meet my…our daughter Annabelle Jane Volturi” Demetri says proudly “Such a beautiful name and I like the nod to Jane too” Esme replies smiling.

“I’ll wash and dress Annabelle whilst you and Jane change Y/N” Esme says softly “Thank you again for your help” Demetri says and moves to stand beside Carlisle “Please stay in the room just in case, for Jane’s sake as she is a little worried about turning Y/N” Demetri says low “Of course. I wondered if that was the case when she decided to wait outside with Alec” Carlisle replies softly.

Jane and Demetri stand either side of the bed Y/N’s lying on “Bite one side of her neck each as well as one wrist. That should be enough” Carlisle advises, they nod and bite Y/N as instructed. “I have given her some morphine and will continue to do so as I did with Bella. It’ll make her transition more bearable” He added.

A few hours later Y/N has been washed and redressed into a green knee length dress and is laying on Demetri’s bed undergoing her transformation. “I wanted us all together Dem” Jane said low as she watched Annabelle’s eyes flutter shut as she yawns and wriggles a little getting comfortable. “My gorgeous little princess” He whispers as his daughter lies on his chest, cuddling her and breathing in her scent. “I can’t believe how much she looks like Y/N” Jane says she snuggles up to Demetri, gently resting a hand on Annabelle’s back, Demetri hums in response, thinking for a moment. “I want to thank you sweetheart for accepting that Y/N was my mate as well as yours. I know that was hard for you, hard for you to share us both…” “Someone I love very much told me I needed to learn to share then gave me mind blowing sex” She cut him off smiling at him “I then got to watch the two people I love the most in this world make love to one another and life just got better from there” She added and kissed him “You know if I were human, I think I’d be blushing” He laughed lightly “For sure Dem.” She snuggled back into his side “I think you’ll make a great father” “I think Y/N will be a great mother and you will be a great influence on our daughter” He replied, sincerity clear in his voice “Thank you D” “I mean it…Fairy Godmother” He teased lightly and Jane smiled and breathed in Annabelle’s scent “Her scent is rather calming. I like it” Demetri hums in agreement and continues to hold two of his three girls in his arms.

“How’s my beautiful niece doing?” Alec asks as he enters Demetri’s room the following morning “She’s sleeping but should wake soon if you want to wait and have a cuddle?” He replies “I think I will” Alec replies and gets comfy on the sofa “You know you could have come and met her last night” “I know D but I wanted you and Jane to bond with her, especially as Y/N can’t bond with her yet” Alec replied “Thank you Alec, I appreciate that” Dem replied just as soft cries fill the room. A few moments later and Alec is holding his niece and her eyes flutter open “She has Y/N’s eyes” “That she does” “You know you’re screwed right?” Alec chuckled, Dem rose an eyebrow “You can’t say no to Y/N, there’s no way you’ll ever say no to this little one” Alec said smiling at his niece, she cooed at him “See even she agrees Dem” “Hush you, I’ll be fine” “Rather you than me, you now have three females to look after and keep happy” “I know but it’s worth it” Demetri smiled looking down at his daughter and then over to his bed, where Jane was lying beside Y/N reading.

Y/N woke up two days after Annabelle was born and the first person she saw was Demetri “Hello handsome” She smiled and ran to him, he caught her easily “Hello darling” He smiled back before pressing his lips to hers “You’re beautiful” He breathed against her lips, she looked down and bit her lip though no blush coloured her cheeks “What have I told you about biting your lip?” He whispered before he bit it gently, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him deepening the kiss “I love you Dem” “I love you too.” She took his hand in hers and stepped onto the balcony, holding them in the air “I sparkle too now” She giggled and he did too “You always did find that funny.”

“We’re going hunting…” “Where’s Annabelle and Jane?” Y/N cut him off “Annabelle’s with Alec and Gianna. Jane is at the front entrance waiting for us, she didn’t want to overwhelm your newborn senses when you woke” He replied and carefully took her hand and led her down to where Jane was waiting for them “Jane” Y/N called out and letting go of Dem’ hand she ran towards her and wrapped her arms around her neck “I love you.” Jane coughed and tapped Y/N’s back “Too…rough” She breathed at the same time Dem called “Careful darling or you’ll break her.” Y/N pulled back “Sorry” Demetri and Jane chuckled “It’s your turn not to break us…me specifically” Jane told her smiling “He’s stronger than I am” She nodded at Demetri “I promise not to break you.”

Y/N’s first hunt went well although she wasn’t the messiest newborn they’ve seen, she wasn’t the cleanest either, she fell somewhere in the middle. Jane looked at Y/N “Messy little eater” She teased and as she disposed of her dinner. Demetri stood looking at Y/N and smiled, he lifted his thumb to the corner of her mouth “You missed a drop” Y/N’s lips closed around his thumb as she sucked the blood off it and noticed his eyes were black, despite him having just drained a human “I want you” He growled and kissed her roughly, pushing her against the wall “Fuck me Dem” She growled back “I’ll dispose of dinner whilst you two scratch that itch” Jane smirked “You don’t mind?” Y/N asked “I had you first as a human sweetie, only fair he gets you first as a vampire” She turned and walked away “See you at home. I’ll be with your daughter” “Thanks sweetheart” Dem replies and his hand reaches under Y/N’s dress tearing away her panties, two fingers dip between her folds as he roughly attacks her neck with rough kisses, nipping the skin lightly “Oh Dem” She tugs his hair and grinds against his hand, eliciting a growl from him. He removes his fingers and she whimpers at the loss of contact “Patience” He says as he pulls her further into the alley, where it’s darker.

Y/N cups his crotch as he pushes her back against the wall, resuming his attack on her neck “Don’t rip the dress, I need to wear it home” He growls at her and reaches down, unzipping it revealing her black bra beneath, it barely containing her full breasts “I love this bra” Y/N removed her arms and let the dress fall to the floor, his trousers follow shortly after as he lifts her up, her legs wrapping around him. He enters her in one swift movement “Ahh” They both moan together “Still so tight for me” He growls and captures her lips with his “Move Dem…please” She begs and he pulls almost all the way out of her before slamming back inside her, hard and deep “Oh Dem” She cries out his name not caring who hears. “Rough or…” “Rough” She growled cutting him off “As you wish.” He cupped her ass and lifted her off of his hard length as he withdrew from her so only the tip of him remained inside her, he then slammed back inside her, rougher than before “OH, OH” She cried out as he sank deeper into her with every thrust “Like that?” “Yes, just like that.” He continued to pound into her, loving that he could be a little rough with her now. His head dipped and he kissed and nipped at her breasts, he moaned against her skin as she grinded against him, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust. He felt her fingers card through his hair before giving it a harsh tug, pulling his head back she licked the front of his neck before kissing along his jawline round towards his ear. She gently bit his earlobe, then kissed just below his ear moving downwards a little. He purred loudly as he continued to move deep inside her hitting that sweet spot over and over. He felt her teeth graze his neck before she bit him, her venom tingling against his skin “Oh Y/N” He cried out, feeling his release approaching ‘little minx’ he thought to himself and smiled. He moved one hand between them, his fingers playing with her clit harshly “Faster…please” She cried as she felt the knot low in her abdomen. He growled in her ear and sped up his thrusts, the sound of skin hitting skin and their moans filled the empty alley. Her walls fluttered around him and her head fell back as the knot finally broke, her orgasm hitting her hard “OH GODS..YES!..DEM!” She screamed out as she came, her new heightened senses overloaded with the sensations of coming undone in his arms; her eyes closed though stars flittered behind her eyelids, her legs tightened around his waist as she held him closer grinding against him, needing to feel him, all of him. His release followed as her orgasm pulled him over the ledge, her teeth grazing his neck again “FUCK Y/N” His thrusts becoming slower as he emptied himself inside her, riding out their highs together.

“That good huh?” He chuckled once they had come down from the highs “I didn’t know sex with you could get any better…till now” She kissed him, pulling his bottom lip between her teeth. “I can’t believe your first time as a newborn was against a wall in an alley” He said low looking around “I’m not complaining handsome. That was the best sex we’ve ever had. That’s thanks to you” She tapped his nose and kissed him again. “Best sex ever. Really?” He asks, a cheeky smile on his lips “Yep” She let the ‘p’ pop “Well, you’ve only been immortal for an afternoon, give it time….” He trailed off as he pulled his trousers up and then zipped her dress for her. “Later, I’m going to make love to you, really take my time with you as I did the first time I was with you a human” He said low in her ear “I look forward to it” She kissed him. “Now, let’s be good parents and go home to our daughter” She held out her hand to him “Yes, lets” He replied placing his hand in hers and making their way back to the castle.

Meanwhile, back at the castle “Where’s Dem and Y/N?” Alec asked as Jane entered his room “They’re otherwise engaged” “What does that mean? And how did her first hunt go” Alec asked, an eyebrow raised “It means he’s doing her as we speak and turns out our Y/N is a little bit of a messy newborn” She replied “Why aren’t you with them?” Alec asked “Because sex in an alley covered in the blood of my dinner is not my thing” She told him and he nodded “Dem’s one kinky bastard” Alec murmured “I know” Jane smiled at her brother.

[supercxrpschild]

baby!danvers - exhale

Trigger warnings for self harm, depression, and eating disorders. Please take care of yourselves 🤍

Wrote this last night because i was about to relapse and was crying so hard i couldnt see. I thought what would happen if i had Alex and Kara and Lena. What would happen if i could let someone in, what would happen if i could finally let go. 

So i wrote this instead of hurting myself. 

Word Count: 1548

You woke up. Again. Every day seemed to be worse than the next. Every day you wished you weren’t here anymore. But you were, and you had to keep going.

It was becoming harder and harder to do that though. Harder to force yourself out of bed, harder to force yourself to get dressed, harder to force yourself to go to work at L-Corp and even harder to pretend everything was absolutely fine.

You were nearing your limit, and you knew it. Everyday it felt like you were holding your breath, never able to exhale.  But you couldn’t break now. You couldn’t break when everyone was coming over to yours and Kara’s apartment tonight for game night. You couldn’t break ever.

Your limbs felt like lead, the physical energy you needed to get them to do what you wanted them to was more than you had left in you. As you placed paperwork in the pile by your desk, you slipped and watched them fall to the ground. You stared blankly as they floated down, landing on various parts of the flooring. You only stopped staring when you heard a voice,

“Y/n?” Slowly you looked up to see Lena, her expression something you couldn’t read. You tried your best to look present,

“Hi Lena.”

“Are you… are you okay?” She asked, unsure of the right wording.

“I’m fine, is there something you needed done?” She hesitated for a moment before explaining what she needed you to do, and hesitated again when she left you.

You sighed. Just 12 more hours, and then you’ll be in bed.

“Come on, y/n!! Play me in Mario kart while we wait pleaseeee!!!” Kara begged from the couch as Alex poured out bowls of snacks. You shuddered looking at them.

“I um, I think I might just lie down for a few minutes… you know, until the others get here…” you left without waiting for a response.

15 minutes later you forced yourself to go out there and play games for hours, forcing yourself to be okay and laugh and not show any signs of what was actually going on. You cleverly refused snacks and pizza. You also cleverly avoided Lena, who was starting to suspect something.

Eventually, you were in bed, safe.

Until you had to wake up and do it all again.

You struggled a bit more this morning. It was all becoming too much to fake. But you made it to L-Corp, though, you did stop by the bathroom in the lobby to do something you weren’t proud of. But it helped you keep going through the day, so it wasn’t that bad. If it helps, why not.

Once again, Lena comes to you after lunch. You know she knows somethings up, and its killing her not being able to figure it out.

That was before she said softly “Oh y/n…”, and you looked down and realised you were wearing a white blouse today and didn’t think it through when you had your little trip to the bathroom this morning.

You looked up at her, tears forming in your eyes. “Its nothing, Lena! I just, I scratched my wrist on the shower door this morning, haha you know how clumsy I am!”

She didn’t buy it. Instead, wordlessly, she grabbed your hand and led you to her office. She sat you down on the couch.

And that’s when you broke.

Body-wracking sobs tore through you. Lena pulled you into her arms, she undid your tight ponytail and ran her fingers through your hair, whispering promises that she didn’t know if she could fulfil, but she wanted to comfort you in any way she could.

When you calmed a bit, you sat up and mumbled an apology, already putting your walls back up.

“Y/n, darling… whats going on?” You shook your head “Y/n, I know more about little boxes than anyone, and it doesn’t do any good to keep using them – your sister taught me that.”

“Lena I- I can’t. I’m so beyond fucked up. Theres just, theres so much wrong with me. And the worst part is I’m so aware that its wrong but I can’t stop! I cant. I I just, I don’t know.” Lena nodded and held your hand.

“I know honey. I know its hard. If I ask you something, will you be able to tell me yes or no?” Hesitantly, you nodded.

“That cut on your wrist, is it really from the shower this morning?” You shook your head.

“Is there more than one?” You nodded.

“Is this the first time you’ve done this?” Another shake no.

“Lena I, I don’t want anyone else to find out about this.” You stuttered. She smiled softly,

“Don’t you think you should tell your sisters?” You stood up, maybe a little too quickly as you swayed and fell back down.

“Woah” you held your head, Lena immediately knew her other suspicion was confirmed.

“Y/n, when was the last time you ate?” You went to lie, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t even remembered the last time you ate.

“I… I don’t know. I don’t know! I don’t know!” You broke down again, and this time, Lena called Kara and Alex.

Soon, they were both there as well, in Lena’s office as you cried. Alex held you, Kara rubbed your back, feeling helpless. They all did.

“My sweet little one. I got you, its going to be okay, its going to be okay. You’re okay, its all okay” Alex murmured.

Lena and Kara stood up and walked to the other end of her office, speaking in quiet toned whispers, but you knew it was about you. You knew she was telling her about the self-harm, about the not eating. You cursed yourself, they thought you had recovered from it a few years back. Now they knew you lied and lied and lied.

“A-Alex please don’t hate me” she shushed you softly,

“Sweet girl, I could never, ever hate you.” Your eldest sisters hands threaded comfortingly through your hair, just as Lena had done earlier.

Kara and Lena came over, Kara placed a hand on your arm and carefully untangled you from Alex,

“Lets get you home babygirl.”

Kara carried you up to the apartment you shared, it reminded you of being little, when Kara and Alex used to carry you everywhere and throw you onto the bed to tickle you until you squealed with laughter.

Except this time, tears replaced laughter, and instead of the bed, she placed you softly onto the couch. Alex and her taking either side of you. It was a moment of silence before Alex spoke,

“Can I see little one?” You looked at her,

“See what?” She gestured to your wrist, you stood up defensively and swayed just like you had done back at L-Corp.

“We aren’t going to judge you sweetheart. We want to help you. I just want to have a look, maybe clean them up a bit so they don’t get infected, can you let me do that?” Your eldest sister asked as she cupped your cheek, reluctantly, you nodded.

You changed into a tshirt, something you hadn’t worn in a long time. You could tell Alex and Kara were holding back tears, they were trying not to show it, but you saw. Alex busied herself though, dabbing antiseptic onto a cotton pad and grabbing your arm that was smeared with blood from your haphazard job this morning.

“Little one, this might hurt a bit.” Kara grabbed your other hand and squeezed it as you whimpered while Alex cleaned your  wrist.

Eventually, she was done. She pressed a soft kiss to the bandage she had placed on them and you turned your face into Kara, unable to deal with the shame and guilt you were feeling.

“Okay, y/n… you gotta eat something sweet girl.” Kara said after a while. Your face paled,

“Please… no. I can’t. I’ll do anything else you want me to do, just don’t make me eat, please” you begged, Kara cupped your face, hers struggling to contain her tears.

She looked at Alex, she sighed. She mouthed something to Kara and went to the kitchen, making some plain toast.

You begged and begged, Kara just held you tight, stroking your hair. Alex brought over the plate with two pieces of toast on it.

“Y/n, you’re gonna eat one. At least just one piece.” Alex said, handing you the plate.

After sitting there for a while, you realised you weren’t going to get out of it, neither of your sisters were relenting. Slowly you picked up one of the pieces and took a bite, fighting not to gag.

When you finished one piece, you pushed the plate away and curled into Kara’s side. She placed a kiss on your forehead,

“I am SO proud of you, little star.” Kara used her nickname from when she first came to earth and to live with you and Alex.

Alex wrapped her arms around you too,

“We’re gonna get you help, y.n, its all going to be okay.”

It didn’t feel like it would be, but you had your sisters, and Lena, and Kelly and Nia and Brainy and J’onn.

You weren’t alone, you didn’t have to hide anymore.

You could finally exhale.

[misscellophane-ao3]

Title - Peter’s a dad!? (Also on Ao3)

Request by - Rae (Anon) on AO3

Request summary - Peter's friends/classmates or maybe school? Find out that Mai is his daughter? Like some are supportive but maybe there's a bit if angst but super fluffy PK family moments? (Set in my AOMPK au)

Pairing - Parkner (Harley Keener x Peter Parker)

Warnings - Light cursing

Words - 2371

Story -

There was something about Peter Parker, Betty thought to herself, Something odd. It wasn’t a bad odd, just a sort of ‘huh, that guy must be hiding something’ kind of odd.

She wasn’t friends with Peter but she did talk to him sometimes and she was close to Ned who was Peter’s best friend, so she probably knew him better than the others in the team bar MJ and Ned.

Which just made the conversation she heard even weirder.

“-can’t say no to her. Seriously, she could ask Harley to take over the world and he would.” Peter huffed.

Harley? She remembers the name from their field trip a few weeks ago. He was Peter’s boyfriend, right?

Ned had snickered at that, picking up a fry from his tray “And you wouldn’t? Mr. you can’t have any more cookies but I suppose I can make an exception this one time that turns into every time?”

Peter rolled his eyes “First off, That is a really long name. Second, have you seen her? She’s adorable. She could probably get Fisk to turn himself in with just a look.”

”I can’t believe you took so long to tell me.”

”How was I supposed to tell you? Hey Ned, guess what? You’re technically an uncle.” Peter did short jazz hands, “How would you suggest I had explained it?”

Ned snorted, shaking his head with amusement.

”Hey, we are still in the lunchroom.” MJ cut in, dryly, “Unless you want the whole school to know.”

Both Peter and Ned sheepishly apologized but Betty’s brain was already working double time.

Uncle? Does Peter have a kid? Since when? Who was the mother? Was it his? Betty was going to find out. Only because once her curiosity was peaked it was hard to let the topic go.

And finding out a schoolmate, let alone Peter Parker, has a kid was tugging at her curiosity. So to sate it, she decided to ask around. She decided to start with her teammates at AcaDec practice that day. It wasn't a mandatory practice so very few people actually showed up, The only ones there being, Betty, Abe, Cindy, Sally, and Flash. They were in the gym waiting on Peter, Ned, and Mj to show up. Mr.Harrington was sitting near the back of the room grading papers.

“Have you seen anything weird with Peter recently?”

“Why are you asking?” Abe asked cautiously. It was never a good thing when Betty was interrogating people.

”I’m just curious, is all.” She frowned, “Can I not be curious?”

”You? No.” Sally stated, “You’re never just curious.”

Cindy nodded in agreement, “Why are you asking about Peter anyway?”

”I told you! I’m just curious!”

Cindy gasped “Do you have a crush on him?”

Betty shook her head rapidly “No! I just-“ she paused then sighed, “I heard him talking to Ned at lunch yesterday and it-“ she pressed her lips together, unsure if she should even tell them.

”It what?” Abe questioned.

Crap. What does she do? She didn't want to out Peter on accident but she was so curious!

"Just,you know, was weird. I don't know. That's why I'm asking." Betty replied with a hopefully casual wave of her hand.

"Why would you want to know about Parker?" Flash scoffed from a few seats away, Betty sighed.

"Unlike you Flash, Peter is friends with us." Sally shot back, annoyed, "And he's pretty cool too." She added pointedly.

"Yeah right." He scoffed but didn't say anything else, thankfully.

Betty ignored Flash and turned to Cindy, "What about you? You sit behind him during first period."

Before she could reply the doors to the gym opened and the three other members of their team showed up. MJ glanced around the group, frowning.

"Nobody else?" She huffed, rolling her eyes, "Well, this isn't a mandatory practice. Whatever, I'll just make them do extra practice next time." She looked over the group, "Get into teams. We're gonna be practicing response time today." Everyone hurried into their seats.

Betty mentally groaned at the loss of opportunity but then perked up as she realized she was sitting next to Ned and Peter. Hopefully, she’ll overhear something soon.

The practice went on for about thirty minutes before they were interrupted by a loud ringing.

“Sorry!”

They all turned to see Peter fumbling to grab his phone. Betty perked up instantly. Maybe this was her chance?

Mr.Harrison sighed “Parker, turn your phone off.”

Oh, right. Practice. Dang it, She’ll never find out at this rate.

Peter nodded, glanced at his phone, the shook his head, standing up, “Sorry, Mr.Harrington but I got to take this.”

Betty perked up again. Or maybe she will.

He headed to the edge of the stage, answering his phone before their teacher could stop him.

Due to how quiet it was, they could all hear him talking on the phone, the other side of the conversation though was muted.

”What happened?” The words came off worried. Whatever the other replied caused Peter to breathed out heavily and run a hand through his hair, relieved.

”Oh, is she okay?” A pause, “Fuck. Okay, just-“ he glanced back at them briefly, “I can’t really leave right now. Is it bad? No? Good, that’s good. I'm glad she's okay. What was she even doing?”

Another pause then a disbelieving, “What?” Peter shook his head and groaned, “I thought I told her to wait. Hey! Why is she my kid when she does something stupid? You are just as likely to fuck uhhh,” Peter trailed off, his expression softened as the phone was presumably handed off, “Hey, Mai. How’s the hand?”

Mai? That’s the name of the girl from the field trip. Why was Peter talking to her?

”No, I’m not mad. Just- I told you to wait for me or Harley. I know. I know. You were excited but you could have really hurt yourself.”

Peter’s lip twitched upwards “Yeah, I know. Look, how about I stop and get you some ice cream and you promise to wait next time?”

Peter hummed “New Legos? I don’t know. You did break the rules.” Peter lightly teased, “But fine, just this once.” His expression turned disapproving, “But you have to promise to wait next time. Yeah? Okay, okay. Good. I’ll see you when I get home. See you, sweetie.”

The phone was handed off again, ���Like you aren’t?” He shook his head, “We can talk about this later, I gotta go. MJ is giving me the evil eye.” The said brunette rolled her eyes, “Yeah, see you when I get home.” A blush crept up Peter’s face, “Yeah,” he smiled softly, “Love you too.”

He hung up and turned back to the team, tilting his head with confusion when he saw them with their mouths open and eyes wide with puzzled shock bar MJ and Ned, ”What?”

“What the fuck Parker!?” Flash shouted, “Do you have a kid!?”

”Language!” Mr.Harrington said then turned to Peter, “But I must agree. Who was that you were talking to?”

“Oh.” Peter’s blush returned full force, “I can explain.”

He was silent for a long moment.

“I can no longer explain.” He said.

Flash rolled his eyes, “As if you would have a kid anyway. You would need someone who would want to sleep with you first.”

"Mr.Thompson, language."

”You do remember he has a boyfriend right?” Abe said, raising a brow at Flash.

”Unless Parker is secretly a girl, I still don’t see how he could have a kid.”

“That brings up a valid point.” Mr.Harrington turned to Peter, “Is this child your sister? Or just someone you are babysitting?”

Peter opened his mouth then breathed out his nose, “Sorta? I mean-“ he sighed, running a hand through his hair, “Ms.Potts is gonna be pissed.” He murmured before turning back to them.

”You guys remember that girl from the field trip? The one who beat you all at Mario Kart?”

”Yeah. The secret love child of the Avengers.” Sally nods.

”No, She was Peter’s boyfriend’s cousin. Right?” Cindy corrected with a tilt of her head.

“Yeah, her. She’s uh-“ Peter paused then sighed again, “She’s not his cousin. She’s- well, she’s an orphan that Harley and I took in.” He admits quietly.

“What do you mean? What didn’t you take her to foster care?”

Peter shook his head at Mr.Harrington, “Are you kidding? No, look, it’s complicated. Trust me, I can’t tell you everything but Mr.stark agrees it would have been a bad idea. Anyway, the short story is we found her and we took her in. She’s been with us for a few months now. And you guys can’t tell anyone! I’m serious. It could be very dangerous for her if it gets out. Please.” He gave them a pleading look that tugged at Betty’s heart.

Flash still looked doubtful, “And Tony Stark is okay with you just having a five-year-old in his tower?”

“She’s four. And yeah. He is.”

“What was that phone call about?” Sally asked curiously, changing the topic.

”Oh,” a look of fond annoyance flicked through Peter’s eyes, “Mai accidentally hurt herself trying to make something. It’s wasn’t too bad. She just nicked her hand a bit." Peter rolled his eyes fondly, "She was just super excited and opened the box without anyone there, cut herself with the box and freaked out Harley when he walked in and saw her bleeding. She'll be okay though."

"That's good." Cindy slumped into her chair, they were all obviously relieved to hear the little girl was okay.

Betty hummed, "So that's who you and Ned were talking about at lunch?"

MJ gave Ned and Peter a pointed look.

"You, uh, heard that?" Ned asked sheepishly.

Betty nodded, "It was bugging me all day!" She admits.

Peter glanced around the room, "You guys, won't tell anyone right? I'm not kidding when I said it'd be dangerous for her."

"I won't say a word," Cindy promised, Sally and Abe agreed easily.

Betty shrugged herself, "I'm satisfied just knowing." She smiled at them.

Mr.Harrington and Flash looked the most hesitant, Well, Mr.Harrington did, Flash just looked doubtful.

"Come on Flash," Peter says, "I don't care if you don't believe me. Just-Don't tell anyone about her? Please?"

Flash pressed his lips together, "I don't know."

"What do you want?" Peter asked, deadpan.

Flash shrugged, "I never did get to finish that tour."

"You were a dick!" Ned exclaimed.

Flash kept his eyes on Peter "Well, Parker?"

"Will you kept quiet?" Peter prompted, Flash nodded.

"You can't seriously be thinking about agreeing," Abe says puzzled.

Everybody knew Flash bullied Peter, he'd gotten a little better over the past few weeks but he was still a bully.

Peter and Flash locked eyes, staring at each other for a long tense moment. 

Something must have happened in that nonverbal interaction though because Peter pressed his lips together, breathed in deeply, then, looking like he was regretting the words that were about to come out of his mouth, said, "You can come over to the tower this weekend. If you promise not to tell anyone." Peter offered, "We can do whatever you want that doesn't have to do with the labs. Tony would never let you back in those."

"What? Peter!" Ned complained.

Flash crossed his arms, "Will that girl kick me again?"

Betty pressed a hand to her mouth to keep from laughing. That was a great memory. She shared an amused look with Abe and Cindy.

"Will you be a dick?" Peter shot back.

Mr.Harrignton opened his mouth, probably to chide Peter for his language before he seemed to just give up, slumping against his chair and rubbing his temples.

Once again, Flash and Peter stared at each other, neither seemingly willing to give in. Then, Flash blinked and leaned back in his seat.

"Fine. But if I get threatened again, I'm out."

"Trust me, They won't settle for just threatening you this time if you did something," Peter replied idly, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Flash paled a little before he huffed, "Whatever. I'll be by this weekend."

"Alright. Deal." Peter turned to Mr.Harrington, tilting his head questioningly.

Mr.Harrington waved his hand, "I'd rather not deal with a lawsuit, thanks." And that was it.

MJ cleared her throat and got everybody back to practice. Betty, though, was glad she finally got her answer.

...

”So, how was school today?” Tony asked during dinner. It was just Tony, Pepper, Rhodey, Peter, Harley, and Mai there tonight as the others were either busy or off-world.

”The team found out about Mai.” Peter said, taking a bite of chicken.

”I thought they already knew about her due to that field trip?” Pepper asked.

”Yeah, but now they know Harley and I are taking care of her and she’s not Harley’s cousin we were babysitting.”

"How'd that happened?" Harley frowned, Peter shot him a look.

"Someone just so happened to call me during practice freaking out about a paper cut. Right, Mai." Peter tickled her stomach making her laugh.

"Yeah!" She agreed, waving her hand. It really wasn't that big a cut, but it was on her palm which made it hard for her to hold things. Thankfully, It should heal in a few days according to Dr.Cho.

"Ah, oops?" Harley grinned sheepishly, Mai giggled again.

"Do we have to make them sign NDA's?" Rhodey questioned cautiously, Peter and Harley may not be Tony's biological kids but that didn't mean Rhodey couldn't care for them as his nephews.

Peter shook his head, "I don't think so. It should be fine. I trust them." He smiled fondly as he watched Harley help Mai cut her chicken.

Pepper nodded, "I'll get some paperwork ready anyway. Don't want to risk it." Her tone brokered no arguments.

Peter nodded, "Okay. Fair enough. Oh, also," He perked up, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Flash is coming over this weekend."

Harley, Tony, and Rhodey all choked on their food as Pepper and Mai blinked at him.

"What!?" The three guys exclaimed together.

Peter casually sipped his soda, hiding a grin.

[ahtohallan-calling]

chapter 21 of don’t read the last page is here!

masterpost

[kristanna / m / multichap / modern au with actress!anna and vetstudent!kristoff]

“Happy birthday, Kris.”

He reached into the bag and pulled out a square of fabric; he let it fall open and, after reading what was on the front of the t-shirt, looked at Anna with a mixture of shock and amusement.

Ellie squinted at it from the far end of the table. “Best dad ever? Why does it say that? I don’t get it.”

march

"Call me as soon as you're done, okay?"

"What if you're in the middle of saving a bunny's life or something?"

"I won't be. I'll probably still be at lunch."

Anna sighed in relief and stepped closer, leaning her forehead against his chest. "Oh, good. I'm nervous as fuck."

"Why?" he asked, settling his arms around her.

"I don't know. Just...now that I'm excited about it, I'm worried it'll be a false alarm after all or like...that something's wrong."

Kristoff kissed the top of her head. "It's going to be fine, baby. I'm sure of it."

She tilted her face up towards him, propping up her chin on his chest. "Why does everything sound so reassuring when you say it? Tell me something else that'll make me feel better."

"Uh...like what?"

"I don't know. That I'll never get morning sickness and only be in labor for five minutes."

"I don't think either of those things can really happen. But," he said quickly, seeing the disappointment on her face, "it'll be worth it. Because then we'll get to meet our baby. Who, just saying, is going to be the coolest kid of all time and will definitely be a Mario Kart prodigy."

She smiled and raised up on her toes to kiss him. "Love you."

"Love you back."

And then, because that seemed to be the way of things in his life these days, he had had to miss lunch in order to help out with an emergency surgery and missed lunch. The dog in question, thankfully, was completely fine, but his heart was pounding as he scrambled to check his phone. Ryder raised an eyebrow at the way he rushed into the break room. “All good, man?”

“Great,” Kristoff said absentmindedly as he flicked open his texts from Anna.

hey no worries that you didnt pick up sure u just got busy but congratulations dad🎈🎉👶

nov 12 is the due date but they said prob will be late since its our first

!!!!!!!!!!!!!! love you

For a moment he just stared down at the screen, hardly daring to breathe. So this was really happening; by the end of the year, he’d have a one-month-old baby. He was going to be a father.

“Stop mooning over the girlfriend and come help me in the kennels,” Ryder called.

“Fiancee,” Kristoff said absentmindedly before typing out a quick response, ignoring the exaggerated gasp of shock from the doorway.

I can’t wait. Love you back :)

---

“Kristoff?”

“Distractions won’t work this time,” he replied through clenched teeth.

“I’m not even racing this time, dumbass. What’s in 209 days?”

“Huh? I-- fuck!” he shouted as he drove right off the edge of the track, to Anna and Ryder’s delight, and promptly fell to last place.

“Watch out, Nattura,” Anna growled. “I’m coming for your ass.”

“Was she always like this?” Honey asked, amused, from where she was sprawled across the armchair.

“Yes,” Elsa replied from her spot on the floor, not looking up from her phone. “It was worst when we played Candyland, because there’s not even a point to being competitive at that.”

“Hello? Does anyone care about this ominous countdown on the fridge?” Sven asked again, huffing when he was drowned out by Anna’s cheering as she threw a banana peel in front of Ryder’s kart and secured a last-second victory.

Kristoff, at last, glanced at him. “Will you get me a beer while you’re over there?”

“Yes, if you tell me what the fuck is in 209 days and if I need to like, buy a Geiger counter or something.”

“Anna?” Honey asked suddenly, sitting up. “Everything good?”

“Fine,” she said distantly, suddenly the same shade of white as her t-shirt.

 Ryder, his eyes wide, put an arm around her shoulders to keep her from swaying off the sofa. “Jesus, is winning Mario Kart that exciting?” he asked.

“That’s like, November…” Sven said, frowning. “Why is Thanksgiving making you pass out?”

“I’m not passing out,” Anna said, her voice distant, and Kristoff swore under his breath, hastily getting to his feet and crossing to the kitchen himself to get a glass of water. “I’m pregnant, though.”

No one reacted until Elsa’s phone hit the floor, and then they all burst into a cacophony of questions.

“You’re what--”

“How long have you--”

“What the fuck--”

“I think I am going to actually pass out if you don’t all shut up,” Anna said, her voice suddenly nearly a shout, and they all froze and turned to look at her. 

Kristoff handed her the glass of water then, and she took a long gulp before meeting her sister’s gaze. “I was going to tell you tonight, Elsa,” she explained, “you know, family and all. And the rest of you guys in a few more weeks when, you know, it’s less…” She waved a hand. “Risky. But...yes. We’re, uh, we’re having a baby. November 12th, mark your calendars for Anna Arendelle’s performance of a lifetime.”

Sven was the first to speak. “Damn,” he said, taking a sip of the beer he’d finally regained the sense to crack open, “you’re really gonna do that to some kid?”

“Do what?” she asked with a slight frown.

“Make him be a goddamn giant and a ginger.”

--

april

“You don’t have to stay up with me,” Anna said hoarsely as he passed her a glass of water. "You only signed up for morning sickness duties, not every hour of the day and night sickness watch."

“I won’t be able to sleep knowing you don’t feel good.”

“Yeah, but now you won’t be able to stay awake at the clinic tomorrow.”

“That’s what coffee is for,”

She sighed and wiped her hand across her mouth. “I think it’s over for now.”

Kristoff leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her temple. “Are you sure?”

“No. But I hope it is.”

“Me, too,” he said, getting to his feet before reaching down and offering a hand to help her up. She stumbled slightly, and he caught her, eyebrows knitting together with concern. “Come on, let’s get you back to bed.”

“I wanna brush my teeth,” she said, yawning.

He waited while she did, and she couldn’t help but smile at him in the mirror when he let out his own yawn, rubbing sleepily at his eyes under his glasses. “I love you,” she said around the toothbrush, and he laughed.

“Even though it’s my fault you’re sick right now?”

“Both of ours, really. Your fault for being so handsome, and my fault for taking full advantage of that,” she said, cheerful again now that the nausea had passed as she bounced back to bed. “Or maybe it’s the baby’s fault.”

“We’ll have to give her a stern talking to,” Kristoff replied, lifting the blankets for her as she clambered in. “Put her in timeout and everything.”

Anna laughed, nestling against his chest the moment he was beside her once more. “You really are convinced it’s a girl, aren’t you?”

“Mmhmm,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “Who’s going to look exactly like you.”

“I don’t know,” she hummed. “I’m kind of hoping for a little boy.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I just...sometimes I think about what it’ll be like when they’re here, and I just...I keep imagining how it would feel to look over and see you holding a little boy and think ‘that’s him, that’s our son’.”

Suddenly there was a lump in his throat. “Well...well, I guess that would be okay, too.”

---

Sam was surprisingly misty-eyed when she told him. “Look at you, kiddo,” he kept saying, over and over, and she was half-tempted to get up and walk around his desk to give him a hug around the neck.

Lena, though, was so efficiently business-like that Anna just sat silently in her chair, grateful for Kristoff’s hand in hers. “Do we have a timeline?”

“Yes, November twelfth is--”

“Not that. For when you want to go public. Although that does give us a firm deadline.”

Anna let out a surprised little laugh, but Lena just raised an eyebrow; apparently that hadn’t been a joke. Kristoff squeezed her hand and said, “The sooner the better. Might as well get it over with.”

“Well, if we go ahead and go public now, it’s going to hurt Anna’s engagement numbers and detract from the film’s first trailer coming out next week. If we wait until, say, June, it’ll fall perfectly in the lull between the first and second trailers and give us time to start setting the narrative on track well before the press tours. I’ll see what I can do to make sure anything out of state is done before you’re not allowed to fly. When’s the wedding?”

Anna blinked for a moment, trying to process the rapid-fire stream of information. “Um. We didn’t set a date yet.”

“Hmm,” Lena said with a frown. “Well, let’s try to get on that. People will want to know. Too bad you’re not already married, I’d say release a picture of you in the dress and you’d be on the cover of People. For now, though, just a picture of both of you is enough.”

“We don’t want to do that, though,” Anna said quickly before Kristoff could start to get nervous. “Just let them know that he, you know, exists. I don’t want to make it easier for them to find him.”

“Alright. I’d suggest social media, since your fans feel very close to you and will appreciate hearing it directly. But an interview is always a good default if you want a pro’s help putting it in the best way possible.”

She shifted slightly in her seat. “Um. I’m kind of...out of my depth here. Sam?”

He blinked. “Oh, sorry, I was just-- do you remember the day you wandered into my office for the first time, kiddo, with those roller skates?”

“Of course I do,” she said fondly.

“Anyway. I’d do the interview. Better safe than sorry.”

Lena nodded. “Right. Let me find someone willing to do a feature on you,” she said, diving back in to her laptop. 

The rest of them sat in awkward silence for a moment before Kristoff cleared his throat. “So,” he began, “what do I need to do?”

Sam shrugged. “Be on good behavior. Don’t do anything that would embarrass her. Don’t go out in pajamas or get a DUI or anything. If the fans are getting too pushy, help her get out. If paparazzi starts shouting, don’t ever shout back. Even if they say--”

“Done,” Lena announced suddenly. “Tomorrow afternoon downtown. No lunch required, just tea, so no need to worry about getting sick.”

“I haven’t been that sick,” Anna said defensively, and beside her Kristoff coughed.

Sam grinned again. “Look at you, kiddo,” he said again. 

“Look at me what, puking?”

“Getting ready to be a mom,” he said, and suddenly she felt a little misty-eyed, too.

--- 

may

“Jesus!” Anna yelped. “I was dead asleep!”

“Sorry,” Kristoff mumbled as he sat down on the warm spot on the sofa she’d just been evicted from, settling her on his lap and promptly burying his face in her shoulder.

She frowned, carding her fingers through his hair. “I was having a very good dream, I’ll have you know,” she said, though there was no real irritation in her voice. “About puppies, I think.”

“You can go back to sleep,” he said, his voice muffled against her shirt.

“I will when you tell me what’s wrong.”

His arms tightened around her waist. “Give me a minute.”

She hummed her agreement and turned to press a kiss into his hair, relishing the feel of him so close against her, enough that their breathing was slowly syncing up as their chests rose and fell together. Worry was tugging at her, to be sure, about what could have upset him enough to not bother with even a hello, but it helped more than a little to know that he would tell her before long so she could help fix it, instead of letting it linger like an untreated wound in his heart.

“Sorry,” he said again, pulling back with a sigh to rest his forehead against hers. “Just needed a second.”

“‘S’okay, baby. No rush.”

He closed his eyes, moving the hand that wasn’t supporting her back to rest against her still-flat stomach. “At the store...there was stuff in the tabloids. About this.”

“But I...how would anyone know?”

“It said ‘a source from the set of Arendelle’s new movie’.”

“Fuck. I knew people were going to start being suspicious of me being sick all the time. Well, they were going to find out soon enough anyway, weren’t they?” she said, hoping she sounded reassuring despite the pit that had just opened up in her chest.

“It said the baby is Hans’s,” he said bleakly, and a little gasp slipped out from her before she could hold it back.

For a moment they just held each other, letting the news sink in. Anna ran a hand up and down Kristoff’s back, and he sighed, still keeping his forehead pressed against hers. “I’m sorry you had to see that, Kris,” she said quietly.

“I know with...with you being famous and stuff, you’re always going to kind of belong to other people. But the baby...she’s just ours. And I guess it was stupid of me, but I was kind of hoping it would always be like that. That the whole time people knew about her, they would know the truth.”

“About him,” Anna said, and he huffed out a laugh. “Sorry, too soon to be teasing you?”

“No. It helps. You’re definitely wrong, though. I’m certain of it.”

She laughed then, too, and kissed him. “The interview will be out soon. And then everyone will know it’s been you all along, and that it’s your son in there.”

“Daughter. And...okay. If you’re sure.”

“Yeah. I’m ready for this part to be over. I know it’s gonna be hard on you, and I’m sorry you’ll have to deal with the bullshit, but...damn, it’s been hard keeping you a secret. I just want to parade you around town and be like ‘hey guys, guess who got lucky and convinced the hottest guy in the world to marry her?’” “Now you’re just being corny to cheer me up. Literally last night you called me Grandpa again when I put my glasses on.”

“Yeah, but you’re a sexy grandpa. Which is how we ended up in this mess in the first place.”

“Not a mess. Just an...unexpected journey.”

Anna grinned and kissed the tip of his nose. “Is that your way of asking me if we can have a Lord of the Rings marathon tonight to cheer you up?”

“You know me too well. And yes.”

“Did you get popcorn?”

“Mhmm. Think you can keep it down?”

“Nope,” she said cheerfully. “Good thing I have a fiance to hold my hair back, eh?”

---

“Wait!” 

Everyone turned and looked at Anna as she dug through her purse. “I want to take a picture of this,” she explained. “So I can remember the face he makes.”

Kristoff raised an eyebrow, one hand still in the gift bag. “Should I be nervous?”

“No, just--” She grinned and held up her phone. “You’ll see.”

“Can I open it now?”

She nodded, bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. “Happy birthday, Kris.”

He reached into the bag and pulled out a square of fabric; he let it fall open and, after reading what was on the front of the t-shirt, looked at Anna with a mixture of shock and amusement.

Ellie squinted at it from the far end of the table. “Best dad ever? Why does it say that? I don’t get it.”

And then she did get it all at once, her eyes going wide as she clapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh!”

Kristoff’s mother was already weeping and throwing her arms over his shoulders, and his brothers looked awkward but pleased all the same as they clapped him on the back, and Ellie was already squealing and tugging on her sister’s hand and spouting off something about names, and beside Anna Kristoff’s father smiled and set a hand on her shoulder.

“Congratulations,” he said, his eyes kind and full of warmth, and suddenly she was wishing her own father was here, wondering what he would have said, how broadly he would have smiled.

“Thank you, Mr. Bjorgman,” she said, and when he saw her lip start to wobble he pulled her into a tight hug.

“You can call me Cliff, you know,” he said softly. “Or whatever else you’d like. Shoot, might as well go ahead and help me get some practice in, start calling me Grandpa if you want.”

She laughed at that. “Cliff for now, I think.”

“Fine with me,” he said, gently patting her back. “I hope you know we’re here to help both of you with whatever you need. And that you’re welcome up here anytime, with or without him. Don’t even have to call ahead, just come right in the back door and tell me you want pickles or something, whatever it is. Don’t have much experience in this department of parenting, but I’ll try my best.”

“Thank you,” she said, holding on tighter for just a moment before pulling away to face the rest of them. 

---

june

look it’s official

lena had a copy mailed to the house

He squinted at the photo she had texted him, scrolling through the full-page article dedicated to Anna’s rapid rise to fame. He couldn’t help but grin at the mentions of her tampon commercial and unexpected viral fame; she had to have been irritated at that being brought up again. There were photos of her in that blue gown, too, the one she’d worn for the Netflix movie and been so excited to show him. And then there, at the end, was the all-important “what are you doing now” section, the one she had rehearsed with him over and over the night before the interview.

“What’s next for you, Anna?” I ask, and she gives me a bright smile as she sets down her cup of (herbal) tea.

“Well, I’m going to wrap up filming for the sequel, of course, but then I’m going to take a step back from the spotlight for a little bit to focus on my family.”

“Your sister?” 

“My fiance Kristoff, actually, and our first baby. We’re really excited,” she adds with her trademark bright smile, and I can’t help but smile back at her.

He grinned and closed the picture so he could type back a response, but before he’d even started a phone call came through. He frowned; it was just a number, no name, but it looked familiar somehow. “Hello?” he asked, expecting it to be a telemarketer.

“Kristoff? It’s Sam.”

“What’s up?”

“I, uh, I don’t know if you saw yet, but just...don’t panic.”

[readyplayerhobi]

Mulled Wine

; Hoseok x Reader

; Genre: Fluff

; Word Count: 2k

; Synopsis: Christmas is a time for happiness, joy and love. Your first Christmas with Hoseok isn’t spent with him, but that doesn’t mean you don’t get to enjoy it without him.

; A/N: Just a little drabble I knocked up. I didn’t proof read it but...I just wanted some soft Hobi so...enjoy I guess? Please reblog and like if you enjoyed and let me know what you thought! I’m in a bit of a writing slump so...<3

-

The lingering scent of Christmas dinner enriches the air around you, letting your mind wander back to the delicious meal you’d eaten only an hour before. Your stomach is slightly tender and swollen from the extortionate amount of food you’ve eaten, but you refuse to feel guilty over it.

It’s Christmas...it’s the time to overindulge and eat enough food to make yourself thoroughly sick the next day.

And god dammit, your mom’s cooking was delicious. So you had savoured every bite from your plate, enjoying the burst of flavours that evoked memories of previous years with fondness. Plus, it was always lovely to have a meal that you hadn’t made yourself. Food always tastes better that way.

The lighting in the living room is low, the twinkling lights that adorn the tree glowed softly while those on the window reflect back against the darkness of the night outside. Christmas cards adorn the walls and mantlepiece while tasteful decorations are dotted around the room. 

From the kitchen, you can hear your parents talking quietly as they clean up the table and you feel a momentary pang of guilt at not helping them. But they’d ushered you out of the room quickly, ignoring your protests and you knew that you’d lost against them when they presented a united front like that. 

They didn’t want you to miss your call with Hoseok though, and you knew that it was partially because they wanted you to talk to him on Christmas but also because they were a little sad he hadn’t come over. Despite the fact you’d pointed out that he had his own family to visit and spend Christmas with.

Your parents were just a little bit in love with your boyfriend, which made you really happy. This was your first Christmas as a couple and your anniversary was fast approaching too, but they’d wanted to see him today as well. They’d even bought him a present, which you’d found absolutely heart melting.

But you knew Hoseok, and he would rather die than miss Christmas with his own parents. Especially his own mom. You’d sent him home with presents for his own parents this year; a beautiful handbag for his mom and a set of classic English literature for his dad.

Neither Hoseok nor you had given each other your presents yet. Both of you wanted to actually be with each other when you exchanged gifts, which made you a little antsy because you loved opening presents and were eager to see what your lovely boyfriend had got you.

He’d promised to call at 5pm, and your eyes flicker over to the clock on the wall without you meaning them to. How to Train Your Dragon plays on the large flat screen quietly to itself as you unlock your phone, finger automatically going to Twitter to see what the world was up to on this fine day.

You’ve only been scrolling for a few seconds when suddenly the screen disappears and you’re met with Hoseok’s blindingly beautiful grin as his called ID comes up. Immediately you accept the call and note that it’s a video call.

A whine leaves your mouth automatically as you pout, rolling onto your stomach as you lay the phone out in front of you. “Hobi...I look terrible! You just got a great shot of my double chins and...you look nice!”

Your attention is distracted halfway through, taking in your boyfriend’s wide smile that fills the screen. He looks beautiful, a collared black shirt button up with the top few left open while his dark hair has been styled artfully. Hoseok obviously put some effort into his family’s Christmas day and it makes your heart feel funny as you watch him. 

As your words get through to him, you watch with a smile of your own as pink tinges his cheeks and he looks down with a bashful expression. “I...thanks. And you look beautiful. I love your chin...both of them.”

Almost immediately your gasping dramatically, a hand to your chest while your jaw drops open before you laugh at the mischievous look on his face. But his teasing words make you feel warm and soft as you focus on the fact that he’s getting ever more comfortable with you. There had been a time that he would’ve stuttered and tripped over his those words before apologising in case he’d offended you.

“Have you had a good day? Eaten some good food? Opened your presents?” He chuckles at your bombardment of words, tongue licking his lips as he nods happily.

“Yeah, it’s been good. My sister and her husband are here so that’s been nice to see her and get to hang out a bit. My dinner was nice and I liked my presents. They got me that yellow Pikachu N64 I wanted!” He said excitedly, face brightening as he gushed about the retro gaming console enthusiastically. “I don’t know how they knew I wanted it but it’s so cool. Oh...they say thank you for their presents too. Dad already started reading one.”

You bite your lip as you watch the screen lovingly. You’d told them that he’d set his heart on that N64 to add into his console collection and had even found one for them to buy. Totally worth the time and effort given how boyishly happy he was about it. He seemed so much younger like this.

“I’m glad, and my parents liked your gifts too. And that’s so cool! We can play Mario Kart 64 against each other now, it’s the best one,” The words are sincere as he smirks, brow raised. “You know it’s true.”

“Oh yeah? Does that mean you’re still gonna lose?” He teases, giggling and causing the video to shake wildly. You make a sound of indignant protest.

“Excuse you. But I don’t lose. I just choose not to win. It’s boring winning all the time.” You pout, making sure to tilt your head to the side for extra effect as his loud laugh erupts from your phones speaker.

“I’d accept that if you’d actually won against me once. But you haven’t.” He points out through laughs, white teeth chewing on his lip in amusement. You sigh gently and point at the screen.

“I just like to see your face when you win. You get so happy.” Almost immediately, Hoseok’s face darkens as he flushes at the compliment. His eyes dart around, looking for his family to see if they were in earshot and you have to bite your lip hard to stop yourself from laughing.

He was truly adorable.

“Have you had a good Christmas?” Hoseok asks quietly, shifting position until he could lay his head against a sofa cushion and watch you through bright eyes, the screen of his phone reflecting through his glasses.

“Yeah, it’s been good. We only just finished eating really and my parents are cleaning up. I think we’re just going to watch films for the rest of the night, maybe play a board game. My dad’s got some new game he wants to try out so...we’re his willing guinea pigs.” You say quietly, resting your chin on your crossed arms.

Hoseok whines softly, lip pushing out. “I want to play board games.” 

It hadn’t taken long to discover that Hoseok and your father had a connection through the nerdiness of board games. Your dad held a monthly board game night and Hoseok had been invited to the last two, making acquaintances with other people who shared his passion.

You’d let him go alone at first, wanting him to get accustomed to these people without you and build up a rapport without having you to hide behind. He’d loved it, and become pretty close to your dad already. Your dad had very much taken Hoseok under his wing and you knew that he’d be pretty sad if you both broke up.

“Oh baby, we can play them when you come over tomorrow. I promise,” You hold up your pinky and bend it repeatedly, watching as he holds up his and repeats the gesture to you. “My parents got me some really nice presents this year. Mom got me this beautiful black peacoat and some leather boots, I can’t wait to wear them!”

Hoseok nods along at all the right points in the conversation as you continue talking, telling him all about what you’d received and how you’d spent your day while he reciprocates quietly. Your parents come through at one point, bending down to wave to him and being thoroughly amused by his shy response.

Despite being friendly with them both, he was still that sweet guy you’d met on your first day at Poppin’ Culture. You hoped that he never really changed, because you loved that Hoseok just as much as you loved the one you got to witness in private.

The conversation lulls and you blink tiredly, the post-food tiredness causing you to want to take a nap desperately. Lethargy runs through your veins and you suddenly wish that Hoseok was there with you, curled up next to you with his body heating your own and the comfortable weight of his arm around you.

“I miss you.” You tell him quietly, the words so soft and gentle that he almost has to strain to hear them. But when they register, you take in the beautiful sight of his tiny smile. Dimples appear in his cheeks and you reach out to gently poke at them on the screen.

“I miss you too. We’ll see each other tomorrow. I can’t wait to see you.” His face lights up slightly as he smiles, his head shifting slightly from its position as he lifts up his own hand to trace his screen. It makes your heart skip slightly and you feel very sappy suddenly.

Maybe it was the wine.

“I love you. You know that? I really love you. And I can’t wait to see you again.” He grins brightly at that, his cheeks tinging pink once more as he nods slowly, his eyes warm as he stares at you.

“I know. I love you too. Happy Christmas baby.” You murmur in response to him, your eyelids feeling heavier than ever and you try to fight it momentarily, not wanting to let your time with him go to waste. But the smells and sounds of Christmas combined with the sound of his quiet breathing through the phone and your food lethargy, lulling you into a sleep.

Hoseok watches you for a few more minutes, his eyes going glassy for a few seconds as he feels an overwhelming amount of love and affection for you as he looks over your sleeping face. It’s not an elegant picture; your mouth is open slightly and your cheek is squished against your arm, yet he can’t think of anyone more beautiful.

His heart squeezes tightly as he thinks over the past year, all the moments he’d experienced with you and the way he’d grown subtly in his relationship with you. He may sound like he was being particularly sappy, but he definitely felt like his life had changed when he’d met you.

You made him want to be a better version of himself; not only for you but for himself too. And he couldn’t ever thank you enough for that. Nor for all the love you give to him, overwhelming him sometimes when his depression hits and tells him he’s not worth it.

“I love you,” He breathes out, so quiet that no one could hear but the conviction behind the words is loud to him. Love was something he had always been wary off. Hoseok wasn’t an open person, and love opened him up to a potential for unbelievable pain.

But it also brought happiness, and he’d never been happier than with you. He hoped desperately that this would be the first Christmas that you would both share of many, because he was pretty sure that he could see the rest of his life with you.

[xuxikook]

Roommates, Season 3, Pilot.

A/N This will show like an episode you watch on TV, examples like; Tros, LOTJ, 2D1N, Running man etc. Inspired by @/nitaescence (i love her works omg). 

And since I miss Roommates I’ve decided to make a fictional season three of the show with all of my favorite artist.

Artist (Non pairing): Y/n, BTS Kim Taehyung, NCT Wong Lucas, Black pink Park Rose,Stray Kids Bang Chan, Seventeen Seungkwan, Actress Shin Yeeun, Actor Lee Dong Wook. Summary: In which different types of people are stuck inside a house for a couple of months  Genre: Roommates!Variety show!Y/n’sAnIdol!Au Words: 3324 

*Bold/blockquote - Show’s Intro/Transition.

*...* -  Frame captions.

Italic - Present time.

Blockquote - Time

[Bold] - Camera’s filming positions.

Italic/bold  - Interview 

<...> - Place

(brackets) - Sound effects

*Due to popular demands, Roommates Season Three is back with new exciting artists!* 

 *SHOW INTRO

*Who will be our first member of the house?*

Bedroom, door

< unfamiliar dorm >

[Wall camera filming down]

You giggled at your self as you look around your dorm picking and dropping things you want to bring along to the house you'll be staying at for six months or more.

*still struggling what to bring*

"What do I bring?" You asked your self loudly letting the microphone that was hanging on your clothes catch the sound. You hummed to your self as you go to the nearest camera that was stuck on the wall. The one that was filming you down. "Guess what? I don't know what to bring."

*Oh oh..* (unison of oh)

You spoke to the camera before walking away from it to think things through. A female appeared from the kitchen as she munch on a sandwich you've made earlier for yourself, but now is in the hand of your group member.

"You're still not done packing?" She asked and you nodded your head as she comes over to you and open up your luggage and started throwing things inside, such as her pictures because she said you'll miss her.

*Transition; Introduction of Y/n.

[In front of Y/n, with black backdrop]

"Hey everyone!" You introduced as soon as the person behind the camera signaled you to start speaking. "I'm Y/n, from the rookie group AMATEUR.”

*Transition; Introduction of Y/n group and performance.

"So why did you join this show?" The same female interviewer asked as you sit in front of the camera quite shy to be alone.

"I've lived in Korea for four years now, and not once I've lived outside of the company's provided shelter, lived with my group too ever since. So I wanna see how it feels like moving in with new set of people." You said independently as you smile sincerely.

[Camera men holding up camera as they follow Y/n]

"Are you really sure about moving there?" Your member asked as she drops your luggage she was carrying on the ground. A giggle came out of your mouth as you looked at her pouting face.

"It's not like I won't come back in here," you joked. "Plus- You're going to have the room all by your self so I don't know why you're complaining."

(Sound track; Laughs.)

"Oh you're right!" She exclaimed and grabbed the luggage she had just dropped. Opening the trunk immediately and putting it in. Pushing you towards the door, opening it for you. Waving. "Bye bye sister."

"Do you know what types of people you'll be living with?"  She asked you, your face turned into a frown and shook your head.

"Nope, but I hope they'll be cool people?" You answered. Unaware of who the people are gonna be there. Well signing up to live with a bunch of strangers doesn't sound bad right? Right?

Wall camera following a man’s movement, camera transitioning to a new room.

*Who is it?*

"Ah hyung!" A whiny boy's voice echoed the door.

Transition to Taehyung’s Introduction

< Dorm’s Living room. >

as he walk over the living room where two boys focus on the screen with controllers on their hands too busy playing Mario Kart for the hundredth time since they've got home from tour. The camera that surrounds  the place following Taehyung's every move.

(Screams)

Frozen frame of Jungkook and SeokJin

*so handsome!*

"What?" An uninterested Jin asked as he continue on pressing the speed button again and again to speed up the car's speed so he can win against Jungkook after losing during the previous game.

"Take care of Yeontan for me pleaseee-" He begged dragging the word as he look at the oldest member of his group. Having no response he moved over to the huge screen and blocked it with his body in hopes of gaining the older one's attention.

(laughs)

"Ah Hyung!" Jungkook whined as he tries to move his head to the side to see the screen better. Great. Two kids are whining.

*Interview; Kim Taehyung

"So why did you joined the show?" The male interviewer asked as he signaled Taehyung who sits awkwardly alone in his seat. Not used of not having the other six people to be with him.

"I think its because I've been stuck with the same people for years and I think it'll be healthy for me to be away from them for a while." He giggled making the female crews look at him in admiration. While Taehyung recall the time he memorized the members snores after being roommates with them from time to time.

< outside of dorm >

[Camera man holding up camera as they follow Taehyung.]

"Go." Seokjin said at Kim Taehyung as he pouted at him. The camera man behind him filmed the two as they bid their farewell to one another. Taehyung went to the older one to hug him, trying to be cute and all.

*Cuteeeee* (a chorus of ‘aw’)

"Please leave." Seokjin sternly said before cracking a smile after trying to push the kid.

(laughs) 

Hugging the kid as well, knowing to himself that he's gonna miss the younger kid.

"Hey y'all!" A bright voice cheered as he sits on the chair. The common black background behind him. 

"It's me." He said before turning his head 180 degree, turning his attention back to the camera "Lucas."

(screams)

*NCT LUCAS!*

*Flashes Lucas performance with NCT and WAYV

*Wow So handsome!*

Winking to the camera. "Wait it's not recording yet!" The interviewer jokingly said making Lucas flush red as the people around him laugh at their small prank.

< Nct Dorm >

[Wall camera facing two close faces.]

"Oh Nana!" He cheered before giving the kid a man handshake. "This is Nana."

He said before the shy kid giggles before waving to the camera. "Isn't he handsome? My lil' bro!"

(laughs)

*yes he is*

"Easy~" Bambam walked over to the chair and sat down. Bowing first as a respect on the staff. Before starting the interview. 

(Laughs)

Transition; Got7′s dorm

< Bam’s room >

"You realize you wont actually need all of those things?" Jackson said as he leans on the door watching Bambam take out everything to pack up.

"You've been there. I saw your clothing. It was the same thing over and over again." Bambam snapped before smiling at the guy leaning in the door. Jackson looked at him rolling his eyes. "And heck I wont do the same."

"I honestly hope you get the worst room." Jackson said.

*We’ll see that..*

*Clip of future event; 

Bambam and Taehyung playing rock paper scissors.

*what happened?!*

*Transition; Interview Lee Dong Wook

"Yes. I'm back." The same familiar looking man said as he bows at the camera. Sighing as he rubbed the palm of his hands on his black jeans. "I don't know how. I don't know what I'm getting from this show but I'm willing to take a risk once again."

*he’s back again!*

*Clip of Season one and season two.

*We Missed you Mr Lee*

"Dongwook-ssi, Do you know that you're the oldest one in the house?" Asked the interviewer making the grown up man's eyes widen at the news.

"W-what?"

(laughs)

*Its okay Mr Lee!* *We’re sure it wont be that bad*

*Clip of future event;

Dongwook face palming himself as he sits behind the table looking at something.

*Transition; Interview Rosé

"Hiya! I'm Rosé from Black pink!" The female red haired girl greeted shyly bowing to the camera.

*Clip; Performing abroad with members.

"Unnie- do you really have to go?" Whined Lisa as she stops the car door from closing as she looks at Rosé once again.

*Oh Lisa is Sad.*

"It's not gonna be that long?" Rosé chuckled on Lisa's reaction.

*It’s okay! It wont be that long!*

"Unnie~" Lisa whined once again as she looked at the red haired girl inside the car.

(Awe)

"Do you want to drop me off?"

*Transition; Interview Boo Seungkwan

"Honestly, with that much members do you think I can't handle more people in my life?" Seungkwan said towards the interviewer. Shaking his head on the thought.

*Oh He’s confident*

*Clip of future event.

“Guys wait! GUYS! GUYSSSSS!” Seungkwan screamed trying to get everyone’s attention as he stands outside the house.

*oh no* *what happened?*

< Roommates House >

*Everyone’s home for the next months*

[Wall Camera filming the door.]

"Oh- I'm the first one to arrive." Seungkwan shyly announced as he enters the empty house filled with Cameras.

"Woah-" as he left his luggage near the door as he enters the house. The excitement can already be seen as the camera follows him around. The sound of a dog barking echoed the room making Seungkwan jump on his place as a white Pomeranian dog run towards him.

Seungkwan looked at it in awe after catching his breath once he realize the situation. He looked at the dog before checking the tag that was hanging on his collar.

"Hello my name is Bol, your little company." Seungkwan read out loud the words written in the white paper, "So You're little Bol?" Seungkwan cooed.

*Clip of future event;

Bol resting on everyone’s lap. 

“That’s bad! Bol has a favorite!”

*Transition; Interview Kim Yeri

"Honestly all I wish is not to be the youngest one." Yeri said as she shook her head on the thought. "I wanna try playing around with someone younger too you know?"

*oh we all do*

< Outside of RV Dorm>

"Bye my little child." Irene said as she hugs the youngest of the group. "Please take care of your self and know that everything will be seen in camera."

*Irene is gonna miss little Yeri*

"Yes grandmother."

(Laughs) 

*Grandmother?*

*Transition; Interview Bang Chan

"I heard that Bambam-sunbaenim will be there. So I think I'll be fine." Said Chan as he smiled unsurely to the camera. Just praying for Jesus to take the wheel.

< Studio >

*He’s live and talking to his fans*

*How sweet~*

"So.. as you know, I'll be joining the show Roommates and I really hope you guys support this show and I don't know if I'm gonna do more of these one on one Vlive for the next months. But maybe, the other cast would like to join if from time to time. I'll do it."

*We’ll look forward for that~~*

[camera films Chan’ talking to a camera]

He giggles at the excitement and the thought of having new people to do the talks and things with in camera.

*Transition; Interview Shin Yeeun.

"I'm Actress Shin Yeeun. Hello everybody!" The female smiled shyly at the camera as she waves with both hands.

[Films entrance door.]

Yeeun entered the house with a bear the same size of her upper body. Hugging it tightly as she entered the place. The luggage rolls behind her as her manager helps her out.

*another member in the house!*

"Wah~ it's the same as in the show." She looked at the place. Amazed. She looked at the stairs and quickly climbed the  stairs to go check the seconds floor.

Knowing what she had seen in the show. She quickly moved over to the room with three bed claiming one as hers. Dropping her bag on one of the bed.

A sound of pans dropping echoed the quiet house making Yeeun's eyes grow big. Frightened.

Frozen frame of Yeeun. CGI Ice growing around her.

The camera catching her reaction clearly as she looks at her manager.

(Scary sound)

(Oooh)

*What was it?*

She quickly ran down the stairs to see what had happened to see no one. Until a body frame appeared from behind the kitchen counter.

Boo Seungkwan.

*Seungkwan has dropped the pans!*

"AHH!" Both her's and Seungkwan's scream echoed the empty ground floor as they look at each other. In shock.

(Laughs) 

*Oh no*

"Ah- Hello." The female shyly spoke as the screams quiet down. Leaving the sound director of the show, deaf.

"I wasn't scared at all! It's just.. It's just, suddenly a person appeared?" Seungkwan said worriedly to the camera as the interviewer brought up the scene that had just happened. Laughing at his reaction.

(laughs)

*Yeah sure.. you weren’t*

<Outside of Roommates house>

[Camera men holding up camera as they follow Lucas]

"Ah hyung can you help me take this?" Lucas said as his group's manager came up to him to help out take out a long material.

*what was it?* 

A life size cut out of him was pulled out of the van.

*!!!*

*What a shocker!*

"Do you really need this?" His manager asked in confusion. Lucas nodded diligently at the question.

(laughs)

Another car appeared on the scene as Lucas was taking out his things from the car. A female came out of the car.

(Oooh~)

You came out of the car with glittery make up still on, matching your group's comeback theme. Except your outfit was just a plain white shirt and a simple ripped jeans.

*look who just got back from work*

"Oh- Pretty woman." Lucas dropped his luggage to the cemented road as he came towards you to help you out. 

*What a gentleman*

(claps)

You walked to the car's trunk to take out your luggage as your manager turn off the car.

Lucas wiped the sweat on his hands on his jeans before walking towards you the camera man was following his every move. 

*he’s preparing*

Clearing his throat, he quickly offered his hand out for a handshake to the familiar girl.

"Hi ma'am I'm Lucas." Lucas' cheeks flushed a tint of red as he realized that he had just called you 'ma'am' randomly and out of nowhere.

*what is this? Romeo and Juliet?*

"Well hello sir." You played along to the reddening Lucas as you shake his hands in the air.

"Would you like some help?" Lucas asked as he motioned the opened trunk, pulling out a grey luggage out.

"Oh shut it Yukhei. Stop playing nice just take it." You laughed at Lucas which laughed as well as he pulls out the luggage with you helping out by pulling out using the side handle.

*Huh!?*

*Transition; Interview Y/n

"We're in the same company." You answered the question that the interviewer had thrown you to clear out the confusion the viewers might get. "We hang out a lot because we used to train together. We basically don't really treat each other nicely."

*Transition; Interview Lucas.

"Y/n is a bully." Was all Lucas could let out. Your ears hearing his words clearly and with no doubt. He really just said that in national television.

"Yah!" Your scream was heard in the interview Lucas was having, and the editors and directors didn't even bother to cut that scene out.

(Laughs)

<Roommate’s entrance door>

You two pressed the door bell and the two people who are still busy admiring the place looked at one another before coming to the intercom. The intercom’s camera catches the two of your faces and Seungkwan's jaw dropped.

*Transition; Interview Seungkwan.

"I knew him! He's from NCT." Seungkwan said, "Another runaway from too many members!" Seungkwan said as he pointed both his index finger to the camera chuckling as he winks with his left eye.

(laughs)

*Nct has 21 members while Seventeen has 13*

*That’s a lot*

*Transition; Interview Yeeun.

"I was petrified! Am I the only actress in this show? Is it full of singers?" A shocked Yeeun said to the camera as she looked at the interviewer. 

*Cheer up Yeeun, you’re gonna be alright.*

"But heck, Lucas is a hella good looking man."

*We do not disagree*

"So okay.. You have an NCT member and a Seventeen member." You started talking about Seungkwan and Lucas. "Do you know how chaotic it'll be if both group decides to VISIT US?! THAT’S GONNA BE A TOTAL CATASTROPHE!"

"This is literally unnecessary." You looked at him in disgust as you carry his life size cut out to the door. Of course Lucas would have a life cut of himself.

"Your comment is unnecessary thank you very much."

The two of you entered the familiar place you've seen in your television and walked in the house. Making sure to remove your shoes and wear a house slipper you bought specially for the house.

"Is that a dinosaur slippers?" You looked down at his feet to see its covered in a green dinosaur in door slippers.

*That’s a cute choice!*

"I didn't say anything about your panda slipper so you can stay quiet." The door opened and two shy people greeted the two of you. 

[Entrance door camera]

You and Lucas' faces softened to the unfamiliar air in the air. The feeling of being around new people you've never met or just have seen passing by you was different.

*Yes trapping random people in one house isn't that bad.*

"I got so shy, because I feel like I'm crashing into someone else's home. I should've come early!" You exclaimed, looking to the camera.

a couple of minutes later, Taehyung opened the door to find four people sitting on the couch quietly. After having small conversations with each other such as exchanging names and basic information such as ages. 

Four heads turn their heads towards the door and their eyes grew on the sight of the person.

*!!!*  

[Angle one; catching the reaction.]

Quickly standing up, the four of you bowed your head on the senior that had just entered in.

[Angle two; catching the reaction.]

*!!!*

Taehyung freezing at the point. Not knowing what to do. Taehyung started bowing as well. The four kids who stood up still not knowing what to do, bowed once again as the senior at the door bow at them. With them bowing again, making Taehyung bow again, and again, and again.

*its a never ending*

(laughs)

*Transition; Interview Taehyung.

"It was pretty stupid." Taehyung laughed as the scenario repeated in his head. Cracking a smile on the reaction everyone has given during the first meeting. "But I can relate because I used to be the same."

*Transition; Interview Lucas.

"It was Kim Taehyung!" Lucas exclaimed, "He's a senior!"

A bow after a bow was what happened to the five of them. Until Taehyung knew enough was enough to the five of them.

"Stop stop stop!" Taehyung laughed at the scenario that seems to fit a sitcom rather than a reality show. The four of them stopped what they were doing. Standing awkwardly in their place. Not knowing what to do.

"Do you guys.. perhaps want some food?" Yeeun asked trying to break the silence that was growing in the place. Even the people behind cameras can feel the awkward tension in the air.

"Can I check out the rooms?" Taehyung asked and Lucas' eyes lit up to Taehyung's reaction.

"You want to check it too? I haven't seen any of them." Lucas said. Not really familiar of the place as he has not seen the show as it is. Only clips such as Jackson and Youngji bickering around the place from the previous season. Which he knows it'll be you and him in this season.

"So what are you making?" You asked Yeeun who opened the fridge. Your jaw dropped open at the sight of the fridge being full and everything you will need to feed eleven people. The same reaction Seungkwan had during his first tour in the house alone.

"This never happen in the dorm?" You said as you move closer to the full fridge with different varieties of food available. Yeeun looked at you and to Seungkwan who laughed at the confused as he leaned on the kitchen island.

"I have twelve members once the fridge is full its gone by midnight." Seungkwan said as the two look at him in amusement.

The first five people seem to be getting alone in their first hour together.

[wasteitonserendipity]

Gummies (Part Two)

(A/N: hello lovelies! It’s finally done! After months of writers block I have finally finished the part two! I hope you all enjoy it and as always feedback is always welcome (please be nice, I’m smol and fragile))

Genre: fluff and more angst that I originally intended (I’m sorry!)

Paring: Jungkook x reader

Word Count: 2.7K

8AM

“You’re sure you have everything?” Jisoo asked as she helped you buckle in Ji Ah’s booster seat. 

“Yes, I’m fairly certain I have everything,” you replied, doing a quick mental checklist. 

Car seat? Check. 

Sunscreen? Check. 

Allergy medication, just in case? Check. 

Games to play in the car? Check. 

Snacks? Check. 

You and Jungkook had been dating for a few months now and he insisted that it was time for a vacation, not only for you but for Ji Ah as well. He even offered up his family’s house on the beach in an attempt to get you to say yes. Which of course, you did. A whole three days of sun, sand and him shirtless? That was a HELL yes. 

“Are you sure you don’t need your live in babysitter to come with,” Jisoo started, “ya know, if you and the man want some time alone?”

“Jisoo,” you laughed, patting her on the shoulder, “we get plenty of alone time here. Remember I told you I owed you a night to yourself and a giant bottle of wine? Well, now you get three nights and there are three bottles of your favorite in the fridge.”

Her eyes went wide at the sound of that 

“You bought me three bottles?!” She shrieked with joy, hugging you. 

“Yes, I did,” you chuckled, squeezing her back, “you do so much for Ji Ah and I, I feel like even that isn’t enough to repay you. Maybe you can call Seokjin to come help you polish off those bottles?”

You wiggled your eyebrows at her. You could see the sparks between her and Jungkook’s roommate the first time they met. They bonded over their love of cooking and horrible, horrible dad jokes and you were convinced It had to have been fate. 

“I doubt he’s available,” she sighed, “but doesn’t hurt to ask right?” 

“Exactly,” you grinned with a wink. 

You made your way back into the apartment where Jungkook was entertaining Ji Ah by playing Mario Kart. Neither of them had noticed you come in, you leaned against the doorway watching them fondly. Ji Ah was sat in Jungkook’s lap, his large frame shielding hers as they battled. 

In the few months that you’d been together, Jungkook spent a lot of time at your place. He told you that he felt it was important to establish a good relationship with Ji Ah so that she always felt stable. You appreciated the fact that he was willing to be in her life that much but there was always that twinge of hesitation when it came to her getting so attached to him. You knew he wanted to be around for the “long haul”, whatever that meant, but it was always in the back of your mind that there was a real possibility of him not being around someday. 

“Oppa! You cheated!” Ji Ah’s cry bringing you out of your thought bubble. 

You laughed when you saw the toddlers face scrunched up in the same bunny fashion as your boyfriends. 

“I did not!” Jungkook laughed, “that’s what the blue shell is for!” 

Ji Ah continued to pout until Jungkook lifted her out of his lap and up over his head, her squeals filling the room. 

“Oppa, put me down!” She giggled, her arms and legs flailing. 

“Not until you smile!” He said in an animated voice and he swung her around. 

“I am, I am!” She laughed, “see??” 

She smiled her adorable “I can get whatever I want” smile at him and he brought her down, resting her on his hip. You could see the fondness in his eyes as he gave her a squeeze before putting her down. 

“You still cheated though,” Ji Ah said with a shit eating grin before finally seeing you. 

“Unnie!” She squealed, jumping into your embrace, “are we going now?” 

“Yes, little one, we’re going now,” you smiled, “Jisoo Unnie is gonna get you into the car, go find her, she’s in the kitchen.” 

With loud “okay!” she darted out of the room, leaving you and Jungkook alone. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head. 

“I didn’t cheat, just saying,” he pouted into your hair. 

“Yeah, yeah,” you chuckled, rolling your eyes, “that’s what the blue ones for.”

“It is! It’s not my- anyways,” he sputtered as you snaked your arms around his neck, “is the car all ready to go?” 

You laughed and nodded before giving him a quick peck. 

“Let’s get this show on the road!” he exclaimed before making a quick exit.

12PM

You sat on the banks of the beach watching as Ji Ah and Jungkook splashed around in the shallow water, looking as happy as can be. As much as you loved the water, you felt like spectating today, perfectly content with sitting under the big umbrella you’d brought with. You went back and forth between having your nose in the newest ebook you downloaded and fondly watching the two most important people in your life have an absolute ball. 

On the ride over Jungkook made you promise that you’d loosen up a little bit, just relax and have fun for the long weekend and that everything was already taken care of. His parents knew that you’d be there over the  weekend so they made sure that the house was fully stocked with everything you three could possibly need down to the exact popsicles that Ji Ah loved. You kept insisting on paying them back for everything they’d bought but he shook his head with a small smile and simply brushed it off.

“Unnie!” Ji Ah yelled from the water’s edge, “it’s your turn, come play!” 

You set down your tablet, grabbed your sun hat and made your way to the water. You stopped about three feet in front of them, noticing the mischievous looks on their faces. 

“Don’t you-“ you started before a screaming Ji Ah And Jungkook were changing at you full force. 

You turned on your heels and tried to make your way back up the beach, but your legs were no match for your boyfriends long ones. Before you knew it you were being thrown over his shoulder, your baby sister maniacally giggling and clapping her hands as you were being toted towards the water. 

“Jeon Jungkook, I swear if you throw me in I will end you!” You half shrieked half laughed. 

“I’d love to see you try, babe,” he said haughtily before smacking your ass and flinging you into the water. 

The bright side was that the water was a comfortable temperature due to the summer heat. The downside was that you now had to drown your boyfriend. 

When you surfaced you sprang up like some kind of crazed dolphin, latching on to his torso and began your tickle assault. 

“Hey!” He laughed between gasps, “that’s-not-fair!” 

“Then surrender traitor!” You bellowed as Ji Ah continued to giggle hysterically. 

“Okay! Okay! I surrender!” Jungkook chuckled as he brought you around so that you were in front of him. He wrapped an arm around your waist, looking at you so fondly that it made your heart swell. 

“Don’t kiss!” Ji Ah whined looking up at you. 

You sighed and giggled before covering her eyes to steal one quick kiss. 

5PM

To yours, and Jungkook's surprise, his parents made an appearance around mid afternoon. They said they were back in town for the night and wanted to have dinner with you guys, his dad bribing you both with the promise of good red wine and steak. Hard to say no to that. 

As Jungkook and his father manned the grill and had their guy time, you were busy in the kitchen with his mother, Ji Ah sitting at the counter alternating between watching you cook and coloring. 

“So, ——,” his mother chimed as you both sliced up veggies for the salad, “Jungkookie has told us so much about you. He said you’re studying psychology?” 

“I am,” you smile, “my emphasis is in child psych.”

“You want to be a therapist?” She asked warmly. 

“I do,” you sighed and nodded, “after everything that happened with our parents, I saw the good therapy can do for kids in less than ideal situations, even kids as young as Ji Ah. I want to be able to help as many of them as possible.”

“That’s a very honorable thing to want to pursue,” she said with a soft smile, “I’m glad Jungkookie has found someone with the same kind of drive and passion as him. And to have that while taking care of a little one as well? You’re a remarkable person, ____”

“Thank you,” you bowed your head as you continued cooking, “to be honest, the last few months have been easier thanks to Jungkook. I was suprised that he didn’t run for his life when I told him about our situation. Ji Ah absolutely adores him, too.”

“I know the feeling is mutual,” his mother said with a smile, “he’s very fond of you both. And I’m glad that you got to spend this time together before he leaves.”

“I’m sorry,” your motions stop altogether, “before he leaves?”

She looked at you with concern now, like she’d let something slip that she wasn’t supposed to. 

“Oh,” she said quietly, “I think I’ve said too much. He should really be the one to tell you, dear.”

8PM

You’d managed to push the conversation you had with Mrs. Jeon into the back of your mind through dinner and after dinner drinks but now that his parents were gone and Ji Ah was passed out on the couch hugging her favorite plushie, now seemed like the right time.

You found him sitting on the swing on the back porch that overlooked the ocean, seemingly deep in thought. 

“You look like you could use this,” you chuckled, handing him a glass of wine.

“Thanks, jagi,” he nodded as he took it from you.

You sat down next to him, his arm falling into the comfortable position behind you like it always did. The silence around you was both comforting and deafening at the same time. 

“When do you leave?” you finally asked, avoiding the reaction on his face.

“Who-,” he began.

“Your mom let it slip while we were cooking,” you sighed, taking a sip of your wine, “she didn’t tell me what kind of leaving but she mentioned it.”

“I’m sorry,” he said with a heavy sigh, “I should’ve told you sooner,”

You stared out into the dark night, the sound of waves hitting the shore being the only sign of life. You were unbelievably calm for some reason and that scared you and Jungkook equally.

“When?” you asked again, steadying your breathing.

“A few weeks after graduation,” he said quietly, “it seemed like the right time honestly, that way when I get out I still have the rest of my twenties to be with you guys. This way it’s a little less traumatic for Ji Ah too.”

When I get out. 

You knew what that meant. 

He was enlisting. Two years mandatory military service. 

He took your hand as you fought back tears. It wasn’t that he was enlisting, everyone male you knew over a certain age did and everyone came back in one piece. It was that he didn’t tell you. It almost felt as if you were being abandoned again.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” you asked, still not looking at him.

“Babe,” he said, lifting your chin with a finger so that you were now looking into his big eyes, “you have so much on your plate already, I didn’t want to burden you with something that really isn’t a big deal. We still have months before I have to leave. We still have Ji Ah’s birthday, graduation, and then a few weeks after graduation. I was actually planning on telling you this weekend, I just wanted us to have some amazing memories under our belst before we had to tackle serious stuff.”

You nodded silently. You knew that he was right. This was something that was already written into everyone’s story and if anything you two would come out on the other end stronger than you were before. You sat in silence with your head on his shoulder for a little bit longer, taking in and remembering all of the amazing moments you two had shared since meeting. 

“There’s something else,” he said, reaching into his pocket.

Your eyes went wide.

“Jeon Jungkook,” you said hurriedly, “don’t you fucking dare,” 

“Calm down,” he chuckled, “it’s not what you think, sort of.”

He pulled out a simple ring with a single pink pearl in the middle of the band and held it out in front of you. 

“It’s not an engagement ring,” he said upfront, “it’s more like a promise ring.” 

You sighed in relief, “oh, thank god. I don’t think I could process anymore insanity tonight.” 

You took the ring from his hand and slipped it on your right ring finger.

“It’s a promise that when I get back that we’ll be together,” he smiled that bunny smile, “I’m not saying we get married right when I get out but more that we get to start our adult life together.”

“That sounds like a plan to me,” you smiled, kissing him lightly.

“Plus, you know I’d have to ask Ji Ah for permission first anyways,” he laughed.

You laughed along with him. 

For the first time in a long time your future wasn’t exactly clear, but you were okay with that. You knew that as long as it was with Jungkook that everything would be okay. 

TWO YEARS LATER

“Ji Ah we gotta go!” you yelled up the stairs. 

You looked at yourself in the hallway mirror one more time, smoothing down your dress.

In the two years since Jungkook had been gone you’d managed to find an amazing job working as a family therapist, bought a house with an adorable backyard in a great neighborhood and Ji Ah was now enrolled in the first grade. She was a smart little one but you knew that she was bound to be a handful soon with how mature she was for her age. 

“Coming, Unnie!” she called from her room. You could hear her little feet pattering around her room. You knew she was putting the finishing touches on the surprise welcome home sign she’d made for Jungkook. 

Today was the day you’d both been waiting for, for 730 days and counting. 

Jungkook was finally coming home.

You’d been able to video chat with him a few times and visit the base when he was there over the past few years, but the fact that he was coming home and staying hit differently. You knew how he’d aged during his service but he always seemed to keep that bunny smile and happy go lucky attitude about him, which made your heart swell. 

After another ten minutes of corralling Ji Ah into the car and an hour and a half drive you’d finally made it to the military base. For some reason you were nervous, turning the pearl ring on your finger as you waited with the rest of the families. Ji Ah was buzzing as she held her “welcome home” sign next to you. 

And then you finally saw him. He was carrying his rucksack and dressed in his fatigues, his hair shorter of course and his jaw somehow looked more angular than before. As soon as he saw you both it appeared, that bunny smile you loved so much and you could feel the tears threatening to leave your eyes. As soon as he was within ten feet of you Ji Ah launched herself into his arms in a mess of giggles and i miss you kisses. 

You smiled widely watching them like no time had passed at all. Once he put Ji Ah down his arms were wrapped around you they way you’d been dreaming about every single night. 

“I’ve missed you so much love,” he said into your hair.

“You have no idea,” you sighed looking up at him.

(tags! @jeonsweetpea, @personawife, @everygay6, @gashinabts, @strawbxxymilk, @yoonsgiggle, @jeon-shi)

[dreamofkpop]

Hangout

Stray Kids 10th member AU

Charlie x NCT Dream 

requested by anon! // requests are open! (this is pure waffle i am so sorry :/)

(gif not mine! credit to owner!)

~

Music blasted through her headphones, blocking out the world as she barreled down the street on her skateboard. The wind nipped at her skin and forced her hands into the sleeves of her hoodie, her beanie kept the majority of her hair from flying about the place. 

As Charlie came to a red light, she pulled out her phone to check if she had any messages. There were a couple of texts. 

Hyunie: if you don’t get back to late, drop by the studio? [12:04 PM]

bbynana: don’t fall off your board on the way here :) [12:18 PM]

She continued down the road, reaching the Dreamies dorm in a mere 10 minutes. As she shut the door behind her and placed her board on the ground, her vision was suddenly obscured by a hand. 

“Guess who?” A familiar voice whispered, making Charlie laugh. 

“Hi Jeno” 

His hand dropped and Charlie turned around, Jeno stood with his arms held out for a hug and a small smile playing on his lips, Charlie smiled as she stepped into the embrace and her arms found their way around his torso. 

Before the boy had the chance say anything, Charlie was suddenly pulled out of his arms. Jisung smiled cheekily at the older boy as he hugged Charlie to his chest. 

“Hello to you too Ji” She giggled, burying her face into the soft fabric of his hoodie. “You okay?” 

Jisung pulled back, nodding. “Mhm, better now that you’re here!” 

Charlie rolled her eyes at him, allowing the younger boy to grab her hand and pull her into the living room. 

~

“Ah! no no no stop!” Charlie shouted at the TV, her eyes widening as Renjun’s character drove past her, knocking her down into second place. 

It was a very intense game of Mario Kart, the looser overall having to buy everyone bubble tea. 

Charlie was gripping the control hard enough to possibly snap it into two pieces, tapping the buttons vigorously. A loud triumphant cheer came from beside her as Renjun’s character drove past the finish line, he jumped from his chair and high-fived Chenle as Charlie slumped in her chair and pouted. 

“That’s not fair!” She whined, throwing her hands out. “I was winning that!”

Turning his head, Renjun smirked at her triumphantly before switching seats with Haechan. Charlie tossed the controller to Jeno, who was eager to try and best Haechan, before standing up and leaving the room.

She turned down the hall and towards the room at the end, it’s door left ajar giving Charlie a small view of who was inside. Jaemin stood with his back towards the door as he searched for his phone.

An idea popped into Charlie’s head and a smile stretched onto her lips,

She placed her hand on the door and slowly pushed it open, silently cheering when it didn’t creek, as quietly as she could she walked towards Jaemin, once closed enough she jumped on him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“RAH!”

Jaemin jumped, snapping his head back to see who it was, he smiled and rolled his eyes when he noticed Charlie.

“What are you doing?” He asked as he turned around, phone now in hand, and wrapped his arms over her shoulders.

“I’m annoyed” She huffed, burying her face into his shoulder.

Jaemin snickered and patted the top of her head. “Who annoyed you this time?”

“Renjun...”

“What did Injunnie do?”

Charlie looked up at her bestfriend and frowned. “He beat me at Mario Kart”

Gasping dramatically yet sarcastically, Jaemin slapped his hand over his mouth then dropped it. “Did he? Oh no that’s terrible!” He chuckled.

“Jaemmm~ Don’t laugh at me!” She complained and stood up starlight.

Before she could move her arms and walk away, Jaemin gently grabbed her upper arms and pulled her back into his arms, resting his head on top of hers. “Okay alright I’m sorry, you’re too cute i had to”

“I hate you” She huffed, her voice muffled by his shirt.

“Whatever, come on let’s go join the others before they get suspicious”

~

Later in the evening, the 7 of them had ventured out of the dorm and out into town, ending up in a lock convenience store situated by Han River. 

“I kinda want something sweet...” Charlie mumbled to herself, her right hand hovering by a row of sweets. “Or noodles...”

Huffing, she stood up straight and spun around, heading around the store absentmindedly. As she turned the corner, another person did and she smacked right into them.

“Ouch, did i just run into a bloody brick wall?” She mumbled, rubbing the sore spot on her forehead, finally look up to see who she’d hit. “Oh shit, sorry Jen” 

Jeno smiled and shook his head “Don’t sweat it, neither if us we’re looking”

The two of them decided to search the store together, picking up random snacks as they went around. 

“Ooh! Sour gummy bears!” Charlie exclaimed, grabbing the packet off the shelf and adding it to the basket. 

Someone walked up behind them and placed their hands on Charlie’s shoulder, making her jump and turn around. Jaemin stood behind her, a plastic bag hanging on his arm, this newly dyed pink hair ruffled. 

“Didn’t you tell me yesterday that you were gonna go on a diet?” He asked, a smirk pulling in his lips. 

She shook her head. “Forget it, i love sugar too much, I’ll diet if i get told to” then turned and headed towards the cashier. 

~

“That water looks really inviting...” Charlie suddenly said, staring at the river a few feet away. 

Haechan lifted his head up and looked at Charlie weirdly. “Are you crazy? It’s probably freezing cold!”

“He has a point, Char” Jaemin, who had his head rested on Charlie’s lap, spoke up. 

She looked down at him, her hand still combing through his hair, and shrugged. “But that’s what makes it fun....plus content” 

The three of them dulled down into silence, watching as Jeno, Jisung, Chenle and Renjun played a game of football. 

Sitting up straight, Charlie slowly took her hand away from Jaemin’s hair and carefully lifted his head off of her lap and used her bunched up jacket as a makeshift pillow. 

“I’ll be back in a mo” She informed before standing up and walking towards the river, leaning on the barrier. 

The wind blew softly, blowing Charlie’s hair behind her and tugging on her beanie. She had her arms crossed on the barrier and sighed, staring down at the water beneath her. 

“Penny for your thoughts?” A voice appeared behind her. 

Charlie jumped and looked back, a small smile appearing on her lips when she saw Haechan stood there. “Just thinking” She told him, watching as he walked up and stood beside her. 

“Thinking about?” 

“Things”

“Wow very specific, thanks Charlie” He rolled his eyes and shook his head, going to speak again but was this time interrupted by a cough.  

She reached over and patted his back, chuckling softly. “You’re welcome Hyuck” 

“Honestly though, you okay?” He asked, wrapping his arm over Charlie’s shoulder and pulling her into a hug. 

Charlie let her arm wrap loosely around Haechan’s waist and leaned into him. “I’m fine, lot of things going on” 

“Well you know me, and the rest of them-” he motioned towards the rest of the boys behind them. “-are here if you need someone to complain to” 

“good to know, i’ve got my support boys” She chuckled, resting her head on Haechan’s shoulder. 

They eventually walked back up to the group and Jisung got Charlie’s attention before she could sit down. 

“Noona! Come play a match with me!” He waved her over. 

“No~ Charlie come here, i was really comfortable” Jaemin whined, holding his hands out for Charlie who only rolled her eyes. 

“What am i? A pillow?” 

“No you’re my bestfriend and or my sister, the comfortable aspect is just a bonus!” 

Charlie shook her head and laughed. “Go lay on Jeno, I’m going to play football” She then walked down to where Jisung was stood, ignoring Jaemin’s childish complaints from behind her.  

~

“Good luck at the show tomorrow, i know you’ll smash it” Charlie moved around the room, hugging each of the boys. 

When she got to Jisung he hugged her tightly and buried his face into her shoulder. “Are you gonna come to the show tomorrow?” He asked, voice muffled by the fabric of Charlie’s jumper. 

“I’ll try Sungie, if i’m not able to make it to the show i’ll try and drop by after, okay?” She patted the top of his head. 

After saying goodbye to the rest of the boys, she headed out with Jaemin following. 

“You know you don’t have to walk me back right? It’s only...” She pulled her phone out and clicked it on, ignoring all the text notifications. “It’s only quarter to 11″

He shrugged, throwing his arm over Charlie’s shoulder. “You’re my bestfriend, it’s my job to make sure you get home safely”

“Aww~ What a gentlemen!” She cooed, looking up at him with a cheeky smile. 

“Shut up, i will leave you by yourself” 

“Suureee Jaem, Sure” 

He chuckled but then turned his head to look down at her, a serious look on her face. “In all seriousness, we haven’t hung out in a while just me and you so next week, when we’re both free shall we go out for the day?”

Charlie nodded. “Sounds like a plan!”

[doodles-arts]

Sarcastic!DonatelloX Reader

Type: one shot

Pairing: DonatelloX Reader

Description: your a real hardcore kinda of gal, a real Raphael type without the short fuse. Though the rough housing you liked was too much for the witty and solitaire Donnie. So he kept his distance as much as possible, but maybe one night changes all of it!

And thank you so much @incorrecttmntquotes for inspiring me with a, as you said, bitchy Donatello! I love you content! Please give this story a reblog if you like it!❤️

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If there was one thing that you and Donnie had in common, it was the sarcasm. The differences were a much LONGER list. You were an extreme badass and Donnie was a nerd. Where Donnie was technical, you were cynical. Where Donnie was soft spoken and well mannered, you were loud and straight to the point. You spent most of your time with Raphael and Mikey, rough housing like a delinquent. But it seemed to be your home, it was what you were best at.

So when the turtle family begin you spending more time with the nerd of the family, at first they were confused. But as time went on, they started to catch on to what was worming it’s way through.

Being rough was all you ever knew, with 4 of your own brothers at home, and being the youngest. You were the runt of the pack and learned from a young age to fight or be fought, and possibly bruised. All of Your brothers were big and burly boys, they got it from your dad. So keeping up with Raph and Mikey was a breeze, considering the boys were a lot more gentle with you unlike your own brothers.

As you can imagine, being hardcore can be very exhausting and leaves lots of scars and bruises. You however had no shame showing them off. Donnie didn’t really pay you any mind at first because of the way you carried yourself. It wasn’t really something he could keep up with.

One night, when all the other boys were asleep and Donnie was working through the night, you called. Unusual for you to call his phone this late, or his phone at all. You were close to the turtles but were more intimately engaged with Raphael and Michelangelo. Though noticing how late it was and in desperate need of a distraction he picked up your call.

It was weird enough you had called, but even weirder that you sounded in shambles. Sitting up in a concerned way Donatello asked what was wrong. You pleaded on the phone for him to come over, that you were in desperate need of medical attention. Claiming you couldn’t even make it down to the lair. Refusing to go to the hospital. That was what sold it for him, and possibly scared him.

When Donnie made it to your bedroom window and knocked on the glass he could see your shadowed figure limping to the window. “Oh my god.... what-what happened?” He asked sheepishly. Not knowing how to act towards this. Not use to this banged up version of you.

You were quite beat up with your bruised cheek, almost ripped shirt and cut up leg. The way you were holding your arm was his first concern. A broken arm could get serious- QUICK. You replied to his question with, “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

He wanted to point out that he didn’t really care, he was just being polite, but your current expression made him keep his mouth shut. Keeping his eyes on the task and being as gentle as possible. Thankfully your arm wasn’t broken but simply dislocated. Popping your elbow back into place as you swore in pain and checking the cuts on your leg after picking out the shards of glass from your leg. As he stitched up a pretty deep cut, you groaned and sucked in your breathe. That’s when he really saw and studied your face, your cheeks were reddish with swollen eyes and wet from recent tears.

Whatever happened to you, shook you up pretty bad. And for once Donnie felt bad for you. You were always so rough that he never really cared for the bruises you sported before. He always kept his distance, thinking you’d simply try to overpower him the way you did with his brothers.

You felt bad for snapping when he questioned you and felt your heart tug as he gently spread a numbing salve on your wound before continuing to stitch your wound up. He took great care with each cut. You took a deep breathe and confessed.

“Two of my older brothers got in a huge fight. Fists and all, they were tense about some disagreement and it spiraled out of control. I was the only one in the room at the moment and tried to separate them myself. I’m not sure what I was thinking, I should have called for my other brother’s.” You took a breathe as Donnie listened, looking intently. You could tell he wasn’t judging you for once. He had a tendency of always giving quick, witty and sarcastic comments under his breathe to just about everything.

You cringed at your own weakness and looked away. “They didn’t mean to hurt me, they tried to push me out of the way, that’s how I got my elbow all banged up. But I guess at the time I didn’t feel i-it”, you choked on a sob. Wallowing in your own self pity and disappointment. Still shaken up from the situation.

Donnie placed a gentle hand on your own, “you don’t have to force yourself to explain it. I’m just glad your alright”. You smiled while the last of your tears dried up. You weren’t angry with your brothers or even upset, you were angry at how weak you felt from the incident.

Perhaps it was the fact that no matter what you did you were still vulnerable and could still be hurt. Maybe it was the fact that no matter what you did, how tough you acted, or worked out. You would still be the runt of your family. You were still just a tiny, insignificant sister who would always be below her brothers. Maybe that was hard for you to swallow, maybe it had always been hard for you accept. But at this very moment where Donnie brushed it off as if it were nothing and helped you anyway. The feeling was rejuvenating.

Having someone finally see the part of you that you tried to hide so hard was very satisfying. A weight that was lifted off your shoulders, even if Donatello didn’t exactly understand what your were so conflicted about. All he knew was that you weren’t exactly acting strong right now and he wasn’t phased by it.

“You feeling better?” He asked as he wrapped the deepest gash on your leg. You gave him a lop-sided grin and said, “i just love emotions, I have them all the time.” He chuckled at your mono-toned voice and sarcastic remark.

Since that night, you spent more time with Donatello. He appreciated your sarcastic remarks and had a few of his own to throw back. You didn’t have to act strong around him but you didn’t have to tip toe around him either. Just because he was shy and soft spoken didn’t mean Donnie couldn’t be a smart ass! He caught you off guard multiple times!

~

One time you were in the lab watching Donnie work as you two simply talked, chewing on bubble gum as you swung your legs from the table you sat on. As he worked on some wires the lights in the lair flickered and shuttered. You laughed it off with him and kept talking until Leo walked in. He demanded to know- “Donnie, what are you even doing?”

And your Donnie boy didn’t even falter in his response, “Leo, when you ask that you really just mean stop, you don’t really wanna know my thought process.”

Turning back around and continuing to work on whatever he was trying to do. You couldn’t even hold back your roar of laughter as Leo rolled his eyes and reminded Donnie to warn them when he was gonna mess with things like that. From that day forward, you noticed how quick wit Donnie could be. Even if he was a dork sometimes!

~

There was another day in which you walked into the lair, sweating from the surface sun, bringing in some things he ordered online with your address. while walking into Donnie’s lab, which was stuffier than the rest of the lair, exclaiming “god, it’s going to be so HOT today!” And Donnie hadn’t even skipped a beat when replying with, “yes, it’s good practice for hell.”

You snorted and laughed so loud that he looked at you and smiled. You just had to ask, “do you even believe in god?” You asked in between laughs. While gesturing to his lab he replied, “I believe in hell, and it feels like I’m in it”. He turned his chair fully around and watched as you laughed.

He found that cute...

~

Donnie had always had a smart mouth, but being around you made him think that it had encouraged him further. He couldn’t help it, things would just slip.

He was more sarcastic around his brothers as well, more than usual. And voiced them louder at times. A perfect example would be the current moment that the boys were trying to fix the TV and Donnie tried to do it by himself.

“We can help Don, ya know”, was Raph’s very gruff response to Donatello hogging the TV. As much as Donnie appreciated the help, he’d be better off doing it on his own. He just thought better that way.

“It’s alright, I always take care of it anyway”, he never meant it in an accusing way, but it was true and he was simply calling it out. Mikey was quick to try and hit back.

“Hey! You know what, we’re clever too, smarty pants.” Donnie snorted and already knew what to say, never turning his back as he spoke and continued to fix the TV. “What’s the difference between a gamete and a zygote?” The silence that filled the air made him smirk.

Raph tried to reassure his little brother, “don’t fall for it, Mikey, he’s just making up words”. Donnie almost felt the nerve of making another quick wit remark, but the sound of the TV turning on beat him to it. And filled him with all the satisfaction he needed.

~

However you found his remarks very funny and always knew how to give a come back. He started noticing how different you acted with him than with the others. And he found that very reassuring, special even.

He watched as you played with Mikey on mario karts and walked slower to the kitchen for his glass of water as you won and jumped up. Rough housing with him in until he let you topple him over. Laughing but punching him on the shoulder.

Thinking it over as you walked over to his lab and walked over to his desktop and gave him a quick side hug. Something you rarely did with Mikey or Raphael. Than you dragged a seat you brought from the living room to his lab and pulled out his spare laptop to play a game. Watching him from a distance, he could feel your eyes in him.

You sat quietly next to him playing a quiet computer game next to him. Watching him was relaxing, even when he pushed his adorable glasses up his snout or mumbled to himself. You were never this way with the others, though you shared a harsh joke or two now and than with Donnie you never really rough housed.

He liked that....

~

Days like that he treasured, though he did like the ones where you distracted him. With flirtatious words and offers like watching movies on his huge computer screen, or play games together, never the competitive ones. You were fine playing things like Gary’s mod or Minecraft. Pretty boring but it had its highlights. The days were you stayed up late texting nonsense and illogical conversation, that for some reason he tolerated and enjoyed.

He liked the ones where you’d force him to eat with you and take more breaks from his work, and to sleep and take even more breaks. You were sort of a slacker but Donnie was stubborn so it worked out. He never really had anyone think of him, in that kind of manner. A mother hen would just piss him off and you understood that. So sometimes you’d just left the food on his desk and brought him plenty of water every so often. He found it endearing, you were never this kind to the others. You were like a pufferfish, they never knew when you’d spike up, but never with Donnie.

His favorite memory so far he had of you was when you and asked him advice for pranking Mikey. He was the brains of the family after all! “I think I worked out a plan..” he mumbled while working it out in his head.

His remark sounded like Leo and you snickered while replying, “All right count me out.” He snapped his vision to you and laughed, enjoying your very well thought sarcasm. “You haven’t even heard it yet!” He said knowing he sounded like his elder brother and mimicking his voice when answering.

You stood up with a huge grin, enjoying his dorky laugh very much. “See how I’ve learned?” You laughed as you walked over towards him and resting your right elbow on his left shoulder. “Alright Doll, let’s hear it.”

Doll? He blushed and blabbered his plan, thinking and overthinking that one nickname you had given him.

~

Though just like the good days came, so did the bad ones. You were a tough cookie, no one could deny it. You loved training at the gym and taking kick boxing lessons. You always sported a bruise Donnie couldn’t help but look at, sometimes they looked serious, And they could be! Though it was the days you trained with Raphael that put Donatello at most unease. It’s not that he didn’t trust you could hold your own, but at what cost? Another bruise? A cut? A sprained ankle?

Though he never interrupted or interfered. He knew better than that. But one night you came to the lab, littered in cuts and a big shiner on your left eye. When you explained you had gotten in the middle of a street fight that had bets involved and got a good 70 bucks from it. Donnie had almost lost it. He couldn’t believe how careless you were being with your own well-being.

“You could have gotten really hurt! That black eye could have been a broken eye socket or a dislocated jaw! You could have been shanked!” You tried to brush it off, saying they were no match for you. The big grin still shining on your face.

But Donnie had had enough of ‘turning his right cheek’, he had to address this. “Do you hate yourself?”

You were dumbfounded at this question, “no?” You answered carefully. He had to hold back the edge in his voice, “You sure as hell don’t act like it. You could have killed yourself tonight. Your brothers would have been devastated and for what? 70 bucks? That’s no where near how much your worth” he grumbled while examining your black eye.

Something clicked... did he?

Did you?

“I’m sorry Donnie-“, this gave him pause, “-but why? Why do you help me so much? Why do YOU care?” He looked at you fondly and your heart drummed, something definitely not unwelcome, and it wasn’t unusual either nowadays. He snapped his gaze somewhere else when replying, “because my life is a mess right now and I compulsively take care of other people when I don’t know how to take care of myself”. You stared at him, knowing that was just a witty joke. “Really. That’s all?” You asked knowingly.

“Because your special to me- to me a-and my brothers of course..” he stammered and tried to cover up quickly.

Donnie didn’t want to overstep on something that may just be in his head. You grabbed one of his hands and looked at him smugly, “why? What’s so special about me?” He sighed, picking up on your facial expressions, he couldn’t believe what he was about to say.

“How long you got?” He answered with a raised eyebrow (bone?). You chuckled at his sarcastic remark that showcased his New York accent perfectly before realizing what he meant. You looked up adoringly, while he looked away bashfully. “Donnie.. do you actually like me?” He sighed while shrugging, “I don’t see why not?-why I shouldn’t” he answered while nonchalantly putting two medical butterfly clips on your busted chin.

You smiled with wide eyes, “wait. So was that a confession?” He answered quickly, “well it wasn’t some-some kind of political hearing, so I’ll assume it was.” You laughed at his joke, he was trying to keep calm, but his soft voice and tiny stutters while his hands trembled softly when putting away his medical supplies threw off his facade.

You smirked while hopping off his examining table and while he set down his medical box next to you. You slid under his left arm and hugged his plastron. “Your the only person I can really relax with. It would be an honor if you’d let me find peace with you there to help me. I’d love it if you told me off like that more often, I sorta need it” you finished with a sly smile. Donatello was frozen in his spot. So you hugged him tighter.

Donnie was speechless but slowly wrapped his arms around you. He could get use to this, you were just so different than him, but so warm. So small. Did you really want to be his? “You sure about that? You don’t always wanna hear my opinions” you grinned up at him chuckling to yourself as you replied, “if you voice them like that hell yeah!”

He chuckled along knowing you were up to something but decided to play along. Feeling strange but oddly at peace as you swayed him while you held each other. “And why’s that?” He asked, already regretting it as you smirked. “Because it’s HOT” he laughed but blushed and looked away.

“Your a handful!” He softly exclaimed while looking away. You chuckled and stood on your toes to press your lips to his cheek. Laughing again as he became even more bashful. If he could, he would of hide his face in his shell right at that moment. It was strange to see the gloomy and witty turtle so bashful, shy you were use to- but bashful? It was adorable!

As you pressed against his plastron you commented, “it takes a real man to love me even when I’m THIS fucked up. Black eye and busted chin, the whole package!” Donnie knew you were joking, but it still rubbed him the wrong way hearing you talk like that. Not able to hold back his mouth.

“They don’t bother me, I know what your really like, that’s what re-really all that matters to me.” Your heart drummed as you smiled and reached up to clasps his cheeks in both of your hands. What a sweetheart! He really was strangely-dorky adorable.

You leaned upward while he fumbled on what to do, you fluttered your pretty lashes closed and puckered your lips to meet his. Donnie’s height making it difficult for you to take the whole step, he would have a to meet you halfway. Mirroring everything you did and leaning down to you, your soft lips brushed his and he almost pulled back. Unsure of himself and his ability to even be near you in this kind of way.

From the outside of the Lair you could hear Raph yell, “MIKEY YOU OWE ME 5 BUCKS!!!” Donnie jumped backwards and when he came back to his senses flared at his older brother. You laughed, “it’s just a dumb bet they had, something about who would kiss who first.”

He looked down at you with an accusing look, “what if I just knocked him unconscious?” You gave him a look before responding, “that won’t change the past!” He snorted when saying, “but it would make the present so much nicer”.

You leaned closer to him one more time before nuzzling his plastron.

“Thank you for letting me be soft, nerd”

“Shush you big softie, I still can’t believe you got in to a street fight”

.....

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“How many did you win?” You laughed while hugging him harder. You would like this very much.

[artificialqueens]

Not Nineteen Forever (11) (Branjie/Scyvie)- Ortega

a/n: hey friends! welcome to chapter 11 of N19F, everyone’s favourite chronicles of our uni gals being irresponsible af. this chapter begins our collective slow descent into madness so hope we’re all ready. as always, thank u for the love and pls pls pls send a wee ask into AQ/my blog telling me what ur fav part was!!! i heart serotonin xo

trigger warning: drug use (Snoop Dogg’s favourite garden plant xo)

please note: this fic contains young adults often behaving in irresponsible/unadvisable ways with regards to alcohol, drugs and sex. if you are someone who feels as if they could be heavily influenced by fic and incorporate what happens in the plot into ur own life, pls steer clear!

summary: Brooke, Yvie and Nina are three flatmates who forged a friendship in their first year of university and picked up some other waifs and strays along the way. Now in their final year, there are feelings that need to be unravelled and confessions to be made whilst navigating drunk nights, hungover mornings, takeaways, group chats, library meetups, cafe gossiping, and the small matter of getting a degree.

last chapter: Christmas saw funny jumpers, Secret Santa gifts, and Yvie and Scarlet saying I love you but not-quite-saying-I-love-you.

this chapter: everyone is back at uni after the holidays but somebody’s got cold feet, and not because the flat heating isn’t switched on.

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Brooke wondered if it was possible to sweat herself to death as she dragged her huge suitcase up the final step to her flat and scrambled around in her backpack. She had never been so excited to take off a jacket in her adult life, but as she fumbled around for her keys she began to wonder if she would ever actually get into her flat. Thankfully, somebody had evidently heard her struggling and the door was suddenly thrown open to reveal Nina, just as smiley, happy and excited to see her as she’d been before Brooke had gone home for the holidays.

“Brookey Brooke Brooke!! Happy New Year!” Nina cried, lurching forward to give her a hug.

“Oh my God, Happy New Year baby. I probably stink of sweat,” Brooke concluded, her puffer jacket feeling more like a portable prison of heat with each passing second. Nina patted her on the back as she pulled away, dragging her suitcase inside in a suitably Mum-like manner.

“Nonsense, come in. I only just boiled the kettle, you’ve got scarily good timing. Yvie’s here with Scarlet. I think they may be banging.”

As Brooke walked past Yvie’s room she heard something that sounded suspiciously like a hiss through a set of teeth, and concluded that Nina was probably right.

“I’ll forgive them. How was New Years’?” Brooke asked, finally peeling her jacket off and throwing herself down on the couch. Nina raised her eyebrows as she poured the kettle out into two mugs.

“Really good,” she said, drawing out the “really” for emphasis. “I mean, it was just me, Silky, Akeria and Vanjie but it was such a great night. Kiki went home with a guy that looked like Thor. It was very bizarre.”

Brooke let out a laugh. She hadn’t felt too much fomo at having missed any New Year’s celebrations, as it was really only the girls whose family homes were closest to the city that were able to meet up and party together. Canada was probably a bit too much of a commute. Brooke self-consciously remembered the texts from Vanessa that came through that night, her stomach flipping over.

“Nobody overdid it, did they?” she found herself asking, keen for an outsider’s perspective on the evening. Nina tutted as she handed Brooke her mug and sat down.

“I mean Silky did, but it was basically her birthday party so nobody would begrudge her it. Vanjie was cute, though, it was a shame you never had any signal,” Nina smiled at Brooke, Brooke feeling a knot in her stomach tighten at her words. She plastered on her best fake smile.

“Aw yeah, she’s a cutie.”

“You must be looking forward to seeing her again? Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that,” Nina encouraged her, sipping her tea.

“Yeah, of course! But I want to see my girls as well, you know? I mean I haven’t seen you for like, a month. Tell me about you and Monet!” Brooke smiled enthusiastically, jumping at the chance to divert the conversation from the topic of her and Vanessa. She took a big gulp of her tea, hoping it would encourage Nina to talk for as long as she could.

“We’re good! We’re good. I saw her just after Christmas, we met up in town. I’m still absolutely convinced the whole thing’s a massive practical joke and she’ll completely ghost me soon, but I’m trying not to think too much about it otherwise I’ll get too wrapped up in it and end up ruining things,” Nina reeled off, ending her sentence with an awkward shrug and a laugh to match, Brooke unsure if she felt good that the heat was off her and Vanessa or bad that it seemed Nina was a hair’s breadth away from self-sabotaging her potential relationship.

“Well you’ve been seeing each other for what, two months now? That’s getting into girlfriend territory, babe."

"Oh, don’t,” Nina laughed, shaking her head so violently that her tea threatened to splash. “As fucking if. No, I’m just enjoying it while it lasts and whatever happens happens. I mean, I’m hardly going to be the one to end it, am I?"

Brooke raised both eyebrows at her but didn’t push for any more. Brooke always worried about Nina ever so slightly, like the sister she never had. Nina was the best hypewoman around, always preaching self-esteem, confidence and body positivity, but when push came to shove she could only sporadically take that advice herself. Brooke knew that Nina had overcome a lot since her time at high school- she’d always remember when Nina broke down to Brooke in her first year halls room and had told her everything she’d struggled with in the past after a set of girls had laughed at Nina in a kebab shop after a night out. So Brooke could understand that sort of self-love was hard for Nina to maintain. Brooke had noticed it seemed to come to her in ebbs and flows like waves; the crashing-against-rocks happy presence of a Nina who danced about the flat singing to Lizzo in a new outfit she loved deeply contrasting with times where the tide would pull her back out into a sea of shame, unhappy and upset because she’d eaten a share pack of Minstrels quicker than she’d thought possible and was disgusted at herself.

“Anyway. What about you, you going to ask Vanjie to be your girlfriend yet? It’s been longer than two months for you both and in your own words, Ms Hytes, that’s girlfriend territory,” Nina asked eagerly, Brooke almost spilling her tea all over herself in shock. Before she could answer, the kitchen door opened and in walked Yvie and Scarlet one after the other in a set of slightly crumpled clothes. Yvie’s face broke out into a smile as she saw her flatmate and she immediately ran forward toward the sofa Brooke was sat on, crushing her in a half-straddle, half-hug.

“Oh my God, bitch, it’s been forever!! Happy New Year!” she cried, muffled against Brooke’s shoulder.

Happy to see Yvie because she hadn’t seen her in ages and also because her arrival meant she didn’t have to answer Nina’s question, Brooke squeezed back hard. “Happy New Year baby!! How were your holidays? Scarlet, c’mere!”

Scarlet shuffled forward as Yvie ungracefully peeled herself off of Brooke, hugging her slightly more gently which Brooke was grateful for as Yvie spoke. “They were good. Made better by this one coming to see me.”

“Oh, did you go up to Yvie’s?” Brooke asked Scarlet as she pulled away, Scarlet rolling her eyes in mock-exasperation.

“Yeah, well. Someone decided to develop separation anxiety by the time we’d been apart for a fortnight so had me looking up train times before the bells had even rung at midnight,” Scarlet smiled, Yvie giving her a playful shove before pulling her down onto the armchair and into her lap, Scarlet giggling and batting her away.

“Well, you’re still both as gross as you were together the last time I saw you, so I’m glad nothing’s changed,” Brooke snorted, Yvie flipping her middle finger up at her.

“Oh, and you and Vanjie are gonna be totally different when you see each other again,” she rolled her eyes, Brooke clenching her teeth together momentarily. Why did everybody seem to want to bring Vanessa up every two minutes?

“Well yeah, we probably will be. It’s not like we’re together or anything,” Brooke gave an awkward laugh. Suddenly the mood in the room seemed to change. She saw Scarlet stiffen tensely in Yvie’s lap and Yvie look across to Nina, something in her widened eyes that Brooke couldn’t quite make out. As Brooke turned to look at Nina, the other girl seemed to be impervious to the sudden tension and was smiling brightly at her phone.

“Hey, Monet’s wondering if she can come round. We could get pizza, play Mario Kart, maybe get high? We’ve not done that in a while. Sound good?”

Before Brooke could address the shift in atmosphere, Yvie was replying to Nina. “I’d be so down. I’m actually starving.”

“Sounds fun,” Brooke responded, still not quite able to have her smile meet her eyes. “I’ll go unpack my shit and then come back through. Won’t be long!”

Brooke couldn’t have been more glad of a moment to herself as she flung open her bedroom door and crashed down onto her bed, a feeling of seasickness churning in her stomach. Laying on her back, she stared up at the cracks in the ceiling until her eyes began to burn. She took one heavy, deep breath and opened up her phone. Her gut plummeted all over again when she saw the name in her notifications.

V: You get back to flat okay? Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Brooke tapped out a message as quickly as she could, desperate for the interaction to be over.

B: Yep! Just there with the girls just now xxx

A reply came through before Brooke had even had the chance to replace the phone on her bed.

V: Yay!! You gonna come round and cuddle me and play with my hair? lol xxxxxxxxxx

Every single kiss that Vanessa had left at the end of her text felt like a stab in Brooke’s gut. Her entire stomach feeling like a ton of bricks, she replied.

B: Sorry boo we’re just having flat girl time just now! Just the three of us. I’ll see you soon though? Xxx

This pause was longer.

V: Aww damn well I already waited a month I guess I can wait another day :) have fun Brooky xxxxxxxxxxxx

Brooke dropped her phone on the bed, brought her hands up to her face and gave a huge, massive exhale. She didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with her. She didn’t know what had changed. Vanessa was the girl she’d been chasing for essentially her entire university career, the literal girl of her dreams. She had wanted her, and now she had her. And everything was fine. Except everything was far from fine, Brooke thought as she sucked her tense stomach in and willed that horrible sinking feeling to go away. Maybe it was the month-long gap from when they’d last seen each other. Maybe it was the way Vanessa’s texts seemed to shift from fun and flirty and lighthearted to saccharine sweet and intense. Brooke didn’t know, but all she did know was that any time she thought about her and Vanessa as anything more than what they were now or if anyone else brought that idea up, her heart started doing somersaults, and not in a good way.

Guiltily, she took her phone and scrolled up on her and Vanessa’s text history, looking back at their texts from New Years’.

V: Babyyyy xxxx

V: Keep trying to phone u n it’s going to voicemail :((( xxxxxxx

V: it’s so near midnight!!!!! xx

B: Sorry boo my signal is shit! I’m barely able to text :( xxx

B: But Happy New Year for when it comes!!!! Hope you are having a great night, get home safe xxx

V: Aww man that’s shit lmao dw dw xxxxxxxx

V: Happy New Year my baby, you’re the best thing to come out of this whole year and I’m so so glad we got our shit together, I really really really like you and I can’t wait to see where this year takes us xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

B: Awwww baby you’re sweet xxx

B: You never heard of playing hard to get lol (kidding) xxx

V: Ahahahahaha shut up whore xxxxxxxxx

V: Aint gotta play hard to get when you already got me xxxxxxxxxx

But Brooke hadn’t been kidding, and her signal had been fine, and Vanessa’s messages had made her feel worse instead of better. She preferred the old Vanessa, the sexy and suggestive Vanessa who only wanted to fuck all the time and who wasn’t bothered about cuddling or hair-playing or anything like that. All of that scared Brooke. To her, that was what people in committed relationships did, and she wasn’t at the age where she wanted one of those. Or at least, she’d never had anything properly serious before and the prospect of it completely terrified her. Brooke squeezed her eyes shut and tried to focus on breathing deeply. There was no way any unpacking was getting done now, as the top priority was to stop herself spiralling.

Brooke could have lain there for five minutes or forty-five minutes (she had no idea), but soon enough she was jolted out of her reverie as the buzzer went off. She got up and went out into the hall to get it.

"Hello?”

“Brooke, that you? It’s Monet, Neens said I could come round?”

Brooke wanted to repeatedly bash her head against the doorframe. Why did she have to be surrounded by cuddling couples and adorable pet names at a time like this?

“Yeah, no worries! Come up.”

As Brooke held her finger down against the switch to let Monet in, Nina ran out from her bedroom. She’d obviously spent the time making an effort, and her huge mane of wavy blonde hair was half-up half-down in a topknot on her head, her face painted with just enough makeup to look a touch more glam than everyday. She was still in her sweatpants but had changed into a fresh pyjama top. It had Lady from Lady and The Tramp on it, and the slogan “BED HAIR”.

“Is it her? Is she here?” Nina breathed heavily, nudging past Brooke to look through the peephole. Brooke couldn’t help but laugh.

“You sound like the fucking Grim Reaper’s about to come up the stairs, not your girlfriend! Fucking chill,” Brooke spluttered, squeezing Nina round her middle. “It’ll be fine.”

“She’s not my girlfriend! Stop saying that! Oh Jesus, you can’t say that in front of her,” Nina turned to Brooke, mortified. “Do I look okay?”

“You look gorgeous, as always. Interesting outfit choice, though.”

“Well, I want her to think that I always look this good when I’m being a lazy slob around the flat,” Nina shrugged, suddenly tearing her gaze back to the peephole and leaping back from the door as if she’d been scalded. “Fuck! Shit! That’s her, go!"

"Go? Bitch, where?” Brooke burst out laughing, trying to sober up in the hallway as Nina opened the door to Monet, who threw her arms around the other girl and covered both her cheeks in kisses.

“Hey baby! Ugh, I missed you so much,” Monet smiled, Nina growing shy and red as the other girl tapped her on the nose. “Thanks for having me over. I got you flowers!”

Brooke only just noticed the bouquet of bright yellow sunflowers in Monet’s left hand, Nina’s eyes lighting up as they were thrust into her arms.

“Oh, wow! They’re so beautiful, thank you, honey!” Nina smiled, pulling the girl in for another hug.

“Sunflowers for my sunflower. Oh, hey Brooke!” Monet cried as she noticed Brooke, immediately striding towards her and flinging her arms around her in a friendly hug. “How were your holidays? How’s Vanjie?”

Brooke tried her very best to keep from letting her discomfort at the topic of conversation show on her face as she pulled away. “They were…are…both amazing, thanks girl! How were yours?”

“They were great. Glad to be away from my crazy family though. You know you get to a stage when you just can’t live with them a second longer or you’ll commit a mass murder?” Monet chatted away, turning to Nina for validation. Nina screwed up her face and laughed.

“Nah, I think you’re just a psychopath.”

“Mm, you love it though,” Monet smiled, shooting a wink at Nina that instantly rendered her speechless. Monet burst out into a laugh and Brooke tried not to roll her eyes. Why did everyone else seem to fall into their couples so easily? Why did nobody else seem to have doubts or fears? “Come on, let’s get these pizzas ordered. I think my stomach’s eating itself."

Brooke followed the two girls through to the living room, as Nina let Monet know that Scarlet and Yvie were round. Monet turned to Brooke as if she was about to say something, but Brooke watched as Nina grabbed Monet’s wrist and whispered something to her urgently, Monet nodding understandingly. Brooke got the feeling that she had been the subject of the comment.

"Hey Monet!” Yvie called, Monet going over to give Yvie and Scarlet a hug in turn as Nina put the flowers in water.

“Hey ladies! You part of the WaGs of Belford Road too, Scarlet?” Monet asked her, Scarlet laughing and smiling up at her.

“The fuck does WaGs mean, you calling my girlfriend a bitch?” Yvie asked jokingly, Monet sitting down on the sofa and stretching out her legs as if she was one of the flat’s tenants.

“Wives and girlfriends. Mainly used for footballers back in the day but we’re just ballers, I guess.”

“We’d have the full set if Vanj was here,” Scarlet smiled at Brooke, and suddenly yelped, Brooke not missing the dig in the ribs that Yvie gave her. She started to become concerned. Was she making it really obvious that something was wrong?

“Okay, pizza!” Nina suddenly clapped her hands together, making Brooke jump. She scrolled her phone after she sat next to Monet, who threw an arm over her shoulder and pulled her close. “We could get this deal? Cookies, wedges, chicken strippers and two pizzas for £25.99?"

"I’m not sure I’ll want cookies,” Scarlet mused, Brooke deciding she could really do with hitting the bong if only to fucking relax, and that now was as good a time as ever.

“You sure? Not even after this?” Brooke spoke up, holding out the bong and watching Scarlet reconsider.

“What pizzas are we getting?” Monet asked, Yvie instantly sighing the world-weary sigh of a put-upon flatmate. Monet raised a questioning eyebrow Nina’s way.

“Ugh, don’t. It’s a point of contention in this whole flat,” she began explaining. “Yvie likes pepperoni, but not any other meats. I only really like margherita or something chicken-y or vegetable-y. Brooke likes pineapple and olives-”

“Hold the fuck up,” Monet stopped Nina, whipping her head round to cast Brooke a judgemental glare that she almost missed, too busy tipping the weed out onto the gauze.

“That’s disgusting, Brooke,” Scarlet wrinkled her nose up, Brooke rolling her eyes as she searched for a lighter.

“Fucking hell, guys, it’s not a raw fucking sausage! It’s a bit of fruit and a bit of vegetable!” she sighed. Seeing her obvious distress, Monet produced a pink Bic from the pocket of her black jeans and held it out to her, Brooke taking it gratefully and striking up.

“…So you see the issue we have whenever we want a pizza in this flat,” Nina finished as the smoke hit the back of Brooke’s throat and she exhaled quicker than she would have liked, punctuating the whole thing with a cough and a splutter.

“Do you ever just get a half and half?” Scarlet asked innocently. Yvie squeezed her shoulder and laughed good-naturedly.

“Babe, I know you weren’t any good at Maths in high school, but there’s only two parts to a half."

"You like…pepperoni, right?” Nina narrowed her eyes as she tried to remember Monet’s favourite. The other girl responded by leaning in and kissing her cheek, smiling.

“Aww, Neens! You remembered,” Monet smiled, delighted. Yvie turned to Scarlet and frowned.

“Yours is…Hawaiian?”

Scarlet laughed. “Barbecue chicken. Monet, can we swap girlfriends?”

Brooke’s eyebrows flew up her forehead involuntarily as Nina completely froze, but Monet simply laughed back. “Sorry sweetie, this one’s mine. I can rent her out though. Five pounds an hour?”

“Eh, excuse me! I am actually here, you know?” Nina cried, seemingly much more relaxed now that Monet hadn’t freaked out at the label Scarlet had given them.

“Right, what fucking pizzas are we getting? The munchies are going to kick in in about twenty minutes so let’s go,” Brooke asked decisively, squeezing herself down beside Monet and Nina.

“Well, half and half both of them so that there’s four,” Monet suggested, gesturing to Yvie. “Me and Yvie like pepperoni, so let’s do half pepperoni, Neens if you like chickeny things then let’s have you sharing a barbecue chicken with Scarlet…we can make another half pineapple and olives for Brooke’s Satanic tastebuds and…that means we’ve got another half to play with.”

“Oh my God. Monet, can we keep you?” Yvie asked incredulously. “I think that’s the quickest we’ve ever decided on an order.”

“Let’s just make the last half margherita, then we can all have a bit,” Scarlet shrugged, Nina nodding and quickly ordering. Soon enough, the bong was getting passed round and the girls all settled into their respective seats lazily, the Wii soon getting fired up and many rounds of Mario Kart getting played. Eventually, it ended in a fierce battle between Yvie and Brooke.

“Oh, Christ!” Yvie groaned, Scarlet, Nina and Monet howling with laughter at Yvie’s dismay as she flew off the course. “I got a fucking mushroom and I used it…on a corner���like a squandering fucking toddler!”

“Eat shell dick, King Boo,” Brooke muttered, sending a blue shell with her right trigger as the buzzer to the flat went off.

“I’ll get it!” Monet cried excitedly, Nina getting slightly dislodged as she leapt off the sofa and ran through to the hall. As Monet returned with numerous boxes piled high on top of each other, Brooke sped across the finish line and cheered.

“You’re a fucking cheat,” Yvie scowled at her, pointing an accusatory finger her way. Brooke snorted a laugh.

“Hey! No fighting!” Nina chastised, ripping a box open to reveal a pizza with a curious variety of toppings.

“You’re my winner, boo,” Scarlet smiled at her girlfriend, Yvie instantly softening and kissing her on the cheek. Suddenly, four sets of phones went off and Scarlet checked hers first.  

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: Alright hoes are we all back from home?

Okay Then: i’m still in Dubai sorry xoxo

Brooke’s Ford Transit Vanjie: Oo00oooh alright for some xoxo

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: Jeez Plastique that must be so hard for you, thoughts and prayers up xo

Akeria Sainsburys Bag for Life: The reason I ask is because we at Antigua Road want a night outtt

Scarlet’s bitch: sorry guys we could not be further from a night out mood

mose: Yeah sorry ladies I am jetlagged as fuck

Kim Kardashian-West: Sorry girls :( Monet and Scarlet are round at ours though if anyone wants to join!!

Brooke’s stomach dropped as she remembered her lie to Vanjie. Shit.

“Nina, fuck,” Brooke said involuntarily, the other girls turning to her curiously.

“What did I do?”

The churning in Brooke’s stomach was back as if it had never left. She paused, looking back down at her phone. The chat had gone strangely quiet. Brooke bit at the skin on her thumb. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

Yvie, ever the anti-bullshit merchant, narrowed her eyes at Brooke. “Are you okay, girl? You don’t seem so good today.”

Brooke was on the defense before she knew it. “I’m fine! I’m good!"

Before anyone else could say a thing, Brooke’s phone lit up. She was being phoned, and she didn’t have to look to see who it was.

Fuck.

Ignoring the rest of the girls, she walked out of the living room and into the hall, only answering her phone when she was safely in her own room. She took a deep breath before she spoke, keeping her tone deliberately, painfully, light.

"Hey boo!”

“Hey Brooke Lynn,” Vanessa’s voice was a similarly forced upbeat, but Brooke’s heart sank at the upset behind it. “Um, I’m just…I’m a little confused.”

“Okay, what’s up?” Brooke asked lightly, growing more convinced by the second that she was developing a stomach ulcer.

“So, uh…I thought you guys were having a girls’ night, and then Nina said that Monet and Scarlet were over…you know, it just seems a bit like the others have their girls round?” Vanessa questioned, her voice measured and calm and small and making Brooke feel like a massive dick.

“Yeah, no, uh…” she began, not really knowing how she was going to excuse herself. “I mean, no, I thought that too until I realised Yvie had Scarlet round and then Nina told me Monet was coming…just one of those things, you know? I mean I’d thought it was just a flat night too.”

“Right, sure,” Vanessa’s voice was understanding, and Brooke’s heart felt sore. She suddenly remembered something Vanessa had said.

“Besides, Monet and Nina aren’t together. It’s only Yvie and Scarlet that are girlfriends."

Brooke heard the hiss of a sigh come from the other end of the line. ”Brooke, can I ask you a question?“

"Sure.”

“Are we okay? You know, what we’ve got goin’ on. Are you still happy?”

Brooke’s stomach dropped to the floor. She had the smallest possible time gap to confront all the feelings she’d been trying to push to the back of her mind, and it was an impossible task. All day her stomach had been in knots at the thought of seeing Vanessa, but now that she was faced with the prospect of losing her she found herself panicking. She still liked Vanessa. Everything was just so new and different. She had to articulate that to her.

“Yeah, of course, definitely,” Brooke began, the audible sigh of relief on the other end of the line making guilt stab at her heart. “It’s just…everything’s so fresh, you know? I just want to take things as slow as we can. I like how we are, and I don’t want anything to change anytime soon.”

“Okay. No, don’t worry, I get it. I get it, and I don’t want to mess up either. So I’m happy to do whatever you want,” Vanessa said, her tone more cheerful now.

“I’m sorry if I freaked you out. Do you, uh. Do you still want to come round?”

“Nah, don’t worry, baby. I think us three are still gonna go out, so sorry in advance if I phone you at three in the morning.”

Maybe it was because she hadn’t seen Vanessa in a while, Brooke comforted herself, her heart swelling at the smile she could hear in her voice. Once they were together again and Vanessa would wind her up and they would kiss all rough and hot the way Brooke liked, then things would be better.

Enthused by her new-found optimism, Brooke found herself smiling. “Thanks for the warning. I’ll make sure my phone’s turned off.”

“Bitch. Cut that attitude or you won’t get any cute photos of my outfit.”

Brooke felt a heat curl in her stomach. “I’m more interested in what’s under the outfit, to be honest.”

“You’re a nasty fuckin’ whore. You might get somethin’ if you’re lucky. Okay, I gotta go, but I’ll see you soon, yeah?"

"Yeah, soon. Have a good night, stay safe,” Brooke signed off, relaxing slightly on her bed.

“I will. Bye, boo.”

“Bye.”

Brooke hung up, laying her head against the pillow and breathing out gently. Things were okay. She’d just had a wobble. She still liked Vanjie. They would be fine.

Before she could contemplate any more, her bedroom door burst open to reveal Yvie who marched in and perched herself on the end of the bed.

“Would a knock kill you?” Brooke rolled her eyes, too drained to be properly annoyed.

“Okay, talk to me,” Yvie demanded, her eyes full of concern. “You’re not fine. What’s up?”

Brooke knew she couldn’t lie to either of her flatmates, least of all Yvie. She groaned, unwilling to think any more about the situation but being forced to anyway. “Okay, it’s honestly nothing.”

Yvie said nothing, instead continuing to look at her, worry covering her face.

“When you began seeing Scarlet,” Brooke began unsteadily. “Did you ever…you know. Have second thoughts? Or any doubts or anything?”

“Absolutely fucking not,” Yvie said instantly, frowning. “But I know where this is going.”

Brooke’s stomach gave a spasm, instantly feeling the guilt seep through her again. “I feel so shit…and I’m sure it’s just a blip because I’ve not seen her in ages. But everything’s just getting too intense too quickly, you know? I’m happy just chilling with Vanessa, but I feel like she wants a girlfriend and I’m not ready for all that just yet. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Actually I don’t know if I thought I would be or not. The whole thing’s fucking with my head.”

Yvie sat and listened to her ramble on, then when she was sure she was finished she reached forward and took her hand. “Okay. First thing is, you’re completely valid. Everyone gets second thoughts about a potential relationship at one stage or another.”

“You’ve literally just said you haven’t.”

“Ignore that. Do as I say, not as I do, or..whatever. It’s a big commitment, and it’s easy to freak out. But I would just remember…” Yvie began, her face becoming pained as she looked right in Brooke’s eyes. “…how long you liked Vanjie for. How many times you were so close to telling her you liked her, and how many times you shat out. How fuckin’ happy you must have been when you kissed for the first time or when you told each other you liked each other. Fuck knows when Scarlet told me she felt the same way as I did, my brain produced the most sorotonin that’s ever been in my body in my entire life. Like, if you think you want to end things with Vanj, that’s fine. But you need to be honest with her, girl.”

Brooke remembered the day she’d finally been brave enough to kiss Vanessa and how her mind had completely short-circuited as their lips made contact. She remembered how wanted Vanessa had made her feel the first time they’d slept with each other, and the complete euphoria Brooke had felt when Vanessa told her she liked her back. All of those memories just made her feel more guilty at the fact that she felt more worried about the prospect of seeing Vanessa than excited. Remembering her internal pep-talk from earlier, Brooke shrugged.

“I know. I’m being an idiot. And I don’t want to end things with her, that’s stupid. It’s probably all the time we spent apart, right? Like I’ll probably see her and it’ll all fall back into place and I’ll feel just like I felt before the holidays again.”

“Absolutely,” Yvie smiled a little as she reassured her. Letting go of her hand, she patted Brooke’s leg. “You good?”

Brooke didn’t allow herself to think too much about it. “Yeah. Thanks for the pep talk.”

“Come on, then. There’s pizza that needs eating.”

As Brooke rose from the bed and followed Yvie to the door, she felt struck by a sudden dread. “Yvie?”

The other girl turned around and looked at her expectantly.

“Would you mind if we just kept this conversation between ourselves?”

Yvie nodded reassuringly and held the door open for Brooke, Brooke walking through it quickly and reassuring herself with exactly the same words as she’d done before. Things were okay. She’d just had a wobble. She still liked Vanjie. They would be fine.

[xpouii]

JSE Day 18: Childhood

Day 18 of the JSE artists prompts 2019 by @septic-bella

**All previous entries are available on AO3 under the title “Mayhem” with my same username.**

              Chase stepped into his home, looking around for his family, “Stace? Kids! I’m home!”

               There was laughter coming from the family room, and Chase made his way there, running into Stacy in the hallway, “Stacy!”

              She passed right through him, only shivering slightly as she did, but she gave no indication she noticed him beyond that. Chase looked down at himself in confusion, then continued to the family room where his kids sat playing Mario Kart with—him?

               The interloper turned and grinned right at Chase, and he could see the faded scar around his throat, and the way his eyes flashed black for a moment before he turned back to his game. Chase darted forward and tried to haul Anti up off of the floor, but he faded right through him. He reached for his son, to ruffle his hair like he always used to do, but it was the same with both of the children. “Anti,” he growled. “Get the fuck away from my family.”

               Stacy came into the room and sat on the edge of the couch, leaning down and kissing Anti. Anti’s eyes met Chase’s and he made a show of it, until Chase had to turn away, his stomach turning. Chase wiped the tears from his eyes and realized how helpless he was. Anti was stealing his family. When the kissing came to a merciful end, Stacy stood up, “What are we having for dinner, gang?”

               “Bacon!” the boy shouted.          

               “Pancakes!” his sister echoed.

               Anti chuckled, “Looks like breakfast for dinner. Are you sure you can cook, babe? Why don’t you rest some, put your feet up before they swell.”

               Stacy put her hand on her stomach and sighed, sinking back onto the couch, “You’re going to make dinner, Chase?”

               “Of course,” Anti said. “If I can make a baby I can make bacon.”

               Stacy shushed him, and Chase’s blood ran cold, “Well to be fair this is the third one, but I’ve never seen you make food before. I’ll just sit on the couch with the fire extinguisher.”

               “If you insist,” Anti said. “Then I’ll rub your feet afterward. Ok kids last round! Then daddy has to go cook!”

               “You’re gonna cook?” the girl asked. “Since when?”

               Anti chuckled and tickled her, “Don’t doubt your father! I have many talents.”

               The girl squealed and slapped his hands away, “Cheater!”

               Chase couldn’t look away, as sick as it made him; he couldn’t drag his eyes from his family. When Anti stood, walking to the door, Chase didn’t budge until Anti cleared his throat, “Going to the kitchen now, if anybody cares to join me.”

               Stacy stretched, “I’m good. I got comfortable.”

               Anti chuckled, and Chase made himself leave the room, following Anti to the kitchen, “What the hell are you doing?”

               Anti glanced over his shoulder, “Oh hey, Chase. Pretty interesting how happy your family is now, huh? All I had to do was become the exact opposite of you. Thanks for the new wife, by the way. Stacy, man, she’s amazing. No wonder you had two kids before you were even able to support yourself.”

               Chase ran at Anti, stumbling right through him, “I’ll fucking kill you! Stay away from them!”

               “Calm down, Chase. I’m letting you see them. Isn’t that nice of me? You should say thank you.” Anti ignored him then, busying himself with the breakfast he’d promised to make.

               Stacy walked in, and Chase burst into tears, “Stacy baby, please. You have to hear me! He’s dangerous!”

               “Chase, babe, I saw the new Bro Average video you finished editing. I think it’s your best yet,” she said, walking up behind Anti and kissing his cheek.

               “Yeah? That’s because you’re so supportive. Plus, I have to take care of our family,” Anti said, “It’s growing, after all.”

               Chase grit his teeth when Anti touched Stacy’s belly. “Yeah, three kids,” Stacy said. “You’re sure it won’t be too much?”

               “No way, babe!” Anti said. “We’re great parents. Ever since I stopped drinking, we’ve been perfect, and I actually got this stupid channel turned around and made something of myself. Now’s the best time to have another baby.”

               “Ok ok you’re right,” Stacy said. “I should really just start trusting you. I just remember how you used to be. Be patient with me, Chase.”

               “Babe I owe you everything for taking me back. Now, go put your feet up and I’ll bring you breakfast in bed.”

               Stacy smiled, “You’ve convinced me.” She left them, walking to the bedroom—their bedroom.

               Chase went to his knees, covering his ears and hiding his face, “This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. This can’t be happening.”

               Anti walked to Chase’s side, kneeling beside him, “Why does it even bother you? You don’t even want to be alive. You went—what—three days without alcohol and ended up hallucinating and trying to hang yourself? I haven’t even laid a finger on you yet and you went completely out of your mind. It’s pretty funny, right? You almost died without me doing a damn thing. How pathetic.”

              “No,” Chase whimpered. “That can’t be true.”

              Anti looked up when the bacon on the stove popped, “Well, duty calls. Good luck with um… whatever way you try to kill yourself next.”

                 Chase jerked awake with a mournful gasp that hurt his throat. He looked around, and Jameson was nowhere to be seen. Ten feet away, Jack slept, and Chase sobbed in frustration as he fell back against the pillows. “That better have been a nightmare you green fuck.”

[zzloch]

Fairy Tail University AU

Hey, I have no idea what this is. I hope you enjoy this story.

Disclaimer, I don't own the characters I do own whatever this plot is. Also, Juvia is seriously OOC (She is in pretty much most of my fanfics). Also, there are tons of hints of ships ignore them if you don't like them

-Z.Z Loch

Juvia POV

Juvia can't believe Gajeel and Juvia are going to Fiore University. Of course, that means we're going to an all Rich Kids School. Get prepared for cocky, rude girl central. Right now Gajeel is helping Juvia carry Juvia's things to Juvia's new room, we already unloaded everything of Gajeel's into his room, and we were almost done with Juvia's.

"Oww!"

Juvia and Gajeel were holding Juvia's dresser, and Juvia had just run into a dark-haired boy.

"Watch where you're going!" The boy yelled, while rude, Juvia is not gonna lie, he's kind of cute

"Gray be nice to her, She clearly just got here."

"Well, she still ran into me."

As the two bickered Gajeel groaned. "Can you guys just move."

The girl and boy looked surprised and moved out of the way. We continued to walk up the stairs and walked into Juvia's room. A boy shouted next door.

"LUCE"

"WHAT"

"WHERE DO YOU WANT YOUR JEWELRY?"

They continued yelling back and forth until Gajeel screamed.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND JUST GET IN THE SAME ROOM TO TALK."

Gajeel stood up and walked next door with me hanging on to him, trying to keep him in place.

"Dragneel!"

"REDFOX”

"Stop being so God damn loud."

"Natsu, who's this?" the blonde from earlier questioned.

"My cousin, Gajeel Redfox, and you are?" He asked referring to Juvia

I was about to respond until the dark-haired boy cut me off, he was getting less cute.

"Wait is that a Phantom Jacket?"

"Yes, and your point?" I questione

"It's just Phantom is such a poor school."

"And... our parents are cheap" Gajeel commented shooting daggers at the boy.

Juvia laughed, it wasn't all that false.

"How did you even get into Fiore if you're so poor?" He questioned

"We are smart, what did you have to buy your way, in?" Juvia said

He just glared at me.

"Anyway," the blonde girl broke the silence "I'm-"

"Lucy Heartfelia" Juvia finished.

"How do you know that?"

"Juvia beat you in the swimming finals at the beginning of the summer."

"Juvia Lockser?" she looked at me confused, Juvia nodded to confirm she was correct.

"Hi, Juvia heard you quit swimming."

"I did."

Juvia turned away from the girl to Gajeel

"Gaje could you go check the truck to see if Juvia forgot anything."

He rolled his eyes but went downstairs, Juvia knew he would help her. "How do you get him to do whatever you want?" Natsu questioned. "His dad can't make him do anything."

"He is Juvia's best friend."

"Sadly I am."

"You Love Juvia, and you know it "

"You're lucky I do."

"So are you two dating.."

Gajeel and Juvia burst out laughing, in between laughs we stammered out a series of no, never and you guys are insane. The 3 friends looked at each other as if we were crazy. "Juvi you need any more help?" "No, Juvia is good" "All right, come by my apartment if you get scared," Gajeel said teasingly. Juvia just rolled Juvia's eyes. Juvia looked over at the 3 people Juvia had met. The two boys faces were as pale as, well, Juvia.

"GET OUT, GIRLS ONLY"

"Yes, ma'am" The two boys ran out of the apartments. Juvia turned around to see a beautiful red-haired girl. "Sorry if those boys disturbed you," she said, holding her hand out. "Oh it's no problem, Juvia's best friend is a guy, so it's ok, Juvia used to annoying people" "What's your name, I'm Erza" "Juvia Lockser" "Phantoms Top Swimmer" "Yes and Your Erza Scarlet best female wrestler" "Erza" a small blue-haired girl yelled. "Oh, who are you?" She said once she saw Juvia. "Juvia Lockser and you?" "Levy McGarden" "Nice to meet you" Juvia looked down at Juvia's watch, Juvia could feel her eyes widen. "Oh, shoot Juvia is late, bye, Nice to meet you all." "We're having a sleepover later want to join?" Ezra asked, "Sure, can Juvia bring 2 friends?" "Why not" Juvia heard as Juvia ran out the door. Juvia thinks Juvia may actually have friends here, now to meet up with Juvia's tour guide.

*Time Skip*

"Juvia!" Lisanna yelled, waving her hand so the girl could see her in the crowded cafe. The bluenette walked over to the white-haired girl. "Hey, Lissy," Juvia said, hugging the girl. "How was the move?" Lisanna asked. "It was pretty easy, Gajeel and Juvia ran into a boy and Gajeel's cousin, Natsu I think" Juvia explained the embarrassing event to her friend. "Let's go walk around campus, and you can tell me everything," Lisanna said, pulling the girl with her.

*In the boy's dormitory*

Natsu and Gray ran into the main living space of all the boys, panting. "What happened to you, dumbasses?" A blonde-haired boy asked. "Erza" Gray painted out. "Who's that?" A dark-haired boy said, walking down the stairs. "Who are you?" a blue-haired boy calmly asked. "Gajeel Redfox," The heavily pierced boy responded. "And you?" He questioned the boy "Jellal Fernandes" "You mean Scarlet" Gray whispered, Jellal still heard, but he was the only sane one, so he didn't lash out. "Who?" Gajeel asked, there were too many people at this damn school. "Erza Scarlet" Gray and Natsu respond "Oh, the best female wrestler in the league" Gajeel nodded understanding. All the boys in the room looked at the punk as if he was crazy.

"What my best friend loves the female wrestling league."

"You have friends" Laxus scoffed.

"Only one, and she's way better company then all of you."

"Your best friend is a girl! Lucky" Loke told the man.

"What's the catch? Do you like her?-"

Gajeel cut the playboy off with a blunt and straightforward "No."

"So she's available" Loke smirked.

"If you go anywhere near her I will knock you out, cut off your dick, shave your head, and dig your grave and bury you alive" Gajeel he threatened.

Loke was taken aback, but stood up straight and called "Laxus!" he yelled across the room. "What?" Laxus asked, following him was Freed and Bickslow (as usual). "Is your hot friend single" "Yes, but if you go anywhere near her I won't kill you, she will" Laxus laughed, His only female friend was not one for dating playboys or well, anyone but her crush.

"Elfman is your-" "NO" Elfman and Laxus yelled.

"What about-" "NO" Elfman and Bickslow yelled, afterward glaring at each other

"Jellal, how about your sister with the pink-" "She's dating"

"Sting how about that-" " "Mine" Sting glared at the boy.

“Cobra" "No" Cobra said venom in his voice. (PUNS, I'm sorry)

"Rouge, what about that girl that always-" "Ezra would kill you if she doesn't first."

"How about, Loke, you just go out with Aries and stop denying you like her" Natsu suggested. Loke glared. Gajeel's head was spinning, who were all these people.

While trying to figure out who was who, he heard a voice "This is the boys dorms-" "Oh can Juvia go in and see her friend" "I'm sure they wouldn't mind" He heard the sound of boots running up the path, in a matter of seconds the doors burst open. "Gajeel-Kun!" a beautiful bluenette yelled, waving her hand. "You already need my help?" Gajeel smirked "Gajeel" the angry female stomped her foot. Gajeel gave his signature laugh. "Who is everyone here?" Juvia questioned the older male, whose arm she was holding on too. "I don't know," Gajeel said. Juvia slapped his chest "You should be more social" "I'm Loke, charmed" He said, kissing her hand Juvia just giggled. "Is this the one you were warning Juvia about Lis" "Yep, Loke the Flirt" "Natsu, Gray, nice to meet you again" The boys waved at her. She pointed to a dark blue-haired boy on his phone "You must be Bickslow" Juvia said nudging Lisanna, she shot daggers at the girl. "That makes you Freed and you Laxus, Mira's boyfriend, Right?" Laxus nodded. "You're Elfman, You must be Sting, Rouge talks about you a lot. Hi, Rouge" Juvia said, waving to her "brother" (Not really). "And you're Cobra, Meredy talks about you a lot. That makes you Jellal, don't worry; she talks about you too."

"Anyway, Juvia we should really get ready for the sleepover tonight," Lisanna said, pulling the girl's hand. "Bye boys, Gajeel-Kun be nice and social" "Whatever, Sprinkler" "Bye Lissy" Bickslow waved at Lisanna, who was quickly turning red. "Bye Bixy," Lisanna said, running out the door with Juvia "You liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike her" Laxus teased his best friend. "I do not" The by protested. "I'm going up to my room to play Mario Kart," Natsu said. "You wanna try and beat me again," Gajeel challenged the pinkette.

"You didn't beat me."

"Did so."

"I bet I could beat both of you."

"No way."

"If I beat you all you need to shut up."

"If I beat you, you have to help Mira with her ships."

"Whoever I beat, You have to run in girls dorm naked."

"NO!"

As the bickering continued up to the game room. Freed and Jellal stayed downstairs "If someone dies, you have to clean up the body" Freed told Jellal, "And you'll clean up the stains" "Sure" "Fair."

*The Girl's Dorms*

"So Juvia, where are you from?" Mira asked

"Juvia is originally from Russia, but was sent to Oak Town and wasn't adopted until she was 10."

"Who are your parents?" Levy inquired

"I lived with a friend of mines parents until Juvia came here."

"Hey who's calling you Lisanna?" Mira asked. Lisanna looked at her phone and Juvia snickered. The contact was labeled as 'My Totally Not Secret Crush That I Think Is Hot, But No One Else Does.' "Really, Juvia?" Lisanna rolled her eyes "Juvia is not wrong" Lisanna picked up her phone and left the room.

"Who was that?" Ezra asked. "It was Her CRUSH!" Juvia said loud enough for Lisanna to hear, "HE IS NOT!" Lisanna screamed back, clearly flustered. The group of girls laughed at Lisanna's frustration.

"So, there was a guy with you when you moved in, who was that?"

"Gajeel Redfox," Juvia said

"You two aren't dating, right?" Lucy asked

Juvia made a face of pure disgust before responding, "Yeah, his parents are the one who took me in. So we are basically brother and sister" Juvia explained

"Is that the guy who has all the piercings and looks like he would beat up anyone?" Levy inquired

"That's the guy, he may look terrifying, but he is a huge sweetheart and just likes to act like a big tuff guy" Juvia smiled at the group. The girls had more questions, but then their next victim walked back in from her phone call.

"Who was that?"

"Is he cute?"

"How old is he?"

"Do we know him?"

"Most importantly, is he CUTE?"

Lisanna sighed, she should have never agreed to come to this party. "None of your business, none of your business, 22, yes and again none of your business" Lisanna calmly answered all their questions, she was used to Mira and Elfman asking all these questions after she hung out with a guy.

Juvia giggled at the group "What's so funny?" a brunette, who was clearly tipsy asked. "You guys are so ridiculous," "How?" Cana retorted "It's just funny to see girls jump another girl after she gets off a phone call" Juvia pointed out the girls ridiculousness "Then again, it could just be that I've never really have had any female friends so this may be normal" "In our group of friends, it is" Lucy sighed. "Expect it every time you hang out with a guy," Levy said, Juvia smiled "So I'm your friend now?" "Of course, you seem chill and nice," Cana said, taking another swig of her beer. "Do you guys play video games?" Levy asked changing the topic.

"What do you have?"

"Mario Kart-"

"MARIO KART!" Cana yelled.

"I can beat every last one of you," Mira bragged.

"Wanna bet?" Ezra muttered.

"Let's go!" Lisanna said, running up to Levy's room to grab the game.

"What terror have I unleashed?" Levy asked, rubbing her temples.

Juvia laughed. Yeah, she was definitely gonna like it here.

So that was something I did. I was bored in class, and we didn't have much to do, so I wrote this weird thing. I hope you liked it anyway

-Z.Z Loch

[truthofherdreams]

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SURPRISING MY GIRLFRIEND’S SISTER WITH A SHIBA PUPPY!!

Peter Kavinsky • 3.5M views • 4 days ago

 “Hello Catherine,” he greets her the moment she opens the front door, putting the camera in her face to distract her from what is happening in his minivan behind her.

Thankfully for him, Kitty eats this shit up as the resident extrovert of the Song-Covey household. “Well hello there, Vogue.”

“Are you ready to answer 72 questions?”

“Sure, let’s go!”

Lara Jean was the one to submit the idea, to have an excuse for Kitty to parade in front of the camera without her suspicions being raised. Peter can’t believe it’s working so well – she accepted the idea immediately and even pitched him questions he could ask her, to the point where he actually kinda feel bad about tricking her into believing all of this shit is real.

Kinda. Not really though.

“Where are we exactly?”

“This is the house where Lara Jean and I live and work. Pretty, right?”

“Amazing,” he agrees, playing along. “So, what’s your favourite thing about video editing?”

“Having a special folder for bloopers,” she replies with an easy grin. She’s apparently been compiling bloopers about him too, and he’s not exactly looking forward to what she’ll do with the footage. “But mostly the storytelling process. How editing and music can change an entire video.”

“Any interesting projects beside LJ’s cooking videos we should know about?”

“Maaaaybe,” she teases. She sent an application for a film school last week, but the information isn’t public yet, not until she gets an acceptance letter. “I’m working with Chris on her gaming videos, too.”

“Woah, that sounds fun!”

By now they’ve made it to the kitchen, Lara Jean in the right corner of his camera, sitting at the island with her laptop. He winks at her and she grins back. He wonders how long it will take before people comment on that – probably five minutes.

“Are you ready for a little dare?” he asks, focusing back on Kitty.

Bless her little kitten heart, she doesn’t notice anything wrong yet, simply offering him and smile and a shrugs as she exclaims, “Sure!”

With the hand not holding the camera, he grabs the small scarf tucked into the back pocket of his jeans and shows it to her. “I need you to lie down on the floor and put that on your eyes.”

She freezes.

Her face falls.

“What’s this? David fucking Dobrik?”

Peter can’t help but laugh out loud, especially with how Lara Jean is laughing too now. So much for keeping this video PG, thank you very much Little Covey.

“What is it? Is it a spider? Is it a snake? Is it a spider?! Cause we found out I’m allergic to spider bites when we were in Korea so–”

“It’s not a spider,” he replies, trying but mostly failing to be serious. She cracks him up so much. “Just cover your eyes, okay?”

“I hate you,” she states coolly, even as she snatches the scarf from him and wraps it around her head. Immediately, Lara Jean dashes outside to help Gabe. “I hate you so fucking much.”

Still, she sits down on the floor of the dining room, arm stubbornly crossed over her chest, and pouts in his general direction, before she lies down. She doesn’t move, only startles a little when the front door slams – well done, guys – but otherwise doesn’t even reach for the piece of fabric above her eyes.

Gabe shows up with the puppy, the cutest little furball he’s ever seen in his life, all roasted marshmallow levels of adorable. Gabe moves closer to Kitty, whose head moves at the sound. Thankfully, the puppy doesn’t whine.

“Okay, we’re gonna put it on you so don’t be scared.”

Which is exactly the opposite of what she does, wiggling a little as she gets herself worked up again. “I don’t care that you’re dating my sister, if it’s a snake I’m going to – oh my GOD, PETER, WHAT IS IT?” She breaks into a scream when Gabe drops the puppy on her chest.

The puppy starts sniffing around, wet nose against her neck, and she yelps again. Even Lara Jean is losing it now, leaning against Peter for support. He doesn’t even think twice about it when he wraps his arm around her shoulders and pulls her closer to him.

“Okay, open your eyes.”

She all but ripes the scarf from her face, only to freezes at the sight of the puppy’s face so close to her face. It sniffs her a little, then licks her chin, but she’s too shocked to properly react.

“It’s a puppy,” she says, slowly.

“She’s about to cry,” Lara Jean whispers, low but now low enough that the camera won’t catch it. “Just watch.”

Kitty is sitting up, puppy now in her arms, and she looks up at Peter with wet eyes. If she starts crying he might do too, and it’s only going to end up messy and overly emotional.

“Merry Christmas, Little Covey.”

“You got me a puppy?!”

And then, yeah. She’s crying. Big tears and loud sobs, hugging the puppy to her as it licks her face and whines happily at being cuddles. Its little tail won’t stop wiggling, which is the cutest.

Lara Jean laughs, and it comes out wet too. When he looks down at her, she has tears in her eyes. He kisses her temple without really thinking about it, holding her a little bit closer.

“Do you like her?” he asks Kitty.

“It’s a girl?” she asks back, holding the puppy up to check. “This is so much better than a spider!”

 CovinskyIsLove 5 hours ago

like if you’re crying

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 HearMeRoar 3 days ago

when lj started crying too and peter comforted her i felt that

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 groffsauce 2 days ago

My sister’s boyfriend is a dirtbag who doesn’t even pay for their dates and this motherfucker gave Kitty a puppy? What the shit???

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 QUEER IS THE WORD

Lucas Krapf • 1.8M views • 5 days ago

 “So people have been blowing my mentions since last video because of point three seconds of Peter and LJ in the background,” Lucas announces to his camera, one hand holding it while the other rises to rub against his hair. “And people keep asking if they really are that cute all the time. So, here. Look what we have to deal with on a daily basis.”

He’s walking toward the kitchen now, where most of the gang is gathered. Unsurprisingly, Peter and Lara Jean are side by side, bodies glued to each other. It’s nothing unlike what has been going on during the past few months, but Lucas still noticed the slight differences since New Year’s Eve – they’re more comfortable around each other, especially LJ. It’s almost unnoticeable, especially when you don’t know they were faking it before that. But Lucas knows. And he notices.

“Look at that,” he exclaims, camera zooming in on Peter’s hand in the back pocket of LJ’s jeans, like it’s the most natural thing in the world to do. Which, it isn’t. They’re the only two idiots in this world to be that lovely cosy with each other all. the. freaking. time. “What kind of heterosexual nonsense?”

LJ and Peter both turn at the same time, and his camera zooms out and moves up to capture their twin expressions of surprise. Peter’s hand still hasn’t moved, because they’re disgusting like that.

“Who are you calling heterosexual?” Peter asks.

Chris lets out the uglier, loudest cackle in the history of humanity, because that’s just how Chris rolls on a daily basis. Homegirl has no sense of modesty or etiquette, she’s wired like that. And he loves her for it. “Peter Pan!” she exclaims, holding her hand up for Peter to high five.

“Peter Pan!” he replies in the same loud, cheerful voice, hand slapping hers above the kitchen island. He turns back to Lucas then, more serious. “But don’t film my girlfriend’s butt, thanks.”

“Why?” LJ asks, falsely innocent. “It looks great on camera.”

Lucas cuts on Peter’s dumbfounded face and another cackle from Chris.

 …

 Calling Chris’s bedroom a “bedroom” really is about semantics. Like, yes there is a single bed in a corner, so technically it qualifies. But Chris’s room is her video games room, first and foremost. Her TV setting takes over most of the space, what with how many consoles she owes. Two full walls are floor-to-ceiling shelves of video games in their boxes, Funko Pops and other geeky paraphernalia. There’s her computer and her gaming chair in a corner. More cameras and recording material than Lucas knows what to do with it. So, really. Not a bedroom.

And the best thing is, she always has snacks for when she’s playing and for when people are playing with her. She’s taken to stocking Pocky boxes for LJ, next to her own gummy bears. Freaking adorable, how close those two girls are now. Like sisters. White and Asian sisters.

They’re playing Mario Kart, and Lucas is just filming, ‘cause he’s bored and he needs content. LJ getting competitive over nothing is always fun, not to mention clickbaity. So yeah, Mario Kart, camera, Japanese snacks. The best of the best.

Chris is getting worked up over the Rainbow Road, like you do, when her phone starts lighting up like a Christmas tree. Which is weird – she’s usually so very good at not having her phone around when she’s playing, because it keeps her focused not to have to worry about her notifications. The only times she purposefully has her phone around is when she’s doing a special Twitch live and she needs to check her donations.

So Lucas’s attention zooms in on her phone, obviously. “Who’s Veronica?” he asks.

It’s an innocent enough question, but Chris tenses and LJ is distracted enough that her Yoshi falls down the Rainbow Road. “Wait, Veronica Veronica? RomanticRonny Veronica?”

Chris does a very bad job of pretending to be chill, her eyes never leaving the TV screen but her shoulders tense as shit, her knuckles white around her controller. “Yeah, we’re texting,” she replies, fake casual. Damn.

“Didn’t she make a come-out video like, three months ago?” Lucas asks, just to watch her squirm. He can always edit this part out if Chris asks him to, that’s chill. She’s just as open with her sexuality as Peter and Lucas are, but it doesn’t mean he will post about her crush if she doesn’t want him to. Privacy and all that, they’re pretty good at this stuff with each other.

“Did she now?” Chris replies-asks, with a shrug. Bad Acting 101. “Not that it matters or shit.”

“She’s texting again,” Lucas points out, when her phone lights up again.

“How about you shut up, Krapf?”

He only laughs.

 SapphoBitch 2 hours ago

is2g if any of you comes with a ‘queer is a slur’ because of the title i’m going to cut a bitch bc Peter identified as pan AND queer in his coming out video and Lucas and Chris are both chill with it too so stfu u ignorant terf-sounding assholes

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 Song Bakery ✓ 4 days ago

7 billion people in the world to choose from and he picked me. Of course I am okay with that aspect of Peter’s identity, why wouldn’t I be?

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 PizzaSlut 3 days ago

we stan one (1) progressive, unproblematic squad

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 Who knows me better? challenge (boyfriend vs sister)

Song Not-Bakery • 3.7M views • 2 days ago

 “Hi everyone and welcome to my second channel!” Lara Jean greets the camera with a little wave. “It was a long time coming, and it’s all because those two right there bullied me into doing it.”

“Kindly,” Peter clarifies. “We bullied her kindly.”

“Cause that makes it so much better,” she tells him, forcing herself not to grin when he wrinkles his nose at her adorably. This man will be her undoing. “Anyway, it’s all Kitty and Peter’s fault and they’re both extra competitive, so what better way that to start this channel than with a competition about me?”

“Which I’m going to win, because I’ve known her the longest,” Kitty chimes in.

“We’ll see about that,” Peter replies, hand already hovering above one of the two call bells Lara Jean bought for the occasion. Peter was playing with it for ten minutes before they even started filming, and she made a mental note to hide them well once they’re done, for her own sake.

“Each question gives you one point,” Lara Jean explains, all business, ignoring how Kitty and Peter are flexing and silently talking shit at each other from across the table. Most competitive people she knows, indeed. “And the winner gets one favour from the loser, as long as it’s decent.”

“Peter buying me Taco Bell every day for a moooonth,” Kitty singsongs.

“And healthy.”

“Peter buying me by Chloe every day for a moooooonth,” Kitty amands.

“Better,” Lara Jean replies, while Peter tries his hardest not to burst into laughter, all tight-lips and puffed cheeks. “Okay, get ready! Question one! What’s my Hogwarts house?”

Kitty hits the bell so fast it flies across the table. “Hufflepuff!”

“Point Covey!” Lara Jean agrees. “Which movie did I quote in my high school yearbook?”

Peter and Kitty share a look, before he tentatively rings the bell. “Amélie?”

“Correct! Point Kavinsky,” she replies, smiling at his preening.

“How do you even know that?” Kitty asks him, suspicious.

“Your dad showed me all your embarrassing childhood pictures,” he replies with an easy shrug. They went to visit two months ago for her dad’s birthday, his official meeting with Peter. Which went really well for the two of them, not so well for Lara Jean when he dad got all the family albums out. She had to steal Peter’s phone from him so he wouldn’t do anything stupid, like share with the world. “You look cute with pigtails, by the way.”

Kitty pokes her tongue out at him.

“What’s my birthday?”

They both attack the bell, but Kitty is faster. “May 15th.”

“Point Covey. What’s my favourite colour?”

Peter is faster. “Blue.” Then, turning to the camera, “And she looks super pretty in blue.”

Lara Jean barely manages to hide her blush behind a laugh as she moves on the the next question. As expected, Kitty and Peter get more and more worked up with each question, yelling their answers and sending the bell flying more than once. She can’t help but laugh when Kitty throws herself above the table to try and steal Peter’s bell, to prevent him from winning. He holds it above his head, too high for her to reach even when she jumps.

They go on like that for half an hour, Lucas keeping track of points behind the camera and holding his laughter back all through filming. Not all heroes wear capes, after all. She’s almost done with her questions when he shows her the mini whiteboard, announcing 12 points each.

“Okay, it’s a tie, so last question to win the game.”

Kitty points to her eyes with two fingers, then to Peter, then to her eyes again. Both their hands hover over the bell, ready to pounce on it. The tension is thick in the room.

“Who’s my dream guy?”

Peter yells the answer before he even hits the bell, “Gilbert Blythe!” Then, ignoring Kitty’s look of pure disbelief and horror, he turns toward the camera with a smirk that shouldn’t be quite as smug as it is, given what he is talking about. “Because he’s smart, and handsome, and loyal, which makes him Lara Jean’s dream Hufflepuff boy. Kavinsky out!”

“Kavinsky win!” she agrees, grabbing his wrist to hold it like he just won a boxe match instead of a little Youtube competition.

Kitty makes a big deal of pouting and folding her hands on her chest, the perfect image of a sulking child. It only makes Peter laugh harder, of course, because he can be a real jerk when he puts his mind to it. Not a mean jerk, but he knows how to push Kitty’s buttons, how to make her snap just enough to make it entertaining to everyone involved, even Kitty.

“So that’s it for today, guys. Check out Peter’s channel and Kitty’s Instagram account, links in the description, and don’t forget to like and subscribe for more videos like this one! Bye bye!”

 CovinskyIsLove 2 hours ago

Smart, loyal and handsome? Wonders who that describes perfectly hmm hmmmmmm… Not fooling anyone, LJ!

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 TeenageNinjaTurtle 9 hours ago

Kitty is so fucking hilarious she needs to be in all the vlogs! More Kitty!

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 MrsKavinsky 2 days ago

The Gods of Youtube have listened and given us LJ’s second channel, we are so blessed!

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