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Crab Day
okay, so here's a new info post from the top.
the problem: tumblr is extremely extremely in debt. the current model is not profitable. this is why they are trying to turn the site into a shit clone of every other social media site, so they can attract new users and their money.
solution: not a ton of people can afford a long-term subscriptions like ad-free. however, many of us CAN afford $3 to inflict crabs on another unsuspecting user. (and those that can't, can still enjoy crabs everywhere)
the idea: in the grand traditions of mishapocalypses and goncharovs and tumblr users' obsession with [random inconsequential thing] Days, we create a fund drive/holiday on July 29th, dubbed Crab Day. buy your friends crabs. buy your enemies crabs. blaze posts. post memes. change ur icon. whatever. actually put your money where your mouth is and show @staff that there actually IS profit motive to listen to the current users about what we want this site to look like. (and yes, that means accessibility features too. we currently have zero leverage to demand these features. let's change that.)
i don't know if this will actually go anywhere. worst case scenario, a few of us have fun, tumblr gets a small amount of money, and nothing changes. best case though, we actually provide incentive to keep our stupid hellsite unique.
#crab day#hello i am stealing the idea#ok i'll stop posting about it now i just wanted something to put in the tag
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SPORTS CAR [2] –
↳ lando norris + singer!piastri!reader
⌗ :: masterlist
⌗ :: a/n: ok im lazy so its the same intro pics. also in my head sports car = lando like i dont make the rules. a little something before i go on break for a whileee
⌗ :: pt1 ,, a bet not so bad ,,



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ynofficial and yet another post that has no cohesion (or explanation) and yet im posting it anyway :)
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user1 ok so.. my jaw dropped.
user2 the entire grid posting about this in one morning im unwell.
user3 why is there a photo of lando.... why is he featuring more than the others...
f1 it was lovely to see everyone awake and together against their will this morning
ynoffical it was totally worth the 4am start
user4 f1 admin how i love you
user5 this post makes no sense yet so much sense at the same time
user6 my thoughts are simply lanyn
landonorris how dare u post that picture of me
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ynofficial we're so back baby!!! hello londonnn
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landonorris have u decided yet?
ynofficial tf leave me alone lando
landonorris i just want an answer excuse me
user1 ur right i want answer to whatever this is about
user2 i literally died the show was my favourite thing in existence
user3 and if i sobbed bc i didn't get tickets
user4 im still waiting for an answer to the 27 posts from the drivers and her
user5 release another song from the album PLEASE
ynofficial sooon 😉
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landonorris im your guy, i wont waste your time, lets go ride, lets go ride
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user1 LIVES WERE CHANGED
user2 unfortunately im going to need answers NOW
oscarpiastri no.
landonorris yes.
ynofficial stop.
ynofficial u nearly tipped the cart for that photo, you still owe me a favour for that
landonorris its not forgotten if you say yes.
oscarpiastri say no
landonorris you're not apart of this
oscarpiastri i am now
user3 SAY YES TO WHAT?!?!?!
user4 im starting a lanyn support group for all of the emotional turmoil you're putting us through
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f1unofficial y/n l/n and lando norris were seen leaving a wedding this weekend in between y/n's famous tour, when they were asked what they were doing, y/n responded with "i lost a bet and an argument with him so i had no choice"
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user1 its bad, im getting updates from f1unofficial oh god help me
user2 they just need to announce that they're in love and getting married to the world and everything will be right again
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ynofficial a little something while u wait for the album... sports car out now ! go check out the mv <3
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user1 i need two to seven work days to recover from the music video
user2 she had ALL the drivers feature??? the power.
user3 no no back up WHY WAS LANDO POSTING THESE LYRICS DAYS BEFORE?????
user5 GIVE ME ANSWERS PLEASE
landonorris i stole the show in the mv
user4 shut up im still not over her going to ur mom's vow renewal
oscarpiastri the only time i'll ever accept u driving in a ferrari or a mercedes
ynofficial i drove a mclaren too??
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post to story ౨ৎ jude bellingham
pairing: jude bellingham x f!reader
summary: when attempting to document a trip to madrid becomes a soft launch.
warnings & notes : reader has something already established with jude, is good friends with jobe, and other people in jude's circle. in my head i imagine that the set of stories are spread out throughout the day or week!! also sorry the plot is so loose 😔
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💌 judebellingham has replied to your story:
when did you get here
why didn't you say anything
are you still out?
yourusername
yeah
see you in 10
you know where i am bellingham
judebellingham
you're the worst
i'll be there in 5
💌 gioareyna has replied to your story:
ain't no way
yourusername
no hello? hi ??
a waving emoji would've been enough too tbh
gioareyna
yeah you don't deserve that rn
don't do anything i wouldn't do
yourusername
not exactly sure what that means but
thanks dad
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the dots...
yourusername
there are no dots
jobebellingham
if you say so..
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💌 jobebellingham has replied to your story:
looks an awful lot like my brother
yourusername
blehhhhh
jobebellingham
you're the worst
yourusername
and you sound just like your brother
jobebellingham
oh! you're definitely the worst!
💌 camavinga has replied to your story:
no need to tease us
we know who
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teasing is my specialty
camavinga
keep that between you and jude
yourusername
who said it was jude 🤨.
camavinga
yeah ok 😂😂😂😂
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your song choice is making it seem like i'm some whore
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...
judebellingham
wow
i see how it is mate
yourusername
no need to mate me now
judebellingham
?
pretty sure you'd like that
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i think that's more than enough out of you jude
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💌 trentarnold66 has replied to your story:
tell me the lad put on a good show at least
yourusername
not better than you
trentarnold66
obviously not better than me
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but still
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HELLO??? THEYVE CONNECTED??
yourusername
what are you talking about
jobebellingham
THE DOTS
yourusername
STOP.
jobebellingham
i knew it...
yourusername
my turn now
you're the worst
jobebellingham
🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️
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didn't know you were in the stands
why didn't you tell me you wanted to watch
yourusername
didn't want you offering me the same seats you give every other girl
or the goal dedication
judebellingham
bit presumptuous of you
who says i would've offered you seats
or dedicated my goal to you
yourusername
oh?
you wouldn't have?
judebellingham
of course i would've
would've written your name on my undershirt
blown a kiss and everything
yourusername
same treatment every other girl gets?
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judebellingham
there aren't any other girls
yourusername
that's not what a certain someone said 🤐
judebellingham
i'm killing jobe
yourusername
just kidding
your mother got me that seat
judebellingham
i told her to do it
yourusername
yeah sure
good job today brum boy
judebellingham
me when they say good boy 😝
yourusername
I DID NOT SAY GOOD BOY
judebellingham
you did now 🤤🤤🤤
yourusername
you are SICK.
judebellingham
sooo... see you at 5?
yourusername
can i say no?
judebellingham
no
yourusername
��🙄🙄 see you at 5 then i guess
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💌 camavinga has replied to your story:
kiss already
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EDUARDO.
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your plausible deniability is running out btw...
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no it's not
innocent until proven guilty actually
jobebellingham
mum said you stayed over
yourusername
ON THE COUCH
jobebellingham
WITH JUDE
yourusername
you know what
i'm not arguing with you jobe
jobebellingham
cause you would lose
yourusername
no
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jobebellingham
why can't you guys just give it up
it's not like you have to tell the world
but you don't have to lie to me
yourusername
...
it's cause me and your brother aren't anything jobe
jobebellingham
GIVE IT UP ALREADY
yourusername
i'm serious jobe
we haven't talked about it
jobebellingham
so you went all the way to madrid to see a guy who won't ask you out officially
yourusername
not just any guy 🙄
he's your brother
ALSO I DID NOT GOT TO MADRID JUST FOR THAT
jobebellingham
he's just another guy if he won't ask you out officially yn
he is my brother but stand up ☝🏻😀
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can you stop being real with me jobe what the flip
FINE
i will start the conversation
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1:27 AM
jude
yn
uhhhhh
??
grrrrrrrrrr
you alright?
AHHHHHHHH
AHHHHH
why are we screaming
jude you know i like you right
i like you too yn
what is happening
jude what are we
oh wow
yn you are ruining it
oh
NO
that came out so horrifically wrong
i'm so sorry
what i meant to say is
i have dinner reservations for 2 at 6pm
and you just spoiled your own surprise
ohh
nice save jude
🙄🙄.
fine
yn you make me really happy
and i hate that i haven't brought this up earlier
would you let me be your boyfriend
weeeeeee
okay now you're ruining it
i'll see you at 6 mate
wow...
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💌 camavinga has replied to your story:
so can you finally admit it was jude
yourusername
🙄🙄.
camavinga
have fun tonight 😉😏😏
yourusername
EDUARDO CAMVINGA.
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camavinga
i didn't say anything 🤔🤔
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did he ask you out
yourusername
yes...
jobebellingham
are you guys together now
yourusername
yes...
jobebellingham
so the dots connected
yourusername
yeah...
jobebellingham
go ahead
yourusername
you're the best jobe
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did you never see that clip dortmund posted
yourusername
which one
gioareyna
who wouldn't you let date your sister
yourusername
... i saw it
gioareyna
congrats though
he's yours to deal with now
yourusername
i'm sure you could steal him back anytime
gioareyna
let me know if he's too much for you to handle
i'll take him off your hands
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really?
the last story was unnecessary i think
yourusername
yeah he's a little odd looking
but he's my boyfriend
judebellingham
...
yourusername
speechless?
judebellingham
i have a bad feeling this is just the beginning
yourusername
of our relationship 💔💔?
judebellingham
no
good feeling about that
bad feeling about
your future story posts...
yourusername
yeah you're probably right
don't get caught lacking now mate
judebellingham
again with the mate...
can you go back to calling me your odd looking boyfriend
yourusername
alright
if that's what you prefer mr. odd looking boyfriend
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💌 jobebellingham has replied to your story:
wow this is brutal
💌 gioareyna has replied to your story:
oh he is not living this down
💌 camavinga has replied to your story:
poor jude
💌 trentarnold66 has replied to your story:
give the lad a break
💌 judebellingham has replied to your story:
this is just cruel
and evil
and mean
and
:(
yourusername
isn't my boyfriend just the cutest lil guy ever?
judebellingham
well if you put it that way...
yeah
yourusername
great! so it's staying up
i'm gonna add it to my highlights too
judebellingham
you evil woman...
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yourusername silly strange odd boyfriend making silly strange odd faces on our silly one year anniversary 🤍
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camavinga he never learns does he 🤦♂️
yourusername nope!
jobebellingham he's finally moved up to feed post 🥳
yourusername yep! 🥳
judebellingham WHY DID YOU POST THEM IN THAT ORDER
yourusername wdym
judebellingham why didn't you post the normal one first
yourusername cause that is least representative of my boyfriend duh..
judebellingham ...
judebellingham one day i will get you back for this...
yourusername never🥸
judebellingham one of many years to come 🫶🏽
yourusername almost makes me feel bad for the order of the pictures
yourusername jk
yourusername 🤍🤍
judebellingham yeah 🙄 love you too🤍🤍
yourusername thanks mate 🤍🤍
judebellingham ...
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Tell Me
Dean Winchester x Reader
Talk of period sex
NSFW happenings
You'd known the moment you snatched away from Dean's hand that you'd end up having to explain why. You could blame it on post fight adrenaline, the need to clear bodies and get the hell out of dodge or even just wanting to get a shower before first aid being administered.
You saw him and Sam exchange a look before the three of you made quick work of cleaning up, getting victims to safety and putting the town in your rear view mirror.
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You loved Dean and hoped like hell just this once he'd let it go, you were too damn embarrassed to admit what was going on. You sat in the backseat of the impala, dozing off and watching mile markers fly by.
You woke up when Dean asked Sam if Chinese and the Copper Bird Inn sounded good to him. You glanced up about the time Dean glanced in the mirror "Good with you too sweetheart?" You nodded and he half smiled "Ok then. Sammy, you grab the rooms and I'll go grab the Chinese"
You sat at the small table in the room while Sam sat next to you and Dean sat across from you. Anytime the three of you ate Chinese it always ended up with everyone stealing everyone's food so it was a habit by now to ask for empty containers for mixing purposes. The boys were talking about a case Bobby had called about and you were focusing on a hot shower and an attempt at some sleep.
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You nearly choked on air however when Dean absent-mindedly reached across the table to brush his fingers across your arm that was closest to him. It was a simple touch, an innocent one that he'd done even long before the two of you had confronted your feelings for each other. He said it helped him calm down after a hunt or to focus if he's talking about the next hunt. It was certainly not something you should've had such a reaction to.
Him and Sam cut their eyes at each other and you could feel your cheeks warm. "Is the chicken spicier than usual?" Dean raised an eyebrow and shook his head "are you ok baby?" You nearly drew blood with how hard you bit your cheek when he called you baby before nodded "I think I'm just tired"
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The boys decided to call it a night too so Dean walked with you next door to Sam's room where you and him had a room with two queen sized beds as well. That was all the hotel had left. You were starting to be greatful for it.
The moment you stepped into the room Dean slipped his arms around your waist and pulled you back against him "Are you sure you're ok? You've been acting a little off this entire hunt"
You turned to face him, letting a playful smile slip onto your face "You doubting my skills Winchester?" He grinned "Never in a million years honey but if something's wrong between us you'd tell me wouldn't you?" You felt a twinge of guilt, you'd been too concerned at your own feelings to take his into account. "Of course Dean. There's nothing wrong with us baby. I promise" he smiled "ok" then brushed a soft kiss against your lips.
Dean took you at your words. Maybe you pulling away from him was just a post fight adrenaline thing, maybe you acting off was nothing he needed to worry about. There was still that voice at the back of his mind nagging him. The two of you had been friends for so many years before becoming more, he thought there wasn't a lot you wouldn't trust him with but he felt like there was something going on and when you refused to shower with him that all but confirmed something was wrong.
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He stepped out the shower with intention to talk to you, maybe even convince you into talking with a backrub with stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you were laying on the bed closest to the door. "No ma'am" he spoke without thinking.
You turned to face him, confusion clouding your face "What's wrong baby?" He wiped a hand down his face before starting to count off on his fingers "You acted off the whole time we were talking to victims families, You wouldn't let me check on you after the hunt, you didn't even want to get rooms separate from Sammy, you choked on air from me touching me, you refused to shower me with me now you're on the bed closest to the door which you know I've never let you do and I'm not letting it go with you saying nothings wrong. Something is wrong. Tell me. Now"
You covered your face with your hands and mumbled something. He crossed the floor in maybe three steps before he was on the bed with you, gently pulling your hands from your face "What?"
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You should not have been this embarrassed but damn your exes and your mother had pushed such a sense of shame into you about it. Staring into the bright green eyes of the man you loved it seemed so stupid to be worried that Dean of all people would judge you for any reason "My period came two weeks early"
He nodded slowly "Do you needs pads or tampons or something?" You shook your head "No I always pack my period panties just in case" his brow furrowed "Sweetheart I'm not getting what's wrong" you closed your eyes "You, Dean" "Me?" He sounded so offended and only then did you realize what you said.
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You opened your eyes and saw the hurt in his. You grabbed his hands and could feel your cheeks warm "You know my hormones are a bitch during my period" he nodded then his expression turned from hurt to humor "Are you turned on sweetheart and didn't know how to tell me?"
"Dean Winchester everything you fucking do turns me on. When we were talking to victims families, You kept putting your hand on my lower back. That thing you do when you barely let your fingers graze my arm" you shivered lightly as he slowly crawled up the bed kissing what of your flesh your tank top and shorts gave him access to.
"The way you see yourself as just a foot soldier and you're so much more. You're such an amazing man.." his fingers joined his lips exploring what of your flesh wasn't covered by clothing and you gave a light whimper "and you in a fight..that's a thing of beauty" your voice was nearly a whisper when his mouth found your neck, lips working at your pulse point.
"There's no one I could ever want or love more than you" he practically growled into your skin before leaning back to look into your eyes "You've had me scared I was losing you. I don't ever want to feel like that" he caught your lips in a gentle kiss, tongue teasing against yours. "I'm sorry Dean"
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"Next time just tell me what you need" he laughed before pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it. Your eyes widened "Dean, I'm bleeding" he grinned "When has blood ever bothered me?" He reached for your tank and when you leaned up to let him pull it off he winked at you before leaning down to roll one of your nipples before his teeth.
Your back arched off the bed and Dean chuckled, the vibration going through your body before he pulled away from you "like I'd deny myself seeing that reaction out of you?" His hand slipped between your legs, rubbing your clothed core "Dean, I don't need any teasing or hardly any foreplay. I want you inside of me...please"
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The look he gave you could've made you could undone on its on. "Well look who finally learned her words like a good girl" he rutted his hips down against yours and a gasp left you when you felt how hard he already was "see that? That's what you do to me sweetheart. Don't ever think you can't ask me for what you want"
Before you could say anything he was pulling your shorts off your legs tossing them to the side then standing up long enough to slip his sweatpants off. He crawled back onto the bed, hooking your legs around his waist as he lined himself up with your core "Anytime you want me, just tell me" with that he pushed into you pulling a moan from you both.
He leaned forward to catch your lips in a searing kiss and the angle had you practically melting and he hadn't even moved yet. He grinned into the kiss "Fuck you feel amazing baby" you laughed breathlessly "Took the words out of my mouth"
He tentatively rolled his hips and when your head fell back against the pillow he must have gotten the confirmation he needed because he kissed your neck and said "I love you. Tell me if anything is too much"
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The grip Dean had on your hips was bruising, the only sounds in the room was flesh meeting flesh and your breathy moans. He'd made you come so many times your legs were shaking around him as he worked you towards one more orgasm.
You knew your neck and chest was peppered with marks from his lips as his neck and chest was marked from yours and his back was marked from your nails. You felt his hips start to falter just slightly as one hand came up to wrap around your neck just tight enough to force your eyes open and your attention onto him "I want to see you come apart one more time baby. You got one more for me sweetheart?" You nodded weakly and he smiled "Yeah? Yeah my girl got one more for me, then I'll help you clean up and we can go to the other bed for some sleep"
You nodded again and he laughed "Did somebody learn to tell me when she needs me?" You tried to nod but he slowed his thrusts causing you to whine slightly "Words baby" "I did. Promise, I'll tell you Dean" "Good girl" he cooed before snapping his hips forward, causing a moan of his name to escape you as your orgasm washed over you before he buried himself inside of you with a final deep thrust and you felt when he came, coating inside of you.
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The two of you laid there like that, him still inside of you while you both worked to get your breathing back to normal. He gripped your chin gently and placed a soft kiss on your lips before saying "I mean it baby. Anything you need from me, anytime never be afraid or embarrassed to tell me" you smiled sleepily "I promise" he kissed the tip of your nose then your forehead "Cmon. I'll help you shower"
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maintaining/creating a social life⋆.ೃ࿔*:・🧁
ok so i used to have HORRIBLE social anxiety and i think that the contrast between me with social anxiety and me now is INSANE. in a good way ofc. so im not going to talk about how i overcame social anxiety, instead im going to talk about how i created a social life ✨
MAKING FRIENDS ;
the science of making friends is simple and im about to explain it. so go to where there are ppl that u can relate to/want to relate to. example being school, clubs, etc.
next, observe who u want to befriend and make sure to start with a compliment. starting off by introducing urself just makes for an awkward conversation but starting with a compliment puts u and the other party at ease.
something thats rly important is ur CHARISMA and ur magnetic energy so be CHARMING ✨ if u find that the other party is not reciprocating its either they're uncomfy, uninterested, or just a weirdo. and in all cases, you should stop.
MAKING FRIENDS THRU FRIENDS ;
make friends with your friends friends -> make friends with their friends -> and so on and so forth. this is how you network and create a friendly status with lots of people.
if ur in a school setting like i am, make friends with people in ur own grade or in a higher up grade, i dont usually make friends with ppl in lower grades but ofc there are always exceptions.
making friends through friends is how u get invited to parties, have more opportunities be available to you, and ofc network for more connections. guys connections are literally EVERYTHING.
MAKE TIME FOR UR FRIENDS ;
make sure to learn who u call friends. when is their birthday? do they have specific preferences? what kind of music do they listen to? knowing ur friends makes them feel special and thats how u learn to be a good friend. i can make a whole POST about being a good friend cuz i've learned and grown so much with that.
THE POWER OF A COMPLIMENT ;
make it ur mission to give a compliment everyday cuz first off, being nice is HOT so pls be nice and second of all, if ur trying to talk to someone and u start with a compliment i promise that it'll go so much better.
if ur thinking "thats so awkward how will i do that" then the category dont be shy is one that u gotta read cuz girl 💀. if u need an example i'll provide one from my own experience so u can see the power of a compliment.
there was this girl in my spanish class and i always thought that she was so pretty and she seemed so nice. one day we bump into each other in the bathroom and i compliment her hair and makeup, she responds well. we continue to have friendly interactions throughout the rest of the school year and now we are good friends on and off campus.
DONT BE SHY ;
when u make friends please please PLEASE work on ur confidence first. you need to be SURE of yourself. if not, when ur being friendly it could come off as desperation and ppl will humiliate, make fun of and take advantage of u. and thats NOT hot.
be CONFIDENT, you literally have nothing to lose. when u shed ur shyness (thru things like exposure therapy etc) a whole new world is opened up for u bcuz sometimes the only thing holding u back is urself and ur limiting beliefs about urself.
MAKE UR PERSONALITY SHINE ;
make sure that know ur own personality and from knowing that u can find ways in which u can make it shine. no matter what ur personality is though, something that i cannot stress enough is BE NICE.
be friendly and amicable with everyone and stay out of drama and if drama comes to you then stay unbothered 😭. dont try and uproot ur own personality to copy someone else's.
#honeytonedhottie⭐️#becoming that girl#it girl#self care#self love#that girl#it girl energy#advice#girlhood#dream girl#dream girl tips#dream life#friendship#social life#social butterfly#princess#hyper femininity#hyper feminine#doll#self improvement#self growth#self development#being a good friend#be nice#self concept#confidence#confidence tips#self confidence
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Three | Reader X Carlos Sainz X Rebecca Donaldson
really short, I just needed to deal with this idea before I combust, but it was made with love ❤️
English is not my first language
Warnings: online bs, haters
Face claim: Anne-Marie
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Imrebeccad Weekend with mine truly 🤍
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Carlossainz55 Guapas!! Liked by the author ❤️
Ynishere The 😝 duo is here!
User2 The way she puts her bestie first is iconic
User6 bros before hoes!!!!!!
User9 can we talk about how y/n looks like Rebecca and Carlos emo daughter?
→ ynishere @/carlossainz55 @/imrebeccad they're calling you both old!
→ user9 I'M NOT
→ carlossainz55 @/ynishere you're too young!
→ ynishere I'M 5 YEARS YOUNGER THAN YOU THAT'S NOT MUCH
User14 Carlos comment tho 😐
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Ynishere Pretty women only 🙏🏼
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Imrebeccad I love you, pretty! ❤️😝
→ ynishere love you too, bella! 🧡😝
Carlossainz55 Hermosas de mi corazón Liked by the author & imrebeccad
User8 if I was Rebecca I would be screaming and crying with Carlos comments on yn's posts, like what does he mean BEAUTIFUL OF MY HEART? No, please kill me already
User3 literally a family
User22 the only place yn is not giving emo is the beach
→ ynishere Forgive me father for I have sin 🙏🏼🙏🏼
Landonorris Carlos in the back, thinking about how he managed to the girl
→ ynishere I also got the girl!
→ landonorris and the boy this comment was deleted by the author
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Carlossainz55 Great company ❤️
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User44 nuh uh! This is weird as shit! If Carlos is not cheating, he definitely wants to!
imrebeccad My favourite company, my two favourite persons in the entire world!
User66 everyone is dressed so nice and yn is in a hoodie... How did Carlos choose to cheat on Rebecca WITH HER?
Ynishere Maybe I do look like the weird daughter...
→ imrebeccad don't fuel the daughter allegations!
→ carlossainz55 I'm not old enough to be your father, please, stop
→ ynishere you two are boring...
User56 ok Rebecca, love, she WANTS YOUR MAN!
Landonorris Lucky man
User86 100% not emo any more
Imrebeccad posted a story

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Thnks fr th Mmrs - Fall Out Boys

Ynishere Carlos real reaction to the first pic, like 100% real! No clickbait ❌
(got tired of high heels, never again)
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User76 I don't know who's more of a whore around here
User49 Since when this became a whore house?!
Imrebeccad Nice job with the censoring!
→ ynishere thank you!
User98 So Rebecca is the whore, but Carlos what in...
User44 the girl befriended Rebecca just to try to end her relationship, SUCH A BITCH
carlossainz55 caught in 4K as you might say
→ ynishere glad you know
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Carlossainz55 I wasn't supposed to post this, so I'll deal with the consequences of this later, but I have something to tell you guys. I've been seen so many shitty comments on yn's posts, calling her all sort of names that doesn't describe her in the least! She is the most caring, loving, funny, energetic, talkative person I ever met. Everything Rebecca and I can say are good things, and see people that don't know her at all talking shit gives me a headache. Yn say she doesn't care because it is not true, but I know she cares, so I came here to straight things up, I'm not cheating on anyone, Rebecca neither, we're just three people that love each other, and will keep loving each other till death, you liking it or not. Please be respectful with the two girls that I love, they don't deserve all this bullshit.
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Ynishere I'm too punk rock, I can't cry!
→ imrebeccad she is in fact crying
Ynishere I love you two so much!!!
User4 oh
User66 didn't expect this one
Landonorris Is the Spanish accent, isn't it?
→ ynishere yes
→ imrebeccad it helps
Charlesleclerc FINALLY JESUS CHRIST
Scuderiaferarri PR will contact you soon they're currently crying and shipping the new throuple (can't blame them) and @/Williamsracing good luck next year
→ Williamsracing We're READY! Blue will suit you well @/ynishere
→ ynishere @/Williamsracing I love you already 💙
Imrebeccad my two true loves ❤️
Danielricciardo ok, why all the juicy stuff happens after I got out?
#carlos sainz x reader#rebecca donaldson#carlos sainz x reader x rebecca donaldson#f1 x reader#f1 social media au#poly! f1#poly!f1
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Chapter 5- The Finish Line
Arranged For Love (Carlos Sainz Jr x Reader)
Series Masterlist
Summary- And they lived Happily Ever After
No face claim. All the pictures are from Pinterest
Warning- Mention of death


Carlos and his family flew in for the funeral. He saw his wife, a shell of a person she was. She couldn't stop crying and barely ate anything. "Y/N, you have to eat. Grandma wouldn't be happy if you do this" Carlos reasoned. "If she's that unhappy, tell her to come and feed me herself" Y/N stated. Carlos hugged her, rubbing her back. "Everything will be okay. She's in a better place" Carlos whispered. "I just wish that better place was still with us" Y/N cried. The families stayed for a couple days, wishing their final good byes to Anika.
Once the burial was done and everyone had settled back home, "You should move in with me" Carlos said as he was getting ready to leave. "A change of scenery would do you well." Carlos explained. "I'll probably be going back to college. The restrictions are easing up and classes for the next semester will be on campus" Y/N said. "Until then you can come to the races with me" Carlos smiled. Y/N nodded. "I'll see you at your home race then" she said.
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y/n.y/l/n Home Race!!!🍾🎉
carlossainz55 you should come to all the races now❤️ landonorris it was so nice meeting the woman he wouldn't stop talking about🤔 charles_leclerc landonorris I agree🤌 avathetraveller the date vibes are emmaculate👌👌 user3 who is this and why is she posting Carlos?🙄🙄
2022
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y/n.y/l/n Finally done with college until I decide to get another degree😏
carlossainz55 so proud of you, hermosa😘😘 landonorris congratulations❤️ scuderiaferrari we might have an opening if you're looking for a job🫣 y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari yes please🥹 charles_leclerc congratulations❤️ user4 the last picture...I have many questions😅😅
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y/n.y/l/n Life for the past few months🤭🤭
carlossainz55 best birthday yet❤️😏 Liked by Author maxverstappen1 you're worse than I am at golf and that's saying something🫣 y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 Shut up! I will not take this slander. I started like a few weeks ago, unlike somebody😤😤 user5 I think she's dating Carlos, what a life?!🥺🥺 user6 I wish I was her, dating Carlos and travelling the world😭😭 user7 Carlos cooking will be the death of me🤤🤤



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y/n.y/l/n From only being able to FaceTime you to being able to kiss you whenever I want, we've come a long way😭😭
carlossainz55 yes we have. Also the last picture is a lie, I'll have everyone know😤 y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 please, you parents follow me😭 carlossainz55 to my parents, you might be grandparents soon😏 y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 OMG!! I hate you😣😣 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n no you don't😉😏 user8 OK, TMI GUYS TMI🙄🙄 user9 we might have Carlos jr jr, IDK how I feel about that🫣🫣 user10 she's so cute, kinda hard to hate on her😤😪 user11 LDR to moving in, I'm so happy for them😭 user12 Carlos is a menace😂😂
2023
After moving in together, the two of them were enjoying spending more time together. They were cuddling in bed when Carlos realised that he really loved her and he couldn't imagine his life without her. He did like her when they got married but he felt like she deserved everything since she made him so happy and content.
That's when Carlos put his plan into action. He never got the chance to propose to her so he decided to plan a trip and flew them out to the French country side. He had everything planned. They drove up to the location which he had disappeared off to decorate a few hours back. Y/N had no clue that Carlos was planning something like this. Her jaw was on the floor when she saw the set up; she had tears in her eyes. "For me?" she asked. "Only for you" Carlos said. As the two sat together watching the beautiful scenery, "Y/N, I've known you only for a few years but you've made my life so much better. I can't imagine my life without you. Every day I thank your grandmother for bringing us together." Carlos said. "I love you Carlos, you make me so happy" Y/N smiled back, holding in tears. "I love you so much that's why, even though we are married" Carlos laughed pulling out a ring, Y/N's eyes widened, she saw Carlos get on one knee, "Will you marry me? Again" Carlos asked. "yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I'd marry you a thousand no a million times" she shouted hugging him.
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y/n.y/l/n He proposed🥹🥹
carlossainz55 I want to spend the rest of eternity with you❤️ carlossainzoficial the cutest couple landonorris about time😌 charles_leclerc congratulations!!🎉 scuderiaferrari we are so happy for the couple❤️ fernandoalonso congratulations you both! user13 OMG!! Carlos is engaged!!!🥲🥲 user14 The proposal is straight out of Pinterest😭😭 user15 I'm kinda excited to see their wedding pictures now😭 user16 did Carlos plan the proposal out on his own?? he's so romantic🥲
2024
Carlos and Y/N decided to renew their vows on their 4th anniversary. The other's had no clue that this was a vow renewal and thought that the pair were finally getting married after dating for 4 years.
Ava planned a crazy bachelorette for Y/N with all their friends from school and university.
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y/n.y/l/n I think I drank my weight in alcohol last night👌👌
avatraveller best bachelorette ever🤤🤤 jessiejames Can't believe you're getting married🤧🤧 alexandrasaintmleux prettiest bride to be ever!!🥵🥵 user17 I'm laughing🤣🤣🤣 user18 I want to be friends with her, they look like a lot of fun🥹🥹 user19 the theme of the party is killing me😂😂 user20 she has the best friends🥹🥹
Everyone had gathered for the wedding. All the drivers, both their families and friends were invited. Everyone who wasn't at their first wedding didn't know that this was a second one. Y/N still wore the necklace her grandmother gave her on her wedding day.
As Carlos waited for Y/N to walk down the aisle with her dad, Ivan had tears in his eyes as he walked his daughter down the aisle for the second time but this time without his mother. Y/N reassured her dad. He placed Y/N's hand in Carlos's.
The pair faced each other and the officiant began. It was Carlos's turn to say his vows; "I've known you for 4 years. I'm the luckiest man alive to have met someone who understands me so well and supports me. I'm so happy that your grandma played cupid. I promise to keep you happy forever. I knew I would be getting married but I didn't think I'd be lucky enough to marry the love of my life twice" Carlos finished. An audible gasp was heard from the crowd. "I would marry you a billion times. Carlos Sainz, you make me so happy and I'm also happy my grandma was a nosy woman. Being with you makes even the gloomy days sunny. You are the only man I want to spend the rest of eternity with" Y/N said. The officiant began, "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two beautiful souls. Do you, Carlos Sainz Junior, take Y/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" Carlos responded, "I do." "Do you, Y/N Y/L/N , take Carlos Sainz Junior to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?" he asked Y/N. She responded, "I do." "By the power vested in me by the state and the Church, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." the officiant said. Carlos leaned in and captured Y/N's lips in a kiss.
The wedding was buzzing with the new information Carlos had just released. Everyone was busy asking them when they got married, they had power point presentation from their previous wedding playing. Everyone was very annoyed at them for hiding it. "In our defence you guys never asked" Carlos said. "What do you mean never asked? You announce stuff like this" Lando whined. "Sorry Lan, at least you got to be in this one" Y/N cooed. "I'm not a child. I hate you both" Lando groaned. "Maybe he's tired." Y/N told Carlos while looking at him. "Get some rest" Y/N told Lando, patting his back.
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y/n.y/l/n Did we get married or renew our vows? The world will never know👀👀
landonorris still can't believe I was lied too🤧🤧 lewishamilton Congratulations!!❤️ charles_leclerc I'm still shocked😔 alexandrasaintmleux It's okay you lied, at least you're pretty🙂↕️🙂↕️ Liked by Author danielriccardo top 10 f1 betrayals🙃 fernandoalonso congratulations to the couple😊 user21 OMG!! WHAT??!!😳😳 user22 Carlos was always married? For how long?😮😮 user23 IDK if I should laugh or cry😧😧 user24 My whole world turned upside down🫨🫨
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y/n.y/l/n Happy to announce carlossainz55 put a baby in me😏👌
carlossainz55 I take full responsibility🤤😏 carlossainzoficial Congratulations!! Can't wait to be a grandpa landonorris already making a McLaren jumpsuit for the baby😌 charles_leclerc so happy the jumpsuit made it into the announcement☺️ alexandrasaintmleux the prettiest pregnant lady I know😍😍 avathetraveller I'm ugly crying!!😭😭 y/n.y/l/n avathetraveller don't. I'll cry too😭 scuderiaferrari new driver🤔 y/n.y/l/n scuderiaferrari he would be if his dad was still driving for the team🤯 user25 okay Y/N popped off on Ferrari, also boy dad Carlos🤔 maxverstappen1 redbull jumpsuit on the way y/n.y/l/n maxverstappen1 I mean 🙂↕️😏 fernandoalonso I feel so happy y/n.y/l/n fernandoalonso I believe you'll be on the grid by the time our child gets there☺️☺️ user26 we're getting a mini Carlos or Y/N. Can't wait!!🥹 user27 This is such a happy news after the train wreck in the past few weeks😭 user28 I'm happy Carlos has something happy to look forward too😭😭 user29 did Y/N just reveal the gender? (Its a boy, I think) Don't tell her🤫🤫
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y/n.y/l/n Stress is bad for the baby but this man made me go throw a hurricane of emotions in the last 2 weeks. Still so proud of you baby
carlossainz55 couldn't have done it without you😍❤️ y/n.y/l/n carlossainz55 you gave me the motivation and our baby❤️❤️ avathetraveller congratulations Carlos user30 he's gonna be the best dad!!😭 user31 Congratulations Carlos, only man to break RedBull's streak😭🥹 user32 If I was Y/N I would've gone mad by now🤧 user33 He looks so happy in the second picture🥹🥹
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carlossainz55 To the best few years of my life!! Can't wait for many more🥂
y/n.y/l/n Can't wait to have more of your babies if they look this cute😏😏 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n I hope you're ready😏 landonorris I was gonna say something nice but no, you guys are nasty🤢🤮 y/n.y/l/n landonorris shut up🤬 alex_albon Lily might kidnap your kid the next time he comes😔😣 y/n.y/l/n alex_albon can she kidnap me too??😖😖 carlossainz55 y/n.y/l/n what do you mean by that??😤 user34 they are so chaotic, I love it🤣🤣 user35 Congratulations dad Carlos❤️❤️ user36 Can't believe they didn't name him Carlos the third🤦♀️🤦♀️ user37 user36 I think I would kill my baby daddy if he did something like that🤦♀️😟 user38 cutest family on the grid❤️ user39 I already know the kid probably has his own kart😳 user40 a couple more years and he'll be a karting champion😭😭
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Can you do something similar to your giving birth post but with Jude pleaseee 🩷
"Are you sure you'll be ok here on your own I can get mum to stay back and be with you just in case" Jude said
"No don't worry about it I'll be fine the c section is scheduled for next week and I'm making it till then I'm manifesting it" I said half joking
"Your pregnancy has been full of surprises but if you want to believe that then go ahead" he laughed
"We're staying put for just one more week aren't we guys" I said talking to the babies
"I'll see you tomorrow morning baby but please text me if anything does happen I'll find a way to get back in time" he said
"See you tomorrow I'll miss you" I said giving him one last kiss before he left for his game
Once he was gone I thought more about what he said and he's not wrong nothing has exactly gone to plan so far in my pregnancy. We knew we wanted a baby but I got pregnant quicker than we were expecting so when we found out at my 12 week scan we were having twins that was hard to come to terms with. At 20 weeks we first found out we were having two girls but then at my next appointment we found out they were wrong the first time and we are expecting one boy and one girl. I still don't quite believe that even though I've seen the scans for myself which is why everything we've bought ourselves so far has been completely neutral even if family have bought pink and blue baby grows I refuse to waste money incase the doctors were actually right the first time.
To try and avoid any more surprises I have a c section scheduled for when I turn 38 weeks as that's what my doctor thought would be best. It was always unlikely I'd make it to 40 weeks with twins and my doctor didn't want me to get that far as there becomes a point it's better for the twins to come out rather than stay in so we decided a c section was best. I have everything planned ready for that day; my hospital bag is already packed, the car seats are in the car and I've tried my best to mentally prepare for the surgery and the recovery. As much as I've tried to prepare I'm still incredibly scared of giving birth even if it is through c section as I know any number of things could go wrong and with how much has been thrown at us so far I can't help but think something will go wrong during the birth.
My determination to make it to my c section date was only half a joke as all day I've been feeling slight cramps in my lower back which I know from reading a million books on pregnancy and birth is a first sign of early labour. I know deep down I should've told Jude to stay but I'll feel like an idiot if it turns out to be a false alarm and I make him miss a game for nothing and then have to miss another for my c section next week. However if this does turn out to be the start of labour I will be completely on my own as Jude will be gone and so will his family as they are travelling to watch the game. I would usually be going with them but I'm not allowed to fly and I can't bring myself to sit in a car for the 5 hours it would take to get to the city Jude is playing in.
The slight cramps turned into contractions quite quickly but they were still quite far apart and not much more painful than the cramps but they were certainly uncomfortable. I should've called Jude as soon as they started but I was in denial that I was really in labour because I'm not ready to give birth yet I was going to have to be ready in a week not now and I'm scared to even think about how difficult things will be with twins. To stop myself panicking too much I decided it would be a good idea to bake some cookies as I'm always craving cookies and baking has often proved as a good distraction for me. When I got up there was a sudden rush of liquid down my leg which could only be one thing and suddenly nothing was going to distract me from the fact that these babies are coming now.
I have no choice but to call Jude now but he should be getting on the plane any time now so I have to be quick and hope it's not too late for him to come back home. Luckily he always keeps his phone on until the very last second so if he doesn't answer I'll know I'm too late and I'm doing this on my own. I pressed the call button and listen to it ring and ring and ring until Jude finally answered which was such a relief that I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding.
"Is everything ok love?" Jude asked
"My waters just broken please tell me it's not too late for you to come back home" I said
"I'm on the steps to get on the plane so let me quickly talk to Carlo and I'll be home as quick as I can" he said
"Please stay on the phone with me I can't do this on my own" I said
"Of course baby I'll be right here until I get home" he said
I heard him run down the steps to the plane and talk to Carlo who let him go straight away then he was trying to talk to me as much as possible while running through the airport and back to the the team bus which luckily was still there and took Jude back to the training ground so he could drive home. The whole time he was helping me through my contractions and doing his best to time them for me as funnily enough I wasn't really thinking about pressing a button on my phone when I was in pain.
Jude finally made it home close to an hour later and he gave me a hug and a few kisses before running off to get my hospital bag and pack all the last minute things that needed to be packed then put it in my car which has the car seats in. My doctor has told me that if I did go into labour before my c section date I had to come to the hospital straight away so they could monitor both babies and make sure both of them and I were ok so we got straight in the car to head to the hospital. I never realised how bumpy the roads in Madrid were until we went over them while I was having a contraction which only made it hurt more. The traffic also seemed to be awful so it took us ages to get to the hospital but we eventually made it and I was given a delivery room straight away.
We'd barely put the bags down when doctors and nurses came in the room to get me on the bed and strap me onto what looked like a million monitors. First I had an ultrasound as at my last appointment one of the babies was breech so they wanted to check if that had changed. I wasn't able to see the monitor but there must've been something interesting on there as all of the medical staff left the room to talk outside. I wasn't too keen on the fact that Jude and I were being left out of whatever was being discussed seeing as they are our babies I feel like we should get some say or at least be told what's going on. Everyone they all came back in and started looking at the contraction and heart rate monitors I was attached to.
"Everything looks good both babies are head down and you are progressing nicely so we will allow you to have a natural delivery if you would like but of course you can still elect to have a c section" the doctor finally explained
"I don't know Jude what do you think is best?" I asked turning to him
"That’s not a decision I can make for you it's your body and you're the one that's going to have to recover after" he said
"I think I'd like to try and deliver naturally" I said
"Ok we will take a few of these monitors off so you can get up and walk around but of course if anything changes we may still have to do a c section" the doctor said
"Of course thank you doctor" I said
Then we were finally alone and I got to just breathe for a minute as I feel like I haven't had a second to really take in the fact that I'm about to give birth. My peace lasted all of a few minutes before another contraction hit and I grabbed Jude's hand and squeezed it so tight it probably hurt him a little but that was the least of my worries. Jude didn't bat an eye he was just there to support me and helped me breathe through it which actually did help. The midwife I suggested I bounce on the birthing ball if I wanted to speed things up and there's nothing I wanted more than for this to be over so Jude helped me up and I sat on the ball while he sat on a chair across from me.
After what felt like forever the doctor came back in to check on me but before I knew it there was like a million people in the room again and they told me I needed an emergency c section as one of the babies heart rate had dropped. Hearing that was really scary it made me worry about if everything would be ok and because the doctors needed to act quick they took me away from Jude. They told me he was allowed in the room but he would need to prep so he could enter the sterile environment but I needed him now, I needed to hear his reassuring words because he'd know exactly what to say in this situation. I didn’t know tears were falling down my face until one of the lovely nurses wiped them and stayed by my side to keep me company. It wasn't the same as having Jude there but it definitely made me feel a little better.
By the time Jude made it into the room they had already started the surgery but he stayed calm and took the place of the nurse next to me. Just having him next to me made me feel a lot better, his hands held onto mine and he told me that everything would be ok and as much as he doesn't know that I believed him. His presence helped me forget about the fact that there was a team of doctors cutting me open and taking my babies out which is distressing but his calmness kept me calm too.
It didn't take long for them to get baby A out which was confirmed as our little boy who they took away to do tests on and make sure he was ok. I expected Jude to go and be with our baby boy but he stayed by my side while the doctors pulled out baby B our little girl. I really thought Jude would leave then as both of our babies will be together getting a load of tests done which will be scary for them but again he didn't. He stayed by my side as the doctors stitched me up and gave me the medicine to reverse what they given me earlier to numb me from the waist down. Only once I was ok and they were sending me back to my room did he ask me if I'd be ok for him to leave and check on our babies so I told him to go and I'd be fine.
I was exhausted from the whole ordeal I've been through today and I must've fallen asleep when they took me back to my room as when I woke up Jude was back in the room and he had both our babies on his chest. They both looked so tiny but they were perfect. I'm not sure if it was the hormones that were still raging through my body or what but just looking at my little family made me cry.
"Hey you're awake" Jude said
"And you're crying what's wrong love?" He asked
"Nothing is wrong it's just seeing you with them I can't believe they are ours they are just so perfect" I said
"They are and you did so well I can’t imagine how scary that was” he said
“I couldn’t have done it without you there I don’t know how you were so calm” I said
“I was freaking out on the inside but I knew you needed me to be calm so I just thought about that and made sure I was there for you” he said
“Thank you I don’t know what I would’ve done if I you’d got on that plane”I said
“Let’s not think about that I’m just happy to be here for this moment” he said
Jude leant over and give me a kiss. He then handed me my babies and I got to hold them for the first time which was so emotional but my heart felt to full. As much as nothing has gone exactly to plan none of that matters now that I have my babies in my arms and Jude by my side, my family is complete and I couldn’t be happier.
#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham imagine#jude bellingham imagines#jude bellingham#football imagine
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Yes, another post about the ring. But this is different, I promise!


I'm not gonna beat a dead horse. I think by now all of us (or most of us, at least) have heard about the controversy surrounding the ring.
But what I want to focus on is HOW she's wearing the ring.
From what we know, she publically started to wear the ring in June (at least she's photographed wearing it) on her right hand with the heart pointed in. She is now wearing this on the left hand, heart tip pointed in. Which is how it's worn for marriage.
And what do we know about the ring?
-We know it was commissioned while L and N were on the WT because Chupi said it takes approx. six weeks to create.
So hypothetically, they're somewhere in between Australia and Italy and she decides to get this ring comissioned while she's on her WT with her co-star. Because, doesn't everyone decide to spend time doing that while they're traveling all over the world?!?!
Ok, fine. Maybe I can buy that. They're caught up in the excitement, etc...and she's like "You know, I'd love something to commemorate this moment," so she has it made.
Here are my thoughts on this:
-Why a Claddagh ring?
Nicola is ALL about symbolism. She KNOWS what it means to wear a Claddagh ring and in what position to wear a Claddagh ring. Can she just choose to ignore those "rules", I mean sure, she can. But why would she?
She's been wearing this ring in the "in a relationship" position since she's put it on!
Let that sink in!
So, playing Devil's Advocate, let's just imagine this.
She is on her WT with her co-star and she decides to get a ring made that symbolizes her time on Bridgerton.
She doesn't have it made before, so she can wear it to ALL of their stops. But, maybe it wasn't a thought until they were on their WT.
Ok, fine. So she has this thought 'I want a ring to symbolize my time on Bridgerton' and she doesn't want to wait until the WT is over to get it made. Because, I mean ...why would she? There's a sense of urgency for it. Isn't there?
No?
Oh ok.
Between all the chaos and interviews (where she is probably exhausted) she decides she needs to get this ring made! How is she going to get engaged photographed in Ireland without it?!
So she works with Chupi to create a customized ring. But not just any pretty ring that could symbolize Bridgerton. A Claddagh ring.
So now they're finally on that leg of the tour where they are in Ireland, and she stops by to pickup said ring (with her co-star) but I mean, it IS for Bridgerton. They then precede to spend time alone together with her family. Like any good co-worker/friends would do. And why else wouldn't they? She wants to show them her engagement Bridgerton ring and she wants them to spend some time with her fiance co-star.
Ok, so now we're back to London and it's June and we see this beautiful Claddagh ring she's had made for Bridgerton. BUT, it's in the "in a relationship" status. She knows this. We know this. She knows we know this.
But it's in this position for someone OTHER than her co-star. I mean, Obviously.
Doesn't it make sense to have a ring made while you're traveling the world with the co-star (who you have INSANE chemistry with, btw. So much so that everyone comments on it and you just say 'isnt that nice?' that people think we love each other? We never say we're just friends, because...you know what, why don't we ever say we're just friends? I mean, I'm in a relationship with someone else (atleast according to my ring) and everyone else knows you're in a relationship with someone else. So...don't you think that'll piss off our significant others if we don't clarify that we're "just friends"?
No, oh ok. Guess we're good then. I'll just wear this ring (that symbolizes the season where we were lovers. You know, the ring with rings on the hands that matches ones you wear? The one that we picked up together before you spent some time alone with me and my family) to say I'm in a relationship with this other person. They should totally be ok with that. I mean, they didn't care that we took nighttime walks on the beach alone or discussed how we didn't mind being naked together or the fact that we couldn't stop touching each other. Why would they care about this?
Now doesn't that seem a little...odd?? 🧐
The ring is on Chupi's website. Under the engagement section. It was removed once from that section (for unknown reasons) but it's back now!
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Apologies in advance for a long post!
Okay, so I'm watching Transformers Prime for the first time and I just finished the amnesia episodes.
Naturally, I have thoughts. My main one being:
This version of Orion Pax is as feral and all over the place as TF One Orion Pax!!!
HE'S JUST QUIETER ABOUT IT!
Ok first of all, obviously we don't see a lot of this Orion and 75% of the time he's just tryna figure out where he is and what's happening but I believe there's enough there to comment on.
Onto the first scene I want to talk about!
Orion Pax has just been told that his entire home planet has been destroyed, by someone he knew no less. His reaction is one we would all expect from a soldier. Clenching his fist, promising to stop Ratchet, "this I vow with all my spark", etc. etc. BUT we forget, this guy thinks he is an archivist. As far as he's aware, this guy has never fought anyone before plus, we know from later that he doesn't even know he has weapons. And sure he may not explicitly say he plans to fight anyone but, as I said, he's an archivist, his little speech was someone with a big vocabulary's version of "it's on sight if I meet this guy!"
The next scene I would like to talk about is when Arcee manages to get aboard the decepticon ship. Orion is peacefully working on his computer when he starts hearing blaster fire outside the room! What we would most likely expect a calm, sensible archivist to do is, I don't know, ask what's going on? call for help? alert some security? hide? any other number of things that wouldn't put him in immediate and potentially life threatening danger? yes, that would be logical wouldn't it? but Orion? he decides the next obvious step is to walk out into the hallway into what he must assume is an active shooting situation. Then, after being told by a guard to return to his room to be safe, he thinks about it for a moment and then continues to go out of his way to look for the source of the commotion! While knowingly disobeying what he's been told are Megatron's direct orders! He's crazy!!
I also want to talk about how Orion reacts once he starts to become suspicious of Megatron. In the scene right after being confronted by Starscream and the scene later on when Megatron asks him about his progress, Orion Pax, now very sure that the decepticon could be dangerous, decides to lie directly to his face. I would also like to point out that, after one of these scenes, Megatron says that he has never been good at lying. Orion Pax has NEVER been good at lying, meaning that Megatron has seen Orion try to lie before. I don't even know why an archivist would need to lie but apparently he finds way to get in trouble enough that he does so frequently.
Adding on to this point - after Orion finds out he has guns (and realises he can absolutely obliterate others with a few shots (something our sweet historian should have probably been more concerned about)), this GUY decides to MARCH through the ground bridge!! find MEGATRON!!!! (aka the former gladiator and current head decepticon) AND THREATEN HIM!!?!!!?! Threaten him, no less, WITHOUT USING THE GUNS HE JUST DISCOVERED HE HAD! Orion decides to fight the LITERAL TANK using glorified knives. Naturally, Megatron wipes the floor with him in less than three seconds but the fact that he even tried is insane!!
Anyway, I'll probably think of more when I've had more time to think but that's all for now.
Orion is a mad lad in every iteration.
Thank you for coming to my Ted talk,
you're welcome,
I need sleep.
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The 141 Clinic: Crack It (NSFW)
Summary: Your lower back is killing you so when you mention it to your mum and she recommends a gruff and handsome chiropractor that can work wonders with his hands who are you to refuse?
Word count: 2625
Reader: Female reader
Character(s): Captain John Price / AU Chiropractor Price
Warning(s): NSFW / 🔥🔥🔥 / Smut / Pervert behaviour / Masturbation / Fingering / Oral sex (Fem Receiving) /
Support Me: Kofi
(AN: I woke up in the middle of the night and my back was killing me and this idea came to my head so enjoy. Also I've always wanted to go to a Chiropractor and get cracked like a glow stick, is that normal or am I just getting old??) (Also I'm not a chiropractor but I've seen some videos here and there so for the sake of the fic let's pretend I know what I'm talking about.)



Your back was well and truly, fucked. After throwing it out doing something you can't remember you'd popped some painkillers and hoped for the best. Unfortunately for you no matter how much resting, stretching and painkiller taking you did nothing seemed to be working. A few days post back throw-out you were sat in your mums kitchen slowly massaging your lower back with a grimace on your face.
"Oh dear, has the pain not subsided yet?" She stopped in the middle of her conversation to ask when she saw the pained look on your face.
"Normally it goes after a day or two but it's been almost a week now and it's still the same."
"Hmm." She thought. "My friend Val said there is masseuse clinic that opened up not too long ago next to that new gym. I'll get the number from her hold on."
Before you could protest she left the room to grab her phone, it couldn't hurt to go and see a professional could it? If you went to the doctors they would tell you to rest and take painkillers and so far that had done nothing for you so why not give it a go? She returned to the room, phone in hand, and opened on a text message thread. "Val said to ask for John Price, he's the Chiropractor who helped her hubby with his back pain a few months ago. She said he's very handsome too."
You nod adding the number to your phone and choosing not to acknowledge the last thing your mother said, her friend Val had terrible taste in men so you were positively sure that the Chiropractor would be nothing special. Pressing the number you just saved you raised your phone to your ear as it started to ring. After a few rings you heard the phone being picked up and the deep and gruff voice on the other side of the line immediately made you lose your train of thought. "Hi this is the 141 clinic how can I help you."
"Oh, uh, hi, sorry. I'm looking to book an appointment with John Price please."
"That's me love, can I take some of your details and reasoning as to why you're looking for an appointment." God his voice was like velvet, goosebumps rose on your arms and you felt the hair on the back of your neck stand.
"H-Hi Mr Price." You stutter and quickly give out your name and details. "The appointment is for my back, I threw it out about a week ago and no amount of rest or painkillers is getting rid of the pain."
"Ok I see, I can fit you in tomorrow at 5pm if that's any good? If I get a cancelation I could get you in earlier but if not then it'll have to be that time please."
"Yeah, that's fine. Is there anything I need to do before the appointment?"
"Nothing at all love, just turn up and make sure you're wearing something comfortable. I'm going to put you in all sorts of positions so best not to have anything movement-restricting on." John spoke and then grinned when he heard the sharp intake of breath from the receiver.
“Ok I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow love, bye.” He hung up and added your appointment to his diary for his own record. Your mum smiled at you as you put your phone down on the counter. “Well did you get an appointment.” She asks with a knowing smirk.
"Yeah, that was Mr Price on the phone, he's booked me in for tomorrow."
"Oh is that why you blushed?" She laughs.
"I'm not blushing, I just didn't expect his voice to be so deep."
"Mhmm." She smirks and you shake your head in response.

You spend the next day working from home perched on your office chair at your desk as you replied to emails and sorted through documents to try and occupy your mind. Anxiety crept in as you checked the time on your laptop and saw that it was nearing 4pm. Deciding you were done working for the day you clocked off and took a quick shower before riffling through your closet for some cycling shorts and a baggy top. They were comfortable and non-restricting, just what Mr Price had said to wear.
Once dressed you grabbed your bag and shoved your purse and a bottle of water into it before pulling up your phone and typing in the name of the business so you could get directions once you got into your car. The drive didn't take long and soon you were pulling into the almost empty car park which was dimly lit. Parking up you took your keys from the ignition and made your way towards the building after grabbing your bag and locking the car.
Entering the building you were hit with a sweet smell of flowers and fruits from the wax melt that was burning near the reception desk. An older lady with glasses perched on the edge of her nose looks up to you as you enter. "Hi Miss, can I help you?" She asks with a smile.
"Hi yes, I have an appointment with Mr Price. I'm a little early." You shift nervously.
"Of course you must be the last appointment of the day, follow me please." She says standing from her chair and rounding the desk. You anxiously follow her down a hallway and stop a little behind her as she knocks on a door before entering.
"Mr Price, this young lady has an appointment with you." She says as she holds the door open urging you to step into the doorway and you fight the urge to drop your jaw at the man sat behind a desk.
"Hi." He greets you with your name and stands extending a hand out to you. You step forwards and shake it making note of the size difference between your dainty hand and his large muscular one that had specks of hair on the knuckles. "You're free to go Dorris, lock the door on your way out please."
"Thank you Mr Price, I'll see you tomorrow." She replies and with that the door to the room shuts and you're left alone with the very handsome chiropractor.
"You seem nervous love, I've not scared you have I?"
"N-No not at all, I've just never had anything like this done before so I'm a little anxious that's all."
"Well I promise you're in safe hands, but if you feel uncomfortable at any point just let me know and we can stop ok?" He says and you nod in response. "Good, now you said it was your back that was hurting you so I'll make a start with that, if you lie down on the table for me darling I'll have a quick feel and see what I can do."
You nervously dropped your bag against the wall and took off your jacket and shoes before stepping over to the table. Kneeling into the material you quickly lie down onto your belly and rest your arms to the side of you. You feel him step to your side. "So where do you work sweetheart?" He asks as he runs his hands up and down your spine and across the expanse of your shoulder blades.
"I work from home, just admin work mostly." You explain and for once you wished you had a better sounding job.
"You spend a lot of time sat at a desk?" He asks as he feels different points on your back and gives them little tugs here and there. He's trying to work out any knots he can find before he turns to cracking and so far he's having a field day with your middle and lower back.
"Um yeah, a few hours sometimes. I try and take breaks when I can but I get so stuck into my work that sometimes I forget."
He tuts. "That's not good for your back darling no wonder you're in pain." You hum in agreement and try to steady your breathing as his digits roll over your vertebrae. "Okay I think I know where your problem is. I want you to breathe in for me when I say so doll and exhale as I push, can you do that for me?" He asks and awaits your reply.
"Yeah, I can do that."
"Good girl." He says gruffly and you clench your thighs together, an action that doesn't go unnoticed by him. "Breathe in doll ... and breathe out." On the exhale his heavy hands press into your spine which cracks and almost instantly you can feel a wave of relief wash over you. The pain that was nagging you all week had finally subsided and you couldn't help but let out a breathy moan at the feeling.
"That do the trick darling?"
"Yeah, fuck, thank you."
You feel him lift the bottom of your t-shirt up. "I just need to have another feel of your back, easier to do it without clothes in the way. Can I undo your bra?" He asks and you gasp softly.
"Of course." You reply a little too quickly earning a throaty chuckle from the man. "You're an eager one aren't you." His hand runs up your bare spine and you feel his fingers pinch your bra as he expertly undoes it with just a finger and thumb.
You feel him lift a leg over the bench so he's straddling your body, his hips resting dangerously close to your arse as he rubs your back feeling each vertebrae. John reaches to the side of the table and starts to lift a section of it up, you feel your arse begin to rise in the air as your pelvis is pushed upwards from the cushioned bench.
"So, how long have you been a Chiropractor for?" You ask trying to distract your mind from the position you're in.
"About 10 years, a couple of my mates and I had the idea to put our skills together and open this place up as well as the gym next door."
"That's nice that you're all working together, you must be close."
"Yeah we are." He says and edges himself closer to you so his hips are pressing against your arse. The growing bulge in his sweatpants prods at your rear and he can hear your breaths deepen and sees your fists clench around the edge of the bench when he presses against you. He finds another spot he wants to crack and makes you breathe in again. On your exhale he presses down onto your lower back, nudging his cock against your closed arse and pushes his palms until he hears the crack.
You let out a breathy moan. Any attempts to stop the sound are futile as John bends over your body, his rough hands wrap around the sides of the bench as he lowers his mouth to your ear. "You alright there darling?"
"Mhmm, perfect." You say, your voice muffled slightly. John laughs softly, he's looking at your face, your cheeks are flushed and there's drops of sweat on your forehead. You let out another soft moan when you feel his cock twitch against your rear, eager to be touched.
John rises back up and runs his palms against your back once more, he can feel the delicate little hairs on your back rise slightly as he moves his hands to cup your arse. "I think we're all done with your appointment sweetheart." He says and you whine again. An hour had passed by so quick and although you felt relief with the pain in your back gone you still craved his touches. Your ears prick up when you hear him continue. "Unless there is anything else you'd like me to help you with?"
"Please John, touch me." Your voice more clearly now since you've raised your head to look back at him.
"Are you sure?" He questions and you quickly nod.
In one swift motion John moves his hands from your arse cheeks to the waistband and is tugging your shorts and underwear down and off your legs, discarding the clothing haphazardly across the room.
"Fuck." He mutters seeing the gloss that is smeared across your inner thighs. Your arse is still raised on the portion of the bench and he has a clear view of your leaking pussy. You wiggle your arse slightly earning a rough strike to the plump cheek. "So needy." He says and immediately dives his fingers into your sopping heat.
You moan at the intrusion, two thick fingers eagerly pump inside of your wet cunt with ease. "So wet, so warm, fuck." He groans feeling your walls clench around his digits. John retracts his fingers as quickly as he'd put them there and before you could protest the lack of him he presses his wide tongue against your pussy. Effortlessly he lifts your hips up a bit more with his hands and laps at your clit, devouring your pussy and coating his stubble with your juices.
His tongue moves feverishly between lapping the small bundle of nerves and diving into your cunt. Your nails dig into the leather of the bench as he eats your pussy better than any man ever has, spit and cum is drenching his face and your pussy so much that you almost miss the rough slaps of skin on skin as John tugs his cock.
"God John, fuck." You breathe as you cum against his face, legs jerking so much that they threaten to fall off the bench. John pulls his face from your pussy and jerks his cock quicker, throwing his head back he plasters your arse with thick ropes of cum, an animalistic moan falling from his mouth as he climaxes.
When a few seconds pass you finally speak. "Do all your clients get this kind of treatment?" You ask panting, a hint of jealousy present in your tone.
"That wouldn't be very professional of me now would it?" He replies and you laugh. He grabs some wet wipes from off his desk and cleans you up before wiping his cock and tucking it back into his pants.
“You did really well today sweetheart though I feel you would benefit with these appointments becoming a regular occurrence. I’m going to put in a recommendation for you with some of my colleagues too and we can take it from there."
You blush. "Thank you John." You say moving off the bench and tugging your shorts back up your body, your underwear nowhere in sight. Being the gentleman he is he helps you put your shoes back on and ties the laces for you before forcing his lips against yours. You can taste yourself on his mouth and tongue as runs his hands up your body and around to your back where he refastens your bra with ease.
"You're free to go." John says finally detaching his mouth from yours. You stay stood still for a moment, catching your breath and trying to calm your legs that are still numb from pleasure. John watches as you throw your bag over your shoulder and grab your jacket from the floor. He opens the door for you and leads you back to the front doors, the building now completely empty from any staff who would have been walking around before your appointment.
"I'll see you soon love." He says opening the door for you once more and allows you to step outside into the cold air. With a smile you turn away from him and slowly walk back to your car unaware of John pushing your underwear deeper into his pocket.
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Hello! I just read your foey x reader and it was amazing so was wondering if you could do another doey x reader but the player is the reader if that's ok with you. And in it the toys escape and they live in their house. It was raining and the player goes back to the house and has a fever but refuses treatment and doey has to try and take care of them.
I don't mind if you don't like it but I hope you read this and I also have a question about what are your boundaries on your blog?
Sorry this was so long have a good day/night 🙂🙃
Doey (Poppy Playtime) x reader
Warning: Slight self-doubt, slight evocation of trauma
Relationship: Romantic with Doey, platonic/family with the other toys (such as Poppy, Kissy, Smiling critters)
Summary: The player get sick and Doey take care of them/him/her.
Notes: Your idea was just so sweet I couldn't refuse it <3. However, I changed some details. For example, the reader in my story accepts Doey's treatment after a little while. Speaking of the reader, I tried to write them as the player, as requested, but due to the fact that I am new in the fandom, I don't know if I succeeded. Moreover, I think I don't focus enough about the caring, so maybe I will write it again or do a rest, or perhaps I'll right a sick reader with an other character... Don't know. Anyway, I hope you won't be disappointed!
(I will do a post about the rules for the asking message later, good idea!)
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You get into your car, the tiredness weighing on you. Before starting the engine, you look up at the stars to calm yourself. It was a hard day—talking to reporters about your adventure in the ex-factory, the experiments they performed on children, how you freed every survivor, and all that stuff. You put yourself through it because you want justice! (And maybe some benefits for the toys who live in your home now—money doesn't grow on trees.)
You start the car and drive toward your home—or at least that's what you hoped, because after 5 minutes, you crash into something, forcing you to stop the vehicle at the roadside so as not to block traffic. You get out of the car to assess the situation. Your tire is completely burst. Awesome! That means your only chance of getting home is on foot.
You had barely started walking when you felt a drop of water hit your forehead. Raising your head, you wonder if it came from a cloud or a streetlamp still wet from the night before—until you hear thunder rolling across the sky. The rain and storm aren't exactly comforting, but your house is less than two kilometers away, taking nearly 24 minutes to reach. You tell yourself you could do it in 12 if you run. So, you run for the first 8 minutes, then you're too tired to continue. Maybe you’ve let yourself go a little too much since you left the factory.
It's at that moment someone calls out to you. You don’t recognize the woman making sweeping gestures from the other side of the street. You stop, breathing heavily, as the girl crosses over to stand in front of you, so close you’re both under her umbrella, protecting you.
"Hello! Sorry to interrupt, but I saw you on the news and I just wanted to say what you did was crazy, but, you know, in a good way."
ou start to say thank you, but she continues almost immediately:
"And about the people you saved, will we see them more? Are they well integrated? Is their mental health okay? If not, I know someone who helped me a lot. I have his number, just wait a moment."
She rummages through her bag and pulls out a small piece of paper, placing it directly into your left hand. The contact makes you a little uncomfortable. "Sorry to interrupt. I hope I helped you. Have a nice day—or, well, maybe more like a nice night."
You look at the paper. A name, profession, and phone number are scribbled on it like the writer was in a hurry. The woman was... something. She wasn't mean, but something about her made you uncomfortable. Maybe it was the fact that she knew who you were, or her tireless way of talking—or perhaps the unexpected contact. You don’t know. But you decide to continue your way, walking now, despite the rain still pouring just as strongly as before.
When you finally get home, you were soaked to the bone. You drag yourself into the alley and are reaching for your keys when the door suddenly opens, revealing Doey.
"Welcome home pal! Why are you so wet, didn't you have a car? Whatever, come in."
He moves aside to let you in.
"I made dinner for the others. They left you some. Go eat, I’ll run you a bath."
Your day had been bad—until now. You give him a grateful look before carrying out his instructions. In the fridge, there are several types of meals—a wide selection to choose from. You pick your favorite among them. You eat quickly, eager to enjoy your hot bath.
When you arrive at the bathroom, you see the dough man adding some bath petals. This simple action makes your heart melt. Noticing you, he turns toward you and gestures toward the warm bath with a “Ta-dah!”, his big smiling mouth beaming.
You give him a grateful look and resist the urge to hug him. A small “thank you” and a little cough escape from your own mouth. "You're welcome, pal! Relax in the bath—you’ve worked hard for us." He leaves, letting you enjoy your soak.
You quickly remove your drenched clothes and toss them into the laundry basket. The woman’s paper, which you had shoved into your vest pocket, crumples, reminding you of its existence. You place it on the sink and cover your mouth with a hand as you cough. Then, you wipe yourself off with a damp towel, careful not to dirty the water Doey had lovingly prepared.
As he said, you get into the bathtub and relax. Your mind drifts between topics until your eyes fall on the piece of paper. The woman was weird, but she had a point—you didn’t even think of taking the others to see a psychiatrist. They really need it. Regret creeping in, you dip your head lower into the water, blowing bubbles with your mouth. You promise yourself you’ll look into it. Not now, it’s late, but maybe tomorrow? You have work, but you can take part of your lunch break to do a Google search. Snot is running from your nose, luckily you keep a stash of tissues right next to the bathtub.
You stayed in the bath nearly an hour. When you get out, your throat feels sore. You hope you haven’t caught something... That woman wasn’t sick, right?
Quietly—‘cause everyone else is sleeping and you don’t want to wake them—you go to your room. Already wearing your pajamas, you collapse into bed like a slime and fall asleep in the arms of Morpheus.
When you regain consciousness, you feel bad. Really bad. Your head hurts, your throat does the same thing, you feel tired and your nose is Niagara Falls. Yet you have to go to work. Plus, you have an interview about the experiment in the old factory. You concentrate all your strength on getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom.
As usual, Doey is already up, making breakfast. Poppy is here too, helping him. You know she’s an early riser, but you don’t think you’ve ever seen her help him before, or perhaps you didn't pay attention.
Poppy was the first to notice you. She greets you, and you try to respond—but a coughing fit cuts you off. They both turn toward you.
"«Are you alright?" They ask in unison.
You give a thumbs-up, one hand bracing against the table. As you lean over, you hear someone, the doll, approaching. She helps you sit on a chair, and in return, you help her onto the table.
“You seem weak today. Are you sick?” The little woman says.
"I wouldn't be surprised. You came home soaked yesterday." The big man adds, Doey adds, setting your breakfast down and cutlery in front of you.
You shake your head while eating, trying to deny their claims.
“Even if I am sick, I have interviews. I can’t take a day off.” you croak.
“I’ll go for you!” Poppy says brightly.
what.
"What."
“They’ll ask about the factory. As someone who was experimented on, I can explain better than you. No offense, but you just read the memos.”
"Ok, maybe, but what about my work?"
“Sick leave exists for a reason.” she insists.
"But I can't let you go alone —"
“Kissy will come with me. We’ve been through worse.” She points the tall pink toy you noticed now. She just woke up you tell yourself, emphasizing her tired look
“No, I can’t let you take my responsibilities.”
After a while, while Doey prepares the table soon and, you have eaten just the half of your plate.. Eventually, while Doey sets the table for the other toys who will wake up very soon and give to Kissy her plate, you’ve only eaten half of yours. You’re just not hungry.
“See? You didn’t even finish. You’re definitely sick.” Doey says, clearly worried but a bit annoyed too.
Your pride kicks in. You try to prove you’re fine—stand up, take a few steps toward the coat rack… and collapse when you were at two pace of your objective.
Fortunately, Doey was here to catch you just in time, following your shaky gait. He carries you like a bride.
“You really need—humph?!”
You push his head back with both hands stretched out towards his face (old habit) and move yours away as far as possible, in defiance and, a little, out of embarrassment. Bothering him, he sighs and adjusts his hold, throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes You squirm, but he keeps a firm grip on your ankle—not tight enough to hurt, just enough to hold you still.
He takes you to your room where he sets you down gently on your bed. Despite your headache sit up, determined to argue but he presses his yellow index on your forehead and use a little strength to push you on your bed a second tim lightly pushes you back down. Tired, you don't protest this time, letting him cover yourself with your blanket.
"Stay here, I'll get you some medicine."
You’re still unsure, but your aching throat and head are convincing. Thus, you stay.
You hadn’t meant to fall asleep again. When you wake, the Smiling Critters are all curled up around you—on your pillow, at your feet, on the covers. It’s adorable. Suddenly, your stomach groans to warn you are hungry, waking up the toys around you.
The first to stir up was a unicorn. Odd Ed if you well remember. He looks at you and say:
"Oh! You're awake. I'll tell Doey!"
You try to protest, but he’s already gone. You were sighting in defeat whereas the little guy comes in your room again.
"He'll bring food and meds."
After hugging you one by one to wish you a speedy recovery, every little toys leave you room while Doey enter in, letting both of you all alone.
“Hey again, pal! I brought cough syrup, soup, and tea to soothe your throat.”
"But... What time is it? Did I miss the interview?!" you ask, voice hoarse.
You think he is start to loose his patience because you see red teeth appear, his eyes narrow, and his expression darkens slightly.
“You’re sick. You need rest. Work can wait.”
You prefer not argument more. Seeing you surrende, he becomes chill again and drops off the tray he bringed to you. A warm soup, a hot tea, a throat syrup and a product to unblock the nose were waiting to be used. You admit even if you slept nearly five hours more than usual, you are exhausted. Thus, you decide to not protest again and let your pal takes care of you.
He sits where were your feet while you bring your knees towards your chest.
“Here, some meds to ease the pain and I made soup with leftover veggies.”
You tilt your head, asking how he knows how to make soup. And somehow, he understands you. In fact, the majority of the toys you saved understand you even if you don't talk too much. However, it's different with him, you think. He has a grasp of you with even more ease. It's like a link between both of you. Or maybe that's just a hallucination of your beloved drugged mind.
Before answering you, he pulls a spoon out of nowhere, dips it into the soup, and then guides it towards your mouth. Your head is turning red, but you accept the bite by opening your mouth. While guiding the spoon directly to you, extending his arms, he answers your quiet question:
“Since we’re not recognized as citizens yet, we can’t work. So we take care of the house instead. You shelter and feed us, this is how we repay you. Honestly? I’m kinda glad you got sick, so I can take care of you for once!” He laughs softly.
You smile, but guilt creeps in.
“We”? So the others have the same way of speaking? But, you’re not as saintly as he explains. You literally didn't take them to see a shrink! The soup is really good, by the way, it warms your injured throat, you say to yourself.
“You make me sound perfect, but I’m not… I don't offer you a castle. My apartment is so small that you share two rooms for twenty-eight. A-And-..." A coughing fit stops you in your tracks.
Doey comes near to you and runs his hand over your back kindly, drawing circles on it. When you calm yourself, he starts to reassure you.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, you're doing great!"
"But-" You start to stutter, tears welling up in your eyes. You continue after wiping snot from your nose.
"But I didn't try to keep your mental health stable!"
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't seek a psychiatrist for you despite all the horrible things that the scientists inflicted on you."
Doey was perplexed hearing your words. He hesitates a moment, looking elsewhere, and finally said:
“It’s true. We’re still healing. But you’ve made life easier. You’ve given us hope, believe me.”
He pulls you into a hug, and you return it.
"Seems we aren't the only ones who need a therapy session!" He giggles, relaxing the atmosphere.
You laugh, sniffling.
"Yeah, you definitely have trauma, but you’re not the only one... The factory was literally hell!"
Time passes quietly. Eventually, you fall asleep in his arms. Doey lays you down gently, covers you, checks your temperature—it’s gone down. He opens the window for fresh air, then quietly leaves, closing the door behind him.
You both needed that moment and you’re grateful for each other.
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Quicksilver, by Callie Hart 🦋
She is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm.
Ohh boy. Personally I think she is none of those things, but that's me getting ahead of myself. God, I feel so anxious posting a book reaction after the Onyx Storm Debacle, but here we are, with a book I didn't love...again.
So...I started this one with a running commentary again (Throne of Glass style) but I couldn't quite commit. We will however approach it chronologically, because that's an easier way to show my thoughts as they evolved.
Would I recommend this book? No. And I’ll tell you why, but there are spoilers ahead so be aware of that.
Friends...I did not enjoy this one and I'm starting to feel like a crazy person. Is this just a massive reading slump? Or am I weird? Because everyone seems to think these books are the best thing since sliced bread and I've not liked a single one of them 😭
My first impressions? Saeris is so cliché. Like oh we're starving and can barely survive, you can see my ribs, but actually I can scale a giant wall and fight all these fully trained guards and win...ok, sure. It's giving 00's YA vibes but alright, I'm rolling with it.
I had no understanding of what it was I was doing, but if this was a world-ending gift, then good. Fuck this city and fuck this world. My family was already doomed, and what did I care for anyone else?
Bit dramatic, but whatever, I'll still ride with you. Who am I to judge? I did write Remi.
“I wear pants. Shirts. Things I can move easily in. So I can run, and climb, and—” Kill people.
"So cliché." I mutter to myself as I put the book down. Then pick it up again. Then put it down again and use the audiobook instead.
At some point, Layne would accept that I just didn't eat that much, and she'd stop loading up my plate with so much food. She'd slip an apple into her pocket for me or something.
*Deep breaths* Saeris would absolutely fit in on mid 2000's tumblr. Babe, this is such a weird flex to include when you’ve already made it very clear she was a starving orphan, ok?
We also met the infamous Carrion—more on that later—and her brother...who sucks. No two ways about it. I hated him immediately. Are there any decent book-brothers out there? Or just...no? I thought from the way he was acting he was going to be fourteen but no, he's like TWENTY, what the fuck 😭
So anyway, hooray! We've fallen through a portal to a new world and that's the stage set—then we meet Kingfisher. Oh man. Kingfisher.
Firstly:
This is a kingfisher. I just want y’all to know that. I know it’s not his ‘real’ name but it’s still what she’s crying out in rapture ok, a choice was made and it wasn’t a good one.
Anyway, surprise surprise, he's an asshole, but here’s the rub: he doesn't seem redemptive.
My jaw was screaming, I was clenching my teeth so hard. “Fuck—you—” “There you go again. Hungry, needy little bitch in heat, begging to be fucked…” he taunted. “Let. Go!”
I’m ok with enemies to lovers, but there has to be a hint at least that the ‘bad guy’ can be a decent person. There has to be something that hooks me about him—his entire personality can’t just be ‘asshole’, and above all, despite the fact he doesn’t like the FMC (even loathes her for all I care) he has to at least have some basic respect for her, otherwise I’m not down. That’s just my personal take, you don’t have to agree, but it makes me uncomfortable otherwise.
“I don't hate your kind. I'm just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I'm imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”
Like that? That’s not cute or arousing in any way.
“That your body is betraying you in other ways. That I can smell you, Little Osha, and I'm thinking about drinking the sweet nectar you're making for me straight from the fucking cup.”
I do also think the smut was just not for me in this book, as a general rule, I did find it very cringe. Case in point ^
A FUNNY INTERLUDE:
—a look of rye amusement on his irritatingly handsome face.
LMAO this was meant to be wry, I assume? There were a few instances like this throughout the book, as well as typos and missing punctuation. Which, we’re all human, I get it, but it kind of annoys me a little when this was picked up for trad pub, pulled from KU (I bought it—twice!) and has since gotten a million dollar Netflix deal. Please, if we’re going to be doing that, the publishing house needs to edit the damn book. Honestly? I think it could have done with 200-300 less pages. A developmental edit was needed, let alone a final edit.
Anyway. Onwards.
So they make a blood pact, in which she agrees to basically do whatever the fuck he says, which is...tired. I'm tired. The book is tired. We're all a little tired here.
Kingfisher held out his hand and pulled me to my feet, making a derisive sound when he saw the cut I'd inflicted upon myself. “Baby.”
It’s just...this utter derision he has for her, his supposed (spoiler alert!) fated mate, that just gives me the ick.
Then there's this:
Kingfisher stunned me to silence when he dropped to his knees and started picking up the shards of broken cup. “It's all right, Archer. Hush, it's all right.”
Ok, this here is the first indication we get that he can be a decent person, and it’s not with her, it’s with some random character we’ve just met. Do I grow to like Archer? Sure, but right now I don’t know him from Adam, all this scene tells me is that Fisher is capable of respect and kindness, just not with Saeris. Be so for fucking real right now, that does not make you want to root for them. If this were your bestie you’d be screaming for them to run. This is the crux of it all. We had to get like 300 pages into this book for there to be a single hint of redemption in him and to me that's bad technique.
Clearly everyone else disagrees since they're out there praising it, but I've nearly DNF'd so many times by now, because you're 👏 not 👏 giving 👏 me 👏 crumbs. Please, give the reader something! It's all well and good for people to be out here going "well he's like that for a reason" (spoiler alert: the reason sucks, it's just the cliché 'I wanted to push her away for her own safety) but his reasoning means shit if people lose interest and don't get far enough to find out what it even is.
Note: by 'people' I mean the rest of the internet, not anyone here specifically, but since a few of you have said the same, just know that's a generalisation and I still love you! But I fear my point stands, his change of heart/any indication of kindness comes too late in the game for it to be an effective character arc (more on this later!!)
Anywho—
I shouldn't have moaned. I definitely shouldn't have told him that I wanted him. For the love of all the gods in all the heavens, why had I said that? I was going to throw up.
Same babe. Why did you? Why do you?
I couldn't believe we'd finally arrived here.
Me either!! 56% of the way in! We've basically done absolutely nothing but wander around and talk about how hot and mean he is for 300 pages but finally you're...doing things...with him 😬
Every part of me wanted to scramble from the bed and bolt for the door, but I knew that would be folly. Just like a hell cat, Fisher would give chase.
So terrified every part of you wants to bolt for the door...charming. Very hot. Love that for you.
“I could probably use a sho—” “Do not fucking dare finish that sentence,” he snarled. “I don't want a mouthful of soap and perfume. I want to taste you.”
Shower. She was going to say shower.
Another note, because I'm incapable of not shouting this from the rooftops when the occasion arises—vaginas are self-cleaning, there should be no soap or perfume going in there! You would have tasted her anyway you dumbass. You'd think he'd know that, given he's supposedly been in more of them than your local gynaecologist.
“And we can’t lie.”
*deep breaths* since WHEN? And that only makes it worse??
I'd imagined the words. Fabricated them out of thin air and somehow played them aloud in my own head in his voice.
Oh, hey Violet, how did you get here?
So anyway, then we enter the final conflict? Confrontation? Where she needs to go and save her newfound mate from under the mountain the bad guy's place! (oh and there's vampires, did I mention that before? No? Well there is now).
Anyway, turns out Rhysand Kingfisher was trapped there for 110 years with big bad Malcolm, who it's implied sexually assaulted him during that time, but we never address that. Why? Well this is romantasy and we only have six-hundred pages, why would we? Just throw traumatic experiences in there for the sake of it, why not?
Anyway—
“That's right. Fifty-five. He spent the next eight years trying to find the coin once he reached the center, didn't you, my love?”
I'm?????
55+8=63... what happened to the other 47 years? Guys? I'm????
Whatever, who cares about math! We're on the escape until—WOAH.
“It can't see or hear you. It tracks movement.”
Don't panic, don't panic, we all know how to defeat the middengard wyrm whatever that thing is! And we do. But not really, because everything in this maze regenerates, just like romantasy plotlines.
More fighting, more evil villain monologuing, etc.
THEN Saeris has to go and find a coin to break the blood oath Kingfisher made with big-bad, even though big-bad said he broke it himself five minutes ago during his evil monologue in order to make Fishie confess to...things.
“I release you from your oath to us, Kingfisher, Bane of Gillethrye. Now, go on. Tell your friends all about the deal you struck with us all those years ago.”
But no matter, we're off to find a coin and no worries, we've got that down! Of course in the process Feyre Saeris dies and gets brought back to life again as an all powerful fae/vampire queen hybrid. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT?
Not me, even I couldn't have predicted that double-doozy. Probably this guy though:
Zareth. God of Chaos.
Which? NO. Nope. No. Too late. FAR too late in the game for this. I'm out.
The way we went through so many boring pages of nothingness to this in the last 20% is truly something.
OK! SIDE CHARACTERS:
Danya was a complete and total waste of everyone's time, she existed only to be the bitchy, elitist mean girl side character who was mean to poor Saeris and occassionally made her jealous. This one-dimensional treatment of female characters grinds my gears. Even Everlayne, Kingfisher's sister was entirely useless, making Saeris the special female unicorn. Pretty sure this book fails the Bechdel test.
Ren was nice, I liked him, poor long-suffering man that he was.
Lorreth. Man, y'all can't shut up about Carrion and you're really sleeping on Lorreth. This man saved me from DNF'ing, he was fantastic. Put some respect on his name! 10/10 no notes. The guy you'd actually want to get with if this book were real.
He'd still looked dumbstruck as he headed off in the direction of his tent, cradling Avisiéth like a baby in his arms.
Carrion. CARRION. Ok straight up...is that really a word we want to be using as a name? Really? Is it relevant? Like did we do that on purpose because he somehow reflects roadkill? I figured we'd find out, but NOPE 💀
Who fucking knows at this point though whether it is his name. I doubt it, given Kingfisher's name is apparently not Kingfisher either. Personally though I still think that should have been addressed in the book. It's over 200k words, you can tell us why certain nicknames exist.
The thief held up his hands. “You're right. I apologize. I'm just a little on edge right now. I'm not my best self.”
Hilarious, there to cause trouble most of the time, 10/10, almost no notes.
“Are you going to tell me about my parents, or are you going to start undressing each other? Because I can leave. I don't have to, but I can,” Carrion said.
Except the part where he turns out to be a thousand-year-old fae too and a secret, mystery, vampire-killing-prince dude or whatever, there's a note about that and how it's kinda unnecessary to drop in the final 5%. Was it foreshadowed? Not effectively, no. Also Carrion Daianthus? Roadkill, crows, and...pink flowers? Yeah. That's him. That's the one 💀
Onyx. Token wild animal taken in as pet/familiar trope. She can have this one. He's cute.
Elroy. Dude's definitely going to become important again. How much do we wanna bet he's Fisher's dad? Anyone?
Anyway, this was wildly chaotic and I don't really feel bad about it because so was this book. It started out well in the first 5-10%. It was a slog to read between the 10% mark and 60%. Honestly, it only got better once they'd fucked for the first time, which was because Kingfisher's character did a 180 overnight with a big fat handwavey motion, like our FMC's magic coochie cured him of his violent tendencies. Like not to be crude, but I'm not sure there's any other way of putting it.
I think it's just not a great book, which I also think is a shame because the world is interesting, I loved the parts of alchemy we got (which weren't enough, imo) and the swords, the magic, the portals, the quicksilver, etc. I think it had so much potential and that's ultimately why it also bothers me so much as well. It feels squandered through a lack of refinement and editing.
Will I read the next one? Maybe. I'll let someone else take the hit first and see if it's any better paced this.
This has gone on long enough lmao, so I'll just leave you with one last quote that I think really sums up this book so, so much:
“Not that. The brother part,” she said in a loud whisper. “That’s not common knowledge?” “Well, yes. And no. It's just not spoken about. And it's very, very complicated.”
Yeah...
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Sharing an umbrella with the rain code characters
A/n:since the hundred line came out (again no spoilers please) I thought about doing a couple of posts with other kinda death games to celebrate and since I do a lot of danganronpa posts already i decided to do the ones who have very few posts, so maybe expect a zero escape post soon......maybe
Shinigami
You and your death god girlfriend were casually walking around kanai ward looking for stuff to do on your day off
You sat on a bench and sighed tired of holding your umbrella, meanwhile shinigami was too busy looking around at all the other couples sharing their umbrellas to notice your annoyance
"The rain today is pretty bad huh?"
"I dunno, once you're here for a while you can't tell the difference anymore"
The death god pouted and sighed loudly and dramatically to get your attention
"My hair is gonna get all wet, it takes so much time to do twintails"
"......you......do your hair?"
"Obviously, you think it just spawns like this?"
"....kinda....you can magical girl transform but automatically doing your hair is out of your powers?"
"Even someone super powerful as me can't do everything y'know?"
"......sure, then why do you always have the same hairstyle?"
"Cause my hair is so long if I let it down its gonna go all the way to my legs"
"Ah I get it......now I kinda wanna see you with your hair down"
Shinigami put her hand on her head dramatically and started floating in the air even more
"Well you will soon if this rain keeps running it, ah! If only I had brought an umbrella"
You raised your head and looked at her weirdly
".......shini.....You're an incorprial being.....you can't get wet"
".............so?"
"So what?"
"Come on master! Do I have to spell it out for you? Just share that umbrella with me!"
"Why? The rain can't hit you"
"Cause it's romantic! Don't you see all the couples doing it? Or is it that you don't love me enough huh?
You looked around to see that there were indeed a lot of couples sharing umbrellas, so you sighed and raised your own so she could stand under it, which she did
"Thank youuuuu, I knew you still loved loved me master"
"At least don't float, you're already super tall and I don't want my arm to hurt later"
"Okaayyy~
She stopped floating and sat on the bench, she then started staring at you while smirking
"......what is it?"
"I dunno, just being here, with the rain, under one umbrella, it's such a romantic moment isn't it?"
"I.....guess"
Without saying another word she moved closer and kissed you passionately in the lips
"How about now?~"
".......why do you have to be such a good kisser?"
"Cause I'm good at everything"
"Except doing your hair it seems"
"H-hey! Come on master"
Halara nightmare

You and halara walked hand in hand outside of the casino you spent most of the afternoon in.
Once your partner closed the door behind them, they took out a stack of cash they had just won and started counting all the money while you took out your umbrella
"49....50...ok it should be everything, where do you wanna go now? I can buy you something if you'd like"
"I'd rather go back to the agency, I'm kinda tired now"
"Tired? Didn't you spend the entire day on my lap while I gambled?"
You blushed and tried to look away
"You told me I'd get bored just standing around.....and everyone looked at me weird"
"Calm down I'm just kidding, plus I think they regretted those stares now that I'm using their money to spoil you"
"Eh, that's true"
"OK let's go back then"
Halara put their hood on and started walking in the rain, but you quickly put the umbrella over their head, making them look at you confused
"You can keep the umbrella to yourself i already have the hood on"
"But then your clothes are gonna get wet"
"Baby, I go out in the rain in these clothes every day, I'll be fine"
"Just let me help please, you always do stuff for me I just wanna do this simple thing"
Halara looked surprised for a bit before smiling
"You're such a gentleman"
"It's just cause I love you a lot"
"Me too"
"Oh and before you say anything don't even think about paying me for this, it comes with being my lover packet"
"Alright, Alright but don't be surprised if that new game you wanted appears on your bed, that's not paying you am I right?"
"I know arguing on this isn't going to change your mind so I'll just accept it"
"Smart choice"
Fubuki clockford

You looked back at your phone one last time and sighed again the last message from fubuki was still a "I'm fully ready now I'll be there soon😊🥰👍" sent at least 30 minutes ago
A walk from the agency to the café you decided to have your date in was about 10 minutes and even if she had stopped to help a stray cat or an old person cross the street like she often did that would have taken 15 minutes at the max so your detective brain couldn't help but get worried and start thinking about every possible scenario that led to her being late
"Where is she now? Did she get lost again? But she would have texted me if she did, maybe the chief asked her to help on a case before she left? But he knew we had a date planned"
You continued thinking and sighed once you understood you couldn't come up with any believable reasons
"I should probably head back and check on her"
Just as you took your umbrella and were about to get up from your seat you heard a familiar voice yell your name
"W-wait y/n, I'm here"
You looked towards the voice and saw fubuki was there......with her hair and clothes completely soaked and panting as if she had just ran a marathon
"I am truly sorry for my lateness, I lost track of time,I....know how ironic that is, I hope you can forgive me"
"O-oh no its totally fine.....b-but why are you so wet? Did you not bring your umbrella?"
"I thought my hood would be enough but it seems the rain was particularly bad today"
"Oh I see"
"But don't worry, I can just turn back time to before I got out of the house and grab the umbrella"
"No please, I know how worn out you get after using your Forte. You already look so tired I wouldn't want to tire you out even more. We'll just share an umbrella to get back and.....I'll buy you some new clothes"
"S-share an umbrella? Oh yes I've heard of that, when a boy and girl share an umbrella that means they care about each other very much right?"
".....most of the time.....fubuki we're dating of course I care about you a lot"
Fubuki blushed and ran a hand through her wet blue hair
"Y-yes I suppose so, I apologize"
"There's no need to apologize, now just sit here, thankfully they have umbrellas on the tables, I ordered your favorite"
Fubuki got starry eyed and sat next to you
"Really? Oh thank you so much y/n, you are truly wonderful"
"You too buki, you too"
Martina electro

The moment you walked outside of your work building, even before you could start thinking about putting your hood up you felt that no raindrops were hitting your head so you opened your eyes to see Martina next to you holding an umbrella to cover your heads
"Oh hello miss vice director, any reason you're accompanying me home today?"
Martina adjusted her glasses and sighed
"You know you can drop the act with me y/n"
"Sorry, you're just so serious even outside of work, not that I mind, it's what makes you look sexy"
She started glaring at you and you got a bit scared at that
"I was joking, plus it was a compliment"
"I suppose.....well anyway what did I tell you about going out around without an umbrella, you're going to get sick"
"Oh yeah about that....I....couldn't find it"
You felt your girlfriend glare at you even more and get angrier
"Really? It's in the stand near the door, as always"
".....sorry"
She sighed but got closer, almost side hugging you
"It's alright just don't do that again ok dear?"
"Definitely, even though I wouldn't mind if it means I get to share an umbrella with you"
Her glare got even sharper and her tone more threatening
".......y/n....."
"Sorry, just kidding, I'll definitely remember next time"
"I'll hold that to you, now let's go back home, it's already late"
You nodded and started holding martina's hand and kissed her cheek as thanks causing her to blush a bit but hold onto you even tighter while walking together
Guillaume hall

You had nothing to do but wait for guillaume to come pick you up for your date so you just started scrolling through your phone making sure to cover it with the umbrella to not get it wet
"Woooh! Look at that super hot guy over here! He must be taken by a really hot and lucky girl~"
You looked up from the phone to see guillaume grinning at you with her beautiful and sharp teeth
"Oh hey babe, I'm glad you could make it"
"Obviously, you think I'd let anything get in the way of a date with you? Not even some boring peacekeepers meeting"
She practically jumped on you and hugged you tightly, making you notice her clothes were wet for some reason
"Sooooo what should we do today? I got lots of ideas but I'm willing to let you decide if you wanna, ohhhh I should have checked the tarots for advice, silly me"
"Before that, why are you covered in water? Did you not bring your umbrella?"
"Oh yeah about that, my horoscope said that if I didn't bring my umbrella when I go out something really romantic would happen, aaaaaand since I had to go on a date with you I thought it had to come true"
".....that was.....a very specific horoscope"
"Eh, I've had more specific ones, now come on let's go, I can't wait for that really romantic moment"
"Wait I can't let you get even wetter, at least get under an umbrella"
"....wait.....so that means....you and I.....are sharing an umbrella?"
"Y-yeah is there an issue with-"
"Kyaaaah that's so so so romantic, you and I holding onto each other under one umbrella with the rain pouring in around us...that's so sweet and romantic and perfect, oh my fortune telling was right as always"
".....sure, just get here"
"Of course love"
Guillaume hugged you again and put her head on your shoulder while smiling brightly
"Just make sure you hold that umbrella over both of us for the entire day, it's so cute like this okay? Okay~!"
"Yeah I was going to do it anyway"
Iruka

*Bang*
One last bullet hit the wooden target straight in the head as iruka looked at it proudly before turning to you
"So.....how was I?"
"You were great ruka, I think you did even more headshots than last time"
"I don't know.....I don't keep count....but thank you....having you here is nice"
"Don't mention it, you know I love watching you practice"
Hearing that iruka's face darkened and she grinned entering her more.....unhinged personality
"Oh yes, my love watching massacre those targets like I'd do to anyone who hurts him, how perfect! I'm glad you like it darling"
"...o-ok anyway, are you ready to go?"
"Yes, let's go"
Iruka put on her hood and you opened your umbrella, putting it over her when you realized she didn't have one
"Hm?"
"What? Something wrong?"
"No it's just......"
Suddenly iruka grabbed the umbrella you were holding and tore it out of your hands, before putting it in basically the same position it was in before
".....I could have....held the umbrella"
"You're the one without an hood, you need to be protected"
"......from the rain?"
"Yes"
Arguing with her would have been pointless, so you just stood closer to her under the umbrella as she held onto you tighter and tighter
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yeah, you're strong but it's nothing that hurts me"
"Good, if it starts to hurt tell me"
"Yeah don't worry"
"And if the rain hits you tell me too"
"Hehe, sure, what are you gonna do? Shoot the clouds?"
"..............."
"Oh my God ruka did you actually think about doing that"
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I don't know if you write for wlw themes since all your posts are wlm, so if you don't just ignore this, I'll understand.
So I wanted to request daughter-reader after having a bf for maybe a year breaking up cause she released 'holy shit I'm a lesbo' and they like broke up on good turns like he sure he was a bit sad but understanding and they both stayed friends. So now she somehow has to tell Dean, like she knows Dean probably wouldn't be mad at her but still she's a nervous wreck, and he liked her, now, ex bf much and almost treated him like family (You can continue from here if you write for wlw themes like I said already (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚)
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summary𖦹 Dean realizes he hasn't seen you hang around your boyfriend in a while and needs you to explain the sudden shift on your behavior
pairing𖦹 Dean Winchester x Daughter!Reader
word count𖦹 1,276
notes𖦹 this request took me a while be cause IT IS AMAZING and needed to be handled with love and care
It had been a year. A year of dating your now ex boyfriend. You loved him, of course you loved him, but something just always felt off. You didn't understand why girls loved kissing their boyfriends or why other girls had a hard time staying celibate. You had always felt like something was wrong with you, that maybe you were broken. It took some self reflection–and a little exploration on the internet–for you to realise the truth. You're a raging lesbian.
If you had come to this realization under any other circumstances it would have been no big deal, it’s the 21st century #pride or whatever. But this wasn't any regular coming out. You had a boyfriend you had to break up with. A boyfriend that your dad really liked. Your dad, Dean friggin Winchester, had gotten over the fact that his baby girl was dating a boy and had started treating the kid like family. So of course, when you broke up with him, you did not tell Dean–you didnt wanna break his heart. You also maybe we're sort of kinda nervous to tell your dad the reason things ended, it's always hard coming out.
Your ex and you had split on good terms. Sure he was sad about it but he understood–it's not like you didn't want him you just didn't want boys (the problem really was you not him). But just because you two didn't hate each other doesnt mean you were best friends. Dean had noticed that he wasn't coming around as much. At first he didnt wanna ask about it; maybe you two were in a rough patch, you just needed to sort stuff out. But after a month of not seeing the kid he got curious (he missed him), He decided it was time to ask you what happened.
You were in your room one day after school. Dean noticed you doing that a lot lately, locking yourself away. He walked in and found you sitting on your bed scrolling on your phone. Working up the courage to start the conversation, he started picking up trinkets on your dresser and looking at them before setting them back down. Noticing your dads odd behavior, you cleared your throat and got his attention. He put down the toy in his hand and turned to you, leaning his body on the dresser and folding his arms over his chest. You put your phone down and sat up higher in your bed, “do you need something”
Dean rubs his hand over his face and stands up straighter “um kid you know you can tell me anything right”
You give him a questioning look “uh yeah, what is this about”
“Its just…I haven't seen your boyfriend in a while…you can tell me if there's trouble in paradise”
You freeze up a bit “oh…that”
He notices your change in behavior and his face hardens in confusion and worry “Are you two ok?”
You avoid eye contact and answer “well, yes…actually no, we um…broke up”
His gaze softens and he steps closer to the bed to comfort you. He reaches out and rubs soothing circles on your shoulders.“Aw sweetheart, I'm so sorry, you wanna talk about it? What happened?” You awkwardly shrug and look up at him “It was mutual”
He scenes your reluctance to give a clear answer and stops his soothing motions “Did he do something”
“N- No, no. He didn't do anything it just wasn't gonna work out” You stumble out
Dean immediately relaxes but doesn't stop his questioning “There has to be more than that, you guys were together for like a year”
“Im sorry dad, I know you liked him” You respond, looking down at your lap
He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest again “Sure I liked him but I like you a hell of a lot more. Sweetheart, you sure you're ok? You can talk to me–tell me why.”
You look up at him anxiously “No judgement?”
“Do you seriously have to ask that, of course no judgment” he reassures
“ok…We broke up not because of any fight or anything…I just um…realized that it wouldn't work out because…I like girls”
“Oh?” Dean looks down at the floor for a second in contemplation then looks back at you “Oh!” His jaw is slack as he thinks about how to respond
You look around your room awkwardly “yeah”
He regains his composure “ok…cant say its too shocking but I still didn't expect it”
You focus back on him “Wait what”
He shrugs and continues “I mean, I know you only liked watching that live action scooby-doo cause of velma in the latex, can't blame you”
Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion and your voice raises “You knew!”
He puts his hands up in defence “I thought it could be maybe a phase or maybe you wanted to be her…maybe you swung both ways. I just never thought you would only like girls…You only like girls, right?”
“Um yeah pretty much” You respond
He rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet while processing what you said “so you're a lesbian?”
You nod “Yeah…wait you're like totally chill with this”
He looks at you with slight disbelief “Of course, why wouldn't I be?”
“I mean I didn't think you would be anti but I thought you'd have more of a reaction” You answer
“I like girls, you like girls, so what” He says, nonchalantly
“I mean, I guess you're right” You agree
His expression turns serious and he lowers his head to catch your gaze“I'm glad you felt like you could tell me…cause you can tell me anything you know”
You look up at him “I know”
He relaxes a little and unfolds his arms, placing one hand on your shoulder “Good”
You stay like that for a second before dean interrupts the silence “Are you and him like done. Like is he never gonna come over”
You try to hold back your smile “yeah im pretty sure he doesnt wanna see me again”
Dean sheepishly asks “yeah, but do you think he would want to see me”
You chuckle slightly “are you serious”
He pulls his arm back and puts his hands in the air, exasperated. “He was a good kid. I'm not gonna apologize for liking him” He put his hands in his front pockets then mutters under his breath “at least he would want to watch football with me”
“Hey!” You interject “I heard that. Football is boring”
Dean makes a disgusted face “Football is the backbone of american culture, you would know that if you would watch a game with me”
You shrug “i'm ok with not knowing”
He looks down at his feet and sighs knowing that he isn't gonna win this one. As he looks back up at you, he gives you a warm smile “you ok…sure you two broke up for a good reason but you still cared about him”
You nod “i'll be ok”
“Good…now that that's over, you have to hang out with me again, I feel like you're always in your room.” He says
After Dean pulls you out of your bed you spend the rest of the night eating junk food and watching TV. He knew the breakup was still hard for you so he didn't even try to make you watch sports with him. Halfway through the movie you picked, you had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Maybe you were a little different now, but that doesn't mean things have to change. You're still Dean's baby girl and he’ll love you just the same.
sorry if there are any typos and I hope you love it
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Are you mine - Chapter sixteen: "What do you mean Wheels up?"
Summary: Stephen's death and Emily's kidnapping are a hard blow to the team. Spencer and his wife haven't slept in over 48 hours and fighting is the only way to go, apparently. Word count: 6.074 Warnings: Cursing, spoilers of Criminal Mind Ep S13 01, angst A/N: The Reids need a break from everything. And no matter wht you say, the "wheels up" scene is the cringiest moment in the entire show. Try to prove me wrong.
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(Y/N)’s point of view
We waited for a few minutes in the hospital hall until our friends got there. We had called their family and let them know what was going on. Spencer seemed to be in severe pain, and there were too many reasons: lack of sleep, stress, hospital lighting… the fear our friend had been hurt, Emily was missing and Stephen was dead. My husband was clearly having post-traumatic stress syndrome, with no time to deal with any emotion he might have to face.
It got worse after talking to Rossi. He was refusing treatment until he spoke to Luke, Spencer, and me.
- “First, you, go through my pants pockets and find my keys. There's a little one there in a file cabinet in my office. You following me?”
The man had hit his head, was still bleeding, and looked at us like he was about to give us the secret location of the holy grail.
- “Yes, I’m following.”- Luke said, holding the keys.
- “Inside, there's Chicago Bears season tickets. When you get them, you call Matt Simmons. I promised him those tickets.”
So Rossi hit his head harder than we had anticipated. We tried to convince him he was under any drug effect, but he got so mad he called us “assclowns” and forced us to go to the BAU and do as he asked us. It was the only way he would accept treatment.
- “I can’t arrest him.”- Spencer said as we reached the bullpen. Luke and I turned to him as he covered his eyes with one hand for the hundredth time in the last half hour.
- “What are you talking about?”- Alvez asked him.
- “Scratch.”- my husband explained and made an effort to look at us- “The second I see his face, I am going to kill him.”
- “Reid, come on! No one could blame you, we all wanna end that bastard.”- Luke tried to ease the mood, but I knew Spencer meant it. He wanted to add something, but he covered his eye with one hand with a painful expression. I wanted to hold him and take him away from all that pain, but we needed to help our friends.
- “What's wrong with me?”- Spencer whispered as I kissed his hand. Neither of us had rested a lot, and his crazy hair showed how little time he had had to take care of himself in the last 48 hours.
- “I’m pretty sure it’s PTSS. You’ve been in hyper-vigilant mode for the last 48 hours, we haven’t slept, eaten or rested, and shit keeps going south.”- I replied and rubbed his arms. - “I would suggest you take some time off to deal with this, but we both know…”
- “I don't have time to process my emotional state.”- Spencer added and I just nodded.
- “That's exactly when you make time, right? You ask for help. There's no shame in that.”- Luke tried to help, but Spencer’s attention was lost.
- “Rossi's office.”
- “Yeah. I'll handle that.”- Alvez tried to continue talking, but Spencer stopped him as he started walking away.
- “No. There's someone in Rossi's office.”
My husband was right, Penelope and Agent Simmons were in the room when we walked in, and they immediately gesticulated us not to make a sound and to give them our phones. Once they put them in a little wooden box filled with Cuban cigars Rossi had on his desk, Pen finally explained:
- “Ok. Now that we are secure, I got that for Rossi last year. Not only is it a cigar case, but it's also a Faraday case. It blocks all radio and cell signals. I think Scratch might be listening to us with our cell phones, even when they're off.”
I felt naked as soon as I heard that. What had Scratch heard…
- “That explains why Rossi was so cagey in the hospital.”- Luke added- “All right. Let's find these tickets.”
But as soon as he opened the drawer, all we could see were files about Scratch.
- “What is this?”- I asked as I grabbed one and went through the pages.
- “Stephen was brought on board for one reason. That was to catch Scratch.”- Simmons explained- “That is his entire investigation into him. He kept all his records off-site, updating Prentiss and Rossi through hard copies.”
- “If it's off the cloud, Scratch can't hack it.”- Spencer added, making it sound so obvious it hurt I didn’t realize it sooner.
- “Have you guys read it?”- I asked immediately.
- “No. Prentiss ordered it compartmentalized, eyes-only clearance, but she also felt there should be at least one failsafe who wasn't part of the BAU who knew about it just in case of emergency. That's why Garcia called me.”
Emily fucking Prentiss was the best, no questions asked.
- “All right. Let's dig in. I mean, this may be our only chance at stopping this bastard.”- Luke grabbed a few files and started passing them around. I followed him and got ready to read and find my best friend. We had to bring her back and make Scratch pay for what he had done.
Spencer’s point of view
It wasn’t a good day, let's put it that way. The fact Stephen was dead and that it could have been anyone on the team was too painful to start analyzing. It got real. I had always been, but it reminded us we could go through the same any day on the field.
Monica, Stephen’s wife, called Luke and asked him to go with her to the hospital to see her husband for the last time. It broke my heart to even think that that could be my wife, visiting my corpse.
But I didn’t have time to think about it. We had to find Prentiss.
I knew my wife was trying to focus as well, but tears kept falling down her cheeks as she read the files from Stephen’s investigation. I wanted to comfort her, but again, we had no time to process, to feel sorry, to feel at all. We were against the clock, and every minute Prentiss was away was a minute I knew she was being tortured.
All I could do was read file after file and make a major effort to find a lead.
Until I did.
- “What? Prentiss texted Hotch?”- (Y/N) asked as she read the print I had found. Garcia stood by her side in the conference room and read the paper over and over again, still not believing what I had found.
- “According to Stephen's documentation, yes.”- I replied.
- “It must have been a coordinated attempt to share intel. Would Hotch have exposed himself like this?”- Simmons asked, looking confused.
- “No!”- me and my wife yell at the same time.
- “And neither would she!”- I added and continued talking as I wrote the last message on the board. - “I mean, she wouldn't rely on a hackable app, and she sure as hell wouldn't write, “A.H.,” in a text. That defeats the purpose of compartmentalizing the investigation.”- I rambled, starting to feel very irritated by the slow pace we had figuring out where Prentiss was.
- “It was a smoke screen.”- Garcia whispered, shocked.
- “Prentiss knew they had to triple watch their backs because Scratch has always had eyes and ears everywhere.”- (Y/N) added and crossed her arms on her chest, looking upset and tired as well.
- “Stephen had a background in counterintelligence. He must have designed this. He faked the Hotch side of the conversation to entice Scratch to make a move.”- I nodded at Simmon’s words as I turned and looked at my team.
- “The size and scale of which indicate desperation, a desperation he hasn't shown after a year of hiding, so why now?”
My question hung in the air for a few seconds, until (Y/N) said.
- “It’s clear that the last text hit a note on him. We know Scratch has been obsessed with Hotch ever since the very beginning. He has to be trying to get his location from Em.”- that didn’t help keep me calm at all, but I knew she was right.
- “(Y/N) is right, A.H. is a pretty big red flag. Maybe that's what brought him out.”- Simmons added.
- “Well, they used Hotch's initials in other texts before.”- Garcia suggested- “Maybe that’s not it…”
- “Then they found something else, something they knew would rattle him.”- I turned to read the message again when my wife asked.
- “What’s B-cap?
- “Geography maybe. I mean, it's mentioned in relevance to DC.”- I heard Simmom’s theory, but it didn’t feel right. To make it worse, my eye was still bothering me, I was feeling anxious and I couldn’t focus.
- “Maybe it’s a code name for a partner.”- (Y/N) suggested.
- “I can't see it.”- I whispered, annoyed. That shouldn’t be that hard. There had to be something there to help me decode those letters, and I couldn’t see it. It was so frustrating and irritating I had to deal with it alone before I snapped in front of my team. And my wife.
- “Hey, no. Why don't we kick it over to the team? Maybe they can suss out…”- Penelope was still talking when I started pushing her and Simmons out of the room.
- “No. No time. Get out!”
- “What?”- Garcia looked at me like I had just asked the most random thing on earth, but I kept gently pushing her and Simmons out.
- “Get out. Sorry. You too, chipmunk, please.”
- “What? Why me?”- the way (Y/N) stared at me was both hurt and confused.
- “I'm sorry, but get out.”- I kissed (Y/N)’s forehead as Garcia grabbed her computer, Matt took the folders and I closed the door behind them.
I needed to be alone and focused. I was exhausted, but there was no time to rest. Prentiss was in danger and I had to make an effort and figure out that message as fast as possible.
(Y/N)’s point of view
I stared at Spencer pacing in the conference room for almost an hour. It was killing me because I knew how much he was pushing himself to get the right answer. He felt responsible, he was taking the burden all alone, and it was painful to know he wouldn’t even let us help.
- “Did he even sleep?”- Garcia asked and held my hand, trying to comfort me.
- “No more than an hour. Morgan stopped by with donuts.”
- “Yeah, he told me he wanted to catch up with him.”
- “I didn’t get time to hug him. I really need a hug from Morgan right now.”- I whispered and Pen held my hand tighter.
- “This I might be able to help with.”- Matt Simmons said and pointed at the text on the screen- “Prentiss’ last text had to do with Honduras. Scratch's last known sighting before tonight was Honduras.”
- “Right, and we thought Scratch fled there.”
- “Right. Prentiss asked the IRT to contact our Central American sources just to see if we could find anything. Now, we never did. We also never stopped to ask why Scratch was in Honduras in the first place.”
- “Clearly, not for the baleadas.”- I whispered and stood up. I needed to move to keep my head focused because I was both falling asleep and losing my mind sitting there.
- “Reid will figure this out.”- Garcia said with such conviction I felt hopeful for a second.- “He's really amazing at this kind of thing.”
That was the moment my husband picked to toss a book against the window, shocking us all. He was like a madman inside that room, with crazy hair and crazy weary eyes. I ran over and stormed into the conference room with Matt and Garcia. But before I could ask Spencer what the hell had happened, he started talking:
- “B-cap is short for Banisteriopsis caapi.”
- “What the hell just happened?”- I asked, but he ignored me and continued explaining.
- “It's a plant, specifically a hallucinogen that's found in a tea called ayahuasca.”
- “We worked on a couple of those cases, I think. If I remember, it's like peyote.”- Simmons added and my husband nodded and continued talking.
- “Yeah, in multiple ways. They're similar legally in that taking them is considered a religious practice, and pharmacologically, they're similar in that both drսg cause you to hallucinate intense, geometric patterns and vomit a lot.”
- “Ok. What does this have to do with Scratch?”- Garcia questioned, still looking shaky after the book-throwing scene.
- “Well, Scratch has a cocktail of disassociative drugs to induce delusions, but a mathematical mind like his would always be looking for ways to tweak and improve the formula.”- my husband explained.
- “Ok, so he wanted to get this B- cap and use it against his victims?”- I asked him and he nodded.
- “Exactly.”
- “So he went to Honduras to look for it. He then brought it back to DC to experiment with it. Stephen and Emily came to the same conclusion and tried to pretend like they were hot on his trail.”- Simmons summarized Spencer’s idea as my husband came up with a plan:
- “We need to track down all practitioners of the ceremony in the district... Shamans, gurus, overnight religions that just hung their first shingle. He could be using one of their volunteers as a partner, either witting or unwitting.”
Penelope, Matt, and I nodded, but none of us moved. Spencer frowned and stared at us confused.
- “What?”- he asked us.
- “You threw a book at a window. It was jarring.”- Garcia whispered, still shocked.
- “It took me sixty minutes to deduce what should have taken me sixty seconds, and if Emily dies because I was too slow, I'll be throwing a lot more than books.”
And just like that, my husband stormed out of the conference room. But I wasn’t gonna let him throw a tantrum and make me feel bad about it. So I followed him.
- “Stop it!”- I whispered/yelled and grabbed his hands to force him to turn and look at me, as he reached his desk in the bullpen.
- “What? Working? I don't think it’s a good idea, all things considered.”- Spencer hadn’t snapped at me at work in a very long while, though it didn’t surprise me. He was exhausted, but so was I, and I wasn’t throwing things around.
- “Stop trying to do this on your own, Spencer! We are a fucking team!”- I raised my voice ‘cos I didn’t have any more patience to deal with him.
- “I know we are, but I need to focus! This is the kind of thing I am good at, and I am failing!”- Spencer’s voice was hard, he was almost yelling and I was glad the bullpen was mostly empty.
- “You are failing at being a team member! We are all worried sick about Em, not just you!”
- “Don’t you think I know that?! I am worried about JJ, Rossi, and Tara too! And they are not here to help us solve this case, so it’s just us two, who have barely slept or eaten, plus Garcia and Simmons!”
- “Exactly! Not just you! So fucking let us help!!”
- “I need to do this!”- Spencer argued and I nearly lost it.
- “Why don’t you take a trip to Mexico behind my back again then, maybe that would help!”
- “Oh! you were waiting for a chance to throw that to my face!!”
- “Stop it!”- Penelope grabbed our hands and forced us to stop yelling at each other.- “I love you both, and I know you are not at your best, so please, for your family’s sake, stop arguing right now!”.
- “Can you tell him he is being a jerk?”- I replied and Penelope nearly gasped. - “He is! You know he is!”
- “So are you!”- my husband argued and Garcia was now officially shocked.
- “You are making me act like a jerk!”
- “Time out! Both of you!”- Garcia raised her voice- “You are going to sit in the conference room and fix your problems while me and Simmons are going to find the ayahuasca dealer who is covering Scratch, and we won’t talk to you until you have talked like adults and not the annoying brats you are being!”
- “We don’t have time for this!”- Spencer argued as Garcia started pushing us to the conference room.
- “Then make time for this!”- she said and slammed the door behind us. She locked us there, forgetting (or overlooking) the other door in the room, wide open.
- “This is crazy, we should be after Scratch!”- Spencer complained as I sat at the conference table and stared at him, pacing back and forth the room.
- “We? Don’t you mean you, Spencer?”- I crossed my arms on my chest and stared at him as his face changed.
- “Why are you making such a big deal about it? I am good at figuring things out! Period!”- my husband stared at me, crazy hair, weary eyes, exhausted, and angry. I was sorry I was being mean, but I couldn’t hold it. He was in so much pain he kept covering his right eye with one hand, still struggling with his vision. And yet, he refused to stop and ask for help.
- “I know you are good at it! You are good at fucking everything, Spencer! But that doesn’t mean you have to figure it out all alone! You can’t just throw us out of a room ‘cos you need to think, and you can’t fucking slam books at a window and not expect us to be worried!! What the hell were you thinking?!”
I stood up and waited for his answer. He looked at me and simply raised his arms, like asking me a question.
- “You know this is not our regular case! This is not a normal situation! We are worried, frustrated, and exhausted!”
- “Spencer! I know that!”
- “Then why are you nagging me?”
- “Because I am tired of feeling you keep pushing me away when things get hard like I can’t handle shit!”- I yell and finally take the anger off my chest- “You don’t ask for my help! You wanna solve everything on your own! I know you wanna keep me safe, but it’s so frustrating ‘cos I know I can help you and you don’t fucking let me! Ever!”
- “You know I trust you! You are an amazing SSA!”- Spencer tries to explain, but I don’t let him go on. I groan in frustration and shake my head.
- “Not here! At home! You are your own island! I know things haven’t been at their best lately! I know having your mom has been challenging and I feel incredibly guilty because I told you it was ok to bring her home with us! But I just want to help! And you never let me in!”
- “(Y/N), I’ve had to deal with my mother alone my entire life!”- Spencer yelled like it was groundbreaking news.
- “Not for the last ten years or more, Spencer!”- I replied and felt almost insulted.- “I’ve supported you, loved you, and helped you with Diana since we were friends! I’ve loved her since we met!”
- “But she is not your mom! She is my problem! My burden!”- Spencer’s voice shook as he finished that sentence, and covered his eyes one more time.
- “We are not married just to fuck and raise our kids! We are married to share the good and bad things! I’ve told you a million times, that we are in this together! Whatever “This” is! Stop pushing me away or I’m actually gonna go away! Is that what you want?”
Spencer stared at me after I finished shouting. He seemed hurt, not angry, not upset, he looked at me as if I had just shot him, and he had never seen it coming.
- “I love you with my life, but we can’t go on like this.”- I whispered and took a few steps closer to him. Enough yelling, we really had to start moving in that conversation and fix things- “This whole situation showed us how much work we still need.”
- “(Y/N), all I’ve ever wanted to do was to protect you.”- my husband sounded so wounded as he said those words, and I felt guilty for having that conversation, though I knew we needed it.
- “I know, but ironically, you keep hurting me in the process.”- I replied and took another few steps closer to him. He held my hands and rested them against his face, cradling his cheeks.
- “I know I’m stupid when it comes to feelings… I’m sorry.”
- “Were you planning to tell me about Mexico or did you actually think you could keep it from me forever?”- I asked him and he took a deep breath before replying.
- “I really wanted to tell you. I've felt like shit since it happened.”
- “Did it just happen once?”
- “Yes. I planned a second trip but never made it.”
- “Why didn’t you? You felt guilty?”
- “That, and the kids got sick that weekend. I could never leave you alone with them.”- Spencer confessed and he closed his eyes as if the thought brought him pain. He looked ashamed. - “I’m so sorry.”
I wrapped my arms around Spencer and he held me so tight against his body, I had trouble breathing for a second.
- “I hate when Cat Adams gets into my head.”- I whispered against his chest and my husband kissed the top of my head.
- “It was my fault, I let her get too close this time.”
- “Fuck yeah you did, she even sat on your lap.”- I looked at him and he caressed my cheeks carefully and slowly as he stared into my eyes.
- “I did what I could to get my mother home safe.” - Spencer’s voice was so apologetic my chest tightened as I heard him.
- “I know… but it doesn’t mean it was nice to hear, or watch.”
- “You know you are the only woman on earth for me.”- he added quickly as he raised my chin with his index finger, forcing me to lock eyes with him.
- “Derek might add other planets to that list as well, Space Boy.”- I teased and Spencer sighed, nodding.
- “True.”- he held me a few more minutes, letting the whole argument sink in.- “I don’t want to push you away.”
- “I know… it comes naturally when you are under pressure. You shut everybody out.”
He didn’t say anything else, I knew what he was thinking. A part of him wanted to apologize, the rest of his brain kept thinking about Emily. I sighed and looked at him, as my hands tried to fix his messy and crazy hair a little.
- “We’ll figure it out. Now let’s bring Em back.”
Spencer’s point of view
(Y/N) and I were still reading some of the files with Scratch’s intel Stephen had collected over the recent months when our cell phone rang. We both read the text, it was an address. Matt and Penelope had a location. They were on their way.
- “We are ten minutes closer.”- I whispered and my wife dropped the file on the table.
- “Hurry!”
We both knew we shouldn’t be doing that, neither of us had slept, I could barely see with one eye and my mental health was… unhealthy, to call it somehow decent. I was ignoring all the signs of burnout, anxiety, and panic attacks because I didn’t have time to deal with it. And my poor wife was unquestionably exhausted.
I kept the AC ice cold, trying to keep (Y/N) awake as she drove. The cold could help her stay focused, because it has a stimulating effect on your body, helping to counteract drowsiness, as well as improve mental clarity and alertness.
- “I’m fucking freezing.”- she whispered.
- “I’m trying to keep you awake, chipmunk.”- I replied and rubbed her leg.
- “I’m about to start singing all the Frozen songs.”- I chuckled remembering Raven would force us to watch that movie at least once a week back then. Even my mother knew some of the songs.
- “Did you double-check your bulletproof vest?”- I knew I had checked it myself, but I had to ask again.
- “Yes, you?”
- “Yes.”- she parked and we basically jumped out of the SUV.
- “You take right, I take left.”- I suggested but my wife shook her head even before I was done talking.
- “We are not splitting. We walk in together and walk out together. Is it clear?”
- “Yes ma'am.”
We rushed inside and less than a minute later, we heard the first gunshot. The place was a three-floor warehouse. We ran toward the sound, in hopes of finding Emily. My wife was right behind me, both our guns pointing around us the entire time.
And then, I saw her, Em, running up the stairs as Scratch tried to catch her.
- “FBI!”- I shouted and pulled the trigger. But I didn’t get him, I couldn’t even focus my gaze. He shot back, and I had to take two steps back, pushing my wife behind me to keep her safe.
- “Are you ok?”- I whispered as she nodded.
- “Are you?”
- “Yes, let’s go, Emily is on the run.”
We went upstairs but didn’t find anything. Instead, we heard Alvez’s voice from the first floor and decided to regroup with him.
- “Prentiss!”- I yelled as soon as I heard another gunshot. I was on edge, ‘cos I knew at the sight of Scratch I wasn’t going to talk to him, I wasn’t hoping for an interrogation or even to see him rot in jail. No. I wanted to be the one to put a bullet in that man’s head. I needed to see him bleed and get cold to be sure no one else in my family was ever going to be threatened by him.
- “Lower your weapon, damn it!”- Prentiss whispered as I found her and Matt behind some boxes on the first floor.
- “Where is Scratch?”- I asked immediately.
- “He is upstairs.”- Em whispered.- “Tag in here, Simmons and Alvez can box him in.”
- “No, I need to go find him.”
- “No, no, no, Spence. Please. I need someone I know is real right now, all right?”- Emily begged me and my wife moved closer to her and wrapped her arms around her. Simmons took his chance and ran away to catch Scratch. When my wife moved from Emily, I wrapped my arms around Prentiss and held her close to me.
- “Are you ok?”- I whispered as Prentiss nodded and tried not to cry.
- “Do you wanna go to the car?”- (Y/N) asked.- “This whole floor is clear. Scratch was alone here. Cocky bastard.”
- “Yeah, I need to get out of here.”- Emily replied. I held her and helped her walk as my wife grabbed her from the other side and supported her weight too,-
- “Scratch is down.”- we heard Alvez’s voice on the monitor a few seconds later.- “I repeat, Scratch is down.”
And though the nightmare was over, I didn’t feel relieved at all.
- “He fell, trying to escape.”- Luke explained to us as we stood next to the body. It made his death real, but it didn’t help with closure. It felt oddly wrong. The bastard was dead but all the pain he had caused was still here, hunting us. Knowing he was gone wasn’t enough to make it go away.
Coming back home to our kids was all we needed. That day, after visiting the team at the hospital, and dragging Emily along for a check-up, we went to Sofia’s and spent the rest of the day with our babies and my mother. Raven was so happy to see us she didn't let either of us go the entire day. Not even for nap time. (Y/N) held Vincent most of the time, she didn’t want to let him go, even when our 22-month-old wasn’t very excited to be stopped from running around.
- “We need time off from work.”- my wife whispered as we both lay on her old bed, holding our sleepy babies close to us.
- “We do.”- I replied and moved my hand from Raven’s back to my wife’s leg, rubbing it carefully a few times.
- “Maybe permanently.”- she added after a few seconds. But I didn't have an answer for those words. Not yet at least. So I just closed my eyes and sighed, ready to fall asleep.
(Y/N)’s point of view
Stephens’ funeral was something I wasn’t ready to deal with. I still felt overwhelmed by everything that had happened, and I didn’t feel prepared to face Monica, his wife. When I saw her sitting with their two kids, I kept seeing myself instead, crying over Spencer’s casket.
I didn’t know how to deal with the angst that that image produced me. I just held my husband’s hand tight as we stood next to Penelope and Simmons. Speeches were said, and people spoke about Stephen’s incredible career, his brilliant mind, and his good heart. All the things we were never going to share with him.
Somehow, Emily was strong enough to say some words at the ceremony. Being in a cemetery wasn't doing any good for anyone’s mental health at the moment, but we loved Stephen too much not to be there to say one last goodbye.
- “We never get to say good-bye the way we want, and when we deal with a loss so sudden and cruel, our emotions can overwhelm us.”
Prentiss’ voice was clear and strong. I bit my lips to stop crying, and Spencer wrapped an arm around me, kissing the top of my head.
- “Stephen Walker was a good agent, but he was a better man. He made the world a better place, and we can honor him by doing the work he never got to do.”
He never got to watch his kids grow. He never got to kiss his wife one more time. He didn’t get to retire, have a life, catch Mr. Scratch, and watch how he made the world a better place. There were too many things Stephen didn’t get to do, and all that ‘cos a psycho killer murdered him. I just sobbed and hid my face in Spencer’s shirt. He held me tight and didn’t let me go during the entire ceremony.
I couldn't even talk to Monica, I was too affected. However, I watched Emily and JJ talking with her, so after they lowered the casket and most people were gone, Spencer whispered in my ear:
- “Ready to go?”- and I just nodded.
- “Prentiss asked us to meet her at the BAU.”- Mat announced to us as we started walking. I didn’t want to go there, I wanted to go home and be with my kids. But I knew if Em wanted us to go to the BAU, it was serious. It wasn’t a meeting at Rossi’s after something had emotionally affected the team, it was formal.
When we walked into the conference room, Emily was waiting for us. She stood alone, like taking the room in. God knows how fucked up she was after being taken by Scratch, we had very little time to talk to her. We had little time for anything and everything at that moment. Rossi stood by her side as we all heard her saying to Matt.
- “I wanted to thank you for all of your help.”
- “Well, it was good to be of help. Ever since the IRT went down, I've been sitting on my hands waiting for a new assignment.”- he replied with a short smile.
- “We should sit down tomorrow. We can talk about that.”- Em suggested with a nod.
- “I'd like that.”
I don’t know why knowing there was a chance Matt joined the team made me feel better about my constant thoughts of leaving. Maybe ‘cos it meant someone else could step in and take our place.
- “So we all need to discuss what Peter Lewis' death means for this team.”- Emily was in full chief-of-department mode. Spencer, who was standing by my side, held my hand and intertwined our fingers as he kept looking at Prentiss.
- “It means that Hotch can come back.”- Penelope suggested, which I hadn’t thought about to be honest. Would he like to come back to this job? A job I didn’t know if I wanted anymore?
- “Yeah. We spoke to him. He was relieved that he and Jack were out of danger. They're out of Witness Protection, but...”- Rossi paused as if he didn’t want to break our hearts with the truth.
- “He's not coming back, is he?- JJ finished his sentence and David just nodded.
- “He loves being a full-time dad.”- Prentiss added- “He never got to do that before, and, let's face it, in this job…”
- “There's always gonna be another Scratch, and he's lost enough.”- Rossi’s words were somber, but filled with honesty. Of us all, Aaron Hotchner was the one person who had been forced to sacrifice too much for the team, for the victims, for the benefit of the Bureau. He deserved a life out of that madness and just be happy. Who knew? Maybe Beth could take him back after all those years.
- “We all have.”- Tara pointed out and looked at me. Of course, she knew I was a mess. But to be fair, we were all destroyed after those last couple of days.
- “Yes. We have, which is why the director has ordered us to take some time off from handling cases.”
At that moment right here, I felt like a whole brick wall had been lifted from my shoulders.
- “But before we all leave, there's one last thing I need to say.”- Prentiss continued talking. - “Scratch got deeper into my head than I care to admit, and the only way I was able to stay sane was by repeating a mantra, two words. You know what those two words were?”
- “Fuck you?”- I asked, but Prentiss shook her head.
- “Wheels up. It saved my life when I wasn't sure I was gonna make it because it reminded me that you were out there fighting, so take your rest... You've earned it. But when we get back, wheels up, Matt.”- Em turned to Simmons and he looked at Rossi for a second before answering:
- “Wheels up, Emily.”
- “Wheels up, Tara.”- Prentiss asked and I closed my eyes for a second, feeling the anxiety filling my body. My friend was about to ask us all one by one if we committed to the team after our weeks off and I didn’t even know what I wanted to do with my life.
- “Wheels up.”- Lewis replied with a short smile.
- “Wheels up.”- JJ said before she was asked to answer,
- “Wheels up.” - Penelope did the same, and her voice cracked slightly.
- “Wheels up.” - Luke added
- “Damn right, wheels up.”- Rossi gave it a twist and then turned to my husband. His hand was still holding mine and I gave it a little squeeze. He looked at me and then at the people around us and finally nodded as he replied.
- “Wheels up.”
And then, they all stared at me. I didn’t know what to answer; I was feeling my peers’ pressure. So I opened my mouth and before I knew it, I heard myself saying.
- “Wheels up.”
And I immediately regretted it.
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