#ook I have to go to bed so much

[anna-scribbles]

haven’t had enough time to draw s5 adrinette to convey just how much this is genuinely the only thing on my mind

[maplegracefour]

Don't Tell | schlatt song fic

Summary: fwb Schlatt (sfw somehow)

Warnings: slight suggestive themes

Word Count: ~700

Author's Note: I don't think I'm too particularly happy about this one but it's here! Enjoy :)

Song: Greta Isaac - Don't Tell

Don’t give the game away I think they’re onto us

The gentle kisses pressed against your neck as your hands grip the edge of the cool bathroom sink basin. “Jay… We shouldn’t… Someone might hear…”

You feel his smirk against your warm skin as he continues to press those goddamn sweet kisses against your neck. He pulls his lips away from you, pulling further away so his eyes can meet yours.

“I think Ted is catching on.” You mumble, his smirk falters a little.

He pauses for a moment, looking down at you with glazed eyes. The silence between you feels heavy, despite the thumping music outside the door. His hand comes up to gently stroke over your jaw.

He chuckles quietly. “Ted doesn’t know anything, doll. Don’t you worry.”

There’ll be no compromise If they find out too much

You had brought it up a couple times, the secrecy is getting to you. “I just don’t get why you have to pretend I don’t exist whenever we’re with other people.”

He sighs, looking down at you as he stands at the foot of his bed. You’re sat cross-legged on the bed looking back up at him. His eyes glaze over your figure, his shirt draped over your shoulders, you looked gorgeous.

“C’mon, you know it’s not like that.” He says, running his fingers through his hair.

“It is like that.” You respond. “I’m not saying that you need a neon sign above your head saying ‘we’re fucking by the way!’. I’m just asking you to acknowledge me at a party, join me on a stream some time?” You suggest.

He groans, leaning against the foot of the bed. “The second people get a whiff that we know each other, it’s chaos on Twitter. I don’t need that right now.”

You scoff. “Right.”

Don’t say a word, no, don’t tell another Just one little white lie won’t hurt ya Keep it a secret and you’ll feel better No one has to know

The argument dissolves as soon as he’s close enough to kiss you. Your lips press together like puzzle pieces, quiet gasps escaping as he pushes you to lay down on the bed. You can feel the chain from his neck dangling down and brushing over your chest.

“Don’t worry ‘bout all that, sweetness.” He whispers against your lips, his thumb grazing over your jaw once again. “Just let me make you feel good, yeah?”

He pulls from you for a second, looking down with a silent want in his eyes. You nod, breath hitching as you ook up at him.

Later that evening, laying beside him as the cool draft from the open window blows through, hitting your warm skin and making goosebumps spread across your skin. Moments after, Schlatt is climbing out the bed and pulling his clothes on.

You frown, normally he stays. Normally, he’ll pull you into his arms. So why isn’t he doing that this time?

With his sweats pulled up, he turns to look back at you. “Listen… (Y/N)...” Oh. Oh no.

Told me to go away Then you came crawling back There’ll be no compromise My words are all you have

You hadn’t spoken to him for a couple weeks, it had almost been a month at this point. No one had really questioned it because barely anyone even knew that you two had known each other. So you spent many days just sitting in your own apartment, wondering what went wrong.

Soon, you get back into your usual rhythm. The final slot to fall back into place is your streaming. Getting back into that office chair, you pull a blanket up to you, getting cozy as you laid up all of your software.

Stream is going as well as you hoped it would, keeping it simple, playing Call of Duty and interacting with chat. But as you’re playing, you notice a little message pop up on the top corner of your screen.

Schlatt [Today at 20:47]

Hey, can I hop in and play a couple rounds?

Hide the truth, I’m telling you They won’t know a thing Hide the truth, I’m telling you It’s worth it

[babyvivi]

How did your abdl Journey started?

so i know i kinna said this already in my pinned post, but there issa bit more to it... i started off in highschool because i wanted to know what pu-ups felt like, and back then i was able to wear her 3t-4t pu-ups because i was also smaller, and i just loved them so much because of how soft and cute they were and made me feel...

but actually it kinna started a bit before that when i was like 14 and randomly finding new places on the internet like abdlhomestead.com which i think is gone now, it used to have so many great stories about abdl people and diaper teens too, i don think that abdl teens should be a thing thas encouraged, but it at least helped me when i was younger find out who i was.

anyway, after stealing my sisters pu-ups a whole bunch my step mom was wondering how she was going through so many, so eventually she got her goodnites because she thought she was getting worse, and i took some of those too and i loved them, but then my sister stopped wetting the bed and i din have anyway to get anything for myself, so i had to stop for a long time

but then one day i kinna had an idea, and i started getting thicker pads and pretending that i was wearing a diaper, i even got overnight pads one time and those were really big and fun, nobody really thought anything of it but I still tried to keep my abdl stuff a secret

when i got into big girl school i was able to buy some for myself, and my first pack i got for myself were the cinderella goodnites in M/L and i loved those so much, it ook a whole bunch of pictures but idk where they are now, i might be able to find them if i try hard enoughs also this was when i first started wetting them because i could actually get rid of them reliabubly

and after thats.... not much till i met my mommy who helped me get back into diapers where i belong! but we dont always get to see each other so i still hafta do a lot by myself :(

[ninadove]

Nina reads Dracula 🦇

September 18th

Today’s entry looks pretty long! Let’s do this!

THE ESCAPED WOLF.

PERILOUS ADVENTURE OF OUR INTERVIEWER.

Oh oh.

but I waits till they've 'ad their sherry and kawffee, so to speak, afore I tries on with the ear-scratchin'.

Wolf Care 101

"Without offence did I tell yer to go to 'ell?"

"You did."

I LOVE THIS MAN

There wasn't much people about that day, and close at hand was only one man, a tall, thin chap, with a 'ook nose and a pointed beard, with a few white hairs runnin' through it. He had a 'ard, cold look and red eyes, and I took a sort of mislike to him, for it seemed as if it was 'im as they was hirritated at. He 'ad white kid gloves on 'is 'ands, and he pointed out the animiles to me and says: 'Keeper, these wolves seem upset at something.'

"'Maybe it's you,' says I, for I did not like the airs as he give 'isself. He didn't git angry, as I 'oped he would, but he smiled a kind of insolent smile, with a mouth full of white, sharp teeth. 'Oh no, they wouldn't like me,' 'e says.

"'Ow yes, they would,' says I, a-imitatin' of him. 'They always likes a bone or two to clean their teeth on about tea-time, which you 'as a bagful.'

ICONIC

"God bless me!" he said. "If there ain't old Bersicker come back by 'isself!"

GOOD BOY

He went to the door and opened it; a most unnecessary proceeding it seemed to me. I have always thought that a wild animal never looks so well as when some obstacle of pronounced durability is between us; a personal experience has intensified rather than diminished that idea.

Reasonable.

Anyways back to the murder scene —

Without a word the Professor bent over the bed, his head almost touching poor Lucy's breast; then he gave a quick turn of his head, as of one who listens, and leaping to his feet, he cried out to me:—

"It is not yet too late! Quick! quick! Bring the brandy!"

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S NOT TOO LATE I ALREADY MOURNED MUST WE REALLY DO THIS ALL OVER AGAIN

"What are we to do now? Where are we to turn for help? We must have another transfusion of blood, and that soon, or that poor girl's life won't be worth an hour's purchase. You are exhausted already; I am exhausted too. I fear to trust those women, even if they would have courage to submit. What are we to do for some one who will open his veins for her?"

"What's the matter with me, anyhow?"

The voice came from the sofa across the room, and its tones brought relief and joy to my heart, for they were those of Quincey Morris.

YEEEEEEEEEESSSSS 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

It’s always darkest before the dawn

"A brave man's blood is the best thing on this earth when a woman is in trouble. You're a man and no mistake. Well, the devil may work against us for all he's worth, but God sends us men when we want them."

VERY COOL SPEECH

"It dropped from Lucy's breast when we carried her to the bath."

When I had read it, I stood looking at the Professor, and after a pause asked him: "In God's name, what does it all mean? Was she, or is she, mad; or what sort of horrible danger is it?" I was so bewildered that I did not know what to say more. Van Helsing put out his hand and took the paper, saying:—

"Do not trouble about it now. Forget it for the present. You shall know and understand it all in good time; but it will be later."

I think now’s a pretty good time

"Jack Seward, I don't want to shove myself in anywhere where I've no right to be; but this is no ordinary case. You know I loved that girl and wanted to marry her; but, although that's all past and gone, I can't help feeling anxious about her all the same. What is it that's wrong with her? The Dutchman—and a fine old fellow he is; I can see that—said, that time you two came into the room, that you must have another transfusion of blood, and that both you and he were exhausted. Now I know well that you medical men speak in camera, and that a man must not expect to know what they consult about in private. But this is no common matter, and, whatever it is, I have done my part. Is not that so?"

"That's so," I said, and he went on:—

"I take it that both you and Van Helsing had done already what I did to-day. Is not that so?"

"That's so."

"And I guess Art was in it too. When I saw him four days ago down at his own place he looked queer.

HE IS SO SMART TOO look at my handsome cowboy. So so so so smart.

I have not seen anything pulled down so quick since I was on the Pampas and had a mare that I was fond of go to grass all in a night. One of those big bats that they call vampires —

Oh.

One of those big bats that they call vampires had got at her in the night, and what with his gorge and the vein left open, there wasn't enough blood in her to let her stand up, and I had to put a bullet through her as she lay.

Oh.

"And how long has this been going on?"

"About ten days."

That felt like a lot longer with all the dread…

"There has been a series of little circumstances which have thrown out all our calculations as to Lucy being properly watched. But these shall not occur again. Here we stay until all be well—or ill." Quincey held out his hand. "Count me in," he said. "You and the Dutchman will tell me what to do, and I'll do it."

I love you

Quinceyyy 🎶

I ain’t never gonna stop loving you

QUINCEEEYYYYY 🎶🎶🎶

Towards dusk she fell into a doze. Here a very odd thing occurred. Whilst still asleep she took the paper from her breast and tore it in two. Van Helsing stepped over and took the pieces from her. All the same, however, she went on with the action of tearing, as though the material were still in her hands; finally she lifted her hands and opened them as though scattering the fragments. Van Helsing seemed surprised, and his brows gathered as if in thought, but he said nothing.

🥺😔

Now back to the happy couple —

Such a sad blow has befallen us. Mr. Hawkins has died very suddenly.

Oh come ooon

Forgive me, dear, if I worry you with my troubles in the midst of your own happiness; but, Lucy dear, I must tell some one, for the strain of keeping up a brave and cheerful appearance to Jonathan tries me, and I have no one here that I can confide in.

Oh come ON

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[tteokokki]

Spooky Skeletons!

- Day 9 of ageretober! (Agere/KidFic)

Little & autistic Tzuyu (4yrs) with Mummy!Jihyo & Mama!Sana

| TW: HURT AND CONFORT |

Enjoy! 🩵

Sana and Jihyo were planning this trip for years and it's finally happening in a month of work. One of Tzuyu's dreams was going to Disney World on Halloween particularly because it wasn't scary like going to neighbourhoods and asking trick or treat and hearing people screaming during the whole afternoon and evening.

They packed every single thing they would need costumes, baby/toddler/little gears, some pull-ups, Tzuyu's snacks, etc...They are staying at the Disney resort, doing activities everyday.

" Tzu come here to Mama! " Sana said waiting for the little girl to get her dressed so they could go to Magic Kingdom. The little girl came almost running on her toes to Sana.

" Mama 'Ook! Mummy made bwaids! " The girl said in a exited whisper, she showed to Sana the two little braids Jihyo just did on her hair.

" They are beautiful Sweetheart! And you look so good with them! " Sana chuckled and got up from the bed starting to dress Tzuyu up.

They were all wearing matching outfits, just with diferent colored Dismey hoodies, Jihyo begged for them to used. Tzuyu wasn't the one to complain she genuinely loved matching with her Mommys, she was wearing sweatpants and felt confortable to be on them the whole day. It's autumn so naturally it is cold and for a Baby like Tzu who feels cold easily it was the perfect outfit for the day.

" Let's go My Loves? " Jihyo asking picking her and Sana's backpack and Tzuyu's to put on the Little one's back.

They went to the big car on the garage and started their way to the park, it was still morning so they would be having a day full of attractions meeting with some characters eating delicious things, more for Sana and Jihyo.

They day went by fast, and the three of them were getting ready in their costumes to go back to the park for the Not So Scary Halloween Party! They were all dressed up as the Teletubbies, Tzuyu was Po, Jihyo was Laa Laa and Sana was Tinky Winky.

As now at night it was more calm then in the morning Tzuyu choose not to were her sound muffler headphones. They party was great and trick or treating was so fun to all of them. The last thing was the Boo To You parade as soon as it started Tzuyu asked for her headphones, she was a little sick of sleepiness, so she was clinging on Jihyo while looking to the parade.

One thing no one was expecting was that th parade had little jump scares, nothing too much h because there were a lot of kids, but Tzuyu was falling to a younger space every minute. The second last parade car was full of dancing skeletons that would get off the car and try scaring some families.

As much as Sana prayed for them to pass by, one stopped right in front of them, Tzuyu looked away rapidly but got scared the same with triggered a panic cry from the little one. Jihyo started bouncing her and tried to calm her down, but it wasn't quite working out, lucky them because Tzuyu did not cried loud but she was shaking, it was a sign to go home...

As much as it hurts a little to go to the Hotel now , they have to sleep and calm a baby down.

Soon when they enter the room, Tzuyu is visibly calmer, just some sniffles and weak sobs.

" Tzu! Come bath with Mama and I baby! " Jihyo picked the girl up going to the bathroom to take a relaxing bath before sleeping time.

Soon they went to sleep, tomorrow would be just as exhausting as today!

___

- Not my best one yet but it is something diferent, I think

[tofueggnoodles]

Drama CD Saiyuki Memorial Pack Disk 2 – Track 4: Room Allocation

Summary: After Hakkai expresses his wish to room with someone aside from Sanzo, the Ikkou air their grievances about each other’s sleeping habits.

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Hakkai: Um, this is a bit sudden, but would it possible to change our room allocation from tonight on?

Gojyo: It’s really sudden.

Goku: Why would you want to change rooms?

Hakkai: Sanzo insists on going to bed early, so anyone sharing the room with him will have to put up with early lights-out. I’d rather go to sleep much later in the night–

Gojyo: Ah, so it’s because old man Sanzo’s bedtime is way too early. What a nuisance!

Sanzo: Hah? Rooming with a kappa who talks loudly in his sleep is very much a nuisance too!

Gojyo: What did you just say? If that’s the case, Goku’s habit of tossing and turning in his sleep is even more of a nuisance.

Goku: Why me? If we’re talking about that kind of thing, in the first place, Hakkai getting up early in the morning and sneakily taking out the trash is definitely more annoying!

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Gojyo: Now that you mention it, the stupid monkey goes ‘ook-ook’ whenever he sleep-talks!

Goku: Those antennae of yours probably grow longer in the middle of the night, cockroach kappa!

Gojyo: So what? Having one’s hair growing longer is something the baldy monk can only pin his hopes on!

Sanzo: Who are you calling a baldy? Just hug a plush toy and cry yourself to sleep at night, damn kappa!

Hakkai: Ah! When it’s late at night, Sanzo starts to scratch himself **, you know.

Gojyo: The monkey eats all of the filling in the pillow while he’s still half asleep!

Goku: I’ve seen Hakkai whistle in his sleep from my bed!

(Once more, they breath loudly at each other.)

Hakkai: Er, let’s just stick with our current room assignments for the time being.

Gojyo: Yes, let’s.

Goku: Somehow, I don’t feel like rooming with any of you now.

Sanzo: Don’t worry. All of us feel the same way.

Hakkai: Well then....

Sanzo: Yeah.

Gojyo, Goku and Sanzo: Good night!

(Someone switches off the light.)

Gojyo, Goku and Sanzo: More or less....

(A whistling sound is heard.)

[Their last word, fuete, is probably the beginning of the expression “fuete mo hette mo”, which means “more or less.”]

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(Round brackets): actions and sound effects. [Square brackets]: translator’s notes. Double asterisks **: Stuff I am not sure with. Suggestions for improvements and corrections are more than welcome.

[oscpaistry]

|| Mommy and Daddy are having a fight. ||

!! Warning: cursing, other languages with translation, tension under cut !!

Virgil and you have been married for 13 years now. But one day you saw something that wasnt yours, his or your guys's children.

"Good morning lieverd!" He says with his deep morning voice. "Goede morgen schat" you say has you turn yourself around, kissing his bare shoulder. (Good morning babe)

You get off bed and put on a sweater and shorts. You go downstairs and hear the tv running in the background. You go to living room and see your both beautiful children.

"Mama! Mogen we alsjeblieft iets eten?" Nila says while running up to you and hug you. You pick her up and kiss her. (Mom! Could we please get something to eat?)

"Tuurlijk schatjes. Wat willen jullie?" You asked them while putting Nila down. (Of course sweethearts. What do you two want?)

"Pannekoeken!" Jadi answered from the living room. "Okay!" You said back. (Pancakes!)

You went to the kitchen to prepare the pancakes. You heard Virgil coming down. You heard the kids running as well.

"Papa!" You heard the two yell while hugging Virgil's leg. (Daddy!)

"Hey lieverds! Wat doen jullie hier al beneden?" Virgil picks the two off them up and came to the kitchen. (Hey darlings! What are you two doing here already?)

"Mama gaat pannekoeken maken voor ons! Wil je ook pannekoeken papa?" Nadi asked Virgil. So sweet. She always had manners, she got it from her mommy! (Mommy is gonna make some pancakes for us! Do you want some panecakes too daddy?)

"Mama haar pannekoeken zijn altijd wel lekker! Ja hoor ik wil er ook wel een paar." Virgil answers Nali while putting them down to kiss you. (Mommy her pancakes are always delicious! And yes ill take some panecakes."

"Babe, put on a shirt. Its so cold. I dont want you to get sick." You said while cleaning the kitchen counter and putting the pancakes, sugar, siroop and plates on the table.

_________________________________________

You go and clean your room. While picking up clothes you see a bra under the pile of Virgil's clothes. It was a blue laced bra. You dont wear blue bra's. Your shocked, tears filling up your eyes. You pick it up and put it somewhere. You go back to cleaning and putting the clothes in your washing machine.

There he was. The skumbag. You ignored him. Not even looking at him.

"Hey baby. Its sunday. Come downstairs and relax." He says while laying on the bed. "Jadi and Nali really want to see you and watch a movie with them!" He said and your heart skips a beat. You were so angry. All you wanted to do is ignore Virgil and be left alone. But you couldnt say no to your own children. You throw everything aside. Trying to hint at him that your angry. But he didnt notice. You go downstairs and see that they are already watching the movie. 'Pim & Pom: Het Grote Avontuur' the movie.

It was a cute movie but you've already seen it 100x because your two girls love it so much. You go and sit next to them and cuddle them. You heard Virgil coming. And your heart starts to beat faster. Virgil come and sit next to you and puts his arm around you and the girls. You try to nudge him away. But didnt really work.

After the movie you leave and go back upstairs. You lay in bed and your still thinking about that bra you found. You feel a few tears roll down your face. You wipe them away and scroll on your phone.

You hear the bedroom door open and hear virgil talking about something. You wont listen.

"Y/n, wat is er? Je luistert niet eens naar me." He says while tapping on your shoulders. (Y/n, whats wrong? Your not even listening to me.)

You finally snap and say "Virgil alsjeblieft speel niet so dom godverdomme!" You sit straight up facing him. His smile fades away. (Virgil please dont play stupid god damnit.)

"What are you talking about?" He asked when you get out off bed.

You are searching for that blue laced bra you've found. There it was. You throw it to him.

"This is what im fucking talking about!" You say while your voice breaks and your eyes are filled up with tears. Still standing there as if you didnt care.

His pupils shrink while he looks at the bra. His eyes widened, lips pressed against each other and his forehead covered in sweat.

"Am i that boring? Really Virgil? You needed to fuck another bitch?" You try to say. But your voice is almost gone.

"No i-" he stuttered.

"After 13 fucking years being married to each other. We have 2 beautiful girls. Do you even care about them? And still you pull this stunt off." Almost incoherent. Then you bawl your eyes out.

He just looks at you and sighs. Knowing fucking well he fucked everything up. No fixing up.

"A sigh? Is that your response to all of this? I felt safe with you. You were my home. You were my happy place. You were the person i trusted. Virgil you were my number one in everything. I thought you understood me. I... I dont even know what to say anymore. Just fuck you Virgil." You say while pointing at him and crying. Your heart is torn apart.

"Im sorry Y/n. I dont know why i did it." He says while tears are streaming down his face.

"I need to go. I cant be around you anymore. Im gonna stay at a hotel or something. I just cant stand looking at you anymore. I just cant stand you at all anymore." You say while getting a bag and shoving everything you could fit in it.

You go downstairs and put on your shoes and jacket. You heard Virgil running behind you. Tears streaming down both off your guys's faces.

Nali came and asked both of you. "Mama, papa! Waarom huilen jullie? Mama waarom doe je je schoenen aan? En je jas? Wat ga je doen? Mag ik mee?" While hugging my leg. (Mommy, daddy! Why are you crying? Mommy, why are you putting on your shoes? And your coat? What are you going to do? Can I come with you?)

You bend down to Nali. "Nee schat sorry je mag niet mee. Mama een papa hebben een ruzie. Mama gaat effe weg. Papa, Jadi een jij blijven hier. Ik hou van jou en Jadi! Echt waar! Mama komt in een paar dagen weer terug! Ik zal papa bellen een vragen ofdat ik met jullie kan praten! Ik hou zo veel van jullie!" You say while giving Nali a forehead kiss. (No, honey, sorry you can't come. Mommy and daddy are having a fight. Mommy is going away. Daddy, Jadi and you stay here. I love you and Jadi! truly! Mommy will be back in a few days! I'll call daddy and ask if I can talk to both of you! I love you so much!)

You look at Virgil, his eyes already red from crying. You go and take you car keys and go up to Jadi. You kiss her goodbye. You walk out and go in your car. You sob in your car. You search for the closest hotel near your house and drive off.

Bro i even got emotional at a point i could even write for 10 minutes ��. Tiktok is @virgilcentral

[ynseincanada]

dinsdag 29/08/2023

Dag twee in Canada. Nogal een late update, maar met weinig wifi en toch wel wat last van het uurverschil, heb ik nog niet veel tijd gehad.

Mama en ik zijn zondagavond laat (in België rond 4 uur ‘s ochtends) toegekomen. Na 17 uur onderweg te zijn, konden we nog altijd niet geloven dat we eigenlijk in een ander continent waren.

Na een verfrissende douche zijn we zo goed als meteen ons bed ingekropen. We waren de volgende dag dan ook al om 4 uur (12 uur Belgische tijd) wakker. Na een Canadees ontbijt (bagels met cream cheese en wafels) vertrokken we richting de stad.

Om 9 uur zijn we mijn sleutel gaan ophalen, en hebben we een klein stukje van de campus ontdekt. Mama vond iedereen zo vriendelijk (het is Canada, eh). Op mijn apartementje hebben we ook al twee van mijn kamergenoten ontmoet. Jin uit Calgary (de andere grootstad in Alberta) en Haruka uit Japan. Buiten een bed en een bureau is er nog niets, dus mama en ik gaan vandaag naar de IKEA en naar goodwill.

Mama en ik zijn ook voor de eerste keer naar de Canadese supermarkt gegaan. Alles is hier in gigantische verpakkingen. (Serieus, wie heeft er ooit zoveel boter nodig?). We wouden gisteren pasta maken, maar ik ben rond 17 uur (1 uur in België) in slaap gevallen. Geen avondmaaltijd, dus, en opnieuw vroeg wakker.

Mama zit hier nu over mij aan de ontbijttafel in mijn boekje te lezen, waarin mijn vrienden en familie lieve berichtjes hebben geschreven voor mijn vertrek Ze is aan het wenen (door jou, Djim). We gaan ons direct klaar maken om te vertrekken. Hopelijk kan ik het vandaag wat langer volhouden zonder in slaap te donderen.

Tot snel!

x Ynse

tuesday 29/08/2023

Day two in Canada. Quite a late update, but with little wifi and some trouble with the hour difference, I haven't had much time.

Mum and I arrived late Sunday night (around 4am in Belgium). After a 17 hours trip, we still couldn't believe we were actually in another continent. After a refreshing shower, we pretty much crawled straight into bed.

So it wasn’t a big surprise when we were awake by 4 am (12 pm Belgian time) the next day. After a Canadian breakfast (bagels with cream cheese and waffles) we left for the city.

At 9 o'clock we went to pick up my key, and explored a small part of the campus. Mum found everyone so friendly (it's Canada, eh). At my little apartment, we already met two of my roommates. Jin from Calgary and Haruka from Kyoto,Japan. Apart from a bed and a desk, there's nothing yet, so Mum and I will go to IKEA today.

Mum and I also went to the Canadian supermarket for the first time. Everything here comes in giant packages. (Seriously, who ever needs that much butter?). We wanted to make pasta yesterday, but I fell asleep around 5pm (1am in Belgium). So, no supper, and again waking up early.

Mum is now sitting here over me at the breakfast table reading in my little notebook, in which my friends and family have written sweet messages. She is weeping (because of you, Djim). We are going to get ready to soon. Hopefully I can last a bit longer today without falling asleep.

See you soon!

x Ynse

[aereiff]

The Investigation

Once upon a time there was very  tall detective whose name was Goldilocks and he  investigated the three bears on vacation in  a house in Dubai. So the tale is not the IIII it appears to be. They never  are. He didn’t like being called Goldilocks. It was an offshoot of his  business which includes heavy parts sarcasm, irony and mispeech in order to  bear the trials of the daily work. All the detectives had nicknames, a female  was Boise Boysee, a looker has to suffer. Donald duck, Don for short, lived  on the canal. Lambragingee, Lambri,  got caught driving a bike to work. They all had their crosses each put  the other on. Goldy for short had surfer hair, not slicked back, but fuzzed  out like the auroa of the sun, or at least when the sun had an aurora. As you  suspect in yer in all tall white dudes he was Dutch, but with some other blood  that suggested in the aborigy, but we’re not here to discuss the gene pool.  That district was named for the airport and took in the less affluent parts  of town, the warehouses, pulperias, lumberyards along the dust banks and the  downtown landfills, squatter camps, extending to the base of the towers up  and over. They divided that valley into north and south and naturally south  for all misanthropes the chumacca lies. This was the way of those explorers  not only to the west and southwest but to the globe. Didn’t they say we love  the centric part, pretending the globe girl and in the girl well we know the  center lies…

He could have  been called moonbeam, or sunshine, or starlight, but the goldy thing wasn’t  helped by his breaking open the case of the three oops, called oops yes, but  also ooks, and they are mighty big bears, or/and they might have been bears,  big fat grizzlies that would eat ya be forewarned, which is the offing of the  folktales abounding and surrounding these events.

The investigation  proceeded first hand, but eventually led to a series of folk tales, street  tales emenating in those neighboods among the freeways and tide flats of the  toxic plumes of TCE that flowed their merry way west from the old Motoola  plants. The tales grew up at the time those plumes were fast  flowing and it continues underground much  the way the tales about the oops ooks did, changing shape, permutatijgn ,  perculating, through the aq

 Uifers, Ubers of  the strata, drifting down to the salt itself. It the tales are toxic so are  the plumes and the alumina air, presume, down to the very word faer in the old  tongue before the Dutch, in that book besides Goldy’s bed. That ‘s like the  tales that Goldy found so much he became a forlift himself, fork-lorist,  collector of coyote tales, Hopi legends, Navajo forts along not just rio  salado, but north of course and down in the canyons among the brush wees of  the rio grande and above that up to the Colorado running cold. I means the  tales were that way, some put upon poles, or walls in praty paint, some found  in old pamphlets with hints in the old painters of Dutchtown as it was then  called, with degrazia untouched, found in the thrifts,  touches un approved [add other painters]  but westers case more as blue riders than realists. The tales exploded at  various points into epiphanies of nonsense and whimsy all which was suitable  f for the amnesia of the times which substituted the blast of the sun at 110  for indoor pleasures of freezer rooms and packages of orm meat that stopped  the force of crime so many days that still sleepy town of 5 million grew to  10 when all the refugees finished their arrival. They would know nothing of  the history of their new solace without such tales as these. Not that Dave,  that’s his real name, Dave Hunt, Goldilocks, or Dave Cash, would collect them  in any other form that a murder book held closely in the department. Grand  juries supposed this and a lot more. Wires and surveillance even more. So we  have a lot to tell, not to go on and on about the docket and the process. In  that town they take their  teenagers  for a night in the lockup as a precaution, same as their tales are still  painted on buildings, if you can read the symbolism. They are part of the  decoration now, licensed by the signage of the city , liegit, people eating  eat other under the rubric of nonsense. So read the billboards more closely  and look for signs of the revelation.

Police procedure  dictates that these things stored in cold cases and archives can only be  leaked sourcelessly to the press so a lot of what occurs below is just that,  stuff from murder boards and books, interviews, interpretations, ver batium  transcripts and the lithe like. How you get these exclusives  is part known part not, and if yor’re  worried about language, native speakes determine the language, I am a native  speaker form the breast  therefore I  have carte blanc. White socks is a symbol of their innocence. Trade in Body  parts is one part of cannibalism. In the mix of truth and fantasy I did  review this book cited at the end.Dave was more of a linguist than he let on.  He had an anglo saxon dictionary by is bedside and read it to go to sleep.

 4/11/18 Wed. Faer Press: “The Old English word above holds inside it many meanings. It is a going, a journey, a way, a journeying, an expedition, a road, a passing, a course, a march, a voyage, a path; it is a place where passage is possible, a thoroughfare, an entrance; it is that in which a journey or voyage is made – a vehicle, vessel, carriage, ship, ark; it is a body of persons who journey, a crew; it can also mean fear, peril, danger, sudden, intense and beautiful. [information gathered from the Bosworth-Toller Anglo-Saxon Dictionary]…This word can conjure others too if you look at it long enough: it could be the just-out-of-sight otherworld of færy; it could be a gathering of festive merriments from afar – a fair, or the gift one would give to another at such an occasion – a fairing���”

[riofann]

Christopher Rodrigo Ch. 13

Mr. Rodrigo Chapter 12 

When you come to you see all white around you convinced you’re in heaven but the beeping sounds make you realize otherwise  you groan bringing your arm to your face trying to block the light. You slowly look around realizing you were in the hospital. 

“You’re awake” You hear Tessa next to you. 

Your eyes search for her

“OMG you’re awake!” 

You smile at the sound of her voice as she speaks through the intercom 

“She’s awake!” 

You don’t know how much time passes but many people showed up to your room after that. You were repeating the same thing. Your name, date of birth, and the day. Seems like you were out for a day and by the time the second person asked you knew what day it was. Tessa sat in the room holding your hand as she alternated between texting and talking on the phone updating people. 

“Y/N you can’t scare me like that!” she fusses once it was just you two alone “Where’s Jason?” “Dead!” You grimace the memory of what happened coming back to you. “Christopher found you I don’t know how but he said he found you in your apartment?” You nod not wanting to make the situation any worse. 

“How is Jason dead?” She shrugs “They found a gunshot wound to his head and apparently he was high on drugs, that’s all I know anyway” 

“Oh” 

“Mom and dad are on the way!” “Oh okay” 

“You’re really lucky Christopher found you Y/N. You don’t know what could have happened” 

“I’m glad I’m okay too Tess” Your parents came and went, Tessa left because she had to go home to Lucas she had been in the hospital for 2 days after all. Your mind drifts to that day, to that night and you can’t help but feel even more afraid than you were. Christopher had a record? Was it tied to the men he brought with him to save you? If he did have a record, how come it never came back in the background test? “Hey mama?”  you hear his voice and you look towards the door. 

Your body tenses as you watch him enter the room and close the door. “I’m not going to hurt you Y/N” he comments taking note of your heart rate monitor beeping faster. “I know that!” How could he have killed Jason and have no consequences? You think to yourself  “just scared me is all” 

He nods, placing the vase filled with flowers on the side table next to yours before he takes a seat near you “How you feeling?” 

“Sore” you offer up a smile. He smiles and takes in the bruises on your face. “Thanks for...” He interrupts you and smiles “Don’t mention it, made a promise” You smile and look down at your hands “I guess I’m a handful” He chuckles “nah, just got trouble with the ex” You remain silent hoping that was enough for him. He clears his throat making you look at him “about the box” You nod “yea I hid it from Jason” “Why didn’t you tell me mama?” You shrug “You already did so much,” You feel tears build up “I didn’t want to bother you any more! But ..” you pause and gather yourself wiping away your tears “I’m just a burden” He leans in closer and rubs your hand “Nah don’t say that about yourself” You scoff and look up not wanting to believe that there really was no way you were not a burden. “You’re sweet but,” “But nothing where’s the box?” “Uh it’s behind the fridge” “Behind?” You nod “I’ma go check it out”  

“Okay” 

He sends a text and just like that the box is found. He would look into it later but right now he was more concerned about you “I told Bernard, he is going to give you a few weeks.” You look up “Oh I forgot about work” “Yea well now you don’t have a lot to worry about.” You straighten up in the bed “About Jason...” “Don’t worry about it I t

ook care of it” “Okay but how?” He stared at you for a while with his infamous smirk  “You really wanna know?” You think for a moment and shake your head. “Nevermind” What good was it gonna do for you to know about his sketchy background and friends? You should be more concerned about what he wanted in return. “I’ll tell you all about it later okay?” 

You nod and watch as he stands up. “I gotta go mama, visiting hours are over. If you need me just text me” 

You nod and watch as he leaves the room.

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I loved your Emil hcs! Can I have more Emil hcs , and Luca too? With a s/o that has like a universe powers , and has missions to do in the universe, I don't know how to say it , if you have watched Bee and Puppycat maybe you could get it. Yeah that's it , I'm sorry if it's a weird request , stay safe!! <3

An; So the person changed their mind they wanted it to be a oneshot , so I made it! I added Puppycat to this story. Btw suggest you guys to watch Bee and Puppycat it's such a nice show !

Emil and Luca with a s/o that goes on a missions in magical places

*alarm ringing*

. "Uuuauhhh.. *falls from bed* OW!! That hurt!" You touched your butt from the fell so you can sooth the pain away. You looked through the window to see that it's morning , then you looked at the clock, it was 7 AM.

" Ohhh.. Wait let me check again when do I have matches.." You picked up the list for this week matches. "7 , 7:15, 7:30 , seven-

8:50! I can finally do my duties freely!

Ok uhh let me get ready first so I can meet the other survivors ."

.

.

"And done!" You looked around your room and saw Puppycat still sleeping.

"Puppycaaaat! Wake uup! Today is a new day to uhh.. Oh yeah! Today is Lucas birthday ! You know what that means , we gotta go see tempbot and then she will teleport us in the candy island , and the--

" Uaaaaaahh Puopochionuposu... ( Ook I get it, stop talking...)"

You smiled and then took Puppycat from his little bed , open the door and then closed it and went down the hallways.

As you were walking you saw Margaretha , but there was something wrong. She looked so nervous.

"Hey Margie why do you look so nervous??" You asked.

"Oh my gosh Y/N!!! I need help!"

"Sure, what's the problem?"

"Ok so , me and a few other survivors broke Luca's present , it was a brand new materials for making machines and other things that Luca likes to do! And Victor's dog accidentally ate one of the materials , I don't know what to do Y/N please help me!!" You blinked a few times.

"Okkk I will help you guys , but I'm not sure what should I get him or make him something??"

"Brrrzzz Oaachonaa!!! ( I'm hungry!! )"

"Not now Puppycat! Ok I got this don't worry Margie!"

She relaxed.

"Oh thank god , thank you so much Y/N."

"Don't worry , off we go!!"

While you were walking down the stairs you were greeted with some of the survivors.

Emma ran up to you and hugged you.

"Good morning Y/N!!! And hellooo Puppycat!! Sleep well??" She said while patting Puppycat.

"Yep ! What are you guys doing?"

"Well there was a little accident when we were wrapping one of Luca's gifts.." said Emily.

"Oh? What happened??"

𝗢𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁..

"Well we kind of lost some of Lucas materials for mechanism, we gave Emil to keep them safe while we were making the cake and other things, but he lost them around the manor or garden, plus someone ate the cake, and wick ate one by accident."

Wick looked at you guilty while Victor was patting her head and Emil looked like he was about to cry because he was feeling embarrassed that he lost them.

Everything was messed up. Then Luca came .

"Hey guys how are you all doin-"

He just looked what a mess everything is.

"Uhhh did I miss something?"

"Noo no no! You didn't Luca ! We were just uhh..-"

"We were just practicing cooking with some survivors!!" it was obvious that they were making cake for Luca but he just pretended that he didn't know.

"Okay. Oh hey Y/N , going on a mission?"

"Good morning Luca! An yes we are-"

"Can I please comeee?" He said.

"Sure why no-"

"Uhm.. Miss/Mister Y/N can I please come too.?" Emil said. Ada was really shocked.

"Emil, darling? Why do you want to?" Ada asked.

"I really want to see the space, or other interesting places, please Ada?"

".... Fine. But I will have to be with you.-"

"Sorry to interrupt you miss Mesmer but I can't go on a mission with 5 people , that will be a lot.."

She sighed.

"Okay. Emil you can go, but please come back soon!"

Emil got really excited.

" Don't worry miss Mesmer I will protect him! Puppycat??"

"Nōō... Brzhoaanmddaa..(Noo... I'm hungry...)"

"Ok Puppycat I will give you..." You looked at the dining table and saw half eaten bacon."

"This half eaten bacon anndd this bread.."

He looked at you annoyed but his stomach grumbled loudly , embarrassed he ate it."

You knelt in front of him.

"Okay you ready?"

"Nōō.. Aosachakalipaew... (Noo.. I'm still hungry..)"

"Ahhhhuhgggg... Ok we will eat something if you give me the letter!"

He just stared at you still annoyed.

"Buaaaeamsmd. (Fine)"

He touches the letter with his pall and you guys teleport.

"WOOO OFF WE GOOoo"

The three of you were falling like you were in a black hole , Luca and Emil were screaming and you were only saying "WOOOO" while falling down and Puppycat was silent and looking grumpy as always.

"𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜!"

Then a big hole opened revealing the four of you falling down.

" 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙋𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙮𝙘𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙔/𝙉. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤, 𝙪𝙣𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨. 𝙐𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙."

The tempbot opens a oven with burning fire inside. ( Sounds weird I'm sorry)

The two males screamed in horror.

"Wawawawau! Uhmgg. Cheinponkot wofoliliii. ( Waiwaiwait! These two here are our.. Guests.)

The oven closes.

"𝙊𝙝! 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙚-𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬? 𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚! 𝙄𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩!"

{𝙿𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚎𝚠}

(In this part you guys dress up in candy costumes)

Luca and Emil were stunned by their costumes.

Then the tempbot opens her mouth wide so you guys can get in the island.

( basically when there's a mission the tempbot opens her mouth so she can teleport in different universes. Y'all pls don't take that weirdly 😟)

The place was actually pretty nice , you guys stepped on clouds.

Emil was just too amazed , he has never seen something beautiful like that. Same goes to Luca , he was looking at the sky. The colours.. When was the last time he saw a pretty sky like that? Doesn't remember , in his head was his terrible past. Most of the times he has seen clouds in the sky, and a little bit of the sun , but now he clearly sees it.

You chuckled.

"Beautiful isn't it?"

They snapped back to reality and smiled .

"Yeah it is! So what are we doing here?" Asked Emil.

"Oh yea , that! So it was said that in this little house it has a monster but I'm not sure.."

"Monster?!?" They both got scared.

"Relax I got my weopon , I can defeat it really easily!"

Puppycat couldn't hold it anymore , he was so hungry , so he sprinted inside.

"Puppycat!" You ran after him, Emil and Luca looked eachother in confusion and ran after you.

The two of them stopped running .

This place was huge! It was like a pudding place and other sweets. It was beautiful!

Emil smiled widely and ran to take a bite of the pudding.

"Mister Mesmer! Wait! What if it's poison?? What if the monster is near us wants to eat us?!?"

Emil stopped and looked at him.

"Maybe.. But I wanna eat that pudding!"

Luca stood there thinking .

"Hmm ok but I will take a bite if it's dangerous."

"Are you sure??" Emil started getting scared.

"Yep. Hmm let me see which one.. This one!"

Luca ran to the banana pudding , he took a bite from it.

Emil waitied for his response nervously.

"Whoa!!! This is so good!!!"

He was shocked , so he ran next to him to try.

Both of them had stars in their eyes.

"Wait!!! We forgot about Y/N and Puppycat!!!"

Emil stopped eating , and started sweating a little bit.

"Oh no!! I-its my fault that we lost them! I shouldn't go and approach to the pudding!"

Luca looked around and heard you talking loudly.

"Puppycat stop eating!! You will not even move a muscle if you eat too much !!"

Luca held his hand to help him.

"Follow me , I know where they are."

The two men ran to your direction. And what did they see was a big snake approaching to eat the two of them.

"Y/N look out!!!" Screamed Luca.

"Huh?" You turned you head , and saw that there was a big pudding snake approaching to eat you.

"Holy!!-"

The monster was few centimetres away eating you , but Luca shock him , the monster screamed in pain , it got even more mad.

Emil was panicking.

An idea popped out his mind , he used his hook , aimed it at the snake. It was very risky but wanted to save his friends. The hook went through the snakes eye , but he forgot that the hook was attached to him so he went flying right at the snake. The monster was furious and was about to eat Emil, but (Y/N) got their weapon out and sliced the snake in 2 pieces.

There were two snakes but little ones , they crawed out somewhere . Puppycat ran to them and ate them.

Emil's arm was stuck up in the strawberry jam. He fell and screamed in horror , but you catched him in bridal style.

"Gotcha!" His whole face was red .

Luca saw everything, he was in shock , what did he just saw?? And let's just say that he was a little jealous because you held Emil close .

So he went and grabbed chocolate topping from the chocolate river and threw it on Emil's face.

He was confused and first. Then he licked his lips from the chocolate , smiled from the lovely taste. He got out of your embrace took the strawberry jam out of his hand and threw it back at Luca's face. He blinked a few times. Then the two of them started a war, you watched them throw eachother foods , so you joined them to since you were bored.

The three fo you were laughing and having fun while Puppycat was sitting and waiting for you guys to finish so you can go home.

When you guys finished, you were panting , because how tired you guys were. Then started to collect some sweets in a few bags and you were ready to go.

"Awochupoinnnn. (Finally.)"

A portal opened revealing a dark room. You all entered in confusion.

It was quiet. It was like no one is here.

Suddenly you heard a

"SURPRISE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCA!!!"

Luca didn't speak. He was about to cry from happiness. You hugged him .

"Oh yea I forgot to say that , Happy birthday Luca!!" You hugged him.

He started to cry from joy.

"Thank you so much everyone. This means a lot to me..."

Ada was running toward Emil with a worried expression.

"Emil my love!! Did you get hurt??"

Emil just smiled tiredly.

"No Ada my love I am okay , I had a great time spending with my friends.." he said tiredly.

Ada hugged him which he returned the hug back.

Luca's birthday started , there were tons of sweets and drinks , it was really fun.

"Hey Luca! Having a great birthday?"

You smiled at him.

He smiled back.

"Of course Y/N . Thank you for taking me to an epic adventure with you it was really beautiful and fun.." he hugged you.

You only smiled.

"You're welcome Luca!"

Then you kissed him on the cheek, which he blushed.

You yawn.

"Well it was nice going to an adventure with you too, but I feel so tired , my legs feel like jellies. Welp I'm going to bed now , good night have a nice birthday!"

He waved at you touching his cheek where you kissed him. Smiling at himself.

Now for Emil.

While you were walking thought the halls to your room Puppycat groaned, because of how much he ate.

"I told you do not eat too much cake but you didn't listen to me."

"Yiaaaaazzz. (Sorryyy.)"

You just chuckled tiredly and headed to Emil's dorm. You knocked three times and waited for an answer. You heard footsteps , the door opened revealing tired Emil. When he saw you he started to sweat from nervousness.

"It's okay Emil! I just wanted to say thank you for today. I had so much fun with you" You smiled gently at him which made him blush.

"I-I had.. so much fun with you .. too. Th-Thank you."

𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲?

"By the way I wanted to give you this" You got out from your bag a soft fluffy blanket and pillow and a little plushie.

"I know it looks stupid as for the plushie but it's a gift from me."

He couldn't hold his excitement . The blankets were so soft and warm , same goes to the pillow.

He hugged you tightly.

You returned the hug and stayed like that for a good one minute.

"You're welcome Emil." You gave him the bag of pillow,blanket and plushie.

He took them happily and thanked you again.

You walked to your dorm happily . You got your keys from your pocket and unlocked the door. You close the door behind you and lay on the bed same as Puppycat lays down on his bed too.

"Uaaahhh.. Sooo tired.." Then suddenly you opened your eyes again.

"THE MATCH IN 8:50 I TOTALLY FORGOT , NOOOOooo!!! Why didn't I think for that uhhhhhh... I'm gonna talk to Emily tomorrow then.. Probably got replaced by other survivor..."

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*ೃ༄ All of the bg aren't mine! They are from the episodes of Bee and Puppycat.

I am really happy that you read my oneshot :)

And I hope you enjoyed it! <3

[band--psycho]

Harvey Specter x Reader-Not A Disaster After All

(Credit to the gif owner)

Other Character Masterlist

Today was the day. The day of my first date in almost three years, to say I was nervous was an understatement; not just because it was my first date in so long but also because the date was with the one of the most famous lawyers in the city, the one and only Harvey Specter. After several outfit changes I finally settled on wearing a black, spaghetti strap jumpsuit accompanied with matching black stiletto high heel ankle boots. I glanced at the clock on the other side of the room, feeling a mixture of emotions as the time grew ever closer. I hadn’t felt this nervous in a long time but likewise I hadn’t felt more excited to go on a date with someone, not since I dated Nathan, Y/d/n father. In all honesty, since he died I hadn’t really gone on many dates, if any really. I tried the dating apps a few years after his death but there just wasn’t anyone on there that I liked that way. Harvey was the first person I’d even liked since Nathan and although part of me felt guilty about it, I knew he’d want me to be happy and Harvey was a good guy, I felt safe with him. 

“So..whaddya think?” I asked in a sing-song voice as I turned the corner, revealing my outfit for my date tonight to my best friend, Emma.

“You look absolutely gorgeous babe!” she practically squealed, causing Y/d/n to pull her eyes away from the tv screen. 

“You ‘ook reawy pwetty, mummy,” Y/d/n beamed as she was waddled over to me, a wide smile on her face and a look of awe in her eyes.Thinking about it, this was probably one of the only times  she’s seen me all dressed up just like this, normally I’d just be wearing my ripped skinny jeans and a tshirt. 

“Thank you baby,” I whispered, bending down to pick her up. 

“Now, I need you to be good for Auntie Em whilst I’m out, okay?” I asked her, brushing away some of the stray locks of hair out of her face. 

“Otay,” Y/d/n agreed, placing a sloppy kiss on my cheek. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her actions as I placed her back on the floor, within seconds she’d waddled back over to the tv and was sat infront of it completely engrossed in her favourite show once again. 

“C’mon then you, you’ve got a date to go to,” Emma chuckled, lightly pushing me towards the door. 

“Okay, okay, I’m going,” I chuckled, putting my leather jacket on, taking a deep breath before I opened the door. 

“If there are any issues-” I began, quickly turning back to Emma just rolled her eyes and said, “I will call you, Y/n/n, now go otherwise you’re gonna be late.” So with that I left and got into the taxi, the closer I got to the restaurant the quicker I could feel my heart beating away in my chest. Part of me wanted nothing more than to ask the taxi driver to take me home, absolutely terrified that I was somehow going to mess this date up. But then I saw him. Mr Harvey Specter standing outside the restaurant patiently waiting for me. I took a deep breath as I opened the taxi door and made my way over to him. 

“Y/n/n,” Harvey greeted with the very same charismatic smile I first fell for. 

“Mr Specter,” I replied, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks as his eyes locked onto mine. 

“Call me Harvey,” he chuckled, lightly placing his hand on the lower part of my back, leading me into the restaurant. There was no turning back now. This date was happening...and it was either going to be the best night of my life or...or I was just never going to date again. 

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I’d always heard about how charming Harvey Specter was but I never expected this. He was...he was amazing. I felt like I’d known him for years, the two of us were just swapping stories about our lives, our hobbies, just anything and everything..once we got talking it’s like we couldn’t stop. There was no awkward silence, or nerves about what to say, it was just natural. I hadn’t even realised how much time had passed until my phone rang; at first I was just going to ignore it but when I saw Emma's name flash up in the called ID I felt my heart stop, terrified that something was wrong with Y/d/n.  

“Sorry, I’ve got to answer this,” I apologised, rushing over to a quieter part of the restaurant to answer my phone. 

“Em, what’s happened? Is Y/d/n okay?” I asked, a worrying tone now lacing my voice. 

“Don’t panic, Y/n/n, but Y/d/n’s been sick, you don’t need to worry I can take care of-”

“I’m on my way home,” I interrupted before hanging up the call and quickly making my way back over to Harvey. 

“Harvey, I hate to do this but I’ve really got to go, it’s my daughter she’s not well,” I explained, grabbing my jacket from the chair. 

“I can uh...I can forward you the money if you send me your details,” I quickly added, not really having the time to work out exactly how much I was going to owe him for this dinner. 

“I’ve got it, don’t worry,” Harvey replied with a smile, handing over the money to a nearby waiter. I wanted to argue with him about it, but I couldn’t, not now. Right now all I wanted to do was go home and look after Y/d/n. I smiled politely at Harvey and rushed outside, attempting (and failing) to get a taxi. I sighed in frustration, running a hand through my hair, placing a hand on a nearby wall in an attempt to steady myself as I took my heels off accepting that I was going to have to walk (more like run) home. 

“Y/n/n? What’re you doing?” Harvey asked, his voice catching me off guard entirely. 

“I’ve gotta go home but apparently all the taxis wanna ignore me, so I’m gonna have to walk,” I explained in a harsher tone than I expected. 

“My cars gonna be here in five minutes, I’ll take you home,” 

“Harvey, that’s a really nice offer but-” I attempted to argue only to be interrupted by Harveys words, “But nothing, I’m not about to let you walk home this late at night, besides the quicker we get to Yd/n the better right?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he held out his hand for me to take. I didn’t want to take advantage of him...but I couldn’t deny this offer, so I slipped my heels back on and took his hand, both of us waiting patiently for his car to arrive.  

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“Thank you so much for this Harvey, I really appreciate it,” I said, practically bolting out of the car before he could say anything back. I didn’t even know Harvey had followed me to the door until I saw the shocked expression on Emma's face when she answered the door. 

“Harvey-” 

“I wanna help,” He offered, a small and reassuring smile coming upon his lips. I nodded back, smiling at him before rushing into the house and heading to Y/d/ns bedroom. When I saw Y/d/n, I felt my heart ache, her usual rose tinted cheeks were pale and tears cascaded from her now bloodshot eyes. 

“Mummy,” She sniffled when she saw me, “I don’ feel good,”

“It’s okay baby, I’m here,” I cooed, stroking her hair soothingly as I sat next to her on the bed. 

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Ten minutes after I got back, Emma left, leaving me and Harvey to take care of Y/d/n. Harvey was amazing. There was no other word I could use to describe how great he was at looking after Y/d/n; all I did was stay in bed with her, stroking her hair and giving her all the cuddles I possibly could while Harvey did everything else, he would got her water and a little wet flannel to bring her slight fever down and then on top of that he read to her. Not once. Not twice. But at least five times as much as I hated to admit it, he was a lot better at doing the voices than I was and I could see Y/d/n was enjoying it and it was definitely helping to calm her down. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed but eventually Y/d/n fell asleep; I carefully moved my arms away from her and moved off the bed. 

Thank you, for everything you’ve done tonight,” I began, my voice barely above as a whisper to, as we quietly left the room, making our way back downstairs. 

“It was a pleasure,” Harvey reassured with a comforting smile on his face. A short silence filled the air as he grabbed his suit jacket and made his way to the door.

“I know tonight has been a disaster-,” I began only to be interrupted by Harveys chuckle.

“I got to spend the evening with you, I call that a success,” He said , wrapping his arms around my waist, a comforting smile on his face. I don’t know what came over me, but at that moment all I wanted to do was kiss him. So that's exactly what I did. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and closed the distance between our lips. Instantly, Harvey reciprocated my action, his hands slowly moving up my body to my face, caressing my cheeks as he deepened the kiss. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” He whispered against my lips, pecking them one last time before opening the door and making his way over to the car, just before he got in he winked at me, that charismatic smile coming onto his face again. Then he vanished off into the distance. Maybe tonight wasn’t a disaster after all...maybe it was the beginning of something really special.

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Surprise: Harry Potter x Wife!Reader

A/N: warning, i guess there is a slight mention of NSFW (i do not write smut btw) and vomiting, sickness, etc.

Your eyes fluttered open as you were snatched out of your sweet dreams.

You looked to your left, where your husband was still sleeping.

Giggling, you got up and dressed for work.

‘Wake up, sleepyhead.’ You spoke. ‘You’re going to be late for work.’

Harry let out a small groan, sitting up in bed.

‘Morning love.’ He said through a yawn.

‘Morning, dork.’

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‘Mrs Potter, good morning!’

‘Hello Mrs Potter!’

‘Hi Y/N, alright?’

‘Good day Mrs Potter!’

‘Hello, hello.’ You briskly said, rushing through the stampede of Ministry wizards, making your way to your office.

‘Y/N, thank goodness you’re here!’ Hermione spoke. ‘Samuel Goodman’s having trouble with that spitting guitar again.’

‘Really? Again?’ you whined. ‘I didn’t think to bring lunch! That man’s job is going to take hours.’

‘I’ll tell Ron to get you something.’ Hermione giggled.

You fake gasped. ‘Minister, are you helping an employee?’

Hermione snorted. ‘Very funny, get going, he’s already knee-deep.’

You raised your hands in surrender, running off.

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‘Now, Mr Goodman.’ You seriously stated. ‘I do believe I told you to leave this instrument alone?’

The man blushed scarlet, muttering something that sounded like an apology.

You sighed. ‘Well, it’s done. It won’t spit at you anymore. Good day.’

You lead him out of your office.

Minutes later, there was a knock on your door.

‘Come in.’

‘Hey, Y/N.’ Ronald Weasley popped his head in. ‘Mione told me to bring you lunch, here you go. George has fixed this up for you.’

‘Ah, thanks Ron.’ You yawned. ‘Tell him thanks, that looks great.’

After eating your delicious egg-sandwich, you headed to your husband’s office.

‘Hi Y/N.’ Harry smiled as you entered. ‘Long day?’

‘The spitting guitar again.’ You answered.

‘Again? I feel sorry for you now.’

‘Oh, shut up.’ You laughed. ‘I expect-’

But at that moment, a wave of nausea overcame you, so powerful that you doubled over.

‘Love?’ Harry worriedly asked. ‘Y/N?’

Not speaking, afraid you would throw up, you ran into his bathroom and retched into the toilet.

After panting and cleaning yourself up, you went back out.

‘Love, a-are you alright?’ Harry asked.

‘I’m fine...’ you answered. ‘Maybe George cooked a bad egg or something in his sandwich...’

Harry nodded, unconvinced.

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The bell on the door of the shop rang as you entered.

The red-haired man at the counter didn’t look up. ‘Hello, welcome to Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, best joke shop in Diagon Alley, I’m George Weasley and you may look around and ask me if you need anything.’

You politely waited for him to finish his monologue before you spoke.

‘Hem hem.’ You said, fighting your giggles as George’s head snapped up in horror.

‘Oh, it’s just you.’ He spoke. ‘I thought it was old toad-face who came to shut down my shop.’

‘Just me?’ you asked. ‘I’m offended.’

‘Yeah, yeah, hello Y/N.’ George snickered. ‘May I help you?’

‘Well, thanks for the sandwich.’ You began. ‘But did you-’

Before you could say put a bad egg in it, another wave of nausea washed over you.

‘Bathroom?!’ you choked out.

‘Y/N, what-’ George began. ‘Uh, yeah, just there.’

He pointed to the door.

You ran in and retched again.

‘Are you alright?’ George asked.

‘Well, I was going to ask you if you put a rotten egg in the sandwich, but now I’m wondering if you put a Puking Pastille in it...’

‘Puking Pastille?’ George repeated. ‘Why would I put that in your food? And we aren’t even making those anymore, it’s limited to Fever Fudge and Fainting Fancies.’

‘Am I sick?’ you wondered aloud.

‘By the looks of it, yeah.’ George spoke. ‘Maybe go home and rest?’

‘Yeah, maybe drop by at St. Mungo’s....’ you muttered, leaving.

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‘Hello, you’re at St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, if you want to get treated, use that elevator, if you’re meeting someone, you have to wait, if you’re wasting my time, then please leave and- OH MERLIN!’ the woman gasped. ‘Y-you’re Y/N Potter...’

‘Uhm, I do believe I am.’ You said uncertainly.

‘Oh, well, oh, Mrs Potter, uh, big fan.’ She stuttered. ‘How may I assist you?’

‘Well, you see, I’ve been vomiting since this afternoon, it’s happened thrice already and I don’t recall eating anything off or drinking something old... overall, I need help.’

‘Well, of course you do!’ she breathed. ‘We will call our best healer for you, Mrs Potter, given how much you do for this nation!’

You fought the urge to giggle. ‘Er, thanks. I hope this best healer of yours can cure me.’

‘Certainly dear! He is one of the most skilled.’

The woman grabbed a microphone of sorts and bellowed. ‘HEALER MALFOY, I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE ASSISTING A DYING PATIENT OR WHATEVER IT IS THAT YOU’RE DOING, GET. HERE. NOW!’

You gasped. ‘Did you say... Healer Malfoy? As in Draco Malfoy?’

‘Yes, dear, quite right.’ She distractedly said.

‘What do you want, you horrible old woman?’ a voice asked behind you.

You didn’t dare turn.

‘Malfoy, kindly assist this lovely lady here.’

‘Alright, hello, how may I help?’ asked Draco.

Cursing internally, you turned around. ‘Hi...’

‘Y/N?’ he asked.

‘Draco.’ You spoke.

‘Ah... um come on, then.’ He awkwardly led you to his office.

‘We haven’t seen each other in quite some time, have we?’ he asked once you entered.

‘Yeah, the last time we met was when we both thought Harry was dead.’ You spoke sarcastically.

Draco smirked. ‘So, what’s with you and Potter, L/N?’

‘That’s Y/N Potter to you.’ You corrected.

Draco’s eyes grew wide. ‘Y/N Potter? You’re serious? That’s you? I thought it was some other Y/N or something...’

‘Honestly Malfoy, how many Y/N’s would marry Harry Potter?’ you asked.

‘I expect you have a point. Alright, Mrs Potter, what ails you?’ he asked.

‘Dunno.’ You simply answered. ‘Been retching all afternoon.’

‘What?’

‘Wait...’ something wasn’t right.

Oh no.

You ran into his bathroom and doubled over inside the toilet and let out your stomach’s contents yet again.

‘Blimey, you alright?’ asked Draco. ‘When did this start?’

‘This afternoon!’ you panted. ‘I thought George put a Puking Pastille in my sandwich, but then it didn’t stop. What’s wrong with me?’

‘I have a very good idea of what might be wrong with you.’ He began, making a disgusted face but you couldn’t place why. ‘But if it’s not true, I don’t want to worry you uselessly. Here, take these pills and if they don’t work, come to me right away. It will take two or three hours to have an effect, so tomorrow should be fine if you’re still... a human hosepipe.’

You snorted. ‘Yeah, alright. Thanks Healer Malfoy.’

‘My pleasure, Y/N Potter.’

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‘Hey love, how are you feeling?’ Harry asked as you entered your house.

‘Bit better, I went to St Mungo’s and apparently the best healer they have is Healer Malfoy.’ You spoke.

Harry laughed. ‘And what did Healer Malfoy tell you?’

‘He didn’t. He said he knew what might be wrong with me, but he didn’t want to uselessly worry me in case this is just a nasty stomach bug. So, I’ve got these pills for now.’ You explained.

‘Well, that’s nice.’ You husband said in amusement. ‘For once, you and Malfoy had a conversation where the both of you weren’t constantly threatening to break each other’s face.’

‘I was in for a surprise myself.’ You sarcastically said. ‘I’m going to bed... it’s been a long day, y’know?’

‘Yeah, I understand.’ Harry soothed. ‘Come on, let’s go.’

And yet after eating the pills, you puked almost four times that night.

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‘MALFOY!’ you bellowed. ‘OPEN THE DOOR!’

The door swung open.

‘Pills not working?’ Draco asked before you could open your mouth.

You aggressively nodded.

‘Ugh.’ He spoke. ‘We’re going there, aren’t we? Oh well. Come in.’

He shut the door and crossed his arms over his chest. ‘Er, Y/N, I have a question that is necessary for finding out what’s wrong with you... uhm, you’re married and all right? So, um... did you and Potter have your... em, fun night yet?’

Your cheeks blushed a heavy scarlet as you choked on your own spit. ‘Fun *cough* night?’

Draco looked fairly embarrassed as well. ‘Sorry, er, let me rephrase, when did you have your last menstrual cycle?’

‘About...’ you suddenly gasped. ‘It’s ten days late!’

‘Mhmm.’ Draco wore the same disgusted expression as before.

‘What?’

‘Sorry, it’s just really hard to imagine Potter wanking himself in your presence...’

You slapped the back of his head.

‘Sorry, sorry.’ He said again. ‘Alright, um, take this.’

He handed you a small tube of sorts.

You raised a brow. ‘The Draco Malfoy, offering me a muggle instrument? What day is it today?’

‘They’re surprisingly reliable.’ He said delicately. ‘And it’s Wednesday, by the way.’

You giggled.

Minutes later, you emerged from the bathroom.

‘So what does two lines mean?’

‘That there’s one baby Potter in there.’

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The next morning, you set out for your friends’ house.

You knocked on the door.

Several minutes later, a shabby-ooking Ron came out. ‘Whozzerre?’

‘Y/N.’ you answered.

‘The bloody hell are you doing here seven in the morning?’ he asked, nettled.

‘I need to see your wife, Ronald.’ You responded with equal mock-anger.

‘Oh, for Merlin’s sake Ron!’ said a voice as a fully dressed Hermione appeared at the door. ‘Y/N! Hi!’

‘Hey Mione, can I speak to you?’

‘Of course.’

‘Er, privately?’

‘Oh don’t mind me. I’m going to bed.’ Ron yawned.

‘Charming, Ronald.’ Hermione snapped as Ron trudged back. ‘Yes?’

‘Mione... I’m pregnant.’

‘What? I’m sorry, I must’ve misheard you, could you say that again?’

‘I’m serious Mione. I’m pregnant.’

‘WHAT?’ Hermione squealed. ‘Y/N, but that’s... amazing!’

‘I know!’ you squealed.

‘Does Harry know?’

You looked away.

‘You didn’t tell him, did you?’ Hermione accusingly said.

‘I’m not sure how he’s going to react.’ You muttered.

‘Well... maybe tell him by the end of this week... the Auror requirements are crazy at the moment. Maybe you ought to wait till he’s relaxed?’ she suggested.

‘Yeah, I’ll do that. And Mione, could you please cover for me just this once? I’ll work overtime maybe when you know, the baby’s born? It’s just... I’m quite tired at the moment.’ You pleaded.

‘You will not work overtime after your baby is born.’ Hermione sternly instructed. ‘I will cover for you all the same. Take care, Y/N.’

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‘Love, is something the matter?’ Harry concernedly asked. ‘You’re... distant.’

‘I’m working long hours, Harry.’ You responded.

Harry arched a brow. ‘I don’t recall ever seeing you at the office in the last two days. Where do you disappear to in the day time?’

‘I have other work to do besides stay at the Ministry, Harry.’ You snapped in irritation.

Pregnancy was giving you mood swings.

‘See, this is the problem.’ Harry said. ‘You’re not telling me something. When was the last time you called me Harry in that tone?’

‘I dunno, but I’ll use it more often if you act like this.’

‘You know what, that’s it.’ He slammed his fork on the table. ‘I can’t take this anymore. Do what you like.’

He stomped up.

Yup, you blew it.

Sighing and rubbing your temples, you followed.

‘I’m not sure you’d be happy if I told you why.’ You muttered when you got there.

‘Happy?’ asked Harry. ‘Why would I be happy with something that is the cause of my wife ignoring me? I’d personally hate it.’

Tears brimmed in your eyes.

‘Oh yeah?’ you asked in a shaky voice. ‘Well good job, because I’m bloody pregnant with your bloody baby. And you hate it, don’t you?’

Harry was dumbstruck.

He opened and closed his mouth like a goldfish.

‘Y/N...’ he choked out. ‘I didn’t mean...’

‘Save it.’ You said, running downstairs.

Harry messed up his hair.

‘I’m gonna be a dad?’ he whispered to no one.

A crash from the dining room followed by a whimper of pain snapped him out of his thoughts.

‘Love?’ he called.

No answer.

‘Y/N!’ he ran down.

‘I’m... nothing, I thought it was going to... come.’ You panted. ‘Babies don’t come that fast, do they?’

‘I... don’t know. Love, I’m so sorry.’

Harry gently picked you up and carried you to your bedroom.

He pressed a kiss to your cheek. ‘Rest, darling. Don’t exhaust our little child here.’

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‘It’s a boy!’

You let out a choked sob, reaching out as the doctor placed your creation in your hands.

Everybody, Harry, Ron, Hermione, George, Ginny, Bill, Fleur, Percy, Mr and Mrs Weasley had come to see you.

‘It’s so cute!’ Ginny whispered.

‘He’s beautiful.’ You spoke.

Your husband approached you.

‘C-can I?’ he asked.

You smiled and shifted over as Harry sat down, cradling the baby boy in his arms.

A tear escaped his eye.

‘James.’ You cooed.

‘James Sirius Potter.’ Harry declared, pressing a kiss to your temple.

After you had gone home, Harry had taken you to the nursery he designed for the baby weeks ago.

‘I love you so much.’ He muttered.

‘I love you too, idiot.’ You laughed. ‘And I love this baby.’

‘Hmm. Let’s make another one.’

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hello! do you have any fics where charles meets edie/erik's family for the first time?

Hi anon. I have plenty of fics where Charles meets Edie and/or Erik's family. I hope you enjoy!!!

Charles Meets Edie/Erik’s family for the first time

In the Bleak Midwinter – keire_ke

Summary: It is not easy to find out, well into the second decade of the twenty-first century, that your mother arranged a marriage for you. It is even less easy to convince her that you have no interest in the very fertile Magda, she of the wide hips and lustrous auburn hair. Fortunately, with a good friend at his side over the holiday weekend, Erik is sure he will prevail.

A Road Trip to Pennsylvania - Aainiouu

Summary: For a year Charles has nurtured the biggest and most embarrassing crush known to man towards Erik. They are friends and roommates and when Erik asks Charles to accompany him to home on Thanksgiving of course Charles goes.

Fools and Their Mamas – LoveSupreme

Summary: Charles FINALLY gets to meet Erik's mother in person! Sure she doesn't know any English (besides knowing when Erik is cursing and thus requiring a good smack) and sure Charles doesn't have a great history when it comes to mothers, but Erik is sure everything will be stupendous, when he has brain power left over from trying to find a way to ask Charles to move to the Lensherr estate.

A Nice Boy (The Family Matters Edition) – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik's not sure whether the problem is that he doesn't want his parents to meet Charles or that he doesn't want Charles to meet his parents. Either way, he never invites Charles to brunch. Why should he? It's not like they're dating.

First Impressions – Ook

Summary: The first time Erik Lensherr, CEO of Eisenhardt Enterprises, met Charles Xavier he might just have called him a homeless drop out and accused him of being a junkie, before realising he was a waiter. He almost apologised.

The second time Erik Lensherr met Charles Xavier, he was volunteering at the soup kitchen, and Erik definitely (In Charles's opinion) accused him of being a thoughtless freeloader and slacker. He did apologise. Eventually.

The third time Erik met Charles, he hit him with his car. This was definitely not on purpose. Erik didn't actually ever say he was sorry, but he did end up taking Charles home with him, that time.

Food, Family, and Friends with Benefits – endingthemes

Summary: “Everyone,” Edie says, voice bursting with pride. “Erik’s here, and he’s brought his friend.” She takes Charles’ arm and pulls him forward, presenting him like a shiny object. “This is Charles.”

Charles manages a weak wave and an even weaker, “Hello.”

(In which Charles gets dragged along to his fuck buddy's parent's house to celebrate a Jewish holiday, and things get weird.)

Impulse Decisions – listerinezero

Summary: Erik wakes up in Las Vegas with a hell of a hangover, a telepath in his bed, and a ring on his finger. Now what?

Look Up, You’re Standing Next To Me, What A Feeling – luninosity

Summary: Charles, when uncertain, buries the uncertainty beneath extra certainty about everything else, which reads an awful lot like arrogance to anyone who doesn’t know better. Erik does know better. His mother doesn’t.

I ♥ NY (It’s My Friends I’m Not Sure Of) – oddegg

Summary: Erik is a single, successful man who likes quick sex with no strings attached. Then, he meets college professor Charles and it's love at first sight, at least for him. Charles, who heard of Erik's notorious ways, wants nothing to do with him besides being friends. Cue Erik bending over backwards to steal Charles' heart.

Series

Mutually Beneficial Transaction – Pookaseraph

Summary: In his sophomore year at Columbia University, Erik, feeling slowly strangled by his mounting college debt, places an add on a sugar daddies website. He doesn't know exactly what to expect from it, but when he's contacted by a man named Charles who seems less creepy than the other people who have responded to his profile, he decides to give it a shot. Charles is nothing like what he expected, and Erik finds himself slowly falling in love with his sugar daddy while trying to find out exactly what caused this amazing guy to buy his emotional and sexual intimacy when he clearly deserves so much more than that.

Math Reasons – pearl_o, pocky_slash

Summary: "Mom says Erik always knows what he wants, it just sometimes takes him a little while to actually realize it," Ruth said.

Charles fell in love with Erik the first night they met, the first week of freshman year. Two years of friendship, adventures, arguments, hijinks, secrets, and summer visits later, Erik is starting to catch up.

Miss Missing You – WaxRhapsodic

Summary: In his head he knew it was unfair to compare Charles and Magda, but he couldn’t help the giddiness he felt around Charles. Erik had never felt this way about anyone before, and he relished the live wire of emotion coiled in his chest.

or

Erik and Magda are separated when he meets a charming young professor out on the town.

Soul of my soul – ikeracity

Summary: You can imprint on your soulmate anywhere — school, work, on the street, in a restaurant, on the subway.

Charles and Erik imprint on each other just in time for the holidays.

Heart of my heart – pinkoptics

Summary: You can imprint on your soulmate anywhere — school, work, on the street, in a restaurant, on the subway.

Of course, imprinting on the guardian of one of your grade one students isn’t ideal.

Then again, when has Erik’s life ever been ideal?

Love Over Challah – sebastian2017

Summary: As his first Shabbat alone with David approaches, Charles realizes he's overlooked one important detail: he's not actually sure how to have a Shabbat dinner. Thankfully, he meets Edie Lehnsherr, who just so happens to be having dinner with her son and grandchildren that very Friday and would love to have Charles and David over to celebrate the Shabbat with.

or

Charles and Erik meet while celebrating the Shabbat and bond over mutant activism and their adorable children.

When, how, and because we do – aesc, pearl_o

Summary: Erik brings Charles home to meet his mother. AU of Tough little baby telepath.

And your smile, oh darling, your smile – lavenderlotion

Summary: Charles turned back around to find Mrs. Lehnsherr still standing in the doorway, watching them with a smile and some very warm thoughts that made Charles feel very soft in his chest, right by his heart. "You have a lovely home, Mrs. Lehnsherr. It's very, very nice," Charles told her seriously, meaning every word and hoping that Mrs. Lehnsherr would believe him and not think him just terrible for the way that he had first thought the house too small.

Hearts and Bones – pocky_slash

Summary: Modern, non-powered AU. An impending visit with Erik's parents leaves Charles anxious and Erik unsure how to proceed.

Good manners (will get you far) – ximeria

Summary: Charles had been looking forward to the performance at the Met for ages. Little did he know, things would not go according to plan.

The Gift of the Magi, But Screw it Up – librata

Summary: He doesn't know if he's buying too much, too little, or even the right things at all, because he's never entertained a guest as important as Edie Lehnsherr.

‘How to Parent’ by Edie Lehnsherr – SprinkleofSunshine

Summary: Edie prided herself on being a good mother. The best mother even. After all, she had several mugs in her cupboards declaring that truth gifted by her two children over the years. However, something is going on with her son, Erik, and it's her duty to find out what....

Defying Expectations – Baamon5evr

Summary: Charles and Erik meet each other’s family. Neither of them gets what they expect.

Meeting the Parents – melonbutterfly

Summary: Erik takes Charles home to introduce him to his family.

Charles Does Not Buy a Shamwow – magneto

Summary: Charles and Erik are spending the first few days of their university's winter break alone at Erik's mother's house. Then, Erik's mother decides to come home early unannounced... while Erik and Charles are naked on the living room couch.

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Dad! Fred Weasley x Fem! Reader (Granger and mum too)

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of food, sort of sad, abandonment issues, pregnancy, vomiting, not a lot but tell me if I missed any.

A/N: I'm obsessed with dad fred ok?

Y/N= Your Name L/N= Your Last Name Y/H= Your House, Y/N/N: Your Nickname

"I'm sorry! I-It's just that between the shop, and Umbridge, and my mum- It's all too much and I can't also-" Fred says as I feel tears drip down my cheeks. "You also can't have me? I didn't know that I was such a burden Fred. If I knew I wouldn't of burdened you for three fucking years." I say and he looks at me hurt. "No- No! I didn't mean that- Baby" He begins but I let out a choked laugh. "You can't call me that. No not when you are breaking up with me. That's not fair." I cry and he tries to move closer but I take a step back picking up the clothes in my closet. "W-What are you doing?" He asks and I throw his shirts at him as I grab his things on the bottom. "I can barely face you now. I'm not facing you to give you your things back." I tell him and I hear a choked cry. "Please don't do this. We can still be friends." He tells me and I laugh through my tears. "You can't call me a burden and say that shit line." I tell him. I turn around to see tears strolling down his face, barely any because of the fight he is putting up.

I finally cry and wrap my arms around him. He places his hand on my head and the other on my back, holding me where I was. "I'm so sorry" He whispers in my hair and I just sob into his shirt. He finally leaves when George calls him and I watch from my window the fireworks off in the distance. I sit down on my bed and feel myself break mentally. 'I don't know how I will do this on my own.' I think to myself staring at the pregnancy test I took yesterday. I was planning on telling him but when he clumped me in with his burdens, it was too hard. I just curl up into a ball crying until I fall asleep.

***

"HERMIONE HE'S DOING IT AGAIN- FINN" I yell as the baby flings his lunch at me. "SWITCH!" She yells back in the same worried tone. I grab Ginger my other newborn as she grab my spoon and place her on her tray. She fights me as I try to swaddle her and I plead her silently. I hear the doorbell ring and Hermione perks up. "Don't you dare-" She begins but I place Ginger in her cot and run out to see who it is.

I open the door and my breath hitches lightly. "Hey Y/n..." George says nervously. He looks up and does a double take. "A-Are you alright?" He stutters at my appearance. "Yeah just work getting ahead of me." I explain and he nods. "So... Watcha doing here? For the first time.. In a year..." I mumble the last part and he looks around confused. "Where's Hermione. She invited me saying something about needing to tell me something." He explains. "HERMIONE" I groan and she walks out and smiles at George. "You made it!" She exclaims and I point at her. "You're dead." I say and I run towards her angrily.

"WHAT THE HELL YOU CALLED GEORGE?!"

"LOOK I CAN'T TELL YOU ENOUGH THEY NEED A MALE INFLUENCE AND SURE AS HELL FRED WON'T BE IT SINCE YOU HAVE NO GUTS, HE'S THE BEST OPTION."

"I CAN DO THIS ON MY OWN" I yell back and she sends a firm smack to the side of my head. "YOU ARE 19 YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE TO!" She yells back and George finally made it over to us confused as hell. "As much as I love the Granger sisters fighting over me... This is not what I had in mind." He points and I groan at the sound of Finn crying. "Look what you made me do." I tell her and she gasps starting to rant again. I walk into the baby's room. I smile sweetly at the boy crying in his cot.

"Hi baby..." I whisper and he gurgles at me smiling. I walk over and pick him up, rocking him lightly. I sit down on my rocker and he swiftly falls back asleep. I reach my free hand to poke inside of Ginger's cot, her hand wrapping around my finger. I smile at the two and hear a gasp. "Y/n-" He begins and I shush him softly, not taking my eyes off my baby boy. "He's asleep." I whisper, too distracted by my ginger baby to register what's going on.

"W-Who are the parents?" He asks kneeling in front of the rocker to rub a knuckle against his head lightly. "They're mine..." I whisper and look up, a tear dripping down my face that clearly gives away my happy smile. "What do you mean? Its only been a year since you two-" He stops realizing what happened. "Is this my nephew?" He asks smiling softly at him. "Maybe." I whisper and he looks at me smiling with tears sliding down his cheeks. "C-can I hold him? Or her?" He asks, guessing at the colors of their sleeping sacks. I smile sweetly getting up. I hand him Finn softly and he gasps at the size of the baby in his hands. "Y/n- You're 19. How- Why?" He asks and I sigh, rubbing my knuckle into Finn's chest lightly. "My sister has helped but honestly I don't know. It's been a crazy year." I explain. "I'm willing to help. Especially now." He tells me and I smile.

***

I pick up Ginger trying to put her shoes on her as she gurgles in protest. "Hey baby you gotta wear shoes now that you're walking, that's the deal." George explains and she gurgles lightly as if she understood. He's fighting Finn to get his shoes on and I finally put on Ginger's. "Tough ones we got here." He says, wiping sweat from his brow. His arm getting hit by a flying tantrum going on next to him. He looks at him and shakes his head chuckling. He scoops up the almost two year old in his arms and laughs. "He is a kicker." He tells me and we finally get them dressed. "Ugh we really need to stop bringing them to the shop, its getting risky." I tell him and he laughs as if I said the best joke ever. "There is no way these kids are being raised without knowing the joke shop, and plus Fred is off on Wednesdays." He explains and I nod curtly.

We walk to the shop talking about the kids who are settled on our hips. "So I will take up cleaning tomorrow if you bring them to the park the next day and I think there might be a Hermione visit. And I bought some baby food with solid because I don't know if they will still like it-" I begin but get cut off by George chuckling. "You are overthinking this. You are a great mum and if they won't eat solid,  you have a blender." He explains and I nod. He's been amazing at calming my anxiety when it come to the kids. He took the role as helpful uncle and comes over all the time but makes sure he doesn't overstep. I make my way inside the shop and he makes his way to customers. I get to the till having Ginger in her stroller next to me. Every hour he switches with me saying they need time with their mama.

The shop finally closes and he helps me with the stroller up the steps. We quickly make our way to the room and Ginger gets up waddling to his bed. I fold his clothes as they play on the bed. I hear a muffled conversation as me and the kids stay quiet. He walks in and Finn gasps reaching out for him. He hands him the milk and Ginger whines until we pass the milk quickly to her. She lays on her back playing with her feet as she drinks her milk.

"These kids..." He laughs. He grabs Finn and opens the door. "Fred's gone don't worry. He will be for the next hour." He tells me to my worried expression. I nod and he comes back with Finn in a new diaper and hands him to me. "He has been kicking me lately. The little bugger." He says rubbing his arm. I laugh and nuzzle my nose against his. "He's obviously like his father." I state and he nods smiling.

***

I make my way into the shop searching for George as the two toddlers point out everything. I hear Ginger gasp and bolt. I run after her clutching on to Finn. I look around scared as shit I lost my baby. When I hear someone talking to her.

"UNCLE RORGE!" I hear her squeal and I laugh realizing she found her uncle. "What sweetheart? Where's your mother?" I hear a voice ask laughing. "Uncle Rorgeeee. You promised me you would bring treats!!" She complains as I look for the aisle they're in. "I'm sorry little one but I'm not George. I'm Fred. What's your name?" He asks and I freeze. "Isn't Red daddy's name?" Finn asks and I can't answer. He slides out of my grasp, obviously knowing where Ginger is. I yell after him and see the man Ginger was talking to. I gasp lightly and she's giggling.

"Uncle Rorge that's not your name! Your name is Rorge. R-O- MUMMY! I FOUND UNCLE RORGE." She points out. "There's your mum. Hello ma'am- Y/n?" He asks confused. "C'mon Ginger. Uncle George is probably somewhere." I say not answering I pick her up as she cries saying Uncle George is right in front of her. I quickly scoop Finn up and quickly walk to find George. "Y/n! What- Crap its Wednesday." He says shocked. He grabs Finn from my hands and bounces him lightly. "UNCLE RORGE TEL-TELR- HE USED A PORTAL" Ginger tries and I nod rubbing her hands. "You- Oh no- Oh shit- Oh sorry-" George stutters. "I'm going to hide in your office now-" I state and he grabs my hand. "You need to face him. He is their father." He tells me and I wipe a tear from my eyes. "I can't George. Not yet." I say and he drops my hand nodding. "C'mon then." He tells me and I walk to the office with him.

I hear banging on the door and it finally opens. "Y/n-" He gasps and I ignore him playing with Ginger. "Y/nnnn" I hear him say again. "Yes Fredrick?" I ask and he tugs my shoulder playfully and George walks in. "Great, your on babysitting duty." I say and George tries to protest but I try and bolt. Fred stops me. He moves carefully so I can't get past him. "A-Are you sheep dogging me?" I ask and he shrugs. "If it works. Now when did Y/n Granger start babysitting?" He asks and I try to move past him. "Two years ago. When you broke my heart, remember that?" I ask and his smile turns into a frown. "I've been trying to get a hold of you. Every day for an hour I question Hermione or someone." He tells me and I laugh. "Anyways- I need to-"

"MUMMY FINN 'OOK MY BLANKET!!!" Ginger screeches. I turn around and George is trying to help the best he can. "I- They fight over everything-" He tries and I laugh walking over. "C'mere baby." I say to Finn. I take the blanket from his hands and he sobs. I grab the dummy and pop it in his mouth, calming him instantly. "Mummy?" He asks and I sigh. "They're two." I explain. I watch the gears turn in his head. "I- No- Wait- Are- What- No-" He stutters, shocked. "Yep. Meet Ginger and Finn Weasley- Well Granger-Weasley. Felt wrong to take the fathers name out." I explain and he collapses to his knees. "UNCLE RORGE! THERE ARE TWO!!!" Ginger states, finally looking around.

***

"Mummy. Mummy. Mummy. Mummyyyy." I hear Finn complain next to me. "Yes light of my life?" I ask sighing. "When's daddy coming? And when's dinner? And why are bananas curved? And why are me and Ginger's hair red when yours is brown? Do we get that from Daddy? Where is daddy?" He questions. "Finny- Baby- Daddy is coming in twenty minutes. Dinner will be done in an hour. I don't know, I need to google it. Yes daddy gave you ginger hair. And on his way." I explain turning so we can google it together. "Ok so bananas are curved so they can get sun." I explain. He nods and slides out of my lap. "Thank you mummy!" He yells behind him as he runs.

The doorbell rings and I open it to see Fred. I give him a quick hug as we all sit down for dinner, Fred answering all of Finn's wild questions as I listen to Ginger tell me its paghetti not spaghetti. We all finish and I clean the dishes while Fred reads them a story. He walks out and sighs laughing. "Ginger just had a long ass argument about how an elephant not a giraffe was in  Africa. She does not realize that she can't read." He tells me and I laugh. "She refuses to admit it. Yesterday she tried reading to Finn. Pride and Prejudice was a ballsy move." I explain and he laughs. "My girl would do that." He says. "Want to watch a movie?" He asks and I sigh. "Fred you need to head home soon." I tell him and he nods sighing. "I know... But can't two friends watch the thrilling and sexy adventure of- Aurora?" He says picking up a random tape.

I laugh and take the tape shaking my head. "I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea Fred." I tell him, poking his nose. "Then let's make it the correct idea." He boldly puts. I chuckle taking the blankets from the couch. "What do you mean Fred?" I ask and he moves to hold my arms lightly. "I want to be yours. And- And I want you to be mine." He states and I look at him shocked. "Don't do this Fred." I whisper and his smile falters for a second. "Do what?" He asks softly.

"Don't do this." I say circling my arms between us. "Fred I love you but based off of three years ago, you don't love me. And I finally found my peace with that. But please. Please do not say you love me when I know you don't. I love that you are such an amazing father that you would throw yourself into an unhappy relationship just for them. But I can't. I don't want fake. I want your real love. And I won't allow myself to accept the man I love to say he loves me when he doesn't." I rant and he pulls me closer. "That's not why I'm saying that. Please." He whispers the last part, placing his forehead against mine. "Fred. I'm not going to be a burden again. That's why I couldn't tell you about those two amazing kids in there. I'm not using them as a way to have you again." I say and he looks at me with hurt eyes. "At least allow me a movie. Just a movie. I don't care if you say I don't love you when I do. But I just want to hold you again." He whispers and I sigh. "A movie."

I sit down on the couch and he slides next to me. "I do love you, more than the world." He whispers and I feel my eyes sting from tears trying to leave. I hear Ginger cry and I get up instinctively. "She's been having bad dreams lately." I tell him wrapping my jacket around myself. "Sit down. I got her." He tells me and I nod sighing.

I hear the baby monitor register him entering their room and I grab it to see what's going on.

"Daddy!" She sobs clutching to her fathers shirt. "Hey little one. What's wrong?" He asks calmly, wiping her face. "I had a bad dream. I got up and Finn was gone and mummy and you. Then there was a dragon and it chased me!" She sobs and he holds her close nodding. "Look baby. There's Finn. And mummy is right in the living room." He assures her. "But every time I wake up you aren't here anymore. You always leave. Why can't you stay? Mummy makes pancakes every Wednesday and she tells us they used to be your favorite. And- And why don't you stay?" She cries into his shirt, breaking his heart. "I'm so so sorry baby. I would stay. I would. But I can't right now. But I promise I will be one day." He tries. "Why don't you and mummy have rings?" She suddenly asks and he looks at her confused. "What do you mean baby?" He asks and she digs her face into his shirt more. "Sophie's mummy and daddy have rings. And they always hug. Why do you and  mummy not do that?" She asks and he smiles at her softly. "Because mummy and daddy are a little different than Sophie's." He tells her and she pouts. "Don't you love mummy?" She asks and he sighs. "I do baby. Very much. But some things are harder than others. But I promise. I will always be here for you. And I am so sorry for all that lost time but I promise, I will make it up to you." He whispers. They stay there quietly hugging until Ginger finally drops her head, quietly sleeping. He smiles laying her on the bed assigned to her and tucks her in softly. "God I love you. More than the world." He whispers, almost exactly how he said to Y/n moments before, with the same look in his eyes. Love.

I wipe my eyes hearing him walk out. His eyes are puffy but he shows no sign of sadness on his face. "Fred?" I whisper and he looks over smiling. "Yes?" He asks and I sigh. "Make me a promise." I tell him and he nods confused. "If I do this. You have to promise me. Do you actually love me or do you just love our children?" I ask and he laughs. "I love you all. Y/n you are the love of my life. Why are you asking this?" He asks and I finally kiss him. He perks up in surprise but he slowly melts into it. "God I love you so much." He whisper in between the kiss. Finally we break away chuckling as he smiles at me. "Want to watch our movie now? I was told there are some sexy adventures in Sleeping Beauty." I ask and he chuckles sitting down on the couch. "I also wanted to say, I might have promised a ring in the future." He suddenly says and I laugh holding up the baby monitor. "Shit I forgot we had that." He laughs and I kiss hiss jaw lightly. "Guess I caught you." I whisper and he laughs.

***

I wake up in my bed thinking last night was a far-fetched dream and smell smoke. "Fuck he is too much like his father." I whisper to myself. I run out and the twins are no where to be seen. I see Fred and he is throwing toast in the trash sadly. "Watcha doing?" I ask and he looks up sighing. "Trying to make breakfast..." He groans sitting down. I walk over and rubs his shoulders as he hums lightly. "Its Wednesday you blessing of a man." I whisper and he chuckles nodding. He turns, puckering his lips and I kiss him quickly. "Get the two arsonists awake please." I say as I grab a pan. He groans moving closer to me. "Why ruin the fun so early?" He asks, his hands sliding around my waist. He kisses my neck as I lean my head away slightly. "Mmm... As much as I would love to, the muffling spell is going to drop at any given moment and Finn is a light sleeper. The boy will tell Ginger we didn't wake them up and they will plot." I explain and he laughs at the thought.

"DADDY!" I hear Ginger yell and Finn runs out to find me. "DADDY'S HERE!" He tells me and I gasp. "He is?! Does that mean we should make french toast?!" I ask and Finn tugs my pyjama bottoms. "NOOO WE NEED TO MAKE PANCAKES!!!!" He whines and I laugh nodding. "FINN! CMONNNN" Ginger yells as she pulls Fred behind her. "COMING! WE'RE WATCHING TV WITH DADDY!" He tells me and I smile. "Go on then!" I tell him.

I finish making pancakes and we all eat together. Fred gets up and Ginger grabs him. "What baby?" He asks and she shoves her face into his leg. "You're leaving aren't you?" Finn asks and he smiles at Ginger, picking her up. "Just to the bathroom. Me and mummy thought you two would like a daddy day. I'm staying here for the whole day." He says winking at me. They all cheer and he moves over to kiss the top of my head and walking to the bathroom. "Mummy..." Ginger whispers. "Yes?" I ask in the same hushed tone. "Daddy kissed you." She tells me and I nod. "Yes he did." I whisper and she giggles happily.

***

I wake up to feel Fred moving around. "What are you doing?" I ask sleepily and he kisses my head. "Finn peed his bed, I got it though." He whispers and lays down next to me. "Does he need a bath?" I ask and he laughs. "Covered." He tells me and I smile nuzzling into his arm. "My hero." I mumble and he chuckles. I start to feel woozy and I rush out of bed. "Darling?" He yells behind me. I throw up into the toilet as I feel my body shake. He rushes in and grabs my hair into a ponytail. "Darling! Oh my god this is why you don't let me make meals." He tells me and I laugh weakly.

"I feel like now is a brilliant time to tell you. I might be pregnant." I tell him smiling. "Surprise..." I whisper doing weak jazz hands.

[wosoimagines]

The Secret Is Out - Jill Roord/Reader

prompt: hi um could you maybe just maybe do a jill roord x reader where the reader plays for arsenal and the uswnt and they win the world cup and no one knows they’re dating and the r or jill accidentally like do something? idk if that makes sense but if you dont want to that’s perfectly fine! hope you are doing well! all love. Okay, look. There are some Dutch translations here. I don’t know if they’re right because I used google translate. If they are wrong and you speak Dutch, please tell me so I can fix them.

warnings: None.

words: 1919

(Y/N) POV

I cheered as soon as the final whistle blew. I had finally done it. I had finally won my first World Cup. After being one of the last players passed over during the 2015 World Cup, it felt amazing to win now in 2019 and to be such a big reason as to why we won.

Although I was happy, there was a part of me that knew that I had ruined a World Cup run for one of the most important people in my life. I immediately looked to search for the Dutch woman who had stole my heart. My smile fell a little at the heartbroken look on her face.

I caught her eye and she smiled at me. I went to move toward her, but before I could, someone had jumped on my back cheering. I wasn’t surprised that it was Sonnett. Lindsey, of course, joined where Sonnett was and Mal and Rose weren’t far behind her. 

Jill shook her head and it did hurt a little that she didn’t want me to join her. But I understood. My team wanted to celebrate and Jill probably just wanted to be with her teammates right now. I glanced to see how Danielle and Viv were as well as Sari. I wasn’t surprised when I watched Jill go join Viv. I knew that the two of them were really close.

Lindsey managed to wrangle Sonnett off my back just before Rose and Mal threw confetti on top of me. I grinned at them as I shook my head to get the few that stuck to my head off of me. I was a little surprised that it was Tierna who had dragged me back to where the team was celebrating on the pitch. I wasn’t too surprised when Christen and Tobin immediately joined me considering that they were my team moms.

We eventually were given our medals and I was a little surprised to find that I had won the bronze boot along with the bronze ball. I had taken a picture of the awards with Megan and Alex since they both won awards as well. I couldn’t help it as my attention was drawn to Jill. I was able to eventually hand my awards off so that they would make it back to the hotel.

Christen and Tobin had stopped me when I moved to go over to Jill. They both congratulated me and I had thanked them. I knew that I would never be the player I was without them taking me under their wing and helping me. I eventually was able to get past them and to the Dutch midfielder that I had been trying to get to.

“Hey,” I softly said.

Jill smiled at me even through her tears. I immediately hugged her. Jill held on tightly to me. The past two months had been hard for both of us to be so close to each other but not able to see each other.

“I’m proud of you,” Jill mumbled into my neck. I pulled back from her and smiled at her. “I’m really proud. I want your jersey.”

“You want to swap?”

The fact that Jill wanted to swap our jerseys even though they would end up at my apartment in London soon enough confused me. Everyone knew that Jill had signed with Arsenal, and while a lot of her stuff was at the apartment, we didn’t have time to unpack it before the two of us had left for the World Cup.

“No, I just want your jersey eventually,” Jill shook her head. I still wasn’t sure what she wanted it for.

“It’s probably going to smell like alcohol after tonight,” I chuckled. I knew that my jersey was probably going to get soaked in alcohol as soon as we entered the locker room.

“(Y/N)!”

I glanced over my shoulder to see Sonnett running toward me with a grin and a white jersey in her hand. Sonnett stopped beside Jill and I before holding the jersey out to me.

“Dude, they got us these cool jerseys,” Sonnett immediately started to say. I knew that if I didn’t get her to leave soon then I wouldn’t get to talk to Jill until after we left the arena. “There’s one for all of us.”

“Cool,” I said as I took the jersey. I glanced at Jill who looked ready to leave.

“Ik bel je later,” Jill muttered causing me to grab on her wrist. (I will call you later.)

“Nee wacht. Geef me een moment om van haar af te komen,” I said causing Sonnett to look surprised at the fact that I knew Dutch. Jill looked surprised that I was willing to get rid of my teammate. (No, wait. Give me just a moment to get rid of her.)

“Can you make sure that there’s some actual beer saved for me to drink and not to just spray around everywhere?” I asked Sonnett.

The defender immediately perked at the mention of beer. Sonnett nodded before rushing off to make sure we had beer to drink. I turned back to Jill before pulling my game jersey off.

“Here, this way I can’t lose it cause you know I lose everything,” I said. Jill chuckled a little at the before taking the jersey from me. 

I saw Jill’s eyes wander down to my waist and she smiled at the new tattoo that I had. I hadn’t shown her yet due to the fact that I had gotten it just after Jill had left to join her own national team and I wanted Jill to see it in person rather than as a picture.

“You actually got it,” Jill whispered.

“Yeah, I did,” I nodded. Jill touched the tattoo and lightly traced it. “Your handwriting and all. I figured it was appropriate since you were the one who started to call me Schatje.” (Little treasure.)

I pulled the jersey Sonnett had given me over my head. I glanced over my shoulder to see if anyone from my team was going to come to drag me away. I wasn’t too surprised that Christen and Tobin were headed my way, but I was surprised by the fact that the whole team was headed here. I looked back at Jill.

“I know we said we didn’t want to go public with our relationship until we got into a groove with both of us being at Arsenal, but my teammates got their kisses from their partners and, it’s been a while-”

I couldn’t finish what I was saying because Jill had pulled me closer to her. I immediately kissed the Dutch player back when I felt her lips crash into mine. I ignored the cheers and shouts behind me, but apparently Jill didn’t because she pulled back not long after. Jill glanced behind me before giving me a kiss by my ear.

“Go join your teammates. I have a room for us at a different hotel where we can have our own little party after you guys get done.”

My jaw slacked but I didn’t have time to say anything to Jill because she had already turned and ran to join her own teammates. I felt someone sling their arm around my shoulder.

“Way to get some, (Y/N),” Ash cheered right in my ear. I wasn’t too surprised that Ali slapped the back of Ash’s head causing the goalie to grumble and rub the back of her head. 

“Hey, Roord!” I called out. Jill turned around to look at me. “Ik hou van je, lieverd.” (I love you, sweetheart.)

“Ik hou ook van je.” (I love you too.)

“Oi, (Y/N)! What about me?”

I shook my head at Danielle. She often teased me over the past two years whenever Jill would call me since we were in different countries. But Danielle had been ready to throw hands for me many times during our matches for Arsenal. 

“Je bent zo behoeftig,” I complained. Danielle threw a glare at me and I laughed at her. “Ik hou ook van jou, kleine krijger.” (You’re so needy. I love you as well, little warrior.)

Danielle smirked at that and I saw her turn to brag about it to Jill. I only shook my head at them before turning to my teammates. I swiped the beer from Kelley’s hand before she could drink from it. Before the older defender could do anything, Christen and Tobin had already moved to my sides probably to talk to me about the relationship I had with Jill. I couldn’t help but smile as I told them about the Dutch woman who had stolen my heart.

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I grinned as Jill came out of the bathroom. I was already dressed since I was having to leave today to head to the US for our celebration. Jill was going to take her time, however, since her team wouldn’t be flying out until much later. Jill was dressed in one of my oversized shirts and a pair of shorts.

“What are you smiling about?”

“How lucky I am,” I said as I stood up from the foot of the bed. “I mean, I just won the World Cup and the woman I want to spend the rest of my life is still here even though she’s the one I had to beat to win the World Cup.”

“You want to spend the rest of your life with me?”

“I mean, yeah, why wouldn’t I?” I furrowed my brow in confusion. “Jill, I’ve been dating you for 3 years now. If I didn’t seriously see us together for the rest of my life, then I wouldn’t still be with you. One day, I’m going to marry you.”

“I also can’t believe you would think that I would leave you because you beat me for the World Cup,” Jill shook her head. She pressed a kiss to my lips. “I can’t wait for you to make me yours forever.”

I grinned as I wrapped my arms around her waist. I wished we could stay like this forever. But sadly we couldn’t. I did have a plane to catch soon.

“I’ll see you in London?”

“Of course you will,” Jill nodded. Jill pulled back from me before digging through her bag. “I have something for you. I was going to wait until we got back to London, but I might as well give it to you now.”

I took the little black box from her and smiled. I opened the box and chuckled when I saw the ring. The ring was a simple silver band with a designed etched into it. I slid the ring onto my finger before pulling my own small black box from my bag.

“I kind of got you one too,” I said as Jill took the box from me. “We were shopping for a ring for Tobin to give to Christen and I wanted to do something special for you. I’m not asking you to marry me, but this is a promise that I will marry you one day.”

Jill grinned before she kissed me. I smiled when she pulled back.

“I’ll see you in London, okay?”

The Dutch woman gave me one last kiss before I grabbed my bags and headed out of the room. I gave her a small wave just before I closed the door behind me. I couldn’t wait for the celebrations to be over and to be on a plane back to London.