#ohh Beth should come with too

[raycatz]

Modern au where the chain, their Zeldas, Ravio, and Aryll, go to the mall together. Specifically Legend, Wild, Twi, Flora, Tetra, Wind, and Aryll are visiting Claire's and Hot Topic. Twi, Leg, and Wild are there to get more earrings. Aryll has decided that this is the best thing in the world and that she must be consulted for every pair and combination and leads them around the store picking things out. She is very particular about the earrings! It's very important! The Links are absolutely here for it.

[the-fiction-witch]

Red Head

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader (Red Head) & Benny X Beth

Rating Flirty (Mild Smut Implications)

I sat at my table in my apartment hoping my wicked little plan was going to work as I intended. Across my apartment Beth sat sorting her suitcase for the four days she'd be here between the Ohio tournament and Paris, she had intended to get a hotel but I offered my living room to her. It wasn't the case I was feeling nice I did have a point to doing so, I was trying to Coax Y/n over as I know she can be a little... jealous. So as soon as she finds out I have a lady here she'll be over which is really what I want. I miss Y/n so so much, I knew I missed her the moment I got back through the basement door, as all I wanted was to see her sweet Y/E/C eyes and cute red curls. To wrap my arms around her waist and give her a billion kisses. I miss her so badly, but I knew why we were apart. We were young and in love so happy and excited and then... things happened, and I knocked her up. It made our relationship very strained even if we both still loved each other so deeply that we needed time apart she moved out about six months into her pregnancy and I had been visiting her as much as I could. Once our little angel was born we agreed to spend as much time as could to see our sweet girl as much as possible. I had to work still so I'd been off on tournaments and championships so I hadn't seen Y/n or our daughter for almost two months! That's like half her little life I've missed! But now I'm home... the only thing I want is Y/n and my daughter back in my arms where they belong, forever this time. But... if it doesn't work... I have Beth. which will do I guess I know I should think better about Beth, she is nice I guess but honestly... I'd trade the world to have Y/n and Ila back. 

Maybe if Y/n sees me with another lady she might get jealous and realize how much she misses me too. I can hope! 

I sat not paying much attention to Beth and her business, and I perked up as the phone rang. So I cleared my throat and picked up the phone,

"Hello?"

"Hi Watts," her sweet voice comes through the phone, 

I knew her call was coming it's like she has a sixth sense, for this type of stuff. So I smiled and replied, "Hello Y/n,"

"I need a favour,"

"Oh? enlighten me?" 

"Sitter cancelled and I have a double shift today so can I-"

"Don't even sweat it, ohh actually give me a sec," I told her playfully, I moved the phone but made sure it was close enough Y/n would still hear me, "Beth?" I asked,

"Yes?" she asked looking up to me,

"you alright with my daughter coming to stay for the night?"

"Ohh... uhh yeah sure," she shrugged, 

"Good," I nodded before I returned to the phone, "Yeah no problem bring her by and I'll look after her,"

"You sure if you have a visitor?"

"I'm sure, bring her over. I'll see you soon," 

"Alright see you soon," 

I hung up the phone,

"How old is your daughter?" Beth asked,

"She's four months," I smiled,

"ohh, still a baby," she said a little nervous, "Never been around babies,"

"Awww Ila is a beautiful well behaved little angel," I smiled, 

"Ila?"

"Ila. Ila Watts. She's perfect,"

"I never imagined you... as a dad?"

"Well, it happens," I shrug, "And... I don't know, I think I'm kinda... made to be a dad," 

It wasn't long until the door knocked so I fixed my hair and ran to the door opening it up to let her in. Y/n stood beyond my door, in her little white sneakers, her flesh-tone stockings, her little white dress with her cardigan and bag over her shoulder, her sweet red hair in little curls around her shoulders, her sweet Y/E/C eyes and freckles across her face. And in her arms! the sweetest little baby ever! her cute little pale skin and freckles and Y/E/C eyes just like her mother but she had my hair and my nose Y/n had dressed her in a cute little purple dress with little pink butterflies and put her blonde hair in a braid,

"Awwww hello, my sweet little love! My beautiful little Ila," I cooed taking her to pull her to my chest and give her all the cuddles and kisses I'd be saving for her since I saw her last, 

"Hello Benny," Y/n playfully rolled her eyes,

"Hello Y/n," I blushed giving her cheek a kiss praying she would return it and she did which turned my cheeks red, 

We both came in Y/n put Ila's bag on the table as I carried Ila on my hip giving her lots of kisses which made her giggle, 

"You saw her three weeks ago," Y/n laughed,

"Yeah that's three weeks," I chuckled, "You are getting so big now," I cooed, 

"I take it this is the Beth Harmon I have read about," Y/n turned her attention to Beth the two coming almost squaring each other up, 

"You must be Y/n Watts," Beth offered her hand,

Y/n chuckled, "Just Y/n," she said shaking her hand, 

"Ohh... sorry I-"

"It's fine," 

"You two aren't then..."

"No, no... we took time apart just before Ila was born,"

"Yeah, but we share looking after this little lady," I cooed, 

"Her milk's in her bag, her little bear is in the bag, of course, I'll be back at six," Y/n explained, 

"I know, have a good shift, Y/n," I smiled,

"I will have fun Ila sweetheart," she kissed Ila, "Nice to meet you, Beth," She said giving her a wave before she headed out of the apartment and off to work, 

"She's nice," Beth nodded,

"Yeah she's lovely," I nodded trying not to blush, 

"Can I hold her?" Beth asked looking at Ila,

"Aww of course," I cooed, "Ila Watts, this is Beth Harmon." I smiled, "Beth this is Ila," 

"Hello," Beth did her best to smile but Ila wasn't overly bothered about her, 

"Just put your hand under her butt, and under her head there you go," I smiled as I handed Ila over to Beth, she seemed unsure but smiled at little Ila,

"Awww she's so cute,"

"She is isn't she, the most beautiful girl in the world," I cooed, 

But Ila began to squirm and cry, 

"Ohh what did I do?"

"Awww come here little lovely lady, come to daddy," I took Ila back and she happily calmed down, 

"Sorry..."

"It's alright she just probably wanted a cuddle with Daddy," I smiled, 

I finished feeding Ila her bottle and began to bounce her on my shoulder to burp her, 

"You're really good with her," Beth smiled as she sat on the airbed, 

"Thanks," I smiled as I finally burped Ila so I laid her in the crib, 

"You look... really handsome with a baby," 

"I do?" I raised an eyebrow as I sat down with her and we each had a drink,

"Yeah," she smiled, "it's really cute how good you are with her,"

"Thanks," I blushed a little, 

"So..." she smiled moving a little closer and brushing her fingers through my hair, "I notice, Y/n and I do have something in common?"

"Ohh?"

"You got a thing for redheads Benny?"

"...Maybe," 

"Well your little angel's sleeping soundly and she's not getting picked up till tomorrow right?"

"...Yeah, true," I smirked a little, 

"Shall we?" She encouraged, 

I thought about it for a while, I couldn't not think about Y/n but admittedly... Y/n has been gone for a while now, and maybe it would be better for me to just try someone else. "Alright," I smirked back taking her hand and giving it a small kiss before heading her to my room, 

I lay gasping, sweat across my body as Beth turned over and went to sleep. It was fun, and Intense but... I felt sick. 

I felt like a dick, I know Y/n and I aren't together but... I felt so strange, I felt like I was cheating on her. And it didn't help, even if I had been on my own a while this didn't help it just made me miss Y/n even more. I wanted her body in my hands, her lips on my own, I wanted her! Not beth... Nothing wrong with Beth she's great but... I want Y/n. I Barely slept at all just tossing and turning trying not to think about what I did. I suppose it had a small silver lining, I know now... I am not going to be able to get over Y/n. 

Ila began to cry so I got up and slipped some clothes on going out and soothing her back to sleep, I kissed her little blonde head as she drifted away again.

"I'm sorry Ila, Daddy did a bad thing." I whispered, "And Mummy is not going to be happy with Daddy." 

I stayed up watching over Ila until the door knocked so I went and got it opening it wide to see Y/n tired from her double shift.

"Hey," she smiled kissing my cheek,

"Hey," I sighed letting her in, 

"You okay?"

"Yeah... tired."

"Ohh she kept you up?"

"No, no she was an angel as always,"

"Good, Awww sleeping like a little log," she chuckled as she went to the crib, 

"Y/n-"

"Yeah?" She asked giving Ila a little stoke in her crib not wanting to wake her, "Such a beautiful little baby, you were good for daddy?"

"Y/n Please. I need to tell you something?" I sighed crossing my arms over my chest,

"What is it?" She stood noticing how serious I was, 

I went to open my mouth but the bedroom door opened to Beth in my shirt from last night with messy hair, Y/ns eyes met her, and then she flicked them to me, without a word. She knew. 

"Morning," Beth yawned,

I could see the rage building in Y/n so I very quickly grabbed my wallet, 

"Beth. Ughhh run down to the corner store and ughh grab some cigarettes," I told her as I know she smokes handing her some money, 

"I have half a -" she began,

"Beth. Please." I pleaded with her, she looked between me and Y/n and took the money, she went into the bedroom and got some different clothes on all while we waited without a word, She came out and kissed my cheek but I didn't give her a reaction. 

"Back in a sec," she says,"

"Take your time." I told her, The moment the door closed, "I can explain."

"I don't want to hear it," she said packing up Ila's things, 

"No, no no." I stopped her, "Please... please just listen to me I swear I can explain,"

"I don't want to hear it benny," she said our voices hushed so as to not wake Ila but still angry, 

"Please just hear me out,"

"You had sex with her?"

"yes I did But-"

"No, but there is not but-"

"Yes, there is! Please I did it I admit that but I feel so bad about it it's destroying me I should never have done it I was being so stupid!"

"Yes, you were!"

"I know! I know! Please will you ever forgive me!"

"No!"

"No! please, Y/n!"

"You had sex with some girl while our infant daughter slept in her crib, less than two feet away, I don't know what would be worse the door was open she could have seen, heard, god knows what. Closed! she is four months something could have happened to her,"

"The door was open but only a crack! and I listened for her crying the whole time we were super quiet so as to not wake her. But that's not important right now-"

"It's very important Benny!" she complained "You had sex with a woman five feet from our infant!"

"This! This is what you're concerned about! She was safe she was fine, aren't you infatuated I cheated on you!"

"Not really,"

"what do you mean not really!"

"We are split up Benny!"

"So!"

"So it's not cheating if we're not together!"

"But I feel terrible, I betrayed you, I regret everything I did, please"

"This is what you are concerned over! benny we're not together you can fuck who you want I don't care I care when our daughter is in earshot!"

"Why!"

"So you don't traumatize our infant daughter!"

"No! why don't you care? I cheated on you! I had felt sick to my stomach the moment I did it! I still love you, you know I do, and I know you still love me, it was a huge huge mistake and I would do anything to undo it..." I explained tears flooding down my face, "Please... please... I- I can't be without you, the woman I love the mother of my child, I felt like throwing up to think about what I've done. I want you. I only want you. Please forgive me... Please... forgive me, let me do whatever it takes to make it up to you and please.... please Y/n... give me back my family." 

"You're family?"

"You and me and Ila."

"you slept with-

"I know. I know. Please... I'll walk barefoot through glass for you. I'll climb the Empire State Building naked. I'll swim from New Jersey to Dover. Please! She's my daughter... and you're my girl. I am so so sorry, I should have thrown away every invitation that came while you were pregnant, I should have never left your side, I should have helped you work through all your feelings, I have missed half of her life... and I don't want to miss another second of it. And I want to share every single moment of her life with you." 

"That doesn't excuse what you've done..."

"I know." I told her stroking her cheek, "But I swear to you, I would do the impossible for Ila. And I would do the impossible for you." 

"That's just it... it's impossible," she said going to the crib,

"No! NOOOO! No, you can't please!" I begged, "Reject me if you must if you really can't face what I have done. But please... please Y/n I beg of you. Don't take her. She's my daughter, my angel, my baby girl, please! you can't take her, you can't just take her, please! Please... even if you reject me even if you hate me please just let me see her..." I begged, "Please just let me see my daughter,"

"I don't think she should be anywhere near her sex pervert of a father for a while,"

"NOOO! Please!" I broke down, "You have no right! you can't just take her! she's my daughter!"

"And she's mine too!"

"You are not just taking her!"

"What makes you think you should keep her! you've been gone half her life and as soon as you come back you spent your time with someone else so clearly you don't want her around!"

"I said I'm sorry! The only person I want around is you, BUT you -"

"Don't you dare blame me for this! You ran off and left me while I was pregnant!"

"To make money! To afford our baby!"

"and when you get back the first thing you do is shack up with her!"

"I'd have shacked up with you if you were here!"

"Ohh so it's purely whoever is close enough?"

"No! that's not what I-" I sighed, "Y/n... I love you. I am sorry for what I did. I regret it completely. I will never even think of doing something like this again. I want to be with you. I want to be with Ila. I will literally have sex with you every day to make you trust me. and I would becuase your fucking gorgeous! nothing on her. You know why I slept with her! really! the real answer! cause she's a redhead. and it went through my mind in the short seconds she flirted with me that if I turned her over and just looked at her from the back with her red hair for a brief moment I could think it's YOU! Happy! You are happy you made me admit I am a fucking degenerate! That I love my ex that fucking much that I could have slept with any woman from her to Ohio in the last week but no I slept with Beth.  the one Other redhead I know! Becuase I am that down bad about you! I brought her hear literally to make you jealous! to try and get over you and I can't! I did it! it doesn't work! I still love you, I still want you and I would rather DIE than not have you!" 

She grabbed my face and kissed me, I was shocked given how much of a rant I just went on, but I am not complaining I grabbed her body and savoured every single thing. Her skin, her lips, her smell, her taste. I never wanted to let her go, I grabbed her thighs and picked her up wrapping her legs around me as I carried her to bed our lips never even separating until I dropped her on the bed. I went to pull open my draw to grab surprisingly my second condom of the last twenty-four hours but she slapped my hand,

"Don't you dare?" She smirked, "You know that's not how I like you,"

"Alright... just how you love me," I smirked pulling her back into the kiss.

I smiled holding Y/n close and peppering her with all the kisses I could manage, 

"I wonder where Beth is?" She spoke up,

"...Hu..." I sighed, "I hadn't even thought about that... She'll be fine," I shrug, 

"Alright," She chuckled trying to go but I pulled her closer,

"No. My Y/n."

"I'm getting Ila,"

"Ohhh... yes! fetch the angel!" I cooed,

She climbed out and fetched little Ila climbing back into bed I wrapped my arms around the two of them, and... for the first time in months, I felt happy again. I felt complete. I felt like everything was right. The three of us snuggled together in my bed, the world could end in this moment and I would welcome it with a smile, as I have my world in my arms. 

"I love you both so much,"

"I love you too Benny,"

"Does this mean... it's happening?"

"What's happening?" she chuckled,

"We're getting back together?" 

"... I don't know Benny,"

"Y/n, please. you know I'll do anything to make you forgive me. I am a dick for everything I've done. But I want you girls in my life. I need you."

"How about this... a couple of months, visiting. while I think it over?"

"...Okay," I nodded, 

I sat with my book trying to keep my mind awake this late when the phone rang, I rolled my eyes assuming it was Beth. 

I had been... distant with her. We hadn't done anything since that night nothing had happened the rest of her days with me in New York and I had no intention of doing anything with her at all ever again all while I waited for Y/n... she wanted time so I gave her it, Ila had been visiting all month and I felt more in love every second I was with them. I wanted to bolt over and just take them in my arms but I gave her time. 

I went and grabbed the phone expecting her flirty tone but,

"Hello?"

"Hi, Watts."

"Y/n! Hi sweetie."

"Hi, is it a good time to talk?"

"Yeah of course what's up?"

"I uhh... I made a decision,"

"You did," I became nervous given her tone, "what is it?"

"Well... I have, now you need to-"

"Y/n. You know I love you. And I want you back as my girlfriend you know I -"

"Benny please listen,"

"Okay... sorry..."

"I went to the doctor today," 

"You did! is Ila okay!"

"Ila is fine it was for me."

"Oh... are you okay?"

"Yeah just a blood test and stuff but uhh they found something out,"

"What did they find out?"

"... Benny I'm pregnant."

"wha- what!"

"I'm pregnant."

"H-h-h-ho-ho-how- how is that-" I stuttered, "Oh my god we didn't use a condom..."

"Yeah,"

"Please don't take this the wrong-"

"yes, it's yours."

"Ohh thank god. sorry, I-"

"It's okay, natural for you to ask, So I'm pregnant again..." she sighed, "So  I know my answer"

"Which is?"

"I want to come home..."

"You do?" I got teary,

"Is that okay with you?"

"It's more than okay with me," I smiled, "Come home Y/n, and I promise I will be here for you, and Ila, and for our little one."

"Are you sure?"

"Y/n. I love you. I want you home. Our home. I want us to be together again."

"Okay, see you in an hour,"

"See you soon," I smiled blowing her a kiss and she blew me one too before I hung up the phone, but almost immediately I picked it back up and dialled the number it took a while but it soon answered,

"Hello?"

"Hey Beth,"

"ohh Hi, Benny,"

"So uhh... I need a word,"

"About what?"

"This... this isn't going to work, it's been fun, but you're so far away in Kentucky and I have Ila to think about it's just... it's not going to work you can find someone else to go to Moscow with you,"

"Ohh... yeah I understand, thanks for telling me I guess rather than just leaving me hanging,"

"Yeah I didn't want to be a dick about it, but your a really great girl I'm sure you'll find someone better than me,"

"Thanks, Benny,"

"you're welcome, Bye Beth."

"Bye, Benny,"

I hung up and I couldn't hold back my smile I went to the bedroom and dug through my drawer grabbing the little box I had bought when we first found out about Ila... but Y/n never gave me a chance to give it to her. I changed my shirt and did my hair and soon enough I heard the door so I rushed over with the box in my pocket and opened the door to see Y/n with Ila in her arms.

"Hi Benny,"

"Hi," I smiled giving her lips a soft kiss and she happily returned it, I kissed Ila and took her from Y/n taking her to her high chair while Y/n threw her bag on the bed and Ila's bag by the crib, "How are you for stuff?"

"Good for two weeks, we can start the move-in from there,"

"Perfect," I smiled, "Y/n..."

"Yes, Benny?"

"I uhh I have a little gift for you,"

"Ohh? Pizza? cause I am starving?"

"No" I laughed, "But we can get pizza," I smiled, "Y/n." I took her hand and gave it a soft kiss, "I love you beyond measure, when you left it broke me, all I wanted was you back in my arms, we have a beautiful little girl together and she's everything I ever wanted. I made mistakes I admit that and I am happy to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I've told Beth it's never happening again and it's over even if it never really began... and now... we get another little one. I have Ila. and soon we'll have another sweet baby. I have everything I need to be happy,"

"And now you have me too,"

"I do... but I need you to be one more thing, My wife."

"Benny you-"

"Please Y/n, will you marry me?" I asked offering her the little box she took it and opened it to see the sweet white diamond I got for her what felt like so long ago now, "I understand if you need time to-"

"Yes."

"wh- what?"

"yes! Yes, I'll marry you!"

"Ohh Y/n! I love you so much!" I hugged her as tight as I could,

"I love you too Benny!" she began to cry so I pulled back kissed her tears and slipped the ring on her finger, we both blushed hard and shared our first sweet kiss as an engaged couple only to be interrupted by Ila crying we chuckled and shared a small kiss before I picked Ila up in my arms and I held Ila, Y/n and my hand on Y/n's stomach and our slowly growing baby, 

"I have all that matters to me, in my arms right now. and I am never letting any of it go again." 

[i-heart-yellowstone]

14 - The Old Gang

Part 15

Raised Fair Share of Hell

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Beth and I walked inside the bar immediately going up to buy drinks and just talk.  Taking a long drink from my beer before I sat the bottle down before my sister in law sent me a very serious look across her face.  “We need to talk about the people coming after your and my family's land.  Like it or not we all have to fight these invaders together.” 

“I agree but we need to include my sister in our conversations.” Nodding my head I knew she would fight like hell as possible. 

The bar door opened where I heard someone walking up behind me and covering my eyes where I went to elbow the person until I recognized the cheeky laugh.  “Sure been a while since I’ve seen you around here, Bonnie.”

“Evan Hunter, I can’t believe you’re still wearing the same Guns and Roses tea shirt from freshman year of high school.” I snorted out a laugh knowing he loved the band. 

Evan lowered his head ruffling my hair.  “You know I still love the band even if they ain’t current.” 

“What no hug for your old buddy?” Jake, one of Kayce’s childhood friends, came up to me carrying a beer in his hand. 

Throwing my arms around him in a hug I laughed again at his chest, happy to see him again.  “Hey Jake, ohh.  It’s good to see you.” 

“Hey Jake, I got the pool table all set up - Alissa?” Jake and I both turned our heads where I saw Kayce grab his former navy buddies shoulder until he noticed me standing there. 

I snapped sharply back at my father’s daughter. “What are you doing here?” 

“I'm here to play pool and drink beer with my friends.  I didn’t think you’d be here.” Kayce shrugged his shoulders in response. 

Rolling my eyes I pushed my way past him grabbing one of the pool sticks.  Leaning downward on the green table I got ready to shoot my shot but the father of my child sat his beer bottle in front of the tip of my pool stick.  “Seriously Kayce!” 

“I wanna talk to you.” He responded. 

Straightening my back I hit the end of the pool stick on the floor.  “Oh really cause I thought you told me to get out of your house after we had our fight.” 

“You got all bent out of shape when I told you I saw you with Ryan, remember.” 

Giving him the middle finger I got up in his face where our noses touched one another.  “You had no right to spy on us.  What I do with my life is my business!” 

“I’m still a part of your life regardless of how you feel about me.  We have a daughter together too.” 

Ewan slapped his hand on each of our shoulders changing the conversation back to the game.  “Hey, how about we start that pool game huh?” And so that’s exactly what we did: it was me and Jake against Kacey and Ewan.  Kayce and I were tied up. 

“Okay Kayce, it’s just you and Lissa.  Clutch time, man.  It’s just the state playoffs.  We’re down by six.  Eight seconds to go.  We need a 52 yard bomb!” Jake raised his fist in the air causing everyone in the crowd to cheer with him.  He glanced over in my direction where I was finishing a shot in my hands.  “Do you remember that, Lissa?” 

Sitting my glass down on the bar table I shifted my gaze to my best friend.  “Sure do cause that’s the night Kayce got me pregnant.” 

“Why don’t you go public with that shit.” 

Slowly walking up to him I pushed hair away that had fallen in front of my face.  “Oh please it’s not like anybody at this bar didn’t already know that.  I mean we all know he knocked up another girl he barely knew a few months after that when he got drunk at a bonfire-“ 

“Don’t you think that I have regretted that mistake every day of my life!” Kayce cut me off sharply. 

“It doesn’t seem that you care, Dutton.  Otherwise you would have stopped seeing her.” I snapped back at him sharply. 

Kayce dropped his pool stick on the floor stomping up to get inside my face with our noses pressed against one another.  “Oh like you mean like I should just get over the fact that you slept with another guy behind my back.” 

“It’s called a hook up, Kayce!” 

He shouted back at me.  “That doesn’t change the fact that you said you didn’t love me anymore.” 

“Hey, why don’t you just back off of her.” Ryan came over to us gently shoving the father of my child away from me. 

Kayce glared at turning his hands into fists, before he pushed him nearly into the nearest bar table.  “Stay out of this, ranch hand.” 

Ryan got to his feet swinging a fist at him yet he dodged it.  The two boys went back and forth trying to throw a punch at the other.  Ryan got some in good hits but he did manage to drop Kayce on the ground once or twice but he didn’t back down from the fight. 

I ran putting myself in front of Ryan so he didn’t get another punch raising my voice in defense. “Don’t put your hands on him - Ugg!” Kayce raised his fist up accidentally knocking me straight in the nose where I collapsed down onto my back on the bar floor.   Holding my nose I noticed some blood before the bar owner grabbed him by his shoulder dragging him towards the door. 

Ryan helped me up from the floor, not seeing some police officers coming in our direction until I caught sight of one of them take out handcuffs.  “Can I help you, officers?” 

“You’re under arrest, Alissa Dutton.” I recognize Sheriff Haskell stepping around the two officers and holding the handcuffs. 

Knitting my brows together I asked.  “Wait what.  What have I done?” 

“You took a swing at the Livestock Commissioner's son.” 

Dropping my hands down at my sides I rolled my eyes in disbelief.  “Come on, Haskell.  It was in self defense and I didn’t even actually hit him.” 

“I’m still taking you in.  And remember I can still charge you and Kayce for blowing up the old water tower.” The sheriff grabbed my shoulder, spinning me around and slapping handcuffs on my twisted arms that were pinned around my back.   The police department was convinced to drop the charges after John had a long conversation with his friend.  

Ryan called out my name with Beth running outside watching me get shoved into the backseat of the police car.  “Alissa!” 

“Beth, call my sister.” 

She nodded with a stern look on her face.  “I’ll get the charges dropped don’t you worry.” The car door shut in my face and we drove to the department where I spent a night in a small cell. 

Rubbing my eyes I woke up the next morning after hearing somebody else groaning loudly waking me up.  Pushing myself to sit up some against the stone wall I blinked the sleep from my eyes recognizing a black Cowboy laying at my feet.  Trailing my eyes upward I growled in annoyance.  “Kayce John Dutton, what the hell are you doing in my cell?” 

“I have no idea.” Kayce groaned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

Not a moment later the cell block door opened where a guard stepped inside and I saw my sister coming in behind him.  Scrambling to my feet I gently grabbed the bars staring at her when she stood directly in front of me.  “Alana, pay my bail and get me out of here.” 

“I can’t do that, sis.” She responded. 

Knitting my brows I didn’t understand what she meant.  “Look tell daddy I’ll pay him back for this.  Just please get me out of here.” 

“That doesn’t matter.  You’re still not getting out, not until you two settle whatever is going on between you two.” She waved her finger at me and then over to Kayce who had gotten up from the stone floor. 

Kayce came to stand slightly behind me, holding his cowboy hat in his hand figuring out what I hadn’t.  “You locked us up in here.” 

“Let us out right now.” I growled in the guards direction. 

He shook his head no where. He and my sister simply left the cell hallway.  “I’ll let you out when she provides me the bail money.” My mouth fell opened and I remained standing there almost frozen over what my sister had just done to us.  

[harrywavycurly]

Hi Sarah do you watch Yellowstone? I remember seeing your posts about Kevin Costner👀 but anyway can you do some conversations with Eddie based on if the reader was like Beth? Her and I are so similar so I’m just interested I’d how it would go😂🙈

Hiiii babes!! So yes I 10000% do watch Yellowstone and Beth is…she’s is goals for how I wish I’d stand up for myself lol so I hope you like these💖

-For those who don’t watch the show or know who Beth Dutton is, she’s someone who will do ANYTHING for her family/people she loves and is in fact terrifying if you’re on her shit list so just think of someone who’s a bitch but like extra spicy✨

*Eddie loves you even when you get joy out of ruining other people’s lives*

“I’ll be right back.” “Baby you don’t have to do that…” “Eddie they can’t think they can talk to you like that and get away with it okay? So…I’ll be right back.” “Sweetheart all they said was I need a haircut…it’s fine.” “It’s not fine. Your hair is gorgeous and I like that it’s good for pulling on so yeah they are going to get a little piece of my mind.” “Just…don’t make anyone bleed okay?” “Eh I can’t make any promises honey…now just stay here and look pretty okay?”

“How was your day princess?” “Oh it was so good Eddie you should’ve seen this man’s face when I told him he was fired…it was priceless.” “That…does sound like a good day baby.” “Like really if I could’ve taken a picture of it I’d get it framed and send it to him as a Christmas gift.” “Who did you fire?” “That fucking asshole from marketing who kept telling me I was too abrasive and should soften up a bit.” “Ohh yeah…I remember him…what a prick.” “I know it just really chapped his ass that I was the one to fire him…felt amazing.” “I can tell it really made you happy.” “Come on let’s go celebrate…I want to get drunk.”

“Big day today sweetheart?” “Today is the day I make that asshole Derek regret ever stepping foot into my office.” “Sounds…fun.” “Oh it’s going to be so fun. What’s on your agenda for today honey?” “Uh just working at the shop…Nancy’s car is the first one I have to work on today.” “You’ll let me know if Wheeler puts the moves on you okay? Tell her I’m the only one that gets a discount for sleeping with the best mechanic at that shop.” “Will do baby.” “I think she knows better but you never know…you’re quite an eye full in your work uniform covered in grease…with your hair up so I wouldn’t blame her for wanting a piece of you.” “The grease and hair in a bun really do it for you huh?” “If I didn’t have a full schedule today I’d drop by and give you a little afternoon delight but…sadly it’ll just have to wait.” “Lucky for you..I make house calls for my favorite customers.” “That so? Well then I’ll see you later Mr. Mechanic…I have to go…love you!” “Love you too have fun torturing Derek.”

“I love you okay? But that was fucking rude so I’m going to go sleep in the guest room.” “Baby come on I’m sorry…Don’t go.” “I have to go Eddie or I’ll probably kick your ass or say some mean shit and I don’t want to do either of those things.” “I’ll gladly let you kick my ass sweetheart…just stay please.” “You really think I have a temper?” “Uh…” “what the fuck is uh? That’s not an answer asshole.” “Uhm..well yeah baby you have a bit of a temper but usually it’s not aimed towards me so it’s…fine.” “I can’t help it I’m a passionate person Eddie.” “I know you are baby and I love that about you…I can handle you when you’re in a fighting mood so it’s okay…I promise I didn’t mean it badly.” “You..can handle me?…you really think so?” “Yeah…I can handle you sweetheart.” “We’ll see about that.”

[viledreamer420]

Matt asked if i would stay the night and i told him I'd my moon said i could i would. The rest of the day we ran around being boys we was going inside seeing what nicole was up to now than normal.

We rode our bikes across the little country town to my house so i could ask if i could stay. My mom said it was ok because it was Friday so no school. I gave her a hug and we both rode as fast as we could back to matts.

Nicole was still there and informed us mr. Johnson would be late from work, and dinner was almost done so we needed to entertain matts sister.

We went upstairs and into Beth's room i was first in the door and was a bit turned on as Beth was currently completely naked as she was removing a one piece bathing suit to try on another.

I was feeling lucky soaking in Beth's tanned body seemingly void of any lines! She was a petite girl she had just begun growing and as such her tits were flat though her nipples were puffy, her body was so sexy though her tummy flat and toned her legs skinny and thus created a thigh gap i could clearly view her smooth pussy through.

I was only a second before she yelled and quickly covered herself but I'll never forget how she looked, Matt came in while my jaw was dropped as i stared away at Beth he laughed at her telling her to pick one out already!

Beth looked at me as she asked "which one do you like best?" In a girly tone. I looked at her swimsuits on her bed occasionally scanning there one she held as she covered herself. I spotted a purple and black once piece i remembered her once wearing like 2 years ago "this one i really think you would look perfect in it" i smiled handing it to her.

She smiled at me before dropping the suit in her hands and slowly stepping into the purple one. I felt myself start to twitch as she pulled the swimsuit on i was 3 sizes to small for her but she managed to pull it on.

I smiled as i looked her up and down! Her suit clung to her pussy and dove into her little ass. Her hard nips poked her suit up making then look so perky and nice.

"I'm going to the river to cool off" Beth told us as she grabbed a towel and asked us to come too. Beth lead the way to Nichole in the kitchen Beth talked for a minute before she said "let's go to the river then"

I fell a few steps back just to admire Beth's tiny ass walking inches from reach. Before long Matt had marched ahead barely to be seen now that dark was closer. Beth however slowed down allowing me to catch up beside her.

She would brush her hand along mine or skim my leg as we walked allways excusing herself when she did. I started timing her arm and before she hit my hand i held onto hers Ann's wer walked holding hands until we got to where the woods were

We still had to walk on the trails through the woods fore about half a mile before even seeing the river. The forest was real dark as we made our way through the winding pathways that intertwined like a maze in the dark woods.

I felt her hand tighten as night time animals scurried around slightly scaring Beth! She almost pulled me over as an owl swooped past her and she jumped into my arms. I grabbed her and scooped her petite body up holding her tight to me.

I laughed a little from her reaction and said something about safety in my arms squeezing her again. I walked a fair distance holding her like a baby in my arms.

She was light to hold and my hand was perfectly cupped onto her ass cheek and i felt when she wiggled her ass into my palm. I got to a small clearing in there woods that had a fire pit and an old tent us kids would use when we stayed out for a night or two.

I set Beth on her feet in front of me. "River is getting closer give me a second to catch my breath" i said acting winded. I remembered there was a blanket in the old tent and I went over top grab it i was happy someone left a sleeping bag as well.

I laid out the sleeping bag and blanket making a soft area to sit or lay back, I once finished laid back looking up at the stars and flashing back through the day as i did i felt my cock twitch as i got hard.

Beth continued asking her seemingly innocent questions occasionally asking about her bathing suit or something in regards to seeing her naked in her room.

Then she got bolder! Asking about Nicole and if I'd seen her naked, what were we doing in her dad's room? Why Nicole was moaning then yelling? I was straight up about all of it then i asked my own questions.

I asked her about boys she saw, I asked her if she liked me seeing her naked body, I told her I had seen Nichole nude as well. Beth looked into my eyes and asked who i liked seeing best. I admitted that i wasn't sure as i had a much closer and longer look at Nicole's body than hers.

I honestly spilled everything about what went on in her dad's room. I felt Beth's hands slide over my body rubbing my cock through my shorts. She gasped as my cock swelled in her hands. "Can I well ummm you know see what it looks like? " she asked as her fingers danced all over it.

I shook my head yes in excitement as I puked my shorts off one leg at a time. I pulled my briefs down slowly exposing my 7 inch cock to my friends little sister! Her face was showing how excited she was to see my cock up close.

She instinctively grabbed it tight in her small hand looking at me for input I placed my hand over hers slowly beginning to stroke myself with her hand. I let go of her hand moaning as she continued without guidance.

"Kiss me please Beth, I want to feel you're lips on mine" I pleaded licking my lips, Beth smiled leaning in to kiss my lips never stopping her stroking hand. Her lips touched mine making me moan again.

Her lips were so soft and her lip gloss tasted like strawberries, i felt her lips open slightly, i slipped my tongue through her open lips into her mouth and felt more aroused as her tongue rubbed in synch with mine.

My hand rubbed her back gently tracing along the to small swimsuit gliding down her sides then up on to her small ass squeezing them before giving her a backside a slap.

"Ohh yes what else can I do?" Beth cooed in between kisses. "You should kiss my cock Beth! That's what your wanting isn't it?" I whispered into her ear. I stripped the swimsuit off of her tiny body kissing her all over stopping at her mouth i licked her lips and guided her head down until i felt her breath surround my dick.

Again instinct took over as she licked around my cock like a melting popsicle! I spun her body until her pussy was before my eyes as she worked my cock into her mouth, I inhaled deep smelling the aroma she made before my tongue lapped away at her perfect tasty pussy.

I heard her start moaning how good i was making her feel, that she didn't want me to stop. Then i felt her swallow my cock as her hips buckled down on my face, she was cumming hard abs she tasted Devine.

I told her to stop sucking me off. She looked confused and hesitated as she wanted me to cum for her. I had another idea, I laid her back in the makeshift bed I got between her legs holding her open i dropped my cock onto her puffy mound coating it with her juices as i rocked my hips making my cock slide between her lips.

Once i felt her legs spread further I pushed the head of my cock inside her pumping her tight hole deeper inch by inch. "Oww it hurts but feels so good!" Beth moaned out loud.

I went harder deeper faster, Beth was bucking her hips telling me to fuck her like Nicole, telling me how she watched through the crack in the door as i hammered the babysitter, and now she needed it too.

I grabbed her tiny ankles holding them high and apart as I fucked Beth's petite body like I did Nicole's earlier. Beth was better tighter tastier smoother and Beth would cum lots more.

We laid there and we fucked once more before we finally went to the river. Matt hadn't even noticed we were missing as he was catching up with two girls abs a boy we'd all gone to school with.

We jumped in cooling off Beth would swim between my legs to touch me or she would be resting beside me holding my hand inside her tight suit as I fingered her to orgasm.

Before long we headed back to Matt's to stay in for the night. His dad's truck was parked in the driveway as we got there.

Next: night at Matts house

[outlawsworld]

Trusting strangers - Chapter One

Arthur Morgan x Female reader

Summary: Reader is new to camp. Can she trust these outlaws and can they trust her?

Author notes: this is my first time ever writing anything so please no hate. Any helpful criticism is appreciated. Hopefully to be more chapters if people like it.

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You woke up to the morning birds singing in the trees and the sun rising over the mountains. The smell of smoke from the burnt out fire was overpowering. The cold air surrounded you as you crept out of your blanket and quietly approached the fire in the middle of camp doing your best to restart it. 

The rest of the camp were still sleeping as you sat on a log in front of the new embers to try and warm up. You had only been in the camp a couple of days as a prisoner more than a gang member. One of the men... a big strong man with a full beard and rocks for brains brought you in after he found you in the woods alone. Bill you recall him being called. The group assumed you must have been a spy of some kind and you were too weak to correct them. 

Before last night, they had tied you to a wagon to make sure you couldn't run away. They fed you and swapped your clothes from the dirt ridden ripped ones they found you in. You were scared...helpless. Although no one was particularly cruel to you, no one was too kind either. They didn't trust you. Mostly because you stayed very quiet as to not draw too much attention to yourself but also because they had no idea where you had come from. 

''She must be a pinkerton!'' A man said. He had black hair and dressed very smartly.

''Well..She won't tell us nothin'. She must av' been half dead when I found her wondering in the wood'' Bill had replied in a rough tone.

''Give her something to eat and she will soon be able to talk'' an older man interjected. ''Can't you see she is near starving, I doubt she is a spy. Just look at her''

''Just to be sure, tie her to the wagon over there. Don't want her taking off and giving away our whereabouts. Give her some food and then we will find out where the hell she's come from'' The man with black hair bellowed. You could see the whole camp staring in your direction as Bill lazily threw you over his shoulder and headed towards the wagon to tie you up.

 You studied each and every gang member to try and work out the hierarchy and who were the kinder of the bunch. 

Mary-Beth and Tilly would often come and sit near you and ask you questions but you could never fathom the words to reply. Each time they tried one of the men or a woman called 'Mrs Grimshaw' would shew them away. The men never spoke to you....they would walk by and ignore your existence. However, one man who you haven't caught the name of yet would look over to you every so often with soft eyes. A look someone would give an injured puppy. But these looks only lasted seconds before his stern face would come and jump him back to reality. 

You would sometimes watch him around the camp as he did his chores and talked to the others. He seemed to be respected in the camp and many of these people relied on him. You guessed that's why he would sometimes disappear for hours on end. He was tall and broad, you could tell he worked hard as he had huge muscled features and bags under his eyes showing he hadn't had a good night sleep in weeks. The rim of his hat always seemed to cover his eyes but the few moments you caught them they were a bright blue and green.  You hoped that whenever he would look at you that he would come over and let you free but he never did. In fact he never went near your wagon, almost like he was avoiding you completely. He was quite a handsom man, although very tired and rough. Whenever he spoke to another member of the group it was either comforting them or antagonising them. You couldn't work him out.

The cold night started to draw in and you could hear voices around the campfire. You tried to listen in to the talking but everyone was just out of earshot. After being tied to the wagon for two days the strength was starting to come back to your body. You were able to hold yourself up and sit properly rather than slumped over. The pain in your legs and back stung whenever you moved after being in such an uncomfortable position for so long. 

''I think she must be ready to talk, don't you?'' You were able to recognise the black haired man's voice as Dutch from conversations around the camp. You heard rustling and next thing you know four men are approaching you. Their figures could only just be seen against the ever darkening sky until they came into view.   

''Now'' Dutch closed in on you ''Why don't you tell me where you have come from? We have fed you and shown you kind hospitality, the least you could do in return is talk'' He looked at you intensely waiting for an answer. You were just about to speak when you were interrupted.

 ''You some sort of spy? O'Driscoll maybe? Can you even speak or you a mute?'' Bill spat at you.

''I ain't no mute'' You spat back, although your voice was slightly hoarse. 

''Ohh she speaks'' He laughed back at you. He raised his hand to you. ''Well maybe you should learn some manners'' His hand started to come down, you closed your eyes and braced for the impact but before it can make a connection to your cheek it was intercepted. The man you had been watching with the soft eyes had grabbed his wrist and shoved it away from you.

''The hell do you think you are doin'?'' His voice was angry and baritone. 

''I was gonna teach her not to speak back to the man who saved her life'' Bill confronted the man. However, the man didn't back down, his frame became bigger and his brows furrowed. He clenched his fists and Bill backed off throwing his hands in the air in surrender.

''You ain't no man if you think you can hit a lady like that'' he threw back before turning to Dutch. ''Please continue'' He gestured in a sarcastic tone.

You couldn't help but feel thankful for this man. However you couldn't help think if Bill, the mountain of a man who is as mean as they come, backed down then was this man worse? Meaner and tougher? You wouldn't like to find out.

''Why thank you Arthur'' 

Arthur. That was his name. Finally you could put a name to the face. His face softens as both Dutch and him turn to you. 

''Miss?'' Dutch asked you to carry on.

''I ain't a spy'' You choke up the words ''I don't even know what a O'Driscoll is! I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time'' you let out a big sigh and hung your head low as if admitting defeat. 

''Why were you out here?'' The fourth man smiles lightly and crouches into your view. His eyes were soft as if to try and assure you that you were safe. You remembered him being called Charles. A big, strong man that you had always seen being kind to not only the people but the animals too.

''I was dragged from my home and left out here'' It wasn't far from the truth but you were not ready to tell them everything just yet. If they didn't trust you then why would you trust them. After all you have been tied to a wagon for two days. They all stood around you whilst looking at each other. Contemplating what to do with you. 

''Dutch'' Arthur looks questioningly at the man. ''May I have a word?'' Both the men walk to a quiet spot to talk in private. You watch them as they leave trying to read into what they were saying about you. 

''What is your name?'' Charles speaks softly. Bill scoffs at Charles speaking to you like it was a crime against nature.

'' (Y/N) '' You whisper softly. Not daring to look him in the eyes. 

''Nice to meet you (Y/N), I'm Charles. I'm sorry you have had to go through this. We are not the most trusting bunch but I assure you it is for good reason'' 

You smile weakly allowing yourself to look at him. 

''Okay! Charles let her go'' Dutch makes his way back to you, Charles and Bill with Arthur following behind.

''We do not do this often but we want to help you Miss''

''(Y/N)'' Charles informs Dutch before he carries on.

''(Y/N), you can stay here for as long as you need as long as you can earn your keep'' He looks you in the eye and you find you can't escape his stare. ''Mrs Grimshaw will give you some chores to do around camp in the morning unless you would rather decline the kind offer''

You shake your head at the four men staring at you. You lowered your head once again to look at your wrists.

''Great!'' Duch continues ''Bill let her go. Charles find her somewhere more comfortable to sleep. I guess I will see you in the morning (Y/N)''. 

Dutch turns on his heels and takes Arthur with him. As they leave Arthur looks over his shoulder to you and nods his head. You can't tell if your freedom was his idea or if this was a test to see if you would run and betray them. Either way you decided not to test the theory. Bill cut the ropes around your wrists and you rub where they had cut into your skin. Charles held his hand out to help you off the wagon and took you across the camp. He gets a bedroll from inside a tent and places it neatly on the floor.

''I know it's not a lot but I will find you something more permanent tomorrow'' He crouches beside you as you steady yourself down onto it. ''Get some rest. Tomorrow is a new day and you will find your place in the group before you know it'' He smiled once more at you before getting up to leave. 

You laid on the bedroll, you were so tired and you knew you needed a proper rest. Things suddenly came rushing to your mind. What chores will I have to do? What if I don't fit in? Can you trust anyone? And is Arthur as bad as you think? Sleep came over you quickly as the bright stars filled the night sky.

"Miss (Y/N)" the voice brought you back to reality as you were sat in front of the fire on the cold morning. "Dutch tells me you are staying with us so I have a couple of things you can do" the older woman steps in front of you as she speaks. Mrs Grimshaw is very assertive to all the gang members but especially the women. As you were watching the last couple of days you saw that she was always making sure everyone was busy and if they weren't she would be on their case faster then a fly on horse shit.

You look up at the woman slowly. "Of course Mrs Grimshaw, what do you need me to do?" You grimise as you try to sound helpful while dreading what she had in store for you.

The next couple of days past quickly and you managed to gain most of your strength back. The chores weren't so bad and it helped you to get to know everyone in camp. You helped the girls with cleaning and washing of clothes. Javier, a Hispanic man with an amazing acent thaught you how to make bait for him to go fishing with. He was very sweet but you could sense that he was a flirt with all the girls so you managed to not look into his comments too much.

Charles managed to make you your own tent to sleep in and you helped him to look after the horses in return. This was one of your favourite things to do because you have always loved these majestic creatures. Plus no one bothered you when you were with the horses.

Hosea offered to take you into the little town of valentine with Karen to shop for your own clothes. He was a kind man who always seemed to make sure that you were okay and settling well. If it wasn't for him the gang might not have fed and helped you as you recognised him from your first encounter there. You accepted, it was the first time you had left the camp in over two weeks now. Riding out in the back of the waggon you took in your surroundings. The way the trees broke into heartlands and the dirt tracts filled with civilization the closer you got into town. The bright blue sky with the sun baring down to touch your skin. Breathing a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed for the first time. Valentine was a small busy town that smelt of livestock. Karen turned her nose up at this as they pulled the wagon up to the hitching post.

"Here we are ladies" Hosea announced as he hitched up and helped you both down from the wagon. "I will collect some things from the post office and meet you back here" he tipped his hat to you both with a smile before leaving.

Karen was so excited to go shopping, she explained that she has only gotten out of camp for the first time yesterday.

"Two days out of that dump in a row" she smiled "must be my lucky week" she looped her arm through yours and you both made your way to the general store.

Before you reached the store there was the sound of smashed glass as aough man was thrown from the saloon window and onto the muddy street. Th biggest man you have ever seen followed behind him dragging him to his feet and punching him in the jaw.

"Is that Arthur?" Karen ran over to join the crowd and watch the commotion. You followed behind her watching the two men throwing punches at each other. It was Arthur. The man he was fighting was twice the size of him but Arthur wasn't backing down. Javier was sat on the stairs Infront of the saloon watching among the crowd shouting at Arthur to give it everything. At first the big man had Arthur beat pinning him to the ground but somehow he got loose and beat the man to the floor. Arthur was now ontop of the man, throwing punch after lunch into his skull. His face was full of rage and no amount of punching was going to shake it. A smaller man pleaded and managed to break them up, saving the man's life from Arthur. Covered in mud Arthur rose off him and wiped the blood from under his nose before walking away.

"That's our boy" Karen exclaimed. "Come on (Y/N), let's get you come clothes" she headed back for the store.

"Are we not gonna see if he's okay?" You questioned as you gestured to Arthur.

"God no! That man gets himself into situations like these all the time, he'll be fine! Plus he ain't one for pitty" she shrugged you off. You couldn't help but be impressed, the man Arthur was fighting was clearly biger and stronger then all the men you had ever seen. But somehow he still managed to overpower him. You glanced over to see Arthur with a few of the other men from camp before walking into the store.

Browsing the catalogue it didn't take you long to find what you wanted. Two laced shirts (white and blue), dark blue pants, some undergarments and boots to finish.

"Are you sure you don't want a skirt?" Karen pleaded. "You would look so elegant in this one" she pointed out a blue long skirt.

"No thanks" you giggled at her slightly seeing her face frown.

"Alright then. Suit yourself" Karen giggled back. "At least I know you ain't trying to impress anyone" she paused to think for a second. "Have you seen anyone in camp you like the look of?" She finally asked with a raised eyebrow.

You were shocked at what she had just asked. The camp had only been your home for a couple of weeks and you still haven't spoken to everyone properly. Your eyes widen in your response.

"What? No, I'm still getting to know everyone and besides I ain't looking for any man"

Karen searched your face to see if you were telling the truth. "No one?" She sounded shocked "Charles? You both seem to get on well"

"No, Charles is a nice man but we are just friends" you said defensively.

"What about Javier?" She insisted.

You shot her an unforgiving look and shook your head.

"John? Bill? Lenny? Micha? Please say it's not Micha" she giggled.

"No, definitely not, no and I would rather be shot" you giggled back "can't you just believe I ain't sweet on anyone". You paid for your clothes and thanked the store clerk kindly before making your way back to the wagon.

"What about Arthur?" Her words made you pause for a moment. Arthur. You hadn't seen him much around camp since the night you were released from being tied to the wagon. He would come to rest for a couple of hours always bringing either money or what he had hunted that day and leave again. You never spoke to him though, you felt very intimidated by his presence especially after seeing him fighting in the street. He carried himself with such authority like he was there to protect and provide and nothing more. When he was around he mostly kept himself to himself and sometimes would get involved with some conversation but because he was rarely there you didn't know if he was someone you could trust or someone to keep at arms length like Bill and Micha. Yet something was very intreging about him, but you didn't want to explore your curiousity as you may find that he was worse then the rest of them.

"No" you shook your head in response.

"Alright then. Well, I want to be the first to know if you change your mind" Karen winked at you.

Hosea was waiting for you both with new supplies in the back of the wagon. He helped you both into the back and before you knew it you were on your way back to camp. The journey back was quick as Karen told Hosea about your day out together. She seemed extatic that she was the one out of all the girls that was able to go into town again and for a full day too. You almost felt sorry for her that she was not able to come and go from camp as she pleases. However, you could relate to how happy she was to be out of camp. It was only a short trip out but it was the best day you have had in a very long time.

When you arrived back in camp you were greeted by an Irish man you had never seen before.

"Sean!" Karen screamed and jumped into the man's arms. He caught her and spun her around before placing her on the floor.

"Hello there, did you miss me?" He laughed at her. Before placing a kiss on her cheek. You could see the way she blushed when he did this, indicating to you that she was sweet on him. "And who is this stranger?" He turned to you.

"(Y/N), nice to meet you" you jumped off the cart and went to shake his hand. He pulled the back of your hand to his lips and kissed it sweetly.

"I'm Sean and the pleasure is all mine" he cheekily smiled at you.

It was already dark when you arrived in camp. You had been out from the early hours of the morning and didn't get back to camp until late. Everyone seemed in such high spirits as you all sat around the campfire listening to Sean tell the story of how he was imprisoned. Drinks were flowing and laughs were shared. You were sat between Abigail and Charles as everyone was sharing stories and laughing.

"And there is my saviour" Sean stood up to announce, gesturing to the other side of camp. Arthur rode in and hitched his horse up, gave the stallion a good pat before heading towards the group.

"I would have happily left you there like I told you" Arthur scoffed to Sean as he sat next to the fire opposite you. You couldn't help but wonder if he was joking or not but Sean giggled and slapped Arthur on the shoulder.

"Nah you love me really Englishman" he laughed and handed Arthur a bottle of whiskey. He took the bottle and raised it to him before taking a mouthful and passing it back. This was the first time you had properly seen Arthur interact with anyone so you observed him descretly. Abigail was talking to you about Hosea teaching her how to read. You couldn't help but not focus on what she was telling you but on what Arthur was doing. He was speaking to Uncle about how lazy the man is when suddenly he looked up and your eyes met. You panic looking away but it just made it more obvious that you were clearly stareing at him. From then on you avoided looking in his direction but still listened to the convocations around the campfire. Arthur stayed quiet most of the night only getting involved with convocations that were aimed at him which he would soon brush off. You tried your best to get involved with everyone and enjoy yourself. Finding yourself sat with most of the girls talking about past loves that you happily listened too.

The party went on into the early hours with everyone singing and dancing. Dancing had never been one of your strong points so when people had started to get up and dance you got up to go 'check the horses'.

This was your chance to slip away to your tent and get some sleep. You hadn't drunk a lot because you knew Mrs Grimshaw would be on your case to clean after the party in the morning. The last thing you wanted was to have a huge hangover whilst doing chores. Your eyes became very heavy and even the singing from the dying party couldn't keep you awake.

It became the normal for you to wake before the rest of the camp. You stretched your arms above your head, tied your hair into a braid and put on your new clothes before heading out of your tent towards the campfire. The morning was dry and a crisp chill ran through the air as you strode across the camp. Everyone was still asleep in there beds as you assumed they would be and all you could think of was your morning coffee. Before you reached the fire you saw a figure sat on a log facing you with coffee in hand and the steam rising to their face. You squinted your eyes to see if you could recognise who the figure was as you edged closer. Suddenly your heart stopped as you saw the man's clothes. It was Arthur. He hadn't seen you yet as his eyes were covered by the rim of his hat as he sat quietly. Your mind suddenly told you to turn around and go back to your tent before he catches sight of you. As you were just about to turn Arthur lifted his head to catch full sight of you. Damn it, you couldn't walk away now. Slowly you made your way over to the campfire and sat on the log opposite Arthur, much like the night before.

"Mornin'" Arthur lent forward and offered you a cup of coffee. He had a big black eye from the fight the night before and a split lip.

"Mornin'. Thank you" you took the coffee from him and settled onto the log. Your heart was beating hard. In the whole time you had been in the camp you had not spoken to Arthur Morgan. You tried to think of something to say to break the silence but your mind had gone blank.

"You settlin' well?" He looked up to catch your eye.

"Yes, thank you" you replied before taking a sip of your coffee and averting your gaze. A small smirk appeared on his lips. "What you laughing at?" You said defensively.

"Nothin'" he smirked again "Do you ride? Horses I mean"

"Yes but why?" You were confused by his question.

"Jonny boy was supposed to come out huntin' with me this morning but he ain't waking anytime soon after last night" Arthur laughed under his breath. "So I need someone to ride out with me" he looked you in the eye. "My horse can't carry two deer and you seem to be the only one awake. So you comin'?" Arthur stood up from the log and finished his cup of coffee before turning to you.

"I guess. Not sure Mrs Grimshaw will be too impressed me runnin' off" Arthur's gaze sharpened on you as if he knew you were just making excuses.

"I'm sure she will be just fine, if anything I'll get in trouble for stealing you away".

And with that he strode off towards the horses. You quickly finished your coffee and followed behind him until you were at his side. Now stood next to him you realised how tall and broad this man was. You felt very small compared to him knowing that you wouldn't stand a chance trying to escape him. The overwhelming thought of going out alone with the only man in camp that you couldn't read was filling your head. You were always a really good judge of character and you were able to know all the gang members before even talking to them. However, Arthur you were just clueless. At this point you just accepted that you may never know but now you are here going out of camp for the day with him.

"Take John's horse for now. Not like he'll be missin' her today" Arthur walked over to the mare and unhitched her before turning to help you mount. However, before he knew it you had placed your foot in the stirrup and mounted by yourself. A slightly impressed smirk blushed across his face before mounting his own stallion.

You followed close behind Arthur at a steady trot out of camp. The feeling of riding overwhelmed you with happiness. It had been so long since you rode last and it was one of your favourite things to do. A huge smile was plastered across your face as you patted the mare. You came out of the trees onto a dirt track and the urge to gallop came over you. Arthur could see the look in your eye and before you knew it you were both in flat out gallop. Johns mare was fast but was not as fast as Arthur's stallion. He was slightly Infront of you looking back to make sure you weren't dropping too far behind with a smug look on his face. You were not one for races although, the thought of you beating him to the small lake you were headed too sounded more than amusing. Without a word you spurred the mare to go faster, leaning forward and taking the weight into your feet as to not sit on her back. Arthur did the same but he was too late. You had already galloped past him and we're still gaining distance between you. Once you had reached the point of destination you slowed the mare down to a canter, then trot before walking. Soon Arthur caught up to you and your face was beeming because you had won.

"Good girl" you reached down to pat the mare.

"Damn girl" you looked up expecting to see an enraged Arthur but his face was bright red and smiling. "You can ride. That mare has never traveled so fast" he took a deep breath as the race had clearly tired him out.

"Told you I could" you laughed "she can be fast huh?"

"Not with Marston riding she ain't" he leaned down and patted his horse "even Siego couldn't keep up" he looked up at you still smiling. This was the first time you saw Arthur properly smile. Maybe he wasn't as bad as you originally thought but only time will tell.

You both rode side by side until you came to a small wooded area.

"Hitch up. We will go on foot from here" Arthur dismounted and you followed suit. He reached for a bow and arrows off his saddle and you realised you had nothing with you. No shotgun or bow. How were you supposed to hunt anything?

"Arthur, I ain't got anything to hunt with" you blushed embarrassed that you had come this far with no thought of what you would hunt with.

Arthur turned to you confused. "I only needed you here so I have an extra horse to carry the hunt back. Don't need you to actually do the huntin'" he shook his head as he started to walk into the woods the smile suddenly gone from his face. "Follow close to me and keep quiet".

You couldn't help but be frustrated with his comment. Did he not think you were capable of hunting because you are a woman? You didn't question him as you were still unsure of him and didn't want to annoy him. But your face was frowned and you both avoided any eye contact as Arthur carefully started tracking a herd.

It didn't take long before you came to a herd of dear. You crouched behind some trees and Arthur shot two down in no time. He had managed to kill the big buck and a doe which would feed the camp for the next couple of days. Although you were strong you were not able to lift the doe all the way back to the horses so Arthur sent you back to get them.

As you were on your way back to Arthur with the horses you suddenly heard gunshots coming from his direction. There was no time to think before you grabbed Arthur's rifle from his saddle and ran through the trees towards him. You suddenly felt your heartbeat climb and you temperature rise as you questioned what you are running into. Did any of those gunshots hit Arthur or is he hunting something else? Could he be dead. You got past the trees and you managed to catch a glimpse of Arthur.

He was crouched behind a tree with his shotgun at the ready. There was on coming fire from ahead and you could see five men shooting at Arthur. You had the advantage because they thought he was the only target so they weren't aiming for you. Eyeing up each of the men who were shooting at Arthur, you aimed 3 shots each meeting there target in a fateful blow. Arthur managed to gun a fourth man down as you turned your aim onto the fifth. You were both now shooting at the one target who was well covered behind a tree. Without communication, Arthur carried on shooting drawing the mans attention and you snuck round to his left side. You now had a clear shot and took it. The man dropped to the floor with a thud. Before making your way back to Arthur you looted the men for all they had. As you were doing this you noticed three other men that Arthur had shot before you had gotten to him. You made over $300 and two packs of cigarettes. By the time you reached Arthur he was busy tieing the doe to the back of his horse before lifting the buck like it didn't weigh a thing.

"Who the hell was that?" You approached Arthur. He didn't respond at first and you assumed this was because he didn't know and was too busy stowing the buck. You split the money and passed half to Arthur along with his rifle. He remained quiet as he finished hitching everything onto the horses before swinging round to face you.

"Who the hell are you?" He glared at you. "You ride like you have been in a chase, you are a bloody good shot too. Damn girl, where have you come from?" He had a serious tone and didn't break eye contact with you as he closed the distance between you until he was right Infront of you looking down into your eyes. You began to feel your heart beat increase as this strong man towered over you, like you were a helpless bug waiting to be squished. He didn't break eye contact with you once and his hand was hovering over his pistle holstered in his gun belt.

As much as you wanted to keep the truth to yourself for just a little longer, at least until you could trust the gang, you couldn't avoid Arthur. Especially after what has just happened. You were defenceless against him, you had no gun and he was double your size. Running wasn't an option considering how fast he was with a gun and you wouldn't stand a chance trying to disarm him.

"It's a long story" you look up into his eyes. His face was stern and he was not willing to back down.

"We got time".

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Chapter 2

[lihikainanea]

Bill waking up early for a press event, tiger still in bed. Half asleep, she watches him, every little thing he does a turn-on: slicking his hair back, buttoning his sleeves and adjusting his collar, pulling his socks up. At some point he threads his belt through the loops and gets distracted by something else, buckle jingling as he walks around. Tiger groans - "Bill, the belt" - and he realizes a) she's awake and b) he's not going to be leaving anytime soon. ❤beth

Goddddddd yes. The poor bean is probably jet lagged or something, and he has to be up at the ass crack of dawn for interviews and press and tiger is just like dead to the world. She clings to him as he leaves the bed and it kills him, but he slides out and kneels on the side, just giving her some gentle head scritchies until she’s back out again. It doesn’t take long.

He busies himself with getting ready--everything is already all steamed and pressed from his stylist, with matching accessories in little baggies. A huge watch, some really great cufflinks, and a killer belt. Ohh, the belt. Leather with an understated clasp. He pulls his shirt on then his slacks, leaving the button and zipper undone while he gels up his hair. But tiger has a very pavlovian response to the sound of a belt buckle, and he’s walking around quietly but she can still hear it. She’s been watching him for a few minutes--watches those beautiful hands clasp a thick watch onto his wrist, watching those long legs of his in beautifully fitted, pleated pants. Watching the way his shirt is clinging to his broadening back--and the belt. Oh god, the belt.

So when he comes back into the room sipping from his coffee cup--it’s way too early to put a cup out for tiger--she’s watching him. And she watches him place the mug on the dresser close to her, then finally he does up the button and the zipper on his pants, and reaches to do up the belt. Until he hears her moan softly, and when his eyes flit to hers--she’s watching him. Her head is half in the pillow and the blankets are basically puled up to her ears, but hers eyes are on his waist and her cheeks are already turning a little pink.

‘You’re up,” he says softly, “Did I wake you?”

She shakes her head, and reaches hand out from underneath the covers, grabbing the buckle and pulling him forward.

“I have to leave, kid,” he murmurs, but she still has him by the buckle and she’s sitting up slowly, moving to the side of the bed. Her hands fumble with the clasp clumsily.

“Then I’ll be quick about it,” she says sleepily.

“We don’t have time,” he says, but then her lips are on his lower belly and he’s weaving a hand through her hair. He can say whatever he wants, they both know this is happening.

“Okay,” she says, but she gets his belt undone and then his button, the zipper. She tugs the pants down his legs halfway, nuzzling her nose into the front of his boxers.

“Maybe just a few minutes,” he sighs in pleasure as he feels her warm breath on him. She kisses him through the material, licking at the waistband before dragging it down with her teeth.

“You should know better than to walk around here with your belt all jingling like that,” she mutters, and he was just about to smirk when her warm lips wrapped around him and she moaned, making him forget his own damn name.

[ubernoxa]

THE DARE

A Guns N’ Roses FanFic

Chapter 15: Delilah is Dead

Chapter Summary: What happens when two worlds collide

(Master list)

“No John, please don’t eat the sand,” Beth yelled for what felt like the millionth time. As a reward for good behavior Beth, Mark, and Mike brought all of the children she watched to the beach. It was actually pretty relaxing, beside the fact little John liked eating sand. It was exactly the break she needed. An escape from the questions and stares she would get back home from everyone.

“What do you mean you don’t know where she went?”

“Wow and I thought you were friends?”

“Shouldn’t you know where she went?”

“Did you do something to her?”

“She probably ran off to meet that brother of hers”

“Such a whore,”

“I knew there was something off about that girl”

To say she was interrogated when word spread that Delilah had ran off was an understatement.

“Did she run away because you had a fight?”

“Was it because of her brother?”

Beth almost screamed when her mother ranted to her about Delilah.

“She was about to be married. What would be more important than her own wedding?” Her mom said earlier that morning.

She wanted to reply, I don’t know maybe she ran away because of the marriage she didn’t want, but She remained silent. Everyone had already accused Beth of helping Delilah escape, but she didn’t need to make comments that would leave her mom to believe what the others said.

Why didn’t Delilah take her with her?

Beth was pulled from her thoughts as she saw a beat up truck park in the upper parking lot not too far out of sight. She sigh, so much for being alone.

“Hey, Mike and Mark, can you please do me a favor and help make sure the kids don’t go bothering whoever those people are who came in the truck,” Delilah yelled earning nods from Mark and Mike.

“Duff, can I take off the blindfold now,” Delilah jokingly wined. The second she sat in the truck Duff make her put on a blindfold. After some hesitation, she agreed.

“No, I don’t want to ruin the surprise,” She couldn’t see him, but Delilah knew he was smirking. Duff grabbed his bag from the back and quickly made his way over towards the passenger door to help Delilah out of the car.

Tonight was going to be perfect. They were going to watch the sunset and enjoy a candlelit dinner under the stars. They would drink and talk until the early hours in the morning.

“If I get hurt, I blame you,” Duff laughed at Delilah’s half joke/threat,

“Ohh I’m terrified,” Duff teased as he guided her towards the beach.

Once Duff decided they had the perfect spot, he grabbed a blanket out of his bag and laid it on top of the sand.

Delilah stood still waiting for further instructions from Duff. Goose bumps ran through her as he whispered in her ear, “I wanted to get you something special for tonight.”

When she felt Duff start to place a necklace around her neck, she attempted to lift her hair up out of the way. Once she heard the little clasp on the back of the necklace close, she let her hair cascade down.

“Thank you Duff, I’m sure it’s lovely. Can I take off my blindfold now?”

“No, but I can,” he whispered back. Delilah felt his lips dance on her neck as he undid the bandanna. Delilah didn’t care where they were, all she did was turn around and kiss Duff on the lips. As she laced her arms around his neck she could feel his hands sinking down towards her ass. She let a groan escape her as he played with her ass. It became rather clear to Delilah that Duff knew exactly what he was doing, unlike her. She felt a knot in her stomach form. What if she wasn’t good enough?

“Fuck,” Duff unknowing whispered before his hands began to explore underneath Delilah’s dress. Duff lost it when Delilah screamed in delight when he played with her undies. He guided Delilah to the ground and got on top of her.

“Duff, we should stop. We’re in public,” Delilah protested as she looked away from Duff.

“Delilah no one is here, except for you and me,” he replied before adorning her neck in kisses. All protest that Delilah was planning on throwing was gone now. She was melting underneath him. Her mind was numb with pleasure.

“Holy shit,” Delilah mumbled as she felt Duff’s bulge graze against her inner thigh.

“Are you okay?” Both Delilah and Duff perked up at the sound of the child.

Delilah remained frozen under Duff as he spoke, “we are fine now go run off to your parents” Duff then returned his attention towards Delilah.

“You were...Delilah is that you?” The little kid took a few step closer. He was grinning from ear to ear as he saw her. He knew it was Delilah. Everyone said she was gone, but she was just playing in the sand.

“You know him?” Duff climbed off of Delilah as he spoke. By now Delilah’s face had turned tomato red. What was John doing here?

“Yeah this is John. He is one of the kids I used to babysit,” Delilah responded her eyes never leaving little John in fear of Duff’s reaction.

“What were you doing?” John asked

“We were just playing a game,” Delilah tried to brush his question off.

“Can I join?”

“No John, this is a game for adults,” Duff sweetly responded. The sooner John left, the better. He needed answers from Delilah.

“Oh I know what game that is. God wouldn’t approve of that Delilah,” Duff was caught of guard by the boys harsh tone.

What. The. Fuck.

“Hey, you have no reason to talk to her like that,” Duff lectured the child as he wrapped an arm around Delilah’s waist.

“Does Mark know that you are sinning with him,” the child again lectured Delilah. Instead of defending her, Duff remained silent.

“Who is Mark?” Delilah’s heart broke the second she saw Duff’s face.

“Her fiancé,” the child responded before Delilah could say anyone.

“My EX-fiancé. Ex as in no more,” Delilah quickly corrected him.

“Why didn’t you tell me about him?” Duff’s voice was once again broken.

“It happened before we started dating. I didn’t think ‘hey I was engaged for a week’ was a good first date topic,” Delilah sassed back.

“Are you ever coming home? I miss you Delilah,” before Delilah could respond to the child’s words Beth grabbed John’s arm.

“John we don’t talk to strangers,” her words were sharp and piercing. Delilah looked into Beth’s eyes and felt nothing but utter pain and immense guilt. Her heart felt as though it had been ripped out of her chest.

“But Beth, it’s Delilah. We know her. Remember the story that we read last week about the two childhood friends who grew up together. They were always there for each other, like you and Delilah,” John quickly corrected Beth.

“Delilah is dead,” Was all Beth said before pulling the child away from where Delilah and Duff were.

“Beth,” Delilah screamed at the top of her lungs.

“BETH, please,” she whaled as the tears flew down her face. Delilah’s thoughts dashed back to the hurt in Beth’s eyes the moment she spoke earlier. She saw the way Beth eyed Duff. She wanted to explain to Beth that she didn’t leave her for a boy. She didn’t abandon her best friend for someone she barely knew.

Delilah fell on her knees, sinking into the sand. The reds and oranges from the beautiful sunset danced off of their tear stained cheeks.

[porkchop-ao3]

A Thrill I’ve Never Known (Chapter 13)

Belonging 

A little chat with Abigail and some realisations.

(All chapters tagged with #ATINK and also posted on Ao3, username PorkChop)

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Micah and I were sat going through his saddle bags at the table, well, he was watching me go through them while he idly cut chunks out of the table with the tip of his knife. He'd picked up any valuables he found, as well as anything that might come in useful like food or tools, he'd done a very good job of it too. 

"This is all great, Micah," I said, sorting things into piles so we could more easily work out how much we'd taken. We had piles for cash, jewellery, trinkets and collectables (he'd stolen a lot of pocket watches, some he said were worth a lot) and for things that we'd be keeping rather than selling. Each pile was pretty generous. 

"Why d’you sound so surprised? It's not like I haven't done this before," he said drily, looking at me from under his hat. 

"I'm not surprised you managed to find it all, I'm surprised at how much those people had. We uh, we really cleaned them out," I gave an unsteady laugh as I pulled the final money clip out of the bag and tossed it on the pile. 

"We sure did," he smirked at me, then noticed the look on my face. "That's a face that don't belong here, if ever I've seen one."

"What's that mean?" 

"Guilt. You're feeling guilty, ain't you? Well you better suck it up, darling, we ain't got time for those kinds of feelings," he warned, jabbing his knife into the table, hard. 

"I know. I'm fine, I'll get used to it," I shrugged and he let out a low laugh. 

"You stick with me and you will," he said. I looked up at him, caught off guard by the genuine look of encouragement on his face. "Anyway, you wanted guns, didn't you?" 

Micah rose to his feet and put his knife away, strolling over to his horse and waving me over. I sped-walked to keep up with him and when we reached his horse, he retrieved the Springfield Rifle that I'd spotted on the mantelpiece. 

"Happy birthday, darling," he crooned, handing it over to me. 

"Oh, yes! Thank you, Micah!" I grinned at him, then looked down at the weapon, turning it over in my hands and inspecting it. It was engraved G. M. S, I assumed Geoffrey's initials, in swirling script. 

"It'll need a clean, but it looks magnificent on you, brings out your eyes," he said, oozing sarcasm with every word. He stepped towards me and tipped my chin up with his finger. "Do I get a kiss?" 

"You're gonna have to do better than that," I snorted, removing myself from his grip and turning to store the gun on Rayna's saddle, who was hitched up next to Micah's horse.

"Was worth a try," he said, gesturing widely with his arms as he strolled backwards away from me. Over his shoulder I spotted Arthur, watching us as he changed his clothes. He was just buttoning up his shirt, and despite him being fully dressed, I averted my eyes anyway. 

Micah was with Dutch, no doubt explaining how the robbery had gone. I figured we'd made at least a few hundred dollars from our haul. I was heading over there to join him, but Arthur met with me half way and nodded at me in greeting. 

"You and Micah did that house together, then?" He questioned.

"Yeah, Dutch paired us up as soon as he got here. I'm not entirely sure who the man is, but he did a good job picking the house clean," I gestured towards the table and Arthur nodded. 

"The man is someone I reckon we ought to be careful around, but that's just my thinking," Arthur said, lowering his voice. I stared at him for a moment, not really sure what I was supposed to say. "Anyway, I thought I should tell you, I think if you're wanting to head off on your own, soon would be a good time."

"Why? Because of Micah?" I raised my brows.

"He's as good an incentive as any, but no, not exactly. The Pinkerton detective agency, they're after us and they know we're over here. I bumped into a couple of them when I was out fishing with Jack this morning, and it weren't exactly a warm welcome," he explained, tone hushed yet urgent.

"So, what, are you moving on?" I asked, eyes widening at the news.

"I don't know. Probably," he shrugged his shoulders. "I've got this train robbery on with John later, I guess we'll see how that goes."

"Is that a good idea?"

"Between you and me, I don't think we've had one of those in a long time. But we do what we can," he sighed. 

"Hey, cowpoke, she giving you the lowdown on our little job today? Am I in your good books yet?" Micah came over to us thumbs hooked on the waist of his pants.

"Micah," Arthur nodded tersely.

"She tell you about the part where I came in like her knight in shining armour when Mr. What's-his-face got a little too friendly?" He smirked between the two of us, practically puffing up like a peacock. Arthur frowned and looked at me. 

"No. What happened?" 

"It wasn't a big deal, Mr. Schwartz seemed to think he was getting something out of the deal that he wasn't. I was about to handle it, but Micah stepped in," I explained dismissively, shaking my head. I did not want a big deal made out of the fact that a man had stepped in to save me. Again.

"I told him, no one takes a crack at my wife 'cept me." Micah wrapped his arm around my shoulders with a dirty laugh. "Ain't that right, sugarplum?"

"Something like that," I narrowed my eyes at him and plucked his arm from around me, stepping away. 

Arthur looked between the two of us, analysing the situation before chuckling to himself. Micah shot him a questioning look. 

"Oh, now that's risky," Arthur said.

Micah seemed puzzled. "What is?" 

"Spinning far fetched stories, like you having a wife,"

"Ohh, come on now Morgan, you tryin'a hurt my feelings?" Micah laughed, taking a few steps closer to Arthur. "Mr. Schwartz, he believed it just fine, didn't he my sweet?"

Micah turned to me and snaked a hand around my waist, tugging me flush to him.

"Would you stop touching me?" I snapped, shoving him away from me. He held his hands up to me, giving me a look that was both indifferent and wounded, I couldn't tell which part was genuine. Arthur seemed thoroughly amused by the display. 

"I'd listen to her if I were you," he chuckled. He shook his head as he walked away, patting my shoulder twice as he did. "I've gotta get going. Micah, leave the poor lady alone." 

"Wait, Arthur," I spun around and caught his arm before he left. He turned back to me, eyes a little wide and confused. I was frozen for a second, what I was going to say completely evaporating from my mind. "Uhh, you'll be careful, won't you?"

"As careful as I can be, in this line of work. Don't you worry," he smiled, prying my hand from where it was still attached to his arm and giving it a gentle squeeze before carrying on towards his horse. 

"Good luck!" I called to him as he mounted up. I watched him as he gave me a quick wave and started riding, disappearing between the trees. 

"Now it all make sense," Micah said behind me. I didn't bother turning around. "You're all soft for Morgan, ain't you?" He scoffed. 

I was so damn obvious, wasn't I?

With a sigh, I walked away, ignoring Micah's words.

-

Sitting around the fire with a bowl of Pearson's stew, I had time to think about what Arthur had said. He'd encouraged me to leave soon, if that's what I wanted. I supposed the timing was right; I had Rayna back, I had a gun, I had a little money after our robbery. I could ride out already, go and buy myself a tent and be back where I started, I could get on with my life. It was what I wanted, after all.

But something in me felt incomplete. Leaving felt strange, wrong. Even more wrong than it ever felt being here with all these people. 

"Hey there," someone said. I looked up to see Abigail standing over me. "You look… brooding."

My mouth went a little dry, considering it was the first time she'd ever really spoken to me, and I was convinced she thought I was after John. 

"Yeah, I guess I am a little," I admitted. She sat down next to me, never looking away. 

"You worried about the fellers?" She guessed. I met her eyes and searched them for any sign of an ulterior motive, I wondered if she was trying to pry something out of me. However, I could only find sincerity.

"The train robbery? A little bit, I suppose. But I don't doubt they know what they're doing."

"That they do," she nodded. "I sometimes worry, of course. It's hard not to think that one day he might not come back from one of his jobs. By he I mean–"

"John," I nodded, taking a breath. 

"Yes," she smiled a little. "I uh, I overheard Karen… what she said to you. I was behind the wagon having a cigarette, I weren't listening on purpose." 

My heart was pounding and I could do nothing but stare at her. I wanted so badly to get up and walk away from the situation so I wouldn't have to face her, but I knew that'd only look bad. 

"Don't look so worried," she laughed a little. "At first I thought maybe there was something to it. But the longer you've been here, and I've seen the way you are with him, I can see that you're just…" 

I waited for her, she pressed her lips together and seemed to struggle with finding the words. 

"You're just a girl who's never been around men all that much. You're like me when I was younger, all nervous and awkward," she said, then caught something in my expression that made her back track. "I don't mean that to be mean!"

"I didn't think you did," I shook my head but looked down, avoiding meeting her eyes. "But I suppose the fact that you noticed embarrasses me a little. If you notice, they notice."

"I don't think so. Men don't notice things like that," she laughed, patting my arm.

"Arthur did," I said, thinking back to the other day, before we looked for Rayna. He'd noticed my nervousness around people; whether he knew it was worse around him, I wasn't sure.

"You like him, don't you?" She questioned. I didn't say anything, but Abigail decided to explain her reasoning anyway. "When Mary-Beth teased you about it, you didn't exactly deny it. Plus, I've seen you with him and you act different. You look different."

"Do I? I've only known him a little while," I laughed, shaking my head like I found the whole thing amusing.

"That's all it takes," she was smiling at me now, a playful smile. At least I was wrong in thinking she hated me; relief just barely overshadowed the nerves I felt at being called out like this.

"He's a lovely man," I said quietly, and shook my head again. "But he's… he's so much more than me."

"I'm sorry?" She cocked a brow, thoroughly confused by my words. I wasn't even sure I knew how to explain them. 

"I went with him to see Mary. I saw him with the woman he loved and she's nothing like me. She's older, prettier, she's experienced. Arthur is like… he's a real man, ain't he? I feel like a little girl in comparison. I don't think he's looking for anything right now, let alone with a woman like me who's barely even spoken to a man let alone kissed one." 

"That's sweet," Abigail laughed. 

"Sweet?" I cocked a brow.

"You think he ain't gonna look twice at you just 'cause you ain't done none of that before?"

"He ain't gonna wanna waste his time on someone who don't know the first thing about anything, a fine man like him I bet he could and does have whoever he wants. He's out of my reach," I admitted.

"You know, the fellers in this camp ain't shy about bringing women back here from time to time. Arthur, though, he's never… aside from Mary, once, but she weren't exactly here for a quickie," she said and I shook my head, feeling nosey despite not asking. 

"That's none of my business," I said quietly. 

"He ain't all that much of a ladies man, from what I've seen. Truth be told, he never really seems all that interested in anyone," she shrugged.

"Why're you telling me this?" I asked.

"Because I bet you're thinking he's this Casanova type, different woman in every town?" She guessed, the corner of her mouth lifting. I had to admit, she was kind of right. "I can't say I don't see why, he certainly could be like that if he wanted. But he ain't, I'd go as far as saying he's a little shy when it comes to these things. So, my thinking is, if you want him… you've gotta make the move."

I laughed, loudly. Abigail continued to give me this little smile. 

"Yeah, alright. I'll do that when pigs fly."

"Hear me out. You ain't gotta do anything grand, you just gotta find little ways of letting him know you're interested. Subtle, but not too subtle," she explained making dainty little gestures with her hands, sitting up straight. 

"Like what?" I still hadn't recovered from my amusement, this woman clearly didn't know me. Thinking I'd have the stones to even think of such a thing. 

"Well it's up to you. But one thing I would do, stop dodging eye contact. I can see you doing that even with me, but you've got pretty eyes. Let him see them," she said, tilting my head up to face her with a hand on my chin. 

"Eye contact for me is hard," I said, trying my best to keep my eyes on hers and feeling extremely uncomfortable in the process.

"It's a skill," she said, letting go of my chin. "It'd benefit you to learn it."

"Why're you giving me all this advice; you ain't doing this just 'cause you think I'm sweet on John and you're leading me off the trail, are you?" I snorted. Abigail chuckled, patting my arm. 

"No, I ain't worried about that. Especially not now. I'm doing this because I think it might be nice for Arthur to have someone, he's a good man and that Mary girl never did treat him right," she sighed. "Truly, I think he holds this gang together at times, he's always this rock, this solid presence. Always got his head screwed on. I think that puts a lot of pressure on him, whether he knows it or not." 

"He's incredibly loyal to you all," I nodded, admiring him for that. 

"He is. I just think, if he had someone like I have John – and I know he and I aren't exactly a model couple right now but you get my point – it could be nice for him," she explained. I felt a weight on my shoulders at that, feeling like she was giving me some sort of duty that I wasn't equipped to carry out. I sighed and deflected the conversation.

"You and John, I don't know what's happened with you two but I hear you arguing. I just wanna say, I hope you two work things out. You have a beautiful family, Jack is such a sweet boy," I told her and she seemed touched by my words. 

"Thank you," she said softly. "I hope so too. Just– John can be such a damn idiot, he makes me so mad."

"But you love him, right? That's what matters," I said, and Abigail nodded slowly, considering my words. 

"Yeah. You're right about that."

-

It was late by the time any of the men returned from their train robbery. I honestly felt sick when I saw Sean and Charles turning up without Arthur or John, but I overheard them telling Dutch that everyone was fine, and the others should be back later. Apparently the robbery had gone well in terms of take, but badly in terms of fall out. A lot of lawmen had turned up, far more than expected. They'd taken care of them though, and lost them long before heading back. 

I thought about what that meant; it was something I already knew but somehow I was a part of it now. These men had just got back from killing a bunch of people, taking men away from their families. This was such a different world to the one I'd lived in up until then. But what surprised me the most was that in my head, I easily brushed it off. The gang needed money, they went out to get it the only way they know how, how can they help it if the law turns up and they have to defend themselves? Either they shoot their way out of there or they get locked up, or worse; killed. They're doing what they need to do to survive, and they're doing it for this family that they'd built up. When I thought of it like that – and I so naturally did – I could understand in a way I never thought I would.

In fact, I found myself admiring their bravery. 

I could feel that I was getting sucked in. I knew that this would be a smart time to leave, just like I'd planned all along. But here's the thing; I no longer had that burning feeling in my gut, the push to get away, the odd sense of homesickness that wasn't for bricks and mortar, but for solitude. It had all dissipated and in its place I was left with a sense of security and belonging, here of all places, with a bunch of criminals and killers. I was beginning to feel frighteningly at home, and it felt good. 

[the-fiction-witch]

Girls! P25 Just Playing With Kings

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE BENNY WATTS X HARRY BELTIK (WITH READER AND BETH WATCHING!) RATING : WELL... DID YOU REALLY THINK IT WAS ANYTHING OTHER THEN SMUT!

"really?" Benny sighed as he got back throwing the stuff on the kitchen side noticing the state we were in, 

"You got the girls, it's only fair" Harry smiled taking a cigarette from Beth 

"So you three had fun without me?"

"Just so it was fair Benny" Beth smirked 

"You girls are evil" he sighed 

"Indeed we are" I smirked 

"Fuck it" Benny sighed locking the door and coming over "Harry come here" Benny smirked stripping off his shirt 

"What is it watts?" he smirked sitting up slightly and smirking at him 

"I think the girls have had enough attention for a while" Benny smirked leaning over harry a little "We can be evil too girls..." Benny smirked winking to us both forcing Harry down on the airbed, I smirked pulling Beth to me as the boys started kissing hard benny being very forceful be harry doing his best to like the kiss was them arguing like the kiss was them playing a game together to see who could come out ironically ok on top. Harry tried to wrap his arms around Benny's neck but the moment his hands touched his skin, Benny grabbed his hands pinning his wrists onto the makeshift bed either side of his head, "tell me beltik? Did you like your time with the girls?' he asked kissing down harry's neck and chest never letting go of his wrists

"I did, they were good to me. They even… where dirty for me"

"Were they? How dirty were they for you beltik?" 

"They were bad girls"

"Oh I bet they were," he smirked, his kisses getting lower and sloppier "what did they do then? I missed the show"

"They kissed and… stripped each other" he gasped as benny had reached his v overstimulated already from everything we had just done with him 

"Yeah they like doing that, to wind you up" Benny smirked 

I held Beth's arm tightly watching as benny licked up harry's cock 

"And they uhhh"

"Yes?"

"They spanked each other. For me to watch"

"Did they now? They didn't do that for me"

"You didn't ask" beth smirked 

"Would you have… spanked each other for me if I had?"

"Maybe" I shrug

"Beside I like spanking them myself" he smirked "maybe I should spank you and make our little girls watch?"

"I think you were submissive" harry smirked sitting up pulling in benny's long hair to pull him into an intense lustful kiss 

"I am. With girls. With you… lay down, and open your legs I'm gonna make the girls watch as I make you do something they can't make you do" he growled pushing harry flat on the pillows harry blushed and opened his legs wide as benny told him, and benny began again kissing and licking at harry's shaft "beth, be a dear darling fetch me the bottle of lube from my shopping" Benny smirked between kisses 

"Okay" she nodded 

"What about me? What should I do?" I asked 

"You just stay there looking so beautiful" Benny winked to me and beth returned throwing him the bottle of lube he took the lid off with his teeth and spat the lid across the room he put a little of on his fingers coating them in it before kneel down and kissing all over harry's shaft gently sucking in him as his fingers rubbed gently on harry's entrance. Harry gasped as benny's fingers slipped inside 

"So tight. The girls must have been teasing you bad" Benny smirked before taking every inch of Harry's dick in his mouth, sucking hard as his fingers moved back and forth slowly and harry… well he grasped benny's hair tightly his head thrown back in pleasure

"Uuughhhhh uughhh uuuuhhhhh!" Harry moaned till Benny pulled away without a second of warning Benny turned harry on his stomach bending him over like both he and benny had done to us. Benny got the bottle back rubbing it all over his cock before pushing inside making harry grab the pillows digging his nails in "uuugh fuck watts ease in! Ease!" Harry yelled at him 

"Sorry, I got impatient" Benny argued 

"You have to go slower then that I'm not as use to it yet"

"Ohh please I've been doing this to you for what… nine ten months?"

"Since ohio"

"See, plenty of time to get use to me" 

"When you use enough lube, we do lubricate like the girls do" 

"I know, I just don't like slavering you in it, I like you a little… rougher, uughhh your almost as tight as y/n'' Benny groans getting faster and faster I bit my lip watching it hearing harry groan loudly grinding a little against the pillow he was rock hard again 

"Uuuuhhhhh Benny! Benny I'm-"

"I know come on show the girls what they can't do" Benny smirked getting faster again almost ponding poor harry until

"Uuuuhhhhh uuuuhhhhh uughhh uuuuhhhhh uuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhh!" Harry screamed his eyes rolling back and seeming in another universe Benny smirked and pulled out rather enjoying the sight of what he had done to harry "your a dick"

'yeah, well you still love me" Benny smirked slapping harry's butt 

"Yeah… your turn" harry smirked sitting up grabbing Benny and pushing him face first of onto the pillows "you won't need winding up you never do watts" harry smirked spanking his butt hard and getting the lube bottle "y/n, be a sweetheart and… grab benny's belt for me" Harry said 

"Okay" I giggled a little going and getting benny's belt from his discarded jeans handing it to harry and going back to being sat with Beth noticing she had been touching herself while she watched and I couldn't deny watching as harry used benny's belt to restrain benny's arms behind his back was… extremely hot, I mean just watching them together was hit but the thought of what harry was about to do to him made me wanna squirm in my seat Benny was gasping already

"So you don't try to flip me back over, I know how much you like being in your stomach watts. Maybe you just wanna show off for the girls" harry smirked tightening the belt a little 

"No" Benny argued "I just wanted to wind then up for playing around without me, and torcher you for touching my girls"

"Our girls, they love me as much as they love you" 

"Debatable"

 as harry covers his fingers and shaft in the lube at first he pushed his fingers in with no problems making Benny bite his mouth and shut his eyes he clearly enjoyed it "just because you've for a hard on for y/n"

"And you don't for beth? And y/n? And me?"

"Yeah but I just have a hard on in my pants… you don't"

"And… where exactly else am I meant to have a hard on?"

"You know what I mean watts. You've for a heart hard on for y/n" harry smirked and benny didn't answer avoiding my eyes hard smirked harder taking his hand away and slapping benny's ass 

"Uhh not so hard!" 

"Why? I thought you liked it?" He laughs doing it again, and again, and again spanking Benny over and over 

"Uhh uughhh! Uughhh! Beltik! Stop fucking working out your spank fetish and fuck me already!" 

"Impairment little pirate aren't you" harry laughed before slipping inside and starting to move

"Uughhhhhhhhh! Harder!" Benny groaned and harry complied "uughhh! Harder come on beltik!" He groans moving a little all but wrapping his legs around harry's, harry instantly began pounding as hard as he could which drive Benny crazy moaning and groaning struggling against his restraints often biting his lip and grinding his ass against harry and thought all of this his eyes never left my own like he was watching me, like he couldn't take his eyes away, I giggled a little blushing hearing him moan like that gently rubbing on myself secretly in a way knowone could see, Benny began getting close his cock throbbed and his moans got throaty his eyes still never leaving mine I knew I was close too unable to stop my fingers secretly rubbing, and suddenly Benny bit down on the pillow hard his muffled screams only just audible his eyes directly on me and as he did I hit my own unable to take my eyes away ethier doing my best to stay quiet, harry pulled out and collapsed against the wall under benny's bedroom window beth went helping him up taking him to the makeshift sofa in the corner for a cosy cuddle so I went letting Benny out the restraints letting him collapse on the floor I giggled helping him up and sitting him in the leather chair as he gasped sweaty and in his own world still after all that had happened beth and harry fell asleep almost immediately and I smiled laying my head in benny's chest which he smiled at wrapping an arm around me and kissing my head 

"Benny?" I whispered

"Ummmm?" He mumbled 

"Why were you looking at me?"

"I like looking at you" he shrugs 

"Did you know?"

"Know what?"

I giggled and moved his hand to feel how wet I was 

"Ooh.. no. I didn't know that. When were you doing that?"

"While… you where you know" 

"Ohh come on you're not one to go all blushy about this stuff come on"

"When you where getting fucked"

"Yeah? You liked watching harry have sex with me?"

"Yeah"

"Now you know how I feel when I watch you and Beth. It's fine touch your to me all you want sugar" he smirked "what do you think I was biting in the pillow for?"

"What?"

"I'd I hadn't maybe I would have screamed for you rather then for harry as… you where the one I was staring at" he smirked gently running his hands across my skin in some ways it was barely even sexual just a cuddle with his fingers tracing the lines on my skin like he would the lines of his chess board 

"Benny?" I spoke up

"Yes?"

"I need to go home soon"

"What?" He asks sitting up holding me closely

"I can't stay here in new york with you three forever, I need to go home to call I have stuff to sort out" I said 

"... You're gonna go home?"

"Benny, you knew Id go home at some point"

"I know I just… nothing, go home. Sort stuff out in cali, maybe next time I come visit you"

"Yeah, and until then I'm only a phone call away" 

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Gateway Drug | Part Eight

Part Seven

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A year and a half flew by like the speed of light, and things were starting to come together for every one of us. 

I put school on hold, which Nikki didn't like because he felt it was his fault, even though he was aware I would've put school on hold anyway for Tommy. I didn't even have to tell my parents I was dating Nikki because as soon as mom found withdraw forms from Julliard in the mail, she called me dishonest, accused me of disobeying my parents, and threw me out as soon as I let her know I found somewhere else to stay. I figured she would find out about us eventually, anyway, so there was no reason for me to go out of my way to tell her why I was putting school off. After that happened, I left my house and was living with Nikki once everyone saved up enough money to move out of the crappy apartment. To Vince and Tommy we were just room mates. We knew Mick didn't fall for it because, like Tansy, he also just knew things but he never mentioned a word of it Tommy or Vince, or even confirmed to either me or Nikki that he knew what was really going on. He minded his business, like he always did.

Tansy and her mom had moved out to New York the summer after we graduated because she had been approached for a contract with some modeling agency out there and they were paying for a nice apartment for them to stay in. I was proud of her because she had always wanted to model, however, I was skeptical. She was 5'3" and back then, you had no chance of hitting a runway if you were too short. So Editorials were her only option, but I knew she would be just as happy posing in Vogue as she would be walking down a catwalk.

So with the new album, Tansy modeling, everyone moving out of the hell-hole apartment and Nikki and I managing to make it over a year tolerating each other in a relationship, everything was falling in to place. And it was only getting better.

"'Jesus is Satan?' I raise a brow as I ask, seeing Nikki and Vince smiling and laughing while explaining why one of their sound engineers fled their recording session.

"It's only backtracking, it's not like we're throwing it out there. You gotta look for it." Vince explains.

"Aren't you two just every church girl's dream?" I ask sarcastically.

"Maybe you should start cleansing my soul before I come inside the apartment. It might help exorcise whatever demon you're convinced has possessed me." He says it genuinely, but I know he's full of it from the smirk he gives me. I'm tempted to threaten to close my legs anytime he wants any, but Vince is here and he'd tell Tommy if he knew about us, so I save the threat for later, narrowing my eyes at Nikki.

"Ohh, if looks could kill you'd be a dead man." Vince hits Nikki's arm as Nikki takes a swig of his Jack.

"Whatever, I'm taking a nap." I tell them, stepping to the guest bedroom which is supposed to be my room.

"You just woke up a couple hours ago," Nikki argues.

"I don't feel good." I reply, honestly, the budding feeling of nausea resting in the pit of my stomach.

Vince leans over to Nikki, whispering something in to his ear and Nikki shakes his head, grinning.

"No, not for another week." He says to Vince, the two smiling innocently at me and I ignore them and shut the door of the bedroom, crawling in to the bed.

After a few minutes of laying on my stomach, the nausea subsides and I'm able to go back to sleep for an hour and a half before the door of the bedroom door creaks open. I already know it's Nikki coming to harass me, and the feeling of his lips touching the bare skin between my shoulder blades that's been left exposed by the tank top I'm in, just confirms it.

Another kiss is pressed to the back of my shoulder, then to my cheek and I turn over to face him, enjoying the feeling of him over me.

"I gotta go to the studio." He tells me. "I'll see you later."

"Alright." I nod, sighing as he leans down to press his lips to mine for a second, before going to leave. It's not enough for me, though, and I'm scrambling to the foot of the bed to catch his wrist in my hand and pull him back to me, reminding him some two second peck on the lips is basically an insult to me, and usually is an insult to him unless it's to avoid being late to get on stage or going to the studio.

He chuckles at my desperate effort and pulls himself closer to me by my hips as our lips, tongues and teeth meet. Before I can reach for his belt buckle, he's groaning a little and putting his hands on my arms to push me away a slightly.

"I gotta go, Viv." He breathes out with a wide smile, brushing a few strands of red hair from my face. "We can fool around when I get back." He assures me.

"You'll be wasted when you get back." I argue.

"I won't drink that much." He presses a last kiss to my cheek, patting my hip before he leaves.

One of the many things to know about Motley Crue: "we won't drink that much" = "we'll try not to drink that much...but we will drink that much, and then some, and not remember any of it". Same rule applies to drugs and sex.

He gets back twelve hours later at four in the morning, swinging the front door open and stumbling back in to it with his hand still gripping the door knob to keep him from face planting. I look up from my bible to see him do this, and set it aside to go help him.

"Hey, Viv," He greets me with a slur and I give a sympathetic smile. "I think I drank that much."

"I kind of knew you would." I reply, helping him keep his balance as he steps to our bedroom. He plops down on the edge of the bed, tugging his boots off, nearly falling off the bed as he throws them across the room.

"C'mere." He says to me while I'm standing against the door frame with my arms crossed, watching him.

I do as he says, his hands grabbing at me at pulling me to straddle him.

"You smell like a bar," I tell him, laughing as he nips and licks at my neck.

"You smell good." He replies dopily and I rest on of my hands at the back of is neck, my fingers lacing through his hair.

"It's called a shower," I say. "You should try one some time."

"Fuck you." He falls back on the bed, his arms splayed out beside his head as he closes his eyes. "You know somethin'?" He asks me and I lean forward, my body against his as I rest my elbows on his chest.

"What?"

"I wanna fuckin' tell people we're together." His words surprise me a little.

"If we do that, Tommy will find out. And he will kill you."

"If he wants to kick my ass for fuckin' his hot friend, then fine, because I'm tired of lying and telling them we're 'room mates'." He explains sloppily. "Room mates don't sleep in the same bed naked and suck each others dicks in the shower."

My brows furrow at "dicks" and even drunk, he realizes his error.

"That's not right." He complains, rubbing his tired eyes.

"I don't have a penis, Nikki." I remind him and he gawks.

"I hope not cause I've been seein' pussy anytime I look down there." He says, looking directly at me with wide eyes and I have to try my hardest not to start cackling.

"You need to go to sleep." I move off of him, gently tugging at his hand to get him to move to his side of the bed.

"I got it." He waves me off, dragging himself to his spot, not bothering with the covers before laying down.

He's asleep within a couple minutes and I exhale, getting on my side of the bed before cutting the lamp on my bedside table out and going to sleep.

The next few days are spent scrambling to put together decent Christmas plans, which include picking Tansy up from the airport after she calls and gives us a heads up she's coming to visit.

"What do you mean you won't have time, Vince?" I snap, smearing icing on a cake. "You've had since January of this year to save December 23!"

"Beth doesn't wanna come." He finally says after minutes of going back and forth over the phone about why he can't come to dinner tonight.

"Then leave Beth at home! We all agreed last year to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas together every year."

"If Beth doesn't want to come, I can't come." He explains as Nikki and Mick come in with the beer and more Vodka and Jack.

"Well, no one told you to marry the uppity bitch, Vince." I state rudely, Nikki raising his brows at my language.

"Look, I love you, but I can't make it. I'm sorry, I promise I'll make it up to you." He sighs out and I stay silent for a second.

"Did I mention it's also my birthday today? Are you really gonna ditch me, you're favorite red head, on my birthday?" I ask him, in a tone that hopefully sends him on a guilt trip. He doesn't answer me for a good two minutes before groaning.

"You are fuckin’ killing me, Viv." He tells me and I smile, knowing I'm getting my way. "Fine. I'll be there."

"Thank you, Vince." I say before he hangs up. "He is way too easy." Just as I finish saying it, Nikki's digging his finger into the tub of icing and smearing it down my face.

"Nikki!" I scold loudly, grabbing a paper towel to wipe it off my face but before I can, his tongue sweeps across my cheek and I scrunch my face up, not able to hold back the laughter in my throat as he licks the mess off my face, finally giving me a paper towel when he's done. "Beth wasn't gonna let Vince come tonight."

"Oh, no. How awful." Mick pipes sarcastically.

"First of all, it's my birthday. Second of all, it's tradition." I point out o him.

"Not really. We only spent celebrated your birthday and Christmas in one night last year because we were too broke for two different occasions." Nikki says, opening a beer and I give him a look, causing him to pause, look at me, look at Mick, then back to me, and say: "That fucking bitch was about break our tradition."

"Smooth." Mick mumbles to him.

"I need someone here who actually cares about sentiment. Where's Tommy?" I ask, continuing to glop and spread icing on the cake I've just made.

"Tommy's getting Tansy." Nikki tells me. "Like you told him to do, then Tansy's gonna grab all the stuff you'll need to make dinner. It will be fine. Calm down."

"I'm calm." I argue in a not-so-calm tone.

"Yeah, I'm gonna get started on this so I can endure your bitching all day." He opens the bottle of Jack and takes a big gulp.

"Then you'll be drunk tonight and you can't be drunk tonight." I take the bottle out of his hand.

"Then I'll get stoned." He states, stepping to our bedroom. After a moment, he's coming back in to the kitchen, seeming to be pissed off. "Where the fuck is my--"

"I hid it." I say without hesitation, looking over my shoulder at his expression. "It's my birthday."

"I haven't spent one night sober since I can remember. You're not changing that all because it's your fucking birthday. Give me my stuff back, Saint Vivian."

"Mick, tell the Devil's Spawn to 'man up' because one night sober will not kill him."

"Mick doesn't get a say in it because you're still letting him drink!" Nikki exclaims, motioning to the silent man on the couch who's nursing from his vodka.

"Mick has special privileges because he's the most responsible one out of you four any other time of the year." I finally finish icing the cake, turning to face Nikki, who's staring at me.

"Mick's fuckin' stayin' outta this fight and every fight after it." Mick states, leaving no room for discussion.

"We're not fighting." I insist. "We're having a slight disagreement."

"Which will be resolved the second Mother Mary gives me back my freedom." Nikki says.

"Since when does alcohol and psychoactive drugs have anything to do with freedom?"

"Since I was able to do them freely until I started having to put up with you." He argues.

"Put up with me? You say that like you just tolerate me." I cross my arms.

"Anytime I do something you don't think is good enough for you, you give me this look like I just shot a puppy. I can't breathe the wrong way without you looking down on me."

"Probably because when you 'breathe the wrong way', you're actually breathing wrong, do to all the depressants and stimulants you load into your body simultaneously!" I outburst. "I don't look at you that way because I'm judging you, I look at you that way because I'm hoping you won't over do it and croak over, so forgive me for not wanting you snorting and drinking everything in sight tonight because I would like my boyfriend to not risk dying on my birthday but apparently that's too much to ask for, so go for it!"

I'm expecting him to give me the look he's always given me when I try to tell him not to drink, pop pills or snort anything, but he doesn't. I guess it's because it's my birthday.

Before he can answer, someone's clearing their throat, and we snap our attention to the front door, seeing Tansy.

"Welcome to hell." Mick tells her, and she looks at me and Nikki hesitantly, as if she's thinking about turning back around and leaving. I'm sure she is until Tommy pops up behind her, arms full of groceries and a wide, excited smile on his face. Completely oblivious.

"Happy Birthday!" He pipes, walking in to set the bags on the counter and hug me tightly, picking me up. Nikki and I continue to glare at each other while I'm looking over Tommy's shoulder, and when he puts me back down, the two of us put on fake smile so he won't know we're fighting.

"Hey, babe, where do I need to put this?" A man that has to be at least 30 years old is walking in to our apartment, talking to Tansy while holding a Tupperware container.

"What is it?" I ask him, thinking it's food, taking the container.

"Oh, Smack." He says casually and I'm dropping the container in a matter of milliseconds, taking a step back and looking at Nikki with raised brows.

"Vivian!" Tansy complains, picking the container up, going to put it in the fridge but I block her way. "Oh, so, what? All the things these idiots pump themselves full of, you draw the line at heroin?" She asks me.

"I am the line." I inform her. "I am not keeping some stranger's drugs in my fridge."

"It's not some random stranger, it's Sparkie." She explains to me as if that makes me and the man best friends. "My boyfriend." She continues.

"I figured that." I reply.

"Why do they call you Sparkie?" Nikki asks him, skeptically.

Sparkie was an absolute idiot. Think of what strung out, worn down, one shoot up away from being dragged to hell, looks like. He looked like a walking corpse with a peculiar hue of blue to his skin and had sleeves of tattoos to try to mask his track marks, to no avail. A few of his back teeth had rotted out and it was evident anytime he opened his mouth to speak. His bleached blonde hair had grown out to his chest and his pitch black roots were greasy due to lack of bathing. He had frown lines, crows feet, smile lines and greyed facial hair along his jaw. Tansy claimed they had met on the set of one of her photoshoots and he was the photographer's assistant and said that he told her he fell madly in love after laying eyes on her for the first time. Well, Tansy was gorgeous, but she was also naked and posing for Playboy at the photoshoot where they met, so he might've confused wanting to have sex with her with wanting to date her. I prayed he'd only be temporary, but he managed to hang around for five more years until the two of them broke up during the "Girls" tour. I was stunned when she went from dating someone like Sparkie, to dating someone like Axl Rose.

"Freebasing accident. Ether's easy to catch on fire, man." He tells him with a chuckle and I feel multiple brain cells die.

"Fuckin' awesome, right, dude?" Tommy asks as he hits Nikki's shoulder and Nikki looks at me with a smug expression, knowing it's killing me to keep my mouth shut.

"We have room in the fridge, right, Viv?" Nikki asks me innocently and I roll my jaw, looking at Tansy's perfect smile, as if she's silently begging us to like her boyfriend.

"Absolutely." I say, taking the container from Tansy and putting it in the fridge before me and her start cooking dinner.

By the time Seven o'clock is rolling around, dinner's done and Vince is waltzing through the front door.

"Hey, Viv," He comes up behind me in the kitchen while I'm washing my hands, kissing my cheek as he puts a present on the counter.

"Hey," I greet him, seeing Beth occupied with talking to Tansy.

"Who's...?" He nods in Sparkie's direction and I turn the sink off and get in his ear.

"Tansy's boyfriend, Sparkie. His White China is in my fridge and he got his name after a freebasing accident." I educate him and he raises his brows, an amused smile pulling at his lips.

"Tansy's dating him?" He whispers and I nod.

"Jesus," He mumbles, watching as she comes over to us to hug him.

"Vince!" She greets him eagerly, throwing her arms around him and he pulls her to him tightly, catching an evil look from his wife.

"Hey, Tans," He says when she pulls away.

"C'mon and meet my boyfriend." She grabs his hand and pulls him to the living room.

"Um, hey, Devil-Spawn, I need your help for a second." I tell Nikki and he looks up from his conversation with Sparkie and rolls his eyes, stepping to the kitchen.

"What?" He asks me and I drag him to the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it.

"Tansy's dating a loser." I voice out immediately and he gives me a look.

”I thought you wanted a quickie. Had I known you were just gonna bit--"

"He's a moron. 'Ether's flammable'? 'Put my smack in the fridge'?" I mock his voice.

"He didn't say the last one."

"Tansy is too naïve for someone like him." I ignore him. "She doesn't know what she's getting herself in to being with someone like that."

"I'm someone like that." Nikki reminds me and I scoff.

"Um, you don't carry a Tupperware of Smack with you, you're not burning yourself in ether explosions, you're not taking advantage of a beautiful blonde girl who just wants to make everybody happy..." I list a few things Sparkie's doing. "Look, I'm not worried about me doing anything because I have the will power of God when it comes to drugs and alcohol but Tansy will do the most ridiculous, disgusting, debasing things to make someone happy. Trust me, she's told me some of the things she felt like she had to do in order to keep some of her past boyfriends and I'm scared he's gonna get her hooked on some of his mess because he'll figure out if he asks her to do anything, she'll do it." I explain to him and he sighs.

"Maybe she's not as naïve as you think she is. I mean, it's been over a year since you last saw each other, so it's possible she's changed and knows exactly what she's doing." He tries to reassure me.

"I'd rather her be oblivious and naïve to the severity of the situation than knowingly be waltzing in to her own self-destruction." I state blankly.

"I wonder who all's gonna be saying that about you when they find out you're with me." Nikki says pointedly and I open my mouth to speak, but close it again.

"You're right. She's a big girl who can take care of herself and I'm being judgmental of Sparkie." I admit.

"You're admitting you're wrong?" He asks me in pretend shock, leaning closer to me, putting the palm of his hand flat on the door beside my head and I cross my arms and avoid looking at him.

"I guess." I mumble, not liking the fact I have to admit I'm wrong and he knows it, basking in the glory.

"Viv?" He asks and I look at the bathroom floor, still not acknowledging him. "Hey," He grabs my jaw gently, forcing me to look at his darkly lined eyes. "You have such a big heart, you worm your way in to other people's lives to try to get them to not make decisions that you wouldn't make, to protect them. But just because you wouldn't choose to do something, doesn't mean it's a wrong choice for someone else."

"Snorting coke and throwing back shots until you can't stand up, isn't a good choice for anyone." I already know what he's getting at and he sighs, stomping his foot.

"If I hear one more 'dude' from Sparkie without some kind of buffer in my system, I'm gonna knock his head into the fuckin' counter, Viv." He states, pointing his finger in the direction of the living room.

"You're doing great." I tell him, taking the hand he's pointing his finger with and hold it in both of my hands. "We only have to deal with him for a few more minutes and then everyone will be gone, and we'll have the place to ourselves," I say, taking one of the chains of his few necklaces around his neck and running it threw my fingers, pulling him to me. "And I'll let you do whatever you want."

His expression darkens at my promise, his lips pulling upward in to a crooked smile as his hands move to my hips and he guides me to the sink, picking me up and putting me on the edge of it,

He's putting himself between my open legs, his finger tips gripping at the flesh of my thigh as his other hand is hiking my maroon dress up, his tongue dancing with mine. I push the thin straps of my dress of my shoulders and his lips leave mine when he yanks the top of my dress down to expose my breasts. Just as his teeth are biting a trail down my skin, the door swings open, causing me and Nikki to scramble to get ourselves off of each other, but it's too late.

[respect-my-authoritah-imagines]

7 with craig tucker please

7. Tripped down stairs -  Send me a number and follow the instructions from here and a character

“Fuck..” Those were the last words I heard before I loss my consciousness. I was heading to the third floor of the school to submit my homework when the sound of lockers slamming surprised me and caused me to lose my balance.  I didn’t know what happened after I lost myself, I just woke up with a bright light staring above me. My body felt heavy, I have no idea how I got here and who brought me here.  All I knew was that this place was the infirmary. I sat up from my bed and started to examine the room from where I stood. “(Y/N). You’re up” I hear a familiar voice as the curtain that secluded my from seeing the other side of the infirmary opened. “Craig?”

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Well my head kind of hurts, but I could be worse.”  After I answered Craig took a stool and placed it next to the bed I was on and sat down. “What happened?” I asked. “You fell from the sky.” With stoic expression Craig tried cracking a joke. I looked at him un-amused and said “Very funny, Tucker. What really happened?” I asked again. “It’s really not that different. You fell down the stairs.” Craig answered. “I didn’t expect you to be such a klutz, (Y/N).”

“Shut up. This rarely happens.” I was so embarrassed that out of everyone in the whole school it’s Tucker who saw me fall down the stairs. This guy is always making fun of other people no doubt he’ll do the same to me. “Besides I got startled. Someone slammed their locker and it scared the living shit out of me.” I tried telling him what really happened. “Yeah,  Cartman and Wendy were fighting again and one of the lockers broke.”

“They fought again?”

“Yeah, but it wasn’t as bad as when we were in elementary and Wendy beat the living shit out of Cartman”

“I noticed that too. Recently the two have been more tame when it came to their fights.”

The room went silent and I found myself holding on to the blanket on top of me. I didn’t know what to say. I’ve never spoke to Craig outside of class or when running errands for the teachers. “So do you plan on staying?” I asked him, while turning my head to face him. Craig looked up from the ground, this was the first I met his eyes. “Yeah. Garrison is out there giving everyone involve with the fight detention. I already have 2 weeks of detention, I don’t another 2 weeks” That’s right Tucker gets himself in trouble a lot. “If you don’t want to get another week why not try being a good student?”

“Like you?”

“Flattery won’t stop me from convincing you to behave, Tucker.”

“Ohh. Maybe if I told you that I carried you bridal style to the clinic might change your mind.”

“…”

My body froze when he said that. “Did you really?” a smirk formed on Craig’s smug face as I asked. “Why don’t you check Bebe’s twitter” Panicking I grabbed my phone and went to Bebe’s twitter.

“@BebeGirl: I just Craig saw carrying (Y/N) like a bride. Everyone was so surprised that even Cartman and Wendy stopped fighting.” I felt my cheeks warm up after reading the tweet. “Oh god” I hid my head on my pillow as to hide my embarrassment. “Why couldn’t you just called someone to pick me up.”  I asked. “Did you get brain damage from when you fell? I wasn’t going to leave your unconscious body there.” I stared at him trying to read his facial expression on whether he had a hidden agenda. “I’m not up to something okay. Relax.”

“Sure. You don’t” I said sarcastically. “Listen I have nothing against you, I don’t have a reason to do something bad to you.” I stared at him straight in the eye “You would leave the body alone if it was anyone from Stan’s gang.”

“You’re totally right” He didn’t even hesitate. He answered the moment I finished talking.  "And why isn’t it the same for me? Are you in love with me?“ Craig chuckled after hearing my assumption. "You’re straight to the point, (Y/N). If I said I was would you want to go on a date with me.” I flicked his forehead with my finger and replied to his teasing with an annoyed look “Very funny.” I said with a monotonous tone. “Like I said I have nothing against you. Unlike Stan and the other’s I don’t want to kick your ass or leave you on the side of the street.”

“What if I was Red?”

“I would probably call Clyde to pick you up then. You know how he feels about Red” Craig paused then added “And Annie, Ashley,Beth,Emily–”

“I get it. Clyde likes a lot of girls. Why didn’t you let him pick me up?”

“Yeah your fall really did give you brain damage”

“No it did not. I’m completely fine and thinking straight.”

“Then you might just be stupid to begin with.”

“Just answer the question already.”

“It doesn’t take a genius to know that you don’t like Clyde.”

“Hey- I don’t hate him.” I have never talked to Clyde, I probably talked more to Craig than Clyde. I just didn’t get him and how he flirted with every girl in the school, I try to avoid him every time I see him. He just can’t keep his pants to himself. “Yeah, You just don’t like him hitting on you.”

“If you know that why don’t you tell him to leave me alone.”

“Trust me. There’s a reason why he isn’t constantly trying to get inside your pants”

“That reason being?”

From the way Craig looked at me with his eyes widening for a second, I realized that he was hiding something. “You were just surprised just now.”

“No. I just saw Garrison from the window.”

“Bullshit.” I said as I excitedly got closer to him. “I’m on to something aren’t I?!”

Craig looked at me and before I realized it our face was really close to each other. The stoic expression that Craig used to have on his face was no longer there. I could feel his eyes pierce into my soul. “What?” I pondered what has happened to him and his cool exterior. “Stay still.” He said as he placed his palm on my cheek and pulled me closer.

“Craig, I know you’re in here.” because of Craig’s face blocking my view I couldn’t make out where the sound was coming from, but I knew who that voiced belonged to. “Oh excuse me. I didn’t know you kids were getting it on.” Garrison being the pervert that he was didn’t scold us and just left the room. From Garrison’s view we were probably making out, but in reality our faces were just close to each other. I moved back and slapped Craig’s face. “Don’t  do that.”

“Sorry. I panicked.”

“That’s no excuse. You pervert.”

“I know. I regret what I did.”

“Lia–” before I called him a liar I saw his his cheek turn red. The color stretched from his cheek to his ears. “I should be the one turning red!”

“I’m not Clyde you know even I get flustered with having a cute girls near my face.” I accidentally flicked Craig’s forehead again as a response to his compliment. “What the fuck was that for!? I was giving you a compliment”

“I didn’t ask for it”

“Fine, but why are your cheeks so red.”

“I’m just not used to getting compliments”

“Liar. I saw you react to Stan’s compliment the other day. You weren’t blushing at all.” Craig said as he stood up from the chair. “That was because we were friends.” I tried explaining myself to him, even though I didn’t need to. “You’re a liar too. I know you would have carried any girl bridal style here.” I said as I also matched his actions and got off the bed and stood up in front of him. The height difference was obvious he was 6'2 while I was 5'7. “I already told you I would have Clyde help them out.”

“Bullshit” I shouted at him as I raised my head to met his eyes once more. “What is it with you and bringing up other girls? Are you jealous or something? We aren’t even dating.” His eyes stared deeply into mine as our conversation got heavier. We rarely spoke to each other yet when we do things seemed to get heated, especially with this one. I had no idea why I was dragging Red’s name into this. “Jealousy is an ugly emotion.”

“I told you I’m not jealous.”

“Then why are you bringing up other girls?”

“Why won’t you answer my question!” When I had finished shouting I felt a sense of pain on my leg which caused me to fall forwards. Not wanting to show a sign of weakness I placed my palm on his chest and said “Just leave.” I said as to get him to leave the room. Thinking Craig didn’t notice the sharp pain I was feeling on my leg I felt his hand on my arm that I used to support me from falling. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Just go home. Garrison probably left.”

“I told you I’m not leaving your unconscious body alone”

“I’m not unconscious. I’m talking to you right now.”

“I know I just needed an excuse to stay here.”

“I’ll be fine. I’ll just call my mom to pick me up from school.”

“I already asked the nurse to call her. She’ll pick you up in a few minutes.”

“See! You should go now.”

“(Y/N).”

“What?”

With a concern expression I felt his finger on my cheek. Apparently I had been crying for a while now and I didn’t even know. “I don’t have to leave if you don’t want me to.”

“What are you on about?”

“You’re clearly upset about the idea of me carrying another girl.”

“I don’t care who you carry” after saying that I felt his soft lips against mine. “I wouldn’t carry another girl bridal style. I would probably bring them to the clinic, but not the same way as I did for you. You’re different okay.”

The kiss took me off guard and I found myself burying my face on his hoodie. “Why is that you were the one who found me.” the room grew silent once more and I heard Craig took a deep breath. “I was actually on my way to tell you I liked you.” I felt that Craig truly meant that so I raised my head from his hoodie and looked at him. “Why would you do that?”

“I’ve never seen any other girl avoid Clyde the way you do. I was really impressed with how athletic and creative you are with your escape routes.”

“You know a bunch of girls are the same.”

“Yeah, but they’re not as creative and witty as you.”

I looked at him with my cheeks once more feeling warmer than ever. “Do it again.”

“Do what?” He asked. Craig was absolutely confused with what I wanted from him. “The thing”

“What thing?”

“Ki–” Before I could say anything I felt his lips against mine once again. “You’re such a liar.”

“So should I take that demand for a kiss to be a "Yes”?“

"A yes for what?”

“If you wanted to be my girlfriend.”

“We can try. I don’t really know much about you.”

“I can settle for that. What do you want to know about me?”

“What did you tell Clyde?” I brought back the conversation from earlier. “I told him that he shouldn’t bother you. You aren’t the type to have one night stand with.”

“For someone I barely know much about you sure know me.”

“It was just a hunch, but I’m glad I was right”

[lifeasitis21]

Newness

Imagine: Henry Cavill x Reader where the reader is a single mom who meets someone that makes it easy to love.

Things took a while to feel normal again after signing the papers. Connor was more broken than you could of imagined. It hurt that one moment he could be agreeing with you, that it was over and that you both deserved to find that ‘one,’  and then the next moment he could be reminiscing about all your good times. You loved him in a different way now, every time you looked at your son, you saw him, it was inevitable. But for the sake of Sam, your entire world, you and your ex needed to show him what it really meant to be happy. 

Explaining divorce to an 8 year old shouldn’t of been easy, but Sam somehow just knew exactly what you were trying to say. He had such a kind heart.

Every once in awhile the emotions would get to you, and when they did Sam would come and find you, always with a bag of fruit snacks in his hands. 

He would sit in your lap and the two of you would share them. You didn’t let it happen often though, and when it did you would always make sure to end the session with a joke or a movie night to take his mind off of it. 

The lives you and Connor lead allowed you shared custody. You alternated weeks with Sam, which was hard sometimes, but it was always just enough of a break, which you needed in the beginning. Not because of Sam though, he was easy. The night you told him about the divorce he’d taken your hand, noticing that you had tears in your eyes, and said “Will this make you happy mom?”

It hit you like a ton of bricks when you realized your 8 year old son had somehow said exactly what you needed to hear, and the answer to that question was yes.

It was almost two years now since the divorce. Sam was 10, and 10 year olds have lives. He loved to play soccer, it took up most of him time now actually. He  had friends he loved, his father who was just as devoted to him after the divorce as he was before it, and you. Above all he was happy, which was all that really mattered to you.

“I know, I’m thinking about going. It’s the weekend before Sam goes to his dads...Yeah I think it’d be fun.”

At the moment, your sister, who was on the other line, was desperately trying to get you to go on this camping trip a few of your friends had planned.

“We both know you deserve to do something for yourself, and they’re your best friends! Sam will be just fine if you’re unavailable for a few days and you know it.”

She was right about that. She was always right but that was beside the point. And your attendance would be more of a favor than anything. Anna, who you’d first met at work had become your closest friend. She loved Sam, and after the divorce, she was with you two almost every day after school.

As a favor to you one time, she attended one of the schools PTA meetings. You had to stay late at your office but you wanted to make sure you didn’t miss anything important, so she went for you. While she was there she struck up a conversation with one of the single dads in attendance. You didn’t know much about him other than that his name was Jason and he was always really sweet to everyone.

You would describe him as a little dorky, but in a good way. Anna definitely took a liking to him, and the pair had even gone on a few dates. Since then the three of you had gotten to be good friends. Anna wanted things to be more serious between the two of them though, so she planned this camping trip, freaked out at the last moment, and then begged you to come with them.

“Alright, I’ll go. But I’m telling Sam to call you if he needs anything while I’m gone alright?”

“Of course! Of course, Aunty Beth always has time for the little bug...who’s probably getting tired of me calling him that.. Anyway, I’m proud of you. You’ll have a great time.”

You didn’t know about a great time, but it would be nice to get out of the house.

At the end of the week, you picked Sam up from school and drove him to his dads house. Before you dropped him off, he made sure to assure you that he would be perfectly fine. Of course you believed him.

You still had some packing to do, Anna was on her way to your house now. She pulled up with the entire back seat of her car filled to the brim.

“Y/n! Are you ready for this?” She seemed to be trying to act excited to cover the fact that she was a little worried about all of this.

“I am! It’s going to be great. Don't worry, If anything ever gets too serious for you, just let me know and I’ll dull the romantic mood. I’m great at being a third wheel so--”

“Third wheel, what do you mean third wheel? Fourth wheel.” She looked at you like you were crazy. Only before realizing she had forgotten to fill you in on some pertinent details of the trip.

“Ohh shit.” She brought her hands to her hips then, “I didn’t want you to feel weird, and then the other day in the office, you know that guy, the hot one. His desk is two desks to the left and one forward of your office door? You know.”

“Henry?” You asked, really hoping she wasn’t about to say what you thought she was.

“Yeah, you know. He over heard me on the phone with Jason, talking about how we were all going camping.”

“That’s weird he heard you.” You said dramatically. “You sit right across from him, so weird.”

“Okay yes, yeah he heard me and then, very nosily if I may add, asked if we’d picked a campsite. And the answer was no, none of us know shit about camping. But then he said he used to camp a lot and he knew of a really beautiful place and one thing lead to another and Invited him and both him and Jason are meeting us at the campsite.”

“Hmm.” Was all you could say. 

After Anna came inside and helped you pack, the two of you hit the road. Apparently Henry sent her the directions to the site. Seattle was a beautiful place to be in nature, and you really had no reason to be upset about anything, so you decided you’d try a little optimism to start the trip.

“Do you know anything about Henry? I mean, I’ve seen him around the office, maybe said hi a few times but not much more than that.”

Anna fiddled with the radio as she drove. “I know he has a childlike crush on you. Oh! Okay and he’s actually been in a few movies before! It was when he was younger though, he said he quit because he liked creating the stories rather than acting in them. Isn’t that beautiful, God he’s hot.”

“What do you mean a crush, Anna?” 

She looked over at you and waved you off. “I don’t know for sure, I’ve caught him looking at you like a few times, he asks questions sometimes. I don't know, you’re his boss so it’s not that weird he would have questions.”

Henry started working at the publishing company a few months ago. As assistant editor, you never really spoke with him very much, you did recall working on a few of his scripts, and if you remember correctly, they were actually really good.

The drive was less than an hour. It was a little off the beaten track, but Henry had been right, it was absolutely beautiful. As you pulled up you saw only one other vehicle. 

“Did they drive together?” You asked.

“Yeah, Jason met Henry at his house and drove with him. He thought it would be good to get to know him on the drive up.” Anytime Anna ever talked about Jason a silly smile formed on her face. It made you happy to see her happy.

After grabbing your bags, you walked a few yards when you saw a clearing. Jason and Henry had already set up both of their tents from the look of it. Jason was working on the fire when the two of you approached.

“Anna, Y/n! You made it.” His eyes lit up as he walked over to Anna and placed a kiss to her cheek.

Then to your surprise, he came over and gave you a hug which you returned.

“How’s Sam doing? Good? Is he enjoying Soccer?”

“He is, yes. He’s great. Thank you for asking.” You said with a fond smile. That was Jason, probably the sweetest person you knew.

“Henry, he’s great. He’s down by the stream, wanted to check it out he said. Real cool guy.” His man-crush was showing.

Him and Anna resumed trying to get the fire started. You thought you’d head down to the stream to introduce yourself formally to Henry. You could hear it before you saw it. Everything was breathtaking, and you were suddenly really glad you came.

Off a little ways from your site you saw Henry. He stood on the bank as he tossed stones into the river. He turned when he heard you approaching, an unnecessarily beautiful smile graced his lips.

“Y/n. You made it.” 

You smiled as you settled in next to him, looking out over the water. “It’s nice to officially meet you Henry. Its great you could come. None of us know too much about camping.”

“Oh, I’m sure you know more than you’re letting on.” He glanced towards you, his eyes on you making you a little anxious.

“I’m happy to help you set up your tent though.”

“Oh, right. That would be great.” You said gratefully.

When he said he would help, what he really meant was he would do it for you. Which you appreciated. You also didn’t mind watching him as he did.

“So, tell me about this kid of yours.” 

He clarified when he saw you looked caught off guard, “Anna told me, you have a son right?”

“Oh, of course. Yeah, his names Sam. Amazing kid really. He’s uh, with his dad this weekend.”

You didn't know why you told him that, but it seemed like something you should say.

“You two separated?” He asked.

“Yeah, two years now.”

He didn’t respond for a second as he struggled with one of the tent poles. “Me too.”

“You were married? Any kids?”

He shook his head as he hammered down the last peg. “No, just married.”

After being married and going through a divorce, it was easy for you to talk about things like this. It was the new normal.

“What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?” 

Henry watched you as he walked towards the stump you were sitting on and sat next to you. “I was really young, we both were I guess. We didn’t know what we were doing, what love even was.”

You stared forward as he talked. His voice was soft but deep. Easy to listen to.

“I understand that. My ex and I, well after Sam, we thought it wasn’t fair for him to grow up in a house with parents who didn’t love each other in that way. So I guess it was just as much for him as it was for us.”

“Divorce sucks, but it sounds like it was the best thing for you.” He looked over at you, your shoulders rubbed against each other a little. 

When you looked back at him you started to laugh.

“Jesus, it’s so nice to meet you, let me tell you my deepest secrets.”

He laughed at that. “I couldn’t stop myself. I looked in your eyes and I just-- couldn’t help it.”

From across the sight, you saw Anna and Jason approaching from one of the paths.

“You two look like you’re having fun!” She said, taking a seat next to you.

“There are some amazing hiking trails up here Henry. Great pick.” Jason chimed in.

“Well thank you. I’d be be happy to show you guys some more if you’re up for it?”

Henry looked to you for an answer, but you felt antsy under his gaze so you looked to Anna who was lounged out on the ground. She had never been one for hiking.

“God, no, we just got back from a hike. Let’s go tomorrow.”

If Anna said so, that was the plan, and that was what you loved about her. It was starting to get dark anyway so you also thought it best to stay near the camp. Now was Jason’s time to remind you all why he was here and showcase his “outdoor cooking skills” as he called them. 

The other three of you enjoyed the warmth of the fire and broke out the alcohol that you and Anna had been sure to pack.

“Pick your poison.” Anna held up a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other.

You figured either would taste good in hot coco so you reached towards the whiskey, seemingly at the same time as Henry.

“Great minds think alike.” You said, letting him take the bottle. You had your hot coco in hand, waiting for him to pour some in.

He smiled up at you and filled the rest of your cup before pouring it in straight to his. 

“Jesus Henry, take it easy. You’re our only hope of survival if we get stranded out here.” Anna said with a look of worry on her face.

From across the fire Jason looked at Henry. “She’s absolutely right. And I’m not even offended.”

You all laughed at his comment. And after a few drinks of whiskey, you were all laughing at really anything anyone said. 

Just as promised, Jason cooked up an amazing meal. Just in time to keep you all from feeling too drunk.

You spent dinner telling stories, talking about work. Even about yours and Jason’s kids. Anytime you talked, you noticed Henry turn towards you as much as he could and give you his full attention, just that small thing had you starting to swoon. And on top of that, Anna was so right, he was hot.

It was dark, but a full moon lit the world around you. Anna had chosen the vodka,  and she was on a whole other level when she was drunk.

She got that look in her eye before looking over to you and saying, “We should go for a swim.”

“Right now?” You said, a questioning smile on your face.

“Yes right now. Let’s all go.”

You were a little tipsy, just enough to actually want to. It was unusually warm tonight, and your muddled thoughts couldn't find any reason to say no.

You looked over to Henry who was watching you two with a lazy smile on his face.

“Is it safe?” You asked.

He liked that you asked.

“Of course. I say we go.”

That was all it took for the four of you to clumsily jog down to the bank where Anna had no problem stripping out of her pants and treading into the water.

“OH FuCk!.”

Jason laughed as he lifted his shirt over his head and followed in after her.

“Is it cold?” You yelled from the side.

“No it’s fine.” She was lying.

Beside you Henry lifted his own shirt above his head and said, “I’ll go in if you do.”

“Mmm, yeah okay.”

You stripped out of your pants but left your shirt on.

The moment your feet touched the water you regretted it, but Henry grabbed your hand and tugged you along with him.

“Come on Y/n. I got you.”

Jason and Anna were a little more than waist deep now, giggling and splashing at each other like children. Henry continued pulling you until you were both in a little deeper than your chest.

You began to shiver, not able to keep your arms out the water any longer.

“You alright?” He asked, concern in his voice.

“I’m okay, yeah.” You laughed through a shiver, the alcohol’s affect beginning to wear off but definitely still there. 

After a few minutes your body started to get used to the cold. It was a beautiful night. You took a deep breath and took in the night air as you shifted onto your back and let yourself float on top of the water. Everything went quiet as your ears sunk just below the surface.

You stared up at the stars and swore you could stay like this forever. Calm, quiet, happy.

Henry watched you as a contentedness settled over your features. It seemed like his eyes would always wander to you each time he saw you in your office, or when you walked off the elevator in the morning, when you would sit at your desk late, after everyone had left. But now, with you right in front of him, he understood why. He watched as you looked up at the stars, wonder in your eyes, and he knew exactly what you felt, as he looked at you.

He took to his back next to you, letting his hands drift over to yours. His fingers caressed yours in the water. Every time they incidentally touched, you relished in their warmth. 

“I wish I could live up there. It’s beautiful.” You said slowly.

He smiled knowingly and let his finger almost intertwine with yours. 

“I know.”

The next morning you woke up to the sound of birds chirping. As best you could, you got dressed in your tent and got out. Anna had woken up at the same time as you.

“Hey beautiful, how’d you sleep?” She said drowsily, coming over to you and resting her head on your shoulder.

“Just fine, You?” She knew the question in your voice was about sharing a tent with Jason.

“Like a baby.” She smiled up at you just as Jason and Henry came towards the camp from the lake.

As he approached, you noticed the warm smile on his face was pointed right at you.

“Morning ladies.” 

He walked over to with his hands in his pockets. In the warm light of day he looked a little more nervous than he had last night. He stood next to you, close enough for you to feel him kinda bump into you.

“You want some coffee?” He watched you nod yes and poured you a cup from the thermos. 

“Thanks.” 

“What say we head out on that hike now? Henry and I found an amazing trail to take.”

Anna and Jason walked ahead of you hand in hand. The hike was an easy one. Full of gorgeous landscape. 

You hung back with Henry, who let the hand closest to you hang down at his side.

“Tell me about your acting.” You asked, trying to find a way to fill the suggestive silence.

“Sure. I acted in a few movies when I was young, 17--18. It was a world of it’s own. Met a lot of people, went a lot of places.”

“Is that where you met your wife?” You glanced over at him for a moment before looking back down at your footing.

“It is actually. She worked on the set of the last movie I did. What about you and uh--”

“Connor? We met at a mutual friends party. We dated a year before getting married, two years after that we had Sam.”

“The silver lining.” 

That made you smile. “Exactly.”

When you looked up at him, you lost track of where you were stepping, causing you to step down onto the wrong side of a branch and lose your balance.

Henry tried to grab you before you hit the ground, but you fell forward, scraping your knee against a rock as you did.

“Oh, shit.” You yelled, gripping your now bleeding knee.

Henry was next to you in a heart beat.

“Are you alright?” He had a panic in his voice as he leaned over towards the leg you were holding.

“Mmmyeah I’m okay.”

Your face told a different story, so did your knee, which you could feel sticking to your pants with blood. The fall ripped a hole where you hit, and Henry reached towards it.

“Can I take a look?” 

You nodded and he carefully tore the fabric of your jeans at the knee, revealing the bloodied cut across your knee.

“Shit.” 

“It’ll be fine but I should clean it up so it doesn't get infected.”

You were less than half a mile away from camp so you figured you would just walk, but as you tried to get up, Henry picked you up in his arms and started carrying you back.

“What the fuck?” You said, caught by surprise as he did.

“Don’t worry about it Y/n. I got you.” He smiled a little and just kept on walking, in spite of your multiple request to walk yourself.

“To tell you the truth, this was my plan all along.” He joked. This was the first time you’d ever been this close to him, and he happened to be holding you in his arms on top of that.

“Wait for you to hurt yourself and then hold you in my arms like any hero would.”

You laughed as you tried not to turn your face to his, which was inches away. “What if I would of sprained my wrist or something, then what?” You said.

“Still would of carried you.” He laughed, “It was just the right thing to do Y/n.”

You were beginning to like the way he said your name.

When you got back to camp, he set you down on stump and jogged to his truck to get his first aid kit.

He pulled out a small bottle of Saline and poured it over the wound. You closed your eyes as he poured it, making him grin when he caught you.

“You okay?” He asked, wiping away the blood and wrapping it with a bandage.

“All good. Thank you, Henry. My hero.” You said with a smirk.

He still had his hands resting around your knee, his eyes found yours and held them for a moment. He started to move towards you slowly, but you stood and hobbled towards your tent, leaving Henry kneeling on the ground.

“I’m sorry Y/n. I shouldn’t--”

“No you, don’t need to apologize. I’m just--I haven’t really..”

He held his hand out towards you, “I understand, you don’t need to explain yourself Y/n.”

He was still just as sincerely kind as he’d been since you met him. And the last thing you wanted was for him to think you weren’t interested.

“I, just need a little time, is all.”

That brought a lighthearted smile to his face.

“Take your time. I can wait for now.”

The blissful weekend ended far sooner than you wanted it too, The minute you got back within cell service you called Sam, who as you expected, had been just fine.

He asked about your weekend, and you were happy you had good news. 

When it came to things with Henry, you couldn’t just think about yourself anymore. You wanted to be sure about him before letting him into your lives, you weren’t even sure if thats what he wanted.

You walked off the elevator on Monday morning not expecting anything. You looked towards his desk and saw Henry focused in on something on his computer screen. Thats when It started to feel like that weekend was a dream.

You dropped your stuff underneath your desk and pulled out the last few scripts you needed to finish by the end of the week. You thought you only had three left, but there was a fourth sitting on top of the stack. 

“Unfinished” was the name of it, and below that was the authors name: Henry Cavill.

You only had to read through the first few pages to realize the premise was about two star-crossed lovers who literally crossed the stars together. He only had about a dozen pages of writing so far. The last page ended with the two main characters about to kiss before the last words which were, “and I don't know where it’ll go from here, still working on it.”

From outside your office Henry must have noticed you’d read his script first because when you looked up, he had his head down in his notes, but an ever expanding smile on his lips.

That night when you left the office, you ended up in the elevator with Henry beside you. 

"Can I have your honest opinion on my story?” He said, breaking the silence.

“I think...you need to finish it.”

He looked over at you, trying to decipher the look on your face, apparently failing.

“I’m not very good at this anymore Y/n.” His answer caught you off guard.

“Good at what?” You said, turning towards him with an innocent look on your face.

“I’m just going to ask, you’ve left me no other choice really. Can I kiss you? And that’s that. I said it, out loud,” You began to laugh as he continued to ramble. “Do I regret how lame I just sounded? Absolutely, but you are too pretty for me to know what the hell I’m doing.”

“You can--kiss me, that is.” You said as non awkwardly as you could.

But Henry wasted no time before placing his hand at your jaw and leaning down into your kiss. 

You held your breath at contact, it was brief and charming at the same time. He seemed to be just as nervous as you were. 

When it ended, he pulled back, hand still holding the side of your face. Neither of you said anything but you both felt something you knew you’d been looking for for a very long time. 

You walked out into the brisk night air and it took you back to the night under the stars with him. His hand hung loosely next to yours, grabbing onto your fingers every once and awhile. 

“Where does our story go from here.” He asked, a playful hopefulness in his voice.

“No one can say, but I’m willing to follow it as far as it will take us, if you are.”

He watched you, wanting nothing more in that moment than to taste you on his lips again. But instead of that, he lifted your hand to his lips and placed a kiss to  the back of your hand and said, “I’ll follow you anywhere Y/n.”

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A Fashion Adventure Chapter 8

(Based on real gameplay of Style Savvy Fashion Forward also spoilers!)

It’s 1/28 and it’s my first full day at boutique.I leave my apartment to find Sophie and a girl.”I love your hat,Sophie!Is it new?” said the girl.Sophie looks happy “Heehee,it is!Do you like it?Our boutique’s new manager chose it for me!”

“It makes you look really cheerful!Or is that just how you’re feeling?”

“It’s both!It’s such an amazing feeling,having new clothes that really suit you.I want everyone to feel like this!At the moment I’m going around town spreading the word!”

“Haha! I’ll have to come and see what you’re so excited about!”

“Thank you very much!See you soon!” said Sophie.I decided to say hi “Good morning Sophie!”

“Oh,Beth! I’ve got us another customer!Heehee,this is so much fun! I can’t wait to find more people.Hmm…I wonder where I should try next.I’ve got it! I’ll go to Primrose Park.”

Primrose Park-This charming little spot is a pleasure to stroll through in any season and the ideal place to unwind.

Sophie continued talking”There should be lots of people there.It’s a very popular place.You should come and see it,Beth! I’m sure the boutique will be fine if you leave it for a little while.It won’t take long!”

So I headed to Primrose Park to see Sophie talking to another girl.”Sophie!Thank goodness!The most annoying thing just happened. I sat on one of the benches without realising the paint on it was wet!Of course,it’s completely ruined my clothes. I need to replace them.Do you have anything good at your boutique?”

“Oh no,that’s terrible!Yes,I think we have some good things in stock.How do you feel about trying a new style,though?”

“A new style?”

“Yes!We have a new manager.She’s a wizard at choosing clothes!”

“Ohh,I see!That sounds great.I’ll definitely call in later.”

“Thank you very much!See you soon!Hello,Beth!” said Sophie.”Hi!” I say.

“We’re picking up customers left and right!That’s three people now!Do you want to go back to the boutique and see if they’ve come in?Oh,but actually,since you’ve come all the way to the park,maybe you’d like to talk to some of the people here?Everyone’s very friendly.Feel free to go up to anyone and say hi!Although of course,you could come back after work instead.Everyone seems to be having fun.I don’t think they’ll be going home too soon.Yes,I think it should be fine!They’ll be here later if you want to come then.I’m going to go and get us some more customers!”

“Bye and good luck!” I say to Sophie.I decide to talk to people.”Primrose Park is an important place for the people around here.It has the wonderful greenery,the lake…It’s a little piece of nature in the city.It’s a great place to take a moment to forget your troubles.I do like lively,bustling places too,of course.But it’s also important to come to a quiet spot like Primrose Park to take a breather.” say the girl.

I see someone else and talk to them.”Oh,hi!Nice to meet you,I think?I mean,I’m sure it’s nice!It IS the first time we’ve met,right?I’m Noor!”

“Nice to meet you Noor!”

“I didn’t have any customer appointments,so I came to the park to see Gustav!Gustav’s a very dear friend of mine!He’s a stray dog.I don’t see him around right now, though.He’s always sleeping somewhere around here.He rolls over onto his back with his tummy in the air.It’s so cute!”

That was interesting but cute talk.I decide to head to my shop.A girl comes in and says”Oh,are you the new owner?Sophie has nothing but good things to say about you.She said that you know more about a person’s style than they do themselves.If that’s the case,then maybe you can find me a casual dress.I’ve never had a casual dress before,so I have no idea what will look good.Oh,but I have one condition!It absolutely has to be white,Ok?”

“No problem!” I say.I picked the sailor dress for her.”Take a look!” I say.”I think I’m sold already.Give it here,please!” She tries on the dress and I think the blue details suit her.”Yeah,my heart’s set on it.I’ve been after something like this!” says the girl.”It’s fun to try out something new once in a while.I’m so glad I decided to do this today.I’ll see you again later.” So I say good bye.Looks like I got more customers.”Are you the new owner of the boutique?Sophie said that I had to come and meet you,so now I’m here.Since I’m here,I might as well get something.Let’s see…I’d like to get one of my favorite things,a striped top!”

“No problem!” I say.I pick a top and say”Take a look!”

“Yep,this is exactly the sort of thing I was after.I’m going to try it on now!” as the girl changes and she looks happy.”It’s perfect for me!There’s no way I could pass this up!” The girl changes back into her clothes “Wow.Much more stylish than what I’m used to. I love it!Today’s been so much fun,I’m so happy right now!Thank you so much.I look forward to seeing you again soon!” I say bye to her.

There’s one more customer left.”I need clean clothes! I need something without paint all over it so I can go outside and show my face again!Wait,are you the new boutique owner?I know what I like and I stick to it,so I don’t want anything too different.I sat on a bench covered in wet paint and ruined the stuff I’m wearing now.But then…Sophie did say I need to try out something new.So maybe I should listen to her.Ok,forget everything I said. I want some earrings!Earrings,earrings!Now do you know what I want?BLACK EARRINGS!When do I want them?NOW!”

“No problem!” I say.I pick the triangle earrings and say “Take a look!”

“This is just the kind of thing I was looking for.Ok,let me at them!” as the girl grabs the earrings and puts them on and she is very satisfied.”Yeah,these look great! I’ve got to have them!” She puts the earrings in a small box.”Wow!Amazing! I still need some new clothes,but that can wait!Thank you so much! I’ll see you again soon.” She exits out of the store when Sophie enters and says “Beth!How’s the shop?Sorry I left it all to you!But the advertising is going really well!Several people said they’d come in later today.I don’t think they’ll be here right away,though,so do you want to take a break?There’s another place I want to show you!”

“Sounds fun!”

“Heehee,I think it will be! I’ll go out into The Avenue and wait for you!”

“A new word!” I thought so as quick as a flash I pull out my phone.

The Avenue-This cosy street in the heart of the city is flanked with gorgeous boutiques!

I decided to head to The Avenue where Sophie was waiting for me.”Oh,Beth,you’re here!Great!And I bet you’re wondering what we’re going to see…We’re going to Caprice Chalet!” I see my phone in my pocket and pull it out.

Caprice Chalet-Create your dream room at Caprice Chalet,and carve out your own personal haven!

So I head to Caprice Chalet and I love it.It looks like a big house with four smaller rooms inside.”Beth! This is a very special place for me.Oh,there’s also something I wanted to show you in the attic!Come and see!” said Sophie.So I head to the attic.

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Total Drama World Tour Rerun episode 2!

aHey guys! Before you start reading, I just wanna say that this episode is not that long and doesn’t have any challenges because I’m just posting Bianca’s past and the reaction of the other contestants! Just to give you a heads up! If you’re still here, enjoy!

Chris: Welcome back! In the last episode of World Tour Rerun....

We’ve met the contestants!

They were on the way of doing the first challenge...but...

BIANCA FAINTED!!!

Why did she faint? Does her past have something to do with it? We’ll see what happens on Total. Drama. World Tour Rerun!

(theme song)

Dawn: Well...should I tell them Bianca?

Bianca: I’ll tell them...

Heather: (Angry, but calm) Why did you faint?

Bianca: It all happened when I was a little, and we had a talent show...

My friends were stoked to finally show our talent. I wasn’t really that excited...But then it grew on me, and I wanted to sing my favorite song.

Kitty: What was your favorite song?

Bianca: Anything by BTS was my favorite.

Lindsay: I LOVE that song!!

Jo: (To Lindsay) No Lindsay. She meant any song from the playlist was her favorite.

Scott: (To himself) K-pop fan...

Lindsay: OHH! Is ‘any song’ new on the playlist?

Jo: (face palm)

Scott: (To himself) K-pop fan..

Bianca: (chuckles) The talent show was a BIG deal.. Here we was...talking about who would win..I even stayed up every night to prepare for this upcoming event. Then the next morning was the day of the talent show. Me and my friends was in class talking about what we’re doing for the talent show. I said I was singing “Serendipity”.

Kitty: Nice choice!

Scott: Like I said. K-Pop fan!

Kitty: HUSH SCOTT! LET HER SPEAK!

Bianca: Anyways, time came for the talent show, and all of my friends went on the stage and they were...TERRIFIC! Then comes me... The music came on for my song...

But then I realised...I was on a stage in front of HUNDREDS of people! I opened my eyes and I literally a second of the song, but then I stuttered, which lead to me freezing in place.

Kitty: Awww! That sucks!

Bianca: I tried to move but I stuck in place. My face ran cold as ice. And then the worst thing happened..

Everyone: WHAT?

Bianca: I automatically forgot the lyrics...I started to get stuck on words that I knew and practiced for...The other kids, including my friends, laughed at me. They all laughed at me. The room was spinning and I ran crying to the stairs in the hallways. Now, going to school, they used to call me, “Bianca the Ice Block”.

Scott: (snickers)

Jo: (punches Scott in the arm) Not funny.

Scott: (in pain) Ow...

Bianca: Til this day, I never sung in a talent show...And I never forgot the laughs and, “Bianca the Ice Block”...

Kitty: You poor thing..

Mushu: That’s the worst thing that CAN happen...

Beth: That’s so sad!

Lindsay: Yeah!

Duncan: It sucks to be the center of attention. Especially if its in a bad light...

Courtney: (to herself) Bet you didn’t say that when you kissed Gwen. You didn’t even CONSIDERED it..

Gwen: (sad, looks at Courtney) You know we can hear you right?

Courtney: I wasn’t talking to you.

Duncan: It sucks more if people who does notice your attention, DOESN’T GET OVER IT!

Courtney: It’s hard to get over something if they KISSED YOUR BOYFRIEND!

Heather: You STILL haven’t gotten over it yet?

Courtney: He was IMPORTANT to me.

Jo: That was actually kinda shallow of you to kiss Gwen Duncan...

Duncan: MIND YOUR BUSINESS! AND COURTNEY, ME AND GWEN BROKE UP ALREADY IN ALL STARS!

Courtney: So?

Heather: So get over it!

Mushu: (to himself) That’s not so easy when you and your ex is on the same show...It may lead to horrid flashbacks...

Duncan: SHUT YOUR FACE MUSHU!

Kitty: You need to chill. Besides, that’s not the point. The point is that Bianca went through embarrassment in the past and that’s why she fainted.

Heather: Right.

Beth: But then why didn’t you tell us Bianca? We could’ve picked someone else.

Bianca: I just didn’t wanna show that I wasn’t eligible to the challenge..I wanted to show you all that behind this gothic, shy, witch frame, a person who wants to ACTUALLY show my worth...But I guess it didn’t work out did it?

Kitty: Of course it didn’t, but we aren’t those people who look into a person to see their worth...Well, at least some people...

Heather: Are you referring to ME?

Kitty: Not just you...other people, who aren’t in this group, but are out there in the aftermath parts of the shows, or the people watching right now.. Some can even doubt that they’re even that person.

Bianca: I still don’t understand...What’re you trying to say?

Mushu: I think she’s trying to say that everyone goes through embarrassing moments...and that’s how we go through experiences.

Dawn: Another thing is how we react to them. We can take this as a acceptable thing and move on, or we can not let it go and---

Heather: --End up like Courtney?

Courtney: HEY!

Dawn: Yes..but it has a description for it. People that went through this like Bianca usually choose the wrong path like Courtney. They tend to not let go of things, even if its not that serious as it sounds.

Courtney: THAT’S NOT ME!!!

Duncan: BUT IT IS!

Dawn: Now, now...this isn’t about Courtney’s situation. We’ll deal with that later.

Heather: (to herself) There’s nothing too deal...

Dawn: Back to the point, Bianca’s aura is too good to take that road. I believe however, that its her decision to choose which way to go at this point.

Bianca: Dawn’s right. I plan to choose to go for it. I to do what I haven’t done because of public embarrassment..

Courtney: So you’ll do it?

Bianca: Sure.

Courtney: GREAT. Now we’ll just have to wait til..TOMORROW...

Everyone: (groans)

Scott: (to dawn) you really are sometimes a good person

Dawn: thanks. I do what I can.

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TAZ NORMAL AU THING

THB HOUSEHOLD - MAGNUS, MERLE, TAAKO (And Steven the Fish)

part one / part two / part three

Merle works at Home Depot and is the one keeping most of the plants alive

Magnus is a carpenter. He's got his own lil business going.

Taako works at the gas station and has seen A Lot.

They're all roommates and live together in [Town 1]

Magnus wants a dog but the landlord says no :(((

I feel like Taako still does a bunch of witchcraft-y stuff

At first, Merle does most of then cooking because Taako hates cooking for others but at one point he slowly starts getting back into it and then he's just the only one who cooks.

No one else is allowed in the kitchen. No one. Get out.

Taako used to work for a fancy restaurant but one day a bunch of people got rlly bad food poisoning and some people even died and he quit and he's been at the gas station ever since

However at one point when Merle and Magnus were watching tv, something about the restaurant came up, new evidence on the case, Sazed's arrest.

“Taako you should come see this”

“I hate the news fuck off?”

“Dude I think you'd actually be Very interested in this come here”

“Uuuggghhhhh- holy shhit my dudes that's my old manager- what the fuck. What the fuck?”

After that he gets back in the swing of cookin' for his friendos.

Merle has two kids and an ex wife

He sends money back to them often enough.

They were kept a secret from Taako and Magnus until one Christmas- i mean Candle Nights in which he got a letter from them and Magnus and Taako got ahold of it

“YOU HAVE CHILDREN?”

“YEAH I DO SHUT UP YOU DIRTY SNEAKS”

It's fine no one is too ‘Holy shit what the fuck’

Prior to THB living together, Magnus lived with his wife, and his father-in-law & mentor, Steven.

They were killed by an explosion planted by the old mayor. Magnus was out of town at the time.

They were expecting a child

Merle and Taako were unaware of this part for a long while. They had to use context clues at first but that gave them the wrong answer and when they confronted Magnus about it, Magnus gave them the fuller story.

They were at Goodwill or something and Magnus got caught up looking at baby shoes.

Merle and Taako added that along with the few times they'd seen Magnus with small child and he got hella choked up and decided something like.

“He's probably just upset he'll never get to have kids y'know.”

“I mean he probably could.”

“He's way too devoted to his dead wife i dont think so pal”

“alright true. so hes sad he can't have kids and grow old with the lady he loves.”

They corner him in his room and talk about it. He's carving something and he mostly stays focused on that when talking until he gets way way way too choked up and has to put it down.

“We- we've talked about... Julia before, yeah?”

“Yyyep.” “Mhmm.”

“Well. Um. Be- before she, she died, we...” shaky hands strike the wood and maybe this isn't a good idea. “We were... expecting. A baby. She was pregnant, and,” he almost cuts his thumb so knife gets to go down now. “...yeah.” 

this is officially worse than what Taako and Merle thought.

It's not a great day.

They'll get better, though.

There's still bad days but they get more manageable.

Flash forward, Taako gets himself a boyfriend.

I need to find a way to work in “Hey thug whats your name” bc thats. how i physically need them to meet. idk how tho.

Anyways they go on their first date at the fuckin' Chug and Squeeze and at first Kravitz isn't entirely sure that it's a date and not just like ‘Two bros, chillin at the Chug&Squeeze, three feet apart cuz they're not gay!’ but it becomes abundantly clear that this is a date

Also followed up when they're walking home, Taako gets a call from Lup that literally just starts out 'hey slut whats up' 'im on a date why are you calling me'

“You're on a DATE? With who? Do I need to beat them up? HEY SKANK WHAT'S YOUR NAME TOUCH MY BABY BROTHER AND DIE“ “LUP WE'RE THE SAME AGE GOODBYE sorry about her anyways um walk me home?”

Kravitz, his face very red because Lup is a very loud girl and most of that conversation was in fact audible to him: ok

What is Merle's relationship? With anyone? It's assumed he's dating Davenport. He also is fond of Lucretia.

“Are you dating Davenport??“ Magnus asks, eyeing him suspiciously.

“I think so.” Merle shrugs.

“Ohh my god. Oh my god.” Taako says from the couch. “Incredible.”

Magnus is the third wheel of forever.

Not just in his friends romantic settings though sometimes Lup and Taako will go on lunch dates and 'hey wanna come' 'yeah sure' flash forward 'ohkay ive said about six words this entire hour'

He'll tag along with Carey and Killian from time to time

Killian isn't. Toooo entirely fond of this but its not often enough to be like 'nope this is too much'

He went with them (the second time) to visit Carey's new [niece/nephew] and got to hold them and he started crying

(Killian later told Taako and Merle about this and it was part of their Clues For Sad Magnus)

(In reality he was just super happy for them because look at this tiny beautiful baby!!! so healthy!!! you made this!!!!! he's a weeper)

(Magnus is a total weeper and you can take that from my dead gay hands)

Both Taako and Merle are allergic to cats

This does not keep Taako from petting street cats though.

Taako is allergic to peanuts and will avoid using them in his cooking if he can get away with it.

The only pets they have is Steven the Fish who lives in a giant tank with some guppies and a sucker fish.

Merle has a few of his plants named.

“This is Beth, Abigail, and Petersburg.” They're well loved.

Taako has a number of herbs and stuff which also have names.

“This is Shub-Niggurath, Yig, Cthylla, and Nyarlathotep.” They're also well loved, but mostly by me.

Taako and Lup sibling dates though.

They happen constantly too. They’ll go to other restaurants together and rant about boyfriends and friends and life.

Sometimes they’ll go shopping together and they’re definitely the most obnoxious customers in the store

THB have like two restaurants they’ll go to like at least once a month

They have an order to tell who’s paying 

One of the restaurants they go to has a gumball machine. Some of the gumballs have Nerds in them.

They’re very passionate about Nerds gumballs.

This is also where Leon works so every few weeks the boys come in and his happiness dies because they’re so loud and yell about the fucking gumballs 

[I wrote a thing about it here read it]

Magnus runs his own little carpentry shop with a few employees who frankly mostly just deliver the stuff and run the money and all that shit. Magnus is mostly the only guy workin’ the wood.

When the time came, he helped Carey propose to Killian. Actually it was a little bit of all three of them, but Magnus and Carey came up with the plan.

He also literally carved her a fucking engagement ring

He was her best man at the wedding.