#so now ive been crying over him while i watch him run around on my screen

[earmo-imni]

Current mood: crying over how much I adore Childe

[writer-in-theory]

"It's a wonder Steve's survived this long, Jesus H. Christ," Eddie hissed.

Eddie hasn't stopped pacing the hospital waiting room ever since Steve was taken back for 'testing'. The doctors had listed out various scans but there were too many acronyms to keep track of. All Eddie knew was that Steve had been hiding his pain for at least a day, maybe longer, until he collapsed at work with Robin.

That was the second worst call Eddie had ever gotten in his life.

"Harrington?" the doctor called out then, holding onto a metal clipboard tightly and looking around the busy emergency room. In an instant Eddie was on his feet, practically sprinting to where the doctor was standing.

"How is he, doc? Get to keep all his fingers?" He wanted to joke, but the words fell flat in the sterility of the room. The last time he'd been here had been after...No. The Upside Down had long since been closed off from their world and Vecna was disintegrated into that weird otherworldly ash. It was over.

"Are you family?"

Nancy and Robin had prepped him for this one, too. In everything but the law, Eddie and Steve were husbands. They'd had a wedding with Robin and Dustin as their Best (Wo)Men and Wayne as their officiant, in the middle of the night where no one would notice but them. They'd celebrated their fifth anniversary two weeks ago, they were the loves of each others' lives. But to the government, to this doctor, they weren't anything but friends who shared a bed. Fuck the nineties.

"Yeah, he's my brother-in-law," Eddie answered, knowing when Nancy showed up they could pass this lie off decently. "How's Steve doing?"

The doctor gave him a long look, but otherwise nodded and rechecked his clipboard. "Mr. Harrington is getting prepped for emergency surgery, currently, as he's s—"

"Emergency surgery? What do you mean surgery?" Already Eddie could feel the tell-tale warning signs of panic as his heart began to race and his palms got sweaty. Surgery wasn't good. They weren't supposed to do this. No more hospitals, no more surgeries, no more 'wait and see's. They'd promised after last time, Steve promised.

"Sir," the doctor pushed, looking more irritated than concerned. "This is a routine procedure, we see it all the time. Mr. Harrington has a case of appendicitis, pretty bad by the looks of it. Has he been feeling any pain lately?"

"Yeah, yeah the bastard has," Eddie hissed, not sure if he was about to laugh or cry. Appendicitis. Fucking appendicitis. He'd had that as a kid, he still remembered all the popsicles and ice creams Uncle Wayne let him have in the days after, cooped up in the trailer watching boring TV shows while all his friends were at school. "Is he already in surgery? Can I see him?"

"He's being prepped, but you can see him. We gave him some medication to calm him down and ease his pain, so Mr. Harrington may be...out of it," the doctor warned as he led Eddie through the maze of hallways behind the front desk. "Next time, let your brother-in-law know he shouldn't ignore this kind of pain."

"Oh don't you worry, doc, I'll make sure to pass on the message," Eddie answered, practically glaring at the closed hospital room door. Fucking appendicitis and Steve had ignored it, passed it off as a pulled muscle after a run.

Seeing Steve in a hospital bed didn't get any easier, though it was hard to be angry or scared when the man's head lolled across the pillow to reveal a brilliant, out-of-it smile Eddie had never seen before. "Eddie!" Steve cooed, reaching his arms out for the other man.

Eddie couldn't help but laugh, crossing the distance quickly so he could press Steve's arms back to the bed. "Hey, c'mon now, Harrington, don't wanna pull that IV line out."

"Did they tell you they're stealing my organ? They're stealing it, Eds!"

"It's a pretty useless one anyway, you won't even miss it."

Steve's face scrunched up at that, like he couldn't quite believe what he was hearing. "How dare you! Of course I'll notice one of my little guys got separated! What if he gets lonely?"

"You're..." Eddie tried not to laugh, if only because he's sure that'll make Steve fly off the handle even further. He scrubbed a hand across his tired face, sure his expression was full of nothing but fondness now for the man laying in the hospital bed. "You're afraid your appendix will get lonely?"

"I just...they're all meant to be together, you know? You can't separate one and expect it won't get lonely. Don't let them steal my organ, Eds."

"I," Eddie began, unable to help the smile that pulled on his lips. "Stevie, baby, it's not stealing if a doctor does it. They're taking it out because it's being a troublemaker. It doesn't belong there anymore, you can't keep trying to make it fit somewhere it doesn't."

"Never stopped me before," Steve answered with a little slur. "Maybe I like troublemakers." Then, leaning over with his hand by his mouth in a conspiratorial whisper, he said at full volume, "I mean you, Eddie."

There was no laugh like the one Steve was able to pull from him, of that Eddie had learned years before. He laughed until his chest hurt and tears gathered in his eyes, until even the nurse peeked their head in to check on the two of them.

"C'mon, Stevie. You go be a rockstar in there and I'll be right beside you when you wake up. We'll go get so much ice cream you forget about your stolen appendix," Eddie offered, pressing a kiss to Steve's non-IV lined hand.

"I'll be such a good rockstar you gotta put me in the band," Steve answered, blowing a kiss to Eddie as the surgical team came in to wheel him off. "Love you, Eds."

Warmth spread through his chest, warming him from the insides out until Eddie worried he might burn up from the intensity of Steve's love. "Love you too, Steve."

Eddie stands and watches as they wheel Steve out of the room, laughing as Steve yelled after him.

"I can't believe you're letting them steal my poor appendix, Munson! I won't forget this!"

[mydearesthrry]

baby honey - h.s.

a/n: long time no talk! ive had this in my drafts for the longest but didnt know how to finish it. it has a bad ending anyway but its seriously been collecting dust. i missed u guys sorry i disappeared lol. enjoy!!!!

wc: 1.9k

cw: nothing just fluff

*part of the honeyed moments universe! parts one and two here! ❤️*

“Okay Daisy baby, say cheese!” YN grinned, holding her film camera up to her right eye to snap a picture of her precious daughter surrounded by a mountain of different sized presents.

Today was Daisy’s sixth birthday, which Harry and YN basically made a national holiday. It was the day their perfect little girl was born, bringing nothing but love and light into their lives– how could they not go all out?

Harry was out getting breakfast– per the birthday girl’s request. She’d wanted pink french toast, pancakes, and pink eggs, which had Harry dashing out to the store to get food coloring and pancake mix. They were having a small get together with a couple of friends that Daisy had made back in London, as well as YN and Harry’s closest relatives and friends. It was princess themed, to no one’s surprise, and all of her aunt’s and uncle’s were assigned a princess or prince to dress up as.

YN and Harry were assigned to dress up as Rapunzel and Flynn Rider from Daisy’s favorite movie Tangled, while Daisy chose to toddle around in a dress that had all the famous Disney princesses on it, the skirt part of the dress covered in pink sparkly ruffles that left a trail of glitter wherever she went. YN could cry right now thinking of all the mess she’d have to clean up following this party, but the wide grin on her daughter’s face made every speck of glitter worth it.

“Mommy, y’have to get Bear in the picture!” Daisy whines, catching the attention of the puppy in the corner. Now, Y/N uses the word puppy very lightly, seeing as said puppy was as tall as her hip just standing on all fours. Y/N sighs, but calls the dog over anyway.

“Bear, come here baby,” She calls to the chocolate lab. “Good boy, okay, now sit riiiiiight here.” Daisy’s smile had grown exponentially, if it was even possible. She leaned forward a bit to place a soft hand on the top of Bear’s head, petting it softly and treating her furry best friend with the utmost delicacy.

Harry had walked in during their mini photoshoot, dropping the bags silently next to him as he leaned against a pillar that separated their dining room from the living room. He watched with a fond smile at his tiny family, his daughter in her ‘perfect princess dress’, his wife on her knees with a wide smile, a film camera held tightly in her hands, and his dog laying at his daughter's feet. He watched on, not wanting to disturb the domestic moment, though his attempt was interrupted when his perfect little Daisy caught a glimpse of him in the entryway.

“Hi Daddy!” She squealed, gaining the attention of Bear who got up to greet his dad. Harry leaned down and greeted his puppy back, scratches soothing the pup as flashes of white from his nails played hide and seek with the brown fur.

“Hello, birthday princess!” He grinned, squatting down to greet his daughter who was already running toward him at full speed. Her dress flowed behind her, glitter literally getting everywhere. Harry snorted at the grimace his wife was wearing on her features, a soft groan coming from him when Daisy had connected with his chest harshly.

“Are we makin’ pancakes, Daddy?” Oh, bless her sweet little heart. A pout was on Harry’s lips when she pulled back, his hands remaining on her back in an effort to keep his growing baby close to him.

“Of course, baby. Gotta go get everythin’ set up, though. Can y’go get washed up so we can start? ‘S gonna take me a mo’ and ‘M gonna have Mama help me.” He makes a deal with his baby, nodding while talking, Daisy mimicking his nods.

“Yes Daddy, be right back!” She zips away, running toward her bedroom with Bear in tow. Harry stands from his crouched position, walking over to meet his wife who was sat in the middle of the living room, turned to where Harry and Daisy once were.

“Hi,” He greets, sitting down on his bum in front of her, kissing her sweetly. “Got everythin’ y’wanted, Mama.”

“Mm, thank you, H. Ready t’tell our little big girl that she’s gonna be a big sister?” She whispers through a big smile, voice hushed to keep the secret as safe as possible from her daughter’s ears, even though she was out of earshot.

“As ready as I’ll ever be, my sweet Honey.” He grins, standing up out of his sitting position and offering his hands to his wife, who takes them with zero hesitation.

The two work like a well oiled machine, dancing around each other and never once accidentally bumping into each other as they prepare everything to make Daisy’s dream breakfast. They’re just about done when Daisy comes back into the kitchen, making her presence known when she knocks into the back of Harry’s legs, wrapping her tiny arms around the full of his thigh. She hangs on and giggles when he turns her around to have her sit on his foot, continuing the work with his baby wrapped on his leg like a koala bear.

Y/N has a bittersweet smile on her face, knowing this was gonna be one of the last times that was blissfully theirs, the three of them (with the exception of Bear) together before the new baby came. She felt herself getting emotional by the thought, pushing away the fact that she had yet another 6 months to wait, trying to soak in the moment even though there were gonna be more to come in the next few months.

The space is filled with loud laughter, sweet kisses, and tiny barks as they meander around the kitchen, Daisy assisting like a proper angel whenever asked. She’d gotten comfortable on the kitchen counter while her parents cooked her pink breakfast, the small speaker that was next to her blasting the Tangled soundtrack.

“Okay Peanut… I think we’re all done!” Harry said finally, plating the last of the pink pancakes and turning to his daughter who had an excited gleam in her green eyes that matched her fathers.

“Yay!” She squealed, holding her hands out for Harry to grab her. He walked up and wrapped his arms around her, twirling around when she grabbed on, filling the air with laughter.

The family walked over to the dining room, plates in YN and Harry’s hands, a jug of apple juice in Daisy’s tiny arms. They all sit around the table, two chairs on the long sides of the brown spruce table, with two fancier chairs on the narrower end parts. YN and Harry place the pink plates in the center, YN moving the vase of purple and pink peonies bought specifically for the birthday princess to the small table that held their vinyls and record player. Daisy hands the half full jug to her dad, hugging his thigh tightly before skipping to her spot on the opposite side of Harry. YN grabs the seat next to her, plopping down into the chair and turning toward her daughter, brushing her dark unruly curls back out of her face.

Settling in her chair, Daisy grins widely and shimmies in her chair in a small dance, her parents cooing and settling in their chairs as well. Breakfast goes off without a hitch, the tiny family conversing about the princess’ upcoming party. Daisy holds her tiny plastic fork in her hand as she gesticulates with her hands as she talks. Her parents have always been patient with her and let her vocalize whatever was on her mind at any point of the day, not scolding her if she even came into their room at the early hours of the morning to excitedly tell them about the dream she had. After all, she was their little miracle, and they’d do whatever it took to make her happy.

Harry and YN shared a knowing look as they approached the end of breakfast. Daisy’s princess sippy cup was almost empty, and her plate was cleared. YN clears her throat, making Daisy turn her attention to her mom. “Baby, we have something to tell you.”

Daisy tilts her head in childlike wonder, a confused expression on her face, her eyebrows furrowed and turned in toward each other. “Wha’ s’it, Mama?”

YN smiles as she reaches down between her and Harry, a tiny gift bag sitting on the floor between their chairs. Grabbing it and placing it in front of Daisy, Y/N giggles at the gasp her daughter lets out.

“A present? Already?!” Daisy squeals, grabbing the paper bag and placing it onto her lap, eagerly pulling the ribbon that held the straps shut.

“Ah- hold on, Dais,” Harry says, Daisy complying instantly. “Before y’open it, Mama and I wanna say that we love you, and want you to know that you’ll always be our sweet little girl, okay?”

Daisy tilted her head to the side, eyebrows furrowed in confusion, looking like an exact replica of her father. “Oh, um— I love you too, Daddy, and you, Mama.”

“I love you too, Dais. Okay, you can open it now.” Y/N approves, phone hidden against her chest, now recording her daughter.

“A baby doll! Oh my goodness!” Daisy squealed, holding up the box about 2 inches from her face. “Thank you Mama! Thank you Daddy!”

“Wait, peanut,” Harry started, reaching into the bag and pulling out another box, which had another doll similar to the baby. “Look! It’s a big sister for the baby doll! It’s like you, tiny!”

“Huh?” She said confusedly. “But I’m not a big sister.”

“Yes you are, Daisy girl. Or… you will be, soon at least.” Y/N grinned, not being able to contain her smile at this point.

“Wait…” Daisy collected her tiny thoughts as she tried to connect the dots, before her eyes brightened when she realized what her mother was saying. “Baby?!”

“Yeah, Dais. Mumma’s havin’ a baby!” Harry exclaimed, toothy smiles and dimples out.

“Oh my goodness!” Daisy gasps, jumping haphazardly out of her chair. “Mumma!”

“Oh, careful, sweet girl!” Y/N giggles, scooting her chair out to prop her daughter on her lap comfortably.

“Y’really havin’ a baby?!” She squawked, frantic eyes drifting between her parents.

“Yeah, peanut, we are!” Harry giggled, ruffling his daughters hair.

“This is the best present ever!” She squealed, aggressively wrapping her arms around her mother’s neck. “Thank you, Mommy, and Daddy.”

Y/N placed a hand on the back of Daisy’s head, a big pout on her lips as she turned her head to look at Harry, who matched her expression with a similar frown.

“My sweet Daisy girl, you’re so welcome. Gonna be the best big sister ever, hm?” Y/N whispered, pecking small kisses onto her head.

“The best, I promise!”

[babydolls-writing-space]

“I’m here now, my deer”

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hi, this was requested so I hope you all like it! Not proof read

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This week was a rough week for you- there have been a lot of issues and chaos going on lately due to the extermination coming up lately. Auntie Charlie and vaggie have been running around and trying to figure out a plan. Uncle husk and big brother angel/ sir pentious have been making weapons and trying to build protection to help protect the hotel and you papa has been making sure things have been going ok and has been going to a lot of meetings with the overloads so you have been alone a lot this week. Heck you even got put in time out a few times because you were upset that no one was around and that your papa was missing.  

Like he was there for a few small moments at a time, and he always put you to bed but you still missed him and wanted to spend more time with him. This wasn’t fair to you; you were just a small little baby. You shouldn't be alone; you should be in papa's arms while he sings you soft songs as he feeds you a bottle. But no, you were in your tiny room all by yourself.  

It was in the late afternoon; the sun was beaming through the windows of your nursery, and you were in your crib. You had just woken up from your nap and you were not having it right now, 

you had a dream where people were saying icky things to you and your Carrers just watched and didn't say anything. You had tears in your eyes that were soon running down your face, and you were whining as you held your blanky close to you. Before you could roll over and see you heard the door open  “Sweet pea...?” you heard a familiar voice say as they walked over to you. When you looked up you saw your papa, he smiled softly but you could tell in his eyes he looked a little worried for you. “What is wrong my dear...?” He asked as he gently picked you up from your crib, with your blanket around you. You tried to use your words however you couldn't, there had been to much going on and you couldn't bear it anymore, you just felt your tiny self-get to overwhelmed and started to cry into your papas shoulder.   

“Now now my little deer what's the matter..?” he asked as he gently rubbed his hand over your back trying to calm down “Did you have a bad dream..?” he asked as he gently swayed with you. You nodded your tiny little head softly “Aw your poor thing.. Lets get you a bottle made..” he said as he gently carried you in his arms to the kitchen as he started to make you a bottle.  

He gently fed you as he carried you back to your room and sat in the nursery. It stayed quite for awhile however once you were done he sat the bottle on a side table as gently rubbed your back as you laid on his chest “Why did you have a bad dream my little fawn?” he asked softly. Words were  hard since you were small right now, so feeling bad you gently pointed at him. “Me..?” he asked softly as he tried to think about it. “Is it because ive been busy..?” he asked, and when you gave a small nod he felt horrible “I know ive been busy my little fawn... im so sorry i dont mean to be...it must be hard for you since its been so crazy..” You nodded again as a small sigh left your mouth.  

“I promise i will try to be here more my little deer..” He said softly. “What would you like to do today my little fawn.. We can do anything you want to...” alastor said as he gently looked over to you. You bable softly in respone, a soft smile on alastors face as you do “Hm, that sounded like music, am i right?” he asked. You cooed at his answer which basically meant yes so with a smile he gently got you up and carried you to your changing table “ok baby fawn but you gotta get changed first, and then we can ok?”. You nodded softly as he changed you and put you in a onesie, then he grabbed your blanky, paci, and stuffie as he made his way to his raido tower. He opend the window softly as he went and sat in his chair as he turned on his raido which turned on soft lullubys for you as he gently swayed with you and your stuffie. 

The night was peaceful as later made you dinner, read you books, and gave you a bubble bath, because no matter how busy he was, Alastor always made time for you, after all he was your papa, and you were his fawn.  

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[theunholybastard]

Bad Day (Papa Emeritus IV x Gender-Neutral!Reader)

Requested by @ollies-station !!! <3

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Reader Is Hinted Trans But It's Pretty Vague, Mentions Of Body Dysmorphia/Dysphoria, 2nd Person POV

Copia hovered over you, paints smudged and halfway wiped off. He stopped in the middle of washing his face when he noticed something wasn't right with you. You lay face down in the bed, unmoving, just so done with life.

"Eh... t-tesoro, what's wrong?" Copia asks warily, head tilted like a confused puppy, eyes darting around the room awkwardly. He was never very good at comforting people. But you were the love of his life, how could he not at least try to be of help? He just can't stand to see you like this.

"Everything." You reply hoarsely, muffled by the pillow you were crying into earlier. You were hardly exaggerating, everything seemed to be going wrong and sending you further down a spiral. Not to mention, you've not been very kind to yourself today either. When you first woke up, things immediately felt off. You felt off. Looking into the mirror, you instantly felt dread, like something wasn't quite right with you. Deep rooted insecurities bubbled up to the surface, your body not feeling like your own. You just want the day to be over already, but every passing moment feels like eternity.

"Bad day, huh?" Copia sighs, sitting down on the bed with you, mindful to give you a little bit of space if you needed it. You finally lift your head up, and the sight makes Copias heart ache. Red, puffy face, tear stains down your cheeks, hair tussled and greasy. You hadn't even gotten a chance to shower that morning, notably the first sign today wasn't going to be all that great. You probably looked like a hot mess right now, but to Copia, you were the most beautifully ethereal being he'd ever laid his eyes on, no matter what state you were in.

"Is there anything I can do?" Copia asks concernedly, softly stroking your back with a gloved hand. "Do you want to talk about it? It might make you feel better."

"Maybe... But there's still so much stuff I have to do today-"

"Non importante. Whatever needs to get done today, I will do it for you. You've had enough stress put on you today, now it's time for you to relax. Now, tell your Papa what is wrong, okie dokie?"

You couldn't help yourself, airing out all your grievances to him. You spared no details, every little thing that went wrong and every little worry you had was brought to his attention, and he listened intently to every word. That was the one thing he's always been very good at. Listening. And he was right, it did make you feel a little better, especially with how earnest you could tell he was.

When it was all said and done, he said nothing at first, simply holding you close to his chest, his warmth and sweet smell of cologne quickly lulling you into a sense of security and comfort. You knew you always had a safe space with him.

"Bad days come and go, amore. You must keep in mind that this won't last forever. The good days will come back sooner than you think. And yes, maybe they will fleet sooner than you want them to as well, but the important thing is that they will come again. Look outside, tesoro..." You did as you were told, gazing out the window to see the sun slowly setting over the horizon.

"The day is almost over, you see? And tomorrow is a new day. A better day. Why don't you sit here for a moment and focus on that while I run you a nice relaxing bath, hm? I'll quickly run whatever errands you have left today, and after that I'll order some takeout for the two of us, how's that sound? I'll get you whatever you want."

"And... And can we maybe watch something after? And cuddle?" You sniffle. A comfort show would be great right now. He smiles. "Of course! Anything for my baby." He presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, pulling away to get up and do the tasks he promised. You quickly grab the lapels of his jacket, keeping him from leaving you so soon.

"Copia... You know you don't have to do this, right? I'll be fine, really." You murmur, self conscious and worried that you're asking too much of this sweet, perfect man you've somehow managed to claim as yours. He chuckled.

"I know, amore; I want to. I want to make you happy, I want to make things easier for you. Because I love you. Because you deserve that. Capisci?" He says, a gentle firmness in his soft-spoken voice. Hesitantly, you nod. Still, you don't let go of his jacket just yet.

"Could you stay with me for just a little while longer?" You ask, hopeful and bleary eyed. He grins.

"As long as you need, tesoro."

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[onmyknees4loak]

Teach me

Lo'ak x Reader

Warnings: (Lowkey stalker and sub lo'ak) Synopsis : (Lo'ak cant seem to take his eyes off of the girl who teaches his nephew.)

Playlist I listened to while making this

Reader's POV

"Good job muffin!!" Pxe'pe one of my youngest students finally gets her threading right. She runs off to show her mother.

I'm what Jake calls a babysitter but I like to think of myself as a teacher I mean that is what I do, people leave there kids with me while they attend to there duties and I teach them things like threading, scavenging, and even healing.

"miss miss miss" i hear a small voice from behind me and feel small hands on my leg, i turn around to be met with Kame'xar, one of my little ones.

"yes what do you need sweetie" i crouch down to be at his level

"i cut my finger" a little sob comes out as he holds his hand up, i see a small bright red cut nothing to serious but still it must hurt.

"oh no sweetie come on lets go fix that up for you" i extend my arms and pick him up, i start heading to the healing tent. i look down at his finger and as im looking away from in front of me i bump into a tall stiff figure. "Oh my eywa! I am so sorry" the figure turns around, i began to panic even more. The figure is Kame'xar's uncle.

"oh my goodness Lo'ak I apologize" i say hoping he wont notice the cut on his nephew's hand.

"oh no worries ...." he pauses trying to remember my name.

"y/n my name is y/n" i tell him.

"y/n... That's a beautiful name....Oh my god Kame'xar i didn't even notice you what's up bro, have you been crying what happened?"

He looks at me wondering what happened to his nephew,

"he cut his finger we were on the way to the healing tent to fix him up."

"oh well please let me walk you there its the least i can do" Lo'ak insists.

"I mean it is only right there but sure" we began walking to the tent which is already in sight.

Once we walk into the tent i set Kame'xar down on the floor and lower to my knees to grab the healing paste. I take his hand and gently rub the paste over his cut.

Kame'xar giggles "its c-cold!" he says in a fit of giggles.

"it is isn't it" i say laughing with him.

I can feel Lo'aks watching my every move. I stand up and turn around to Lo'ak.

"Well i should be getting Kame'xar back now." I feel Kame'xar put his now healed hand in mine and start pulling me to the opening of the tent.

"Thank you y/n, bye Kame'xar ill see you at dinner" lo'ak says waiting for us to leave.

"Bye" me and Kame'xar say at the same time.

As were walking I can't help but to keep thinking about Lo'ak everyone says he,s a bad influence and all he does is get in trouble but he seems so sweet and caring- ok y/n snap out of it he didn't even know your name and you got more important things to worry about.

Lo'ak's POV

'y/n.....y/n how have i never seen her around surly i would have noticed someone that beautiful. She's so different there's just something soothing and pleasant about her.

I walk out of the healing tent and start heading to our family tent,

Oh eywa i can't get that beautiful women out of my head. I need to see her again. I change my direction and start heading to where i know neteyam drops Kame'xar off every day. As i get closer i can hear the sound of children laughing getting louder, shes so good with kids. I hope to make her laugh like that one day.

I see my girl with kids running around her, there playing a game. I keep my distance and sit on a log where others are sitting and eating fruit.

I just sit there and watch her teach and play with the kids for hours. I turn away any time she looks in my direction hoping she doesn't realize that ive been sitting here for hours.

She would never want a guy like me an outcast.

Reader's POV

I finish putting up all the kids threading projects keeping them safe for tomorrow.

"Good Bye Vaylen! I'll see you tomorrow" now all the kids have gone home for the night, and i can start heading home. i turn around to start walking in the direction of my tent when i see Lo'ak sitting looking at me when he realizes I'm looking at him he turns his head the other way. Now that i think about it he has been sitting there since i got back from the healing tent.

'Should i go talk to him?' i ask myself 'I should.'

I start walking over to him with a smile on my face, he notices me coming over and i can see his body tense up.

"Hey Lo'ak what are you doing here?" i come to a stop in front of him.

"Oh i w-was ju-just uh chillin yk" he stutters over his words.

'my god, he's so cute, i want him stuttering over his words while i ride him' omg! what the fuck is wrong with me why would i think that.

I think he could tell i just got surprised with myself.

'y/n? Are you okay?" he asks as he stands up getting closer to me.

I can feel the tension in the air as his face is suddenly a few inches from mine.

"Yeah im good" i see his eyes move down to my lips as he licks his own.

He leans in intel our lips meet and he begins kissing me, i kiss back and start getting a little more aggressive i bring my hand to the back of his head and put my fingers through his hair lightly pulling.

"mMm" Lo'ak lets out a whimper/moan.

I pull away and bring my hand down " i cant do this Lo'ak im sorry" i look down to my feet.

"Why not baby?" he asks pushing hair behind my ear.

"What would people think if they found out, im not trying to be mean but your kinda know as a bad boy yk, and i dont want people to not trust me with there kids im sorry"

I turn around to leave and i feel him grab my hand and pull me back.

"Then Teach me, teach me how to be a good boy"

[jqmalikhsgib]

astrology

eight

note: this chapter is the only chapter im very specific on the reader being poc (a black woman) i even have photos of what reader hair looks like and a few other details. sorry if you’re uncomfortable reading :(

normally the sun bothered you. you loved rainy days and cold weather. it’s been that way since you were a child. your parents never understood why you hated the sun. during summer, whenever the family got ready for vacation, you complained about going anywhere in the heat.

today though, today was different! today you have your date with aaron. you’ve never been happier to see the sunlight. the first thing you did was giggle to yourself. you walk out of your bedroom. aaron must have heard your door open because he came out of his room right after. aaron walked over to you and wraps his arms around your waist.

“how’d you sleep, sweetheart?”

“i slept pretty great. had a dream about our date.”

“yeah?”

you simply nod your head.

“how did it go?”

“it went perfect! you were a gentleman.”

aaron hums as he kisses your neck. you wrap your arms behind his neck. you bit the bottom of your lips. you felt content in your life. aaron made you feel like a schoolgirl all over again. you haven’t felt this much love in such a long time. aaron made you feel special already. you couldn’t explain it but you knew he was going to last forever.

“can’t wait to turn your dream into an reality. until then, what do you have planned?”

“spence and i are gonna go out shopping a bit. he told me about this book signing! it starts in a few. i should actually get dressed.”

“make sure you’re both safe.”

“promise.” you state with a smile. aaron kissed you gently before you’re back in your room to get ready.

when spencer arrives you both head out quickly. you notice spencer has been looking at you the moment he picked you up.

you turned to look at him as you walk towards the bookstore where the signing was being held. you stop in front of him and playfully glare.

“why are you watching me like you’re profiling me, spence?”

spencer head tilts to the side. “you just seem different.”

“different?”

“yeah. you have this weird glow. what’s going on?”

you just shrug your shoulders before opening the door. he follows you questionably. now he’s really curious what’s going on with you. he’s glad that you’re doing better. you seem to feel so confident. more confident than he’s seen you in a while.

he missed seeing that smile. he missed seeing his best friend feeling free.

“what is it spencer?”

“im trying to figure out what it is.”

you run your fingers over a few books.

“and do you have an idea?”

“i have a guess.”

you knew he knew. you can simply tell by the way he’s smiling. plus he’s spencer. he’s smart! you knew he’d figure it out before anyone else. you expected him to.

“and what is it you guessed?”

“i haven’t seen you smile like that for a long time. ever since i saw you a few years back. if i recall you were seeing this guy. you told me you really liked him. but this, this is different. you’re glowing more, smiling more, laughing more. you have been for the last six months since you been here. ive even noticed an fbi agent. more specifically the unit chief has been quite happy too. he’s even left for lunch a few times. which is something he doesn’t do. he’s also tried to leave the office earlier. from that i can guess that you’re both seeing someone at the same time or you’re seeing each other.”

“okay genius! yes. yes we’re seeing each other. our first dates tonight!”

spencer smiles. “do you love him?”

you nod your head gently. spencer hugs you tightly. “im glad that you’re happy. haven’t seen you this happy in so long. i haven’t seen him happy either.”

you simply roll your eyes.

“don’t think i don’t know you! this was your plan all along! wasn’t it?”

“it wasn’t my plan exactly. i just felt like you both had things in common. i knew you could use someone else shoulder to cry on. and he could use someone else to vent to. you two falling in love was all on you.”

you shake your head. “lets go get this autograph, genius!”

later that night you got ready for your date. you wore a beautiful black dress that you thought showed off your curves. you thanked yourself for getting your hair done a week prior to aaron asking you out. you went for a glossy look with your make up. you absolutely loved what you did.

when you walked downstairs you were met with a knock on the door. your eyebrows furrowed confused. you opened the door and smiled. aaron was standing outside the porch with a bouquet of flowers. he hands them to you.

“thank you, sir!”

aaron looks at you in awe. you were the most beautiful woman he’d seen. he grabs a single braid and puts it behind your ear.

“you look beautiful, honey.”

you smiled hugely. hugging him before walking inside to grab a vase. you put water in it before setting the flowers inside.

“thank you. i—i didn’t know exactly what to wear. you haven’t given me a clue on where we’re headed.”

aaron puts his hands on your waist. he kissed you gently. “it’s perfect. are you ready my love?”

you simply nod your head.

when you arrived at the restaurant your eyes widened. you’ve seen places like this in movies. the most expensive restaurants celebrities go to.

you’ve never thought you’d be able to walk into a place like this.

“aaron,”

“what is it honey?” aaron stands over you with a frown.

“are you sure we’re in the right place?”

aaron smiles. “yes.”

“this place looks expensive!”

“nothing but the best for my girl. come on.” aaron takes your hand. you smile as you walk hand and hand into the restaurant. aaron gives them his name before you’ve been seated.

when you’re seated aaron pulls the chair out for you before going to the seat across from you. he orders you a bottle of wine. he waits patiently for your server to come back.

“you really do look lovely, darling.”

“you look amazing too, aar. like the bow tie. it’s sexy.”

aaron smirks. “sexy, huh?”

“mhm! gives me james bond vibes.”

aaron laughs.

“you got a fetish for men in power?”

you simply bite the bottom of your lip. confirming his suspicion.

“honey?”

“what? it’s just sexy. i can’t explain it. it’s something about a man that’s in control. on top of that you’re like close to a spy ill ever get. i—nevermind.”

“what?”

“this is more of a third date conversation. not a first date.”

“i hate to break it to you, darling. we’re already passed that. we confessed our love to one another.”

you knew he was right. you were just shy. you’ve never been the one to be open when it comes to sex. it’s why your past partners weren’t as good. you never really discussed what you’re into and what is a hard no.

“hey. look at me.”

you look into aaron’s eyes.

“you don’t need to be nervous, baby. tell me what’s going on in that big beautiful brain of yours.”

“ive always had a fantasy. i—past boyfriends never really took full control. i wanna be able to submit to my partner. i don’t know. it’s stupid.” you simply shake your head.

aaron grabs your hand. “hey! don’t do that. it’s nothing wrong with you feeling that way. i understand what you mean, baby. im assuming you feel like you’re always in control?”

“since i was little. i was different than my siblings. they got a little more attention than i did. my brother was more like my mom and sister was more like my father. i was—i wasn’t planned like my brother and sister. sometimes i felt like they only kept me because they felt like they had to. the older i got the more i took care of myself a lot. once i moved around, being a woman alone, i had to be on high alert. i guess i just want to feel less in control.”

aaron nods understandably.

“i get it. we can try that. as long as you let me know what’s too far, baby. i want you to feel pleasure in every way.”

“i understand. can we um—could we save this conversation when we’re in private?” you felt like people were staring. you knew it was all in your head but you couldn’t help how you felt.

aaron simply hums.

“how’s your project going?”

“this new client wants a family portrait. i have a photo of them but im always more comfortable with seeing someone right in front of me. makes the art work feel more natural.”

“have you discussed this with the family?”

you nod. “unfortunately the father is overseas. it sucks but i understand.”

aaron hums. “is that the only project you have thus far?”

“no. actually i have a fur client! aaron. the cat is so cute and fluffy! the owners gonna bring her around in two weeks. she’s a sister of one of the moms i met at jacks school. i haven’t drawn an animal so it’s gonna be new for me. not challenging but very new.”

“i can’t wait to see it. have you gotten anymore calls?”

“yes. i have my card out to plenty of people. especially the parents at school.”

“be careful though, honey. don’t just give your card away to anyone.”

you knew he was protecting you. with the things he’s seen you knew he just wanted you to be safe. you grab his hand and kiss the back of it.

“i will. promise.”

aaron smiles at you lovingly. the two of you continue conversation before you order and your food arrives. you talk about pretty much everything. aaron tells you about his childhood a little. he talks about when jack was born. you both discuss what you’re gonna do when for jacks birthday coming up.

once you finished dinner aaron payed the bill. he grabbed your hand and you both walked out of the building.

aaron opens the passenger door for you. you thanked him before getting in. he walks over to the driver seat. he drives off.

“where to now?”

“hmm? im thinking we should head home. got a little gift for you i left in my room.”

“really? could i get a hint?”

“lets just say you’ll love it.”

“aar?!” you moan dramatically.

“honey?!” he mimics you.

you roll your eyes at him. when you get home you try to beat aaron to the door. he’s quicker though.

he unlocks the door. you’re right behind him. you head upstairs. you let him know you’re going to change. he simply nods his head.

you close your bedroom door and sigh nervously. you get in the shower and clean your body nervously. when you get out you gently run your hands through the lingerie piece. you’ve never worn anything like this before. you never had the confidence to do so.

aaron made you feel confident. you weren’t exactly skinny. you were always on the thicker side. some guys you’ve dated had made it known. two of your ex’s never cared much. they had a bit of a fetish when it came to your weight but the last man you dated made you feel much more insecure.

he’d always comment on your weight gain or the the stretch marks or the cellulite on your thighs and ass. it’s what stopped you from dating for awhile. now you feel completed.

you knew aaron couldn’t have cared any less about your weight. you were still quite nervous. you sigh as you slip on the outfit and grab your robe. you wrap it around yourself as you walk towards aaron’s bedroom. you gently knock.

when he opens the door he was now wearing a simple white t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. he looked beautiful.

aaron smiles. he grabs your hand and walks you in his room. you smile.

“where’s my gift?”

aaron walks over and to his dresser and hands you a small red box. you look at his suspiciously before opening it. you gasped at the necklace.

you remembered telling aaron you’ve never dated in high school. you told him you felt like you missed the whole high school dating experience.

you’ve always wanted the cheesy boyfriend and girlfriend experience. one where you give each other gifts and jewelry. “ive always wanted a necklace with my boyfriends name on it. i know it’s corny but, its romantic.”

you look at the necklace that has his name. you smile hugely. “baby?”

“you like it?”

“i love it!”

aaron grabs the necklace. you move your hair out of the way. he puts the necklace on and clips it. aaron kisses the back of your neck.

“thought id be a little corny.” he states with a smirk. you turn around. giving him the most passionate kiss ever. he kisses you back with equal passion. aaron runs his hands down your back before untying your robe. you shrug it off your shoulders. he steps back and admired you.

you begin the wrap your arms around yourself shyly. aaron moves your hands.

“none of that. you’re beautiful. absolutely stunning.” he whispers.

he gently caress your face. he kisses you gently. he licks the bottom of your lip asking for access. you allow him. he lifts you. you wrap your legs around his waist. he gently sets you down on his bed. he continues to kiss you before he pulls away. he kisses the back your neck softly.

you sigh contently. aaron runs his hands on your body. he gently caress your left boob. he kisses your shoulder before slowly lifting your one piece off. he groans before sucking on your left nipple. you hold him closer. mouth open wide, you’ve never felt so comfortable with another man like this.

aaron finally shift to your other nipple. when he’s finished he lifts his hand and open your mouth. you gently suck on two of his fingers. he rubs his fingers against your cunt. gently getting the fill on you.

“god, you’re so wet. is this for me baby?”

“mhm.”

aaron gently rubs his fingers against your clit. you grunt.

“you want to give up control, sweetheart? want me to dominate you?”

“please?”

aaron slowly slips his his middle finger inside you. “gotta tell me it feels good, baby. let me know how good i make you feel.”

“one more. please?”

aaron obliged. he sticks another finger inside. he starts to fuck you slowly. he kisses you down your body until his face is right near your cunt. he sucks on the inside of your thigh.

“please?”

“please what, baby? tell me what you want exactly.”

“need your mouth, aar. please?”

he hums. aaron gives you a kitten lick. he groans before he dives right in. he sucks on your clit. your body moves side to side. aaron holds you down. he continues to eat you out as if it’s his last meal.

he pulls back slightly. “god, you taste so good. so fucking good, baby.” he dives right back in. you grip his hair. you run your fingers through it.

his tongue felt so good against you. you were so close. he starts to fuck you with his fingers once more. he felt you tighten around him.

“gonna cum?”

“yes.”

“come on then, baby.”

aaron fucks you harder before your legs start to shake. he starts to kiss you.

“aaron?”

“what is it, sweetheart? tell me?”

“want you.”

aaron lifts himself up. he discard his t-shirt and pull his sweatpants off. your eyes widened. you’ve never been with a man as big as aaron. his cock was red and angry. you could see his veins. he stood about eight inches and the girth was pretty thick. you were quite nervous.

aaron kisses you reassuringly. “it’s okay. we can stop right now if you’d like? just gotta let me know.”

you simply shake your head. “don’t wanna stop. just—you’re bigger than i could have imagine.”

aaron gives you a small smile. “i’ll go slow. won’t hurt you.”

he reaches for his bedside and grabs a condom. he opens the packet and slips the condom on.

“you ready for me, honey?”

you nod your head slowly. aaron teases you by rubbing the head of his cock against your slit. you moan softly. he slowly slips the head of his cock inside you. he pushes inch by inch. he kisses you softly as he fucks you gently.

you wrap your arms around him. he swallows your moans as he pulls out of you before pushing into him once more.

“oh, fuck.”

“yeah?”

“please, aar. harder?”

“you want me to fuck you harder baby? how bad do you need it?”

“need it so bad. you feel so good inside me.”

aaron fucks you deeper and rougher. he puts his hand around your neck. you grunt. your eyes rolls in the back of your head.

“god dammit. your pussy is so fucking tight and wet. just so perfect, baby. feels like it’s made for me.”

you’ve never been vocal during sex. but aaron just does something for you.

“was. made just for you, aar. i belong to you.”

“holy fuck! say that again honey.”

“my body and soul belong to you, baby. im yours.”

you swore you can feel him in your belly. you rest your hand down your stomach and your suspicions were confirmed.

“aar.”

“yes, honey?” he grunts into your neck. you grab his hand and place it on your belly. he grunts as he feels his cock.

“you’re so deep, baby. gonna come for you.”

“me too. so close. love your pussy so much. my pussy!”

“yours!”

“i won’t go so easy on you next time baby. right now im making love to your body. treating it like a princess. next time im gonna fuck you, yeah? fuck you like my pretty little slut, yeah? that’s what you want?”

“mhm! want that so bad.”

“good girl. my good little baby. god. wanna come in you next time. wanna go in you raw.”

“want that too! aaron, ‘m coming.”

aaron grunts. “shit! me too. fuck, baby.” aaron cums inside the condom as you cum around him.

he bury’s his head in your neck before slowly pulling out of you.

“i love you, honey.”

“i love you too, baby.”

he wraps his arms around your waist. he kisses your shoulder. aaron runs his fingers up and down your shoulders.

“goodnight, princess.”

“goodnight.”

you fall asleep in aaron’s arms. feeling a piece of happiness and calmness.

so this chapter literally took me all night. i started at like 8:30pm and just finished at 5:44am. yikes! to be fair though i am watching criminal minds at the same time as writing this.

i should head to bed though. i hope you guys enjoy this. next chapter will be the couple telling jack

night babies <3

[chrisevansonly]

The Night From Hell (Little Duck au🐣)

pairing: Chris Evans x Female Reader (Momma Evans) x Arlie Mae

summary: Chris never in a million years thought he’d get a phone call like the one he got as he sat down to feel Wesley, and his whole world shattered…

warnings: angst angst angst, injuries more on momma than arlie, mentions of drunk driving, medical terminology, a bit of comfort and fluff

a/n: idk why i’ve been hooked on this idea, but here it is, angst filled teehee, don’t worry i’ll give the family a break for a while after this and only write fluff but for now, enjoy 🫶🏻

word count: 2,067

The loud ringing in your ears seemed to get louder and louder the more aware and awake you’d become, still strapped in the driver’s seat, your neck stinging painfully, and judging by the seatbelts tight hold on you, it had burned your neck. You knew for certain you had blacked out, but for how long? That was still undetermined. Everything ached, your ribs, back, not to mention your head which had started to pound repeatedly, but what snapped you out of your haze were Arlie’s cries from the backseat

“M-Momma!”

“I’m here baby…I’m gonna get you out my love, are you hurt?”

“Y-yes, owie momma”

Biting your lip to keep from crying out yourself, you unstrapped the seatbelt, sirens now filling the space around you as you managed to get out and limp over to open the back door. When you got it open, Arlie reached for you, eyes bloodshot, but thankfully she looked okay, a few scratches on her arms and cheek from broken glass 

“Momma you bleeding”

“I-I know my love, I’m okay, we’re okay though”

You pulled her into your arms before sitting on the asphalt against the back tire, if there was anything you were thankful for right now it was for Volvo and how amazing the cars they made were, all you could see was a mangled mess of metal from the other car that hit you, but yours, albeit messed up, still looked somewhat decent

“Want daddy, I want daddy momma!”

An ambulance, followed by fire and police showed up, paramedics getting out and jogging in your direction, but you could feel yourself fading slowly

“D-Daddy will be here soon baby..p-promise..”

“Momma? Momma!!”

You had tried to fight the feeling you’d been getting while sitting against your car with Arlie holding onto you, but her voice was the last thing you’d heard before passing out, and it looked like you weren’t going to be waking up

-

Arlie was crying and shaking your arm trying to get you up, she was frantic and at only 4 years old she didn’t know what to do, she was terrified as she watched you fall and hit the pavement, her screams causing two paramedics to run over 

“Hi honey, hey little one, can you tell me your name sweetie?”

Arlie looked towards the young medic who crouched down to her while her partner rushed to your side to make sure you were breathing 

“Help Momma pwease!”

“Alright honey, we’re gonna help your mommy, but can you tell me your name...?”

“A-Arlie”

The medic smiled 

“Hi Arlie, I’m Jess, it’s nice to meet you” 

Jess paused before a few other people came to get you situated on a stretcher, which only caused more panic to build in little Arlie’s chest 

“Arlie, we are going to ride with your mom in the ambulance, okay? We’re going to check out your little cuts and get them nice and clean, okay?”

Jess held her arms out slowly and Arlie was quick to enter her embrace so she could pick Arlie up and walk with her behind the stretcher 

“Want my daddy”

“We can call him when we get inside okay?”

Arlie nodded and they both got into the back of the ambulance and watched as you were hooked up to a few monitors and had begun to get IVs placed along your arms all while Arlie had to watch you lay silent, and that is what scared her the most, she’d never seen her momma like this at all…she was too quiet…way too quiet

-

Chris had just put Wesley down for bed when his phone went off again, ringing from the countertop in the kitchen downstairs, he’d heard it go off once a few minutes ago, and couldn’t get too it, so he jogged down the stairs, turning the phone to see an unknown number

“Hello?”

“Hi is this Mr. Evans?”

Chris had started to feel anxious before he’d picked up the phone but now that feeling started to rise 

“Yes, this is him, can I ask who’s calling?”

“This is Jess McNeil, I’m a paramedic with the Newton County fire department, I’m a paramedic, there’s been an accident involving your wife and daughter”

There is no singular word or feeling to describe just how Chris felt in this moment, the sheer panic as he moved over to open his laptop, sending his mother a series of texts, the urgency in them telling her to come to the house as soon as possible. If Chris ended up going into Boston tonight, he didn’t want Wesley to be in a hospital around sick people, nor did he think he could hold it together enough for his son

“I-Wait how’d this happen, are they alright? Where are you headed, are they hurt bad...?”

“Mr. Evans, I assure you we are doing everything we possibly can for your wife right now, I can’t discuss all the details over the phone, but she is in critical condition as we speak, we are heading towards Massachusetts General Hospital, your daughter is fine, minor injuries”

Chris went to ask another question or try to get any more information on your condition when he heard his sweet little girl’s voice come through the speaker 

“Daddy, you there daddy?”

He sniffled quietly, his emotions no longer being held back

“I’m here baby, I’m here Arlie, are you okay duck?”

“I scared daddy, can you come get me and momma pwease…don’t wike it here…too loud”

The fear in her voice and slight tremble in speech making his heart clench tighter in his chest 

“I’m going to come see you and momma right now, you’ll be okay baby I promise, you stay with Jess until I get there, okay? I promise, I love you so much Arlie Mae”

“I love you daddy”

For the next couple minutes while Chris gathered a bag with clothes and pyjamas for himself, Arlie and you, they’d stayed on the phone until his mother arrived at the house, only then did Chris hang up and make his way into Wesley’s room to kiss his forehead whispering a quiet ‘I love you so much’ before going down to explain everything to Lisa and the night his little family was in for

-

Chris had never driven into Boston as fast as he did tonight, his car screeching into the parking lot at Mass Gen as he slid it into park, the emergency room lights casting a hue amidst the puddles of rain in the parking lot. He’d slung the bag of clothes over his shoulder before jogging to the entrance, it didn’t take him long to find Arlie first who was sitting with Jess playing with a puzzle and some blocks 

“Oh, thank god…”

Arlie turned and jumped up instantly taking off towards Chris 

“Daddy!” 

“Hi baby, oh god, thank you god…you’re okay baby”

He took her into his arms instantly as she clung to him, Chris never wanted to let her go, but pulled back after a few minutes to inspect her cheek were a band aid lay, covering one of the bigger cuts

“I’m so happy you’re okay Arlie, I was so worried”

Chris pressed a few kisses to her forehead before turning to smile at Jess who’d made her way over to say goodbye as her team was going back out 

“Thank you so much, for looking after my girls…I can’t thank you enough”

Jess smiled and nodded 

“Of course, Arlie is a great storyteller, and if it’s any ease to your mind, your wife was awake when we arrived, I’m sure they’ll have a room for her soon”

Chris nodded and sent her a small smile, thanking her once again before he and Arlie chose an uncrowded corner to sit in, letting her change into some pyjamas before she curled up next to Chris, opting to watch a show quietly on his phone while they both waited for any news on your condition, right now it felt like they’d be waiting all night. 

-

You were more than aware of the situation you were in, the hospital bed far less comfortable than your own, the steady beeping from the monitor attached to your heart, the drip of the iv’s every few seconds, you felt like shit, there was no sugar coating that at all. Thankfully you didn’t end up needing surgery at all, and you’d been getting settled into this room when a knock at the door paused your movements to get comfortable 

“Mrs. Evans, I have some guests here to see you, they’ve been waiting very patiently”

You knew immediately who it was and nodded, still not trusting of your voice just yet. A tired smile on your face when the door opened further and Arlie stood there with Chris, her little eyes lighting up instantly 

“Momma!!”

She ran to you, and you could already feel the tears spill gently down your cheeks, everything was so overwhelming 

“H-Hi my baby”

Chris came over shortly after, tears in his eyes as well

“Arlie, remember, gentle with Momma for the next while okay?”

She turned and nodded at her dad before holding your hand gently, Chris moving to the other side to lean down and press a kiss to your forehead

“Hi handsome, sorry for the little scare”

He couldn’t help the quiet laugh that escaped him, knowing you were trying to bring some slight humour to the situation, it was too hard to look at this any differently. Arlie had managed to climb into the bed beside you, laying her head on your shoulder gently, just wanting to be close to you

“Momma, can we go home pwease?”

“Well, my love, I can’t go home just yet, I’ve got some pretty big owies I need looked at, but you and daddy can go home anytime” 

You could see Chris tense slightly out of the corner of your eye, you knew he wouldn’t want to leave, but what you didn’t expect was Arlie to shake her head, and hold the hospital gown you had on tighter in her hands, a soft yawn spilling out 

“I stay if momma stays…”

You smiled watching her closer her eyes as her voice trailed off, this was the last place you’d ever thought the two of you would end up, but you were more than grateful you’d gotten the worst of it, you didn’t know what you would have done if this was Arlie in your place instead of you 

“The uh doctor, told me all your injuries, but said we should be able to leave in a few days...”

“Chris?”

He looked at you, the anxiety swimming behind his tired eyes, you could see right through him every time, but this was the first time you’d ever seen him this scared

“I’m okay baby, I know you’re scared, and anxious…I want to let you feel those feelings, but I’m right here, I’m okay, Arlie is okay”

He nodded leaning his head on your thigh as he gripped your hand gently, squeezing it to find more comfort 

“I thought I lost you both…and-and then when the medic told me you were in critical condition, I thought I was l-losing you Y/N…god when I got that call…my ma is home with Wes, I drove straight here”

“I can only imagine how that felt, truth be told I really don’t remember much other than getting Arlie out of the car…god that car saved our lives Chris”

Chris pulled his head back to look at you once again, just taking everything in, almost as if you’d disappear, and you almost had tonight 

“I love you, and I love Arlie so fucking much I need you to know that, and I need you to know I’ll make sure you both get better, and get any help you need, no matter what it takes” 

Bringing a hand up to cup his cheek softly you nodded, no words needed to be exchanged as Chris leaned into your touch, feeling grateful that soon he’d be able to take his two favourite girls home. He never ever wanted to feel what he had tonight, and how he felt when he got that call, so as he watched his wife and daughter sleep, he called Lisa to fill her in, and let her know everything would be okay, he’d make sure of it. 

[harlowarchives]

𝐜𝐡𝐩 𝟏 ! ୨ .  ˚ ໒꒱

hi, my babies! i'm so 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 to share this with you finally after almost a month of writing & perfecting this it is finally 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐲! i really hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it. this is chapter one of the 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 series.

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𝟏. Sevyn watched Jack pace around the hospital room over & over until he sat down because he had begun making himself dizzy. Seating himself he started tapping his foot Sevyn blurted “Jack I'm not dying you know?” Sevyn said attempting to calm Jack’s nerves.

Lifting his hand and opening his mouth Sevyn quickly quieted him “No! No more of this negative Jack, I'm perfectly fine aside from the fact that I have to push out a physical human & the fact that there's a literal war in my mind right now!” Sevyn said chuckling trying to get a smile out of Jack. Flashing a look at him that said everything he needed to know, even though Sevyn & Jack were no longer together he still cared for her and their child more than anything. Walking toward the bed Sevyn was in, Jack ran his fingers through her hair with a nervous look on his face “I'm just worried Sev.” Jack confessed, sitting up Sevyn opened her arms placing them around Jack’s tall figure as he quickly embraced her in return, so comfortable in each other's arms Jack just smiled while time sat still. Sevyn pulled away wincing at the tug of her iv, watching Jack open his mouth Sevyn quickly smiled “I'm okay!” she said blowing out a fresh inhale. Jack noticed a quick change in expression watching Sevyn pant “Contraction! Jack get the nurse.” Jack towards the hallways yelling for help “My child's mother is going into labor.” waving his hand running into the hallway while Sevyn frantically pressed the emergency button.

She'd been in active labor for the past six hours & she was finally ready to give birth. “Jack!” Sevyn called with hot tears running down her cheeks.

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐁𝐀𝐂����

A smiling nurse said walking into Sevyn’s room smiling, “You're having a baby mama!” the woman smiled watching Sevyn smile through her tears, “I'm having a baby?” She questioned looking over at Jack’s smiling face as he began laughing picking her up as she harnessed her legs around his stomach “I love you so much, Ok? I'm so happy to have this baby with you.” Jack said as he claimed her lips. “You’ll be back for your next appointment in two weeks.” The nurse said to the happy couple as they nodded.

“Mrs.Harlow?” the nurse said as Sevyn came back to reality “Yes?” Sevyn said breathing just as the instructor in her delivery classes had taught her. “Your about to have your baby mami!” the nurse concluded after conducting a few very minor tests. A group nurses walked into the room behind them was a doctor saying some words Sevyn couldn't even listen to then finishing with “Alright, let’s do this!” says the doctor. Groaning loudly Sevyn shouted in pain her face painted with sweat. “Sev? I'm here. Everyone is here for you.” says a voice, blinking Sevyn turned her head to look at Jack with his scrubs. Sevyn began laughing while still groaning loudly in pain. “It's not funny Sevyn stop laughing! I look great.” He argued “Right?” he said looking over at the nurses as they nodded another roar came out of Sevyn, “Argh! Shut up boy come here.” Quickly walking towards Sevyn Jack began running his fingers through her hair, gently massaging her shoulders “You ready?” Jack said coming face-to-face with Sevyn as she nodded sweat & tears running down her sunkissed skin. “Alright, time to push as hard as you can sweetie!” the doctor called as Sevyn shouted.

A loud cry filled the room, a beautiful sweet melodic cry, relief washed over the mother. Walking towards the doctor’s Jack was handed a pair of scissors cutting the umbilical cord. Tears welled in Jack’s eyes wiping his eyes before Sevyn could see, Jack gently wrapped his arms around Sevyn’s shaking body Jack's scrubs were covered in her hot tears, placing his pointer finger under Sevyn’s chin “Look at me. You did amazing.” he said looking down at Sevyn “Yeah?” she said laughing through her tears still trying to catch her breath. “Yeah.” as tears trickled down his tomato-red cheeks.

Trying to stop Jack’s tears was like trying to catch rain in a cup, tears wouldn’t stop so he just let them fall.

After letting Jack & Sevyn have their moment “Here she is!” the doctor said lowly, lying the baby in Sevyn’s arms. Jack & Sevyn smiled before they nestled the infant gently rocking her. Kissing her tiny head while she rested & cooed on Sevyn’s chest. “Big ass head just like her damn daddy,” Sevyn said laughing “Beautiful just like her mommy,” Jack said smiling.

After the delivery, Sevyn sat on the shower bench letting the water run on her. She placed her hand under the showerhead moistening her coils standing up for a minute to rinse the soap off. Since she had given birth she’d been bleeding nonstop, at first she was frightened but her doctor assured her it was completely normal and that her body was doing exactly what it should be, she’d been in the shower for 40 minutes cleaning the blood & other fluids off herself. Once her legs got tired she sat down on the wet shower bench, she wasn't supposed to over-exert herself especially because she had torn during birth which was additional pain. Washing the soap off her body Sevyn felt a cold liquid drip down her leg more blood, she groaned at the sight of it. Quickly rinsing it off with the vaginal soap provided by the hospital she turned the water off and got out. Looking in the mirror, Sevyn put on a pair of yoga pants, and a baby pink dry-fit t-shirt, and then started washing her face watching her skin glow in the cold lighting. She listened to music while moisturizing her coils brushing the kinks out and putting on the pad the doctor had recommended.

Sevyn stepped into her room smiling at the flowers & gifts her friends and family had left, her legs grew weak while she limped toward her bed wincing at the sharp stabbing pains in her stomach. “Whoa, slow down Sev,” Urban said running towards her and walking her to her bed “Thank you, Uncle Urban,” she said smiling and making a snake-like sound as Urban helped her into her bed that was prepared with fresh sheets. After Urban fluffed her pillow she laid back watching Urban sit in the chair beside her.

“Where’s everyone Urb?” she asked looking down at him and shifting her body and pillow a bit. “Uhm. Jack is picking up your mom and then getting you something to eat because he refuses to let you eat hospital food.” Urban said watching Sevyn change the channel to Cartoon Network, “You good & everything though? I couldn't even imagine doing what the fuck you just did.” He questioned as she just nodded “I just can't believe I even did it.” Sevyn was honestly shocked at what she was able to perform it felt kind of crazy that she was able to do something so beautiful, “Well we all know your gonna be a sick mom, Sevyn.” Urban complimented, she’d always had very maternal traits she was very protective over the group and great with Nemo’s daughter & all kids, and gave great advice not to mention she was wise, humorous & was in all a dope-ass person. “Where’s my niece anyway?” Urban questioned “Actually she should be back in two minutes.” Seven said glancing at the digital clock on her bedside, Urban and Sevyn heard an additional voice enter the room. “She’s back! Say hi Mommy.” The nurse said pushing the baby’s bed to Sevyn’s beside “Alright Mommy, you have a beautiful healthy little girl, you can breastfeed her whenever you're ready.” the nurse smiled at Urban & Sevyn before walking out of the room, groaning Sevyn lifted her baby and placed her on her chest.

“Do you know how much mommy loves you already?” Sevyn smiled watching the infant coo. “No, you don't. You don't.” She said in a baby-like voice shaking her head while Urban just admired Sevyn’s bond with her child, “Say hi Uncle Urban, Hi!” Sevyn said grinned waving her hand. “You wanna hold her?” she said looking at Urban’s glossy eyes, “Yes, more than anything.” Urban choked up, clearing his throat. “Go wash your hands.” She said quietly as he nodded quickly walking to the bathroom turning on the sink then seeing two women & behind them, a man. “Yall is right on time, She’s right here.” Sevyn smiled as everyone hugged her, “Awh! She's so beautiful Sev!” Sayori smiled, “Can’t believe my bestfriend had a baby, I’m finally a rich auntie.” Clover added “I’m just surprised she ain’t got yo fat ass forehead.” Druski added “Wonder how yo baby gon be built.” Sevyn snapped back as the room broke into laughter, “Y’all need to wash your hands.” Urban said walking toward Sevyn as she rested the baby in his arms, as he baby talked to her saying words no one could really make out. “Yo she looks just like you & Jack,” Druski said his eyes wide walking closer to get a better look.

After everyone had held and taken pictures with the baby Jack, His parents & Sevyn’s mother Madeline walked in with bags of food and other gifts, Jack’s parents walked over to give Sevyn hugs before walking to the bathroom. Everyone sat scattered in the room having separate conversations, “Got your favorite,” Jack smiled holding up a large bag of Chick-Fil-A. “Oh my god, I needed this. I love you.” Sevyn smiled “I love you too.” Jack replied, “Not you— the food.” Sevyn smiled looking around. “Figured.” Jack responded “Alright I washed my hands where my at daughter?” He said with a bright smile on his face. “Right over here, Daddy.” She smiled pointing at the baby. “God she’s beautiful.” He said lifting her out of her bed as she opened her eyes cooing at Jack “Your so beautiful girl.” He said looking down at her, his child. His child. A smile spread across the newborns face as Sevyn and Jack immediately began smiling and laughing “Let’s get a picture of y’all.” Urban called lifting his camera from around his neck the snapping a picture of the new family.

“Alright everyone we want to thank you for being here for this beautiful day in our lives now, me & Sevyn would like to announce something.”

As everyone turned their attention to Jack. “Sevyn you wanna?” he questioned looking down at her “Actually yes, our daughter’s name is Hope Jovani Harlow.” She smiled kissing Hope’s head as everyone cheered some even shedding tears.

🏷️ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒 ⁱ : @lexxtooshiesty4bae @iknowdatsrightbih @iheartharlow @livsters @honeyharlows @killatravtramp @jackmanduh

[slytherinshua]

HELLO!!!!

so ive been dead for a couple weeks (okay im sorry but school is kicking my ass)

BUTTTT IM BACK!!!!

And SO ARE YOU!!!

zanna pls the hao fic 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

idk whether to cry or kick my feet bc wTFFFF

how are you so g o o d (you obviously worked super hard and thats so cool of you)

ALSO

CINEMA PARADISE AND 19.99 CB!!!!!!

okay so i heard good so bad right? amazing song. 10/10 and thEn i watched the mcountdown kill the romeo performance and immediately went wHOA because why did that song hIT SO HARD LIKE?!?!??! Cinema paradise is such a ricky era (to me) bc his aura was off the roof he was so super noticable (even though he was worried bc of the hair dyeing :( he still stood out so much!) Also hao was so super good zb1 keeps getting better!!

OKAY NOW LISTEN

IM NOT THE BIGGEST ONEDOOR AROUND HERE OKAY BUT IVE LISTENED TO THEIR ENTIRE DISCOGRAPHY AND WATCHED ALL THEIR PERSONAL CONTENT AND CAN I JUST SAY DANGEROUS AND NICE GUY ARE SO GOOD LIKE BND NEVER MISSES WHAT THE HECK

Taesans line in dangerous had me actually pulling out my earphones bc wtf why was that so good i was h o o k e d the secomd that song started and then nice guy was just also really good like?!?!?!? H O W do you slay that hard like whoa

ANYWAY HI ZANNA I MISSED YOUUUUUU

im glad you're out of your mini slump!!! (i have so many ideas and i want to write but i have no t i m e!!! i dont like school 😐)

-🌱 (bc you said youd miss this <3)

im sorry i rambled on a bit but yeah !!!

HI HAFS OMG!!!! omg it has been a while but dw i understand :((( school is out to get us all istg im so tired and its only the beginning of the year... AND LIKE I THOUGHT I WAS GOING CRAZY W THAT WRITERS BLOCK HOLY SHIT LIKE I COULD NOT FUNCTION WITHOUT MY DELUSIONS BEING MY ESCAPE 😭😭😭😭😭😭

BUT AAAA IM GLAD U LIKED IT <333333 thank you ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ ugh i remember like before i even properly stanned zb1 i was thinking about which members would fit studio ghibli boys and let me see if i can remember all the pairings.... honestly i think these ranged from most accurate (first 4-5) to zanna is running out of ghibli boys to assign

zhang hao as seiji

i think i had taerae as tombo back then but now i feel like it fits gyuvin more :((

NOW RICKY AS HOWL CAUSE WHO ELSE WOULD HE BE

and yujin as sho!!! cause look theyre literally the same skdfjksd could 100% see yujin in an arrietty storyline to me hes just the embodiment of teen youth like coming of age stories rly fit him so well

gunwook as pazu bcuz i have to satisfy my childhood crush and my current crush (also they look the same fight me)

honestly jiwoong as jiro???

taerae as asbel now (literally i don't remember anything about asbel but they look kinda similar so we're going w it)

hanbin as ashitaka bcuz i just think theyre both hot like that 🤕🤕🤕

which leaves matthew as sosuke cause i haven't watched the boy and the heron yet so idk whether that might fit better but yeah... BUT TELL ME WHY THEY KINDA HAVE SIMILAR VIBES ANYWAY SO??

now can we also appreciate how i tried to match the pics as close as i could thank you thank you anyway enough abt zb1 and ghibli boys

YES CINEMA PARADISE WAS SO GOOD!!! good so bad literally their best title track to date AND SAME W BND. i think nice guy is their best to date and ive seen a lot of ppl who like dangerous more than nice guy which is valid i also love dangerous BUT IMO NICE GUY IS PERFECT AND BETTER THAN DANGEROUS???? 👹👹👹

ricky will always stand out no matter what !!!!! even tho his hair was plain it still drew attention to him like the contrast of black hair to his skin is crazy and he looks like a whole prince (when does he ever not) BUT OMG HAO IN THE MV WRECKED ME SOOOO HARD like i think good so bad mv is the reason why hao is #2 in zb1 ranking for me rn skdfjskdfs ALSO CAN WE TALK ABT PURPLE GUNWOOK CAUSE NO IM STILL NOT OVER PURPLE GUNWOOK even tho hes had it for a while now i still look at it and then die skdfjksdhfks

IF THERES ONE THING BONEDO WILL DO ITS RELEASE BANGERS EVERY TIME!!! i swear they always stay true to their sound and concept and i LOVE that about them. every song feels SO boynextdoor but at the same time they try different sounds and tell different stories with each song. i also just adore their storytelling in their mvs and songs its so good every time!!!! and im excited to see what they release next bcuz it seems theyre doing a youth concept now that theyre done their falling in love trilogy

awwww nooo i hope u find time soon 👹 it can be so hard to find time to write sometimes istg.... but you'll manage i believe in u !!! KSDJFKSD I DID MISS IT OMG

[whumpasaurus101]

*takes u out of my pocket*

my most talented son!! 🥰🥰💖

do you have any shock collar content for asher 👀

EEEEEE *INTENSE HAPPY FLAPPY HANDSSSSSS*

Okay ik ive been texting you loads abt how much i hate this and what not BUT ONCE AGAIN, IM SO GRRRRR CAUSE I WISH I DID A BETTER JOB IM SORRY- i acc havent really written much shock collar so i feel like maybe i can write it a lot better HUIKJDHKDH but someday i wanna do party time part 2 and have more shock collar content in that >:3

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CW: shock collar / cursing / 'mutt' used as a name

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“Let me go!!!!” Asher growled, fighting off the men who were holding him. They shoved him onto the floor in front of Antonio’s desk, who stood from his seat, taking off his glasses with a heavy breath, “Boys?”

“Sorry for disturbing you boss,” One of the workers sighed, almost out of breath from how much effort it took holding back Asher, “But this little shit was trying to cause trouble with a newbie.” The worker emphasized his sentence, kicking Asher hard in the ribs.

Antonio had run this boxing gym for a while now. He has dealt with all kinds of fighters. The broken, scared, defiant, confident, weak, strong, you name it. But Asher? Asher, quite frankly, made Antonio want to quite frankly beat the ever loving shit out of him. Antonio sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly before nodding, “Leave it with me, thank you boys.” And with that, the group of trainers walked back to the training gym, out of Antonio’s office.

“I didn't do shit,” Asher growled, rubbing his side while practically pouting like a child. “I highly doubt that. I can always pull up the CCTV security footage if you’d like.” Asher froze and shook his head quickly, only making Antonio chuckle, bending over slightly and tilting Asher’s head up by a finger under his chin, “You never learn, do you?”

Asher growled, ripping his face away from Antonio, “Don't fucking touch m-” He was quickly cut off as Antonio grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head so he was face to face with Antonio, “Listen here, you little shit. I am sick and tired of putting up with your bullshit every fucking day-” 

“…technically it's not e-every d-”

“Silence.” Asher was backhanded hard and a small whimper escaped his lips before he tried to cover it up with a growl, but just Antonio chuckled, walking over to his desk and opening a drawer, “Do you remember that day I used the taser on you?” 

Asher instantly paled, gulping and shifting anxiously, “Oh o-of course. How could I ever forget such a wonderful day. You know what, you and I have the most amazing time tog-”

*click* 

Asher immediately looked up to Antonio, “Wha-what the fuck-” His hands flew up to his neck, desperately trying to pull at whatever had been latched around his neck. “Hm, what’s the matter, little pup?” Asher growled, rushing up to his feet as he clenched his fists, “Don't you dare call me that.”  

Antonio smirked and chuckled, “Ohhhh, you will want to watch your mouth from now on.” Asher’s eyes turned cold and he stepped right up to Antonio’s face, jutting out his chin in defiance, “And why’s that?” 

Antonio’s eyes practically sparkled as he took out a controller, simply pressing a button and watching the show happen before him. 

Asher’s eyes went wide as his whole body seized up and with a cry as his knees buckled and he collapsed to the ground. His arms flew up to his neck, desperately pulling at the shock collar as much as he could, “SH-SH’T- Tu-turn ‘t o-o-’ff-ff-” His whole torso and back seized up, twitching and beginning to shake. Antonio chuckled, bending down to his hunkers and brushing a hair away from Asher’s face, “Beg me, dear.” 

Asher growled, snarling as he grit his teeth, “Like sh-sh-i-it I will.” Antonio smirked, “Suit yourself,” And with that, Antonio stood up and sat at his desk, starting to fill in paper work he had been procrastinating for weeks. 

Asher slammed his fist against the floor, trying to get Antonio’s attention. His body was on fire. His lungs felt as if lightning struck through them. “Th’s ‘s b-BULL,” He bellowed with another punch to the ground. Antonio just chuckled, spinning his pen with his finger absentmindedly, “You know what I want, Asher.” 

“Wh-wh’t you want, n-nah, bu-bu’ wha-whatchya ne-...nee-d is a li- FUCK- a li-fffff-fffe.” 

Antonio simply hummed, his fingers twisting up the dial to the control, smirking as a scream ripped from Asher’s throat. “I must admit, I’m impressed at your pain tolerance,” Antonio chuckled, “I mean, managing to keep that annoying act up while being shocked at nearly the highest setting. I'm… almost… surprised…to be honest!”

Asher’s body twitched with a grunt, “Th-th’nks alo-ot, asshole.” Antonio studied him for a moment more before switching off the collar, watching with a smirk as Asher’s back slumped to the floor, his body aching as he tried to catch his breath. Asher cursed under his breath as his body occasionally twitched, glossy eyes staring at the ceiling, “Ge-get it ‘ff…”

“I told you what I wanted, dear, and you haven't given that to me. So, shall we continue, or are you willing to beg?”

Asher clenched his jaw before bringing his eyes up to meet Antonio’s, “Bri-bring it, bitch.” Antonio scoffed, rolled his eyes before turning the dial full. Asher screamed  this time, his whole body completely seizing as his head hit the floor, heels digging into the carpet of the office, his back arching in pain, “Sh-sh’t, pl…”

“I'm sorry, speak up darling, I didn't quite hear you,” Antonio pressed, knowing how close Asher was to breaking. He watched as Asher’s face screwed up, what the fuck was he to do??? He wanted the pain to end more than anything but there was no way in fuck that he was about to beg to Antonio.

Suddenly the shock stopped as there was a knock on the door. Antonio slammed his fist against the desk, “What is it,” He growled, “Nobody is to come in while I’m work-”

“My sincere apologies.”

Asher froze at the familiar voice. Fucking Rodger. 

“Heard my boy was causing trouble.” 

Antonio scoffed, “When is he not?” That made Rodger chuckled, “Mind if I sit in?” Antonio gestured to the seat where Asher lay near, “Take a seat! I'm not letting Asher leave until he begs- but… you might wanna get comfy, god knows how long he’ll take.”

“Well, Asher, “ Rodger chuckled, delivering as hard of a kick as he could to Asher’s ribs. Asher groaned, his hand flying to clutch at his ribs with a groan, “F’ck o-o-’ff…” Rodger laughed, looking up at Antonio, “You really think he’s going to break???”

Antonio simply shrugged, “Worth a try though! Want a go?” Rodger quickly extended his hand, “Oh, you fucking bet.” The second the control was put into his hand, Rodger instantly turned the dial.

“FU-FUCK- Stopstop-st- SHIT- stop-” 

“Not the words I’m looking for, Ashy boi.”

Asher snarled, his top lip curling up, “D-dn’t call me tha-thah-” “I think that's the least of your worries right now,” Rodger scoffed, resting his feet up on top of Antonio’s desk, ignoring Antonio’s disapproving look. 

Asher’s eyes fluttered as his head suddenly felt dangerously light, “Sh-sh’t…” Antonio gulped, his eyes snapping over to Rodger, “He-hey uh, take it easy on him, he looks like he’s about to pass out.” Rodger simply waved his hand dismissively, “Oh please, he’s just being a dramatic little shit.”

“Mmhnn-” Was all Asher managed before his eyes rolled up to his head, and his body fell still. Silence. 

“Dramatic?”

“I can hear you smirking.”

“You know, you can always leave the mutt with me for a week or two, I’d bet I could have him broken in that amount of time.”

Rodger laughed, shaking his head, “Funny. Hilarious. But I might take you up on that offer, I could do with a break from the idiot.”

“Sounds like a deal, you just hit me up and I’ll be there.”

“Deal. Now, help me carry him to the car, will ya?”

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THANKIE SM FOR READINGGGGG 💜💜💜

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[itwasthisorthemilitary]

April 13, 2024

I knowwwww I haven't been writing 🙃

Ok Thursday night: Sughedys straightened my hair for a good 90 minutes and then knotted it up in a hair net and bandana. I was under strict instructions to not get sweaty between 10 pm Thursday night and noon on Friday. Impossible? Really enjoyed sitting there while she played with my hair. Felt like a little girl.

Yesterday was one of my favorite birthdays Ive ever had and I think it was because I went into it with such low expectations. I received an insane amount of gifts from my family. A new necklace for the party, a pair of pants, a sun hat, a new bag (all which I now have to figure out how to pack). Dena came over bright and early with my favorite coconut water and chocolates 😊 I can't explain what it was like receiving so many cards, handmade bracelets, and little trinkets from trainees who were working with whatever they had. I feel so lucky that my birthday was during PST and I got to celebrate with everyone before shipping out. Caitlin gave me a book and a postcard from New Hampshire and that made me cry. So for the morning I didn't do much of anything (couldn't get sweaty). I bought a pineapple and shared it with some people on my porch. Then. At noon it was time to get beautiful. Elianis helped me do my makeup, sughedys took my hair out of it's holdings, and I changed into my new dress. It was CRAZY putting makeup on, also it was so hot so really only eye makeup and lipstick because I was sweating so much. Yesterday afternoon felt like getting ready for prom with Audrey and Caitlin. We were singing to music, taking pictures at each of our houses, and we think the women were more excited than we were. Once we were all done we walked into the center of town for the despedida. The despedida is just a farewell party for all the volunteers and their families. Not gonna lie, having a party throw on my birthday was kinda amazing. Everyone made it such a big deal and I was looking more fancy than most. The despedida was fun, albeit bittersweet. Caitlin, Audrey, Elianis, Crisyei, and I all did the macarena in front of everyone.

After the despedida we continued the birthday festivities at my house. Liv, Sam, Audrey, Caitlin, and Carlo all came over and we played old playlists from highschool while drinking gree apple vodka out of a water bottle. The running joke is that it was actually my 17th birthday because everything in the training community feels like being in highschool again. We danced and sang and all ate cake afterwards. My mom asked if I wanted to invite more trainees and when I said no she laughed really hard. Then I called Chloe which was a MISTAKE because then I got really sad that she wasn't there too. I was sitting with these 5 people who are so amazing and two months ago I didn't know them and now I couldn't picture my life without them but it still felt like chlo was missing from the equation.

All around, an incredible birthday, I feel so loved and it was fun to dress up even if it was a little ridiculous.

Today: championship baseball game!

Audrey, Caitlin, and I all went into Chorerra with our family to watch my brother, Elian, play at the championship baseball game. Its a new stadium for the major league but for the championship game they got to play there. He was SO excited when he found out we were coming. Olivia and Sam met us there. Elian is OBSESSED with Sam so you could just see him glowing that we all showed up with his whole family. We all got super into the game...for the first 2 hours and then we were wondering why the fuck the coach hadn't put Elian in once. Elian is so good at baseball he's been asked to play on an elite team during the season, and during today's game he was not put on the field once....I asked my family and they were livid. They've had issues with the director in the past and the vibe is he's resentful of Elian and the other player who have been asked to join this elite team. Obviously I don't know the whole story but he's a child and whatever your issue is, don't take it out on him. They brutally lost the game and when we got home elian was crying because he was so embarrassed that all of us came and he didn't play. I'm still so upset about it, not that I didn't see him play, I see him play everyday, but that he was caught in the crossfire's of adults.

After the game Liv, Caitlin, Sam, Audrey and I went out for birthday margs and lemme tell you, Passion fruit margs??? They go down real smooth, especially with some extra shots. So then Audrey and I went grocery shopping...bad idea. Put me in the American grocery store while drunk, yikes. I asked Audrey if I should get the peanut butter m&M's, the sour candy, the Milano dark chocolate cookies, or the extra cheddar goldfish and she said "it was your birthday yesterday....all of them?" So that was all the convincing I needed.

Then tonight was sam's mom's birthday so I went to her party because it's our last like real night here. After some more beer and wine I ended up on top of my usual hill looking at the stars.

Not sure if you've noticed but I use some combination of Audrey, Carlo, Caitlin, Liv, and Sam in every sentence. (I miss Ahmet daily, we facetimed him for my birthday party) I'm going to be gutted and I'm one of the lucky ones, I'm keeping two out of the 5 of them. After Wednesday, guaranteed no seeing them for 3 months. It's been the craziest codependency for the last 10 weeks, followed by isolation for the next 2 years. All five of them made yesterday one of the best birthdays Ive had and I'm just going to know them for the rest of my life.

Fittingly, on my last day in the states I was up until 3 am writing a blog post. Much like I am right now on my (2nd to) last night in Los Mortales. Tomorrow is packing and saying goodbye to everyone. Pictures to follow

[calypso-finale]

Eighty Two.

Aziel hid behind my legs as Ti and Taylan walked into my house “wow” Taylan just said, I mean he hasn’t seen my house so it’s the first time “is that a good wow?” I said, he is staring all around “this is amazing, wow” he is in shock, hugging Ti “welcome back!” I spat as she laughed “I know right, it’s a quick trip and I was like I need to see my sister of course, and also mother and her demands, well not a demand. I am just helping her” moving back from the hug “with a meeting?” she nodded her head “yeah, her and dad have gone to Mexico to have some time away, just them two and she asked and I couldn’t say no and I said to Taylan wait till you see Rylee home, you going to faint and look at him” looking over at him, his hands on his hips flabbergasted “wow, I mean I get why you want to stay here because I mean just look at it, it’s amazing” I grinned at him “thank you” I said taking it as a compliment “you’re welcome because this is crazy” Ti is trying to get at Aziel but he doesn’t want to go to her “what happened Aziel” pushing the door closed but he is just running around me “Jesus” I said, these two just trying to go around me “hey!” I spat and grabbed him, picking him up “why are you not going to auntie, what is wrong?” he poked his lips out “daddy” he whined out “yeah he went to sleep, you saw it. I showed you it, now auntie is here, and he wants to play. You want to play ball” he nodded his head “you can play ball with a boy? Look” I pointed at Taylan “yeah” he just said “well you need to give auntie a hug first, you can’t just have a tantrum and cry about things and then act like I will accept it” Tianna took him from me “I thought you was TT baby? What is this? You know what is happening, you are growing up now and you don’t want to know” he is hugging her through gritted teeth, he does not want to do it. He wants to speak to Oakley really, but he fell asleep while on facetime, what does he want me to do “let’s show Taylan your toys” Tianna walked off with him, it’s nice to have guests here because it can get lonely.

Taylan and Aziel can kick the ball, Ti and I are just stood in the corner because Aziel kept following us back so we are here, and he will stay “I am glad you came by the way; I needed a sitter. Grace the lady I use, she has gone home, death in her family not upset about it and she will be back, but I was going to get Diji, well he was going to come but you’re here now” Tianna eyeballed me “oh dad won’t like us staying over, he said that if you come here you visit you don’t stay over with your boyfriend, he refuses any partner in houses, like ok but I have dropped my cases off at the hotel but sure. You have a date? Potential now” I chuckled “my potential is currently asleep and acting like I won’t come for him” Ti pulled a face “Oakley?” she said “yeah, well he doesn’t go out and we won’t. It’s been weeks and I kept saying I want to watch that new Rom Com and they have these cinema pods just private, he doesn’t do anything so I was like you can just be there with me” Ti laughed “knowing him he is going to be laid out thinking she isn’t coming but you are” nodding my head “Exactly that, idiot” I huffed out “how is he?” she asked “oh I saw that video of you and him, you shouting fuck off so many times, it was funny but also it wasn’t nice for him either, and then people kept saying it’s a Cancer hospital why is he there and the judgemental things and then dad commented, Oakley not ready to say?” shaking my head “he is not ready to even accept it himself still, he struggles a lot. But he is well, I see him more now. I put lotion on his body, I do it and he doesn’t mind it, Aziel sees him more when I go to the place” Ti cringed “is it scary to see?” she mumbled “oh it’s draining, he has a catch up with his doctor and that will determine if he needs more chemo or maybe IV line, I hope it’s IV because he is worse with chemo but then we find out if it’s spread so I am scared for him, but seeing him, putting lotion on him and feeling just no muscle, it’s not nice but I love him” I shrugged “he deserves some happiness, I pray it’s going so he can start having peace” smiling at her lightly.

Turning to Ti “are you ok to have him though?” I asked her “I am back tomorrow, maybe lunchtime” she gasped “You’re staying over there?” nodding my head “yeah, nothing like sinister just you know. I am trying that is all” she nodded her head “I will get Taylan to go back to the hotel, but I will stay over because dad will catch wind of it and won’t like it” she rolled her eyes “why is Taylan here? He has games” Ti rolled her eyes “he is currently on leave because he erm” she shuffled to me “they went on a team night out, which is fine, but he can’t really drink. He claims that he was spiked but the boys said no they didn’t, and he got a little heated and things happen, so him and the player are both on leave until they do the investigation you know” letting out an oh “mhmmm he isn’t good with drinking, kind of same with me and weed, I turn into a different person too. So that is why he isn’t playing and following you, makes sense” Ti chuckled “are you going to do the Savage Fenty runway with mom and us girls? The New York one” looking at Ti “mom hasn’t said” she gasped “oh please act shocked, maybe she just told so, she wants us daughters to be with her and do the event, I think mother is stopping shows and starting to do these instead, but she wants us to kick start it. I think she wants us to still be involved in Fenty” letting out an oh “I wasn’t aware sorry, but did you say yeah?” she nodded her head “I mean sure, I will do it. I mean anything to get my name out there, but I will have to tell Fendi, I am literally a Fendi girl. I have to tell them anything, they said I am the face of it” Ti cooed out “no, that magazine they did, the cover and the pages of you as a child and now, and the same clothing. I have a copy, it was that perfect, I loved it” I cooed out “I got emotional seeing that, I was like look at me then and now, ugh. Who would have thought I would be at this stage now” rolling my eyes “what is wrong with you now? You have a mansion, a son, a contract? Nothing bad” she is right “how is the housing thing going?” she eyeballed me “drowning” she laughed “he is helping me currently but it’s hard fucking work” I cringed, I can imagine it is hard work all that.

Waiting out the door for Wadz to answer, when I left Ti said me and dick appointments but I am not mentioning anything like his sex drive is non-existent right now, that is private and I just laughed it off really “I mean who else is going to come” Wadz opened the door for me to come in “you look banging” he said, looking behind me “well the clothing line is comfy, thank you for the hoodie” I said to him “you better take pictures and tag us in it” I chuckled “I will do” opening the door to his room “nothing done?” he is sat on the edge of the bed “for what?” he looked at me “please don’t play dumb” he pointed at the duffle bag “you did that?” I said to him “no Wadz, I just woke up” I can tell he has “well go and pee, I will set out clothing and we can go” he nodded his head, he isn’t saying no “we argued so that is why he wants to run” Wadz said behind me “oh dear, not that again” Oakley smiled “I like the hoodie” he pointed “I look banging?” he grinned “well thank you to Wadz for giving it me, it’s comfy. You can wear yours, come” waving him to get up “put it away” rolling my eyes, him in his boxers “yeah, my bad” stepping to the side “so you staying there all night?” nodding my head “yeah, be back about lunch time. It’s more for me and he is my entertainment to listen to me rant” Wadz looks happy “get him out, but good. Have fun with him” I smirked “oh I will” Oakley just grumbled something before walking into the bathroom.

Peaking into the room and I just groaned out as I held the door open for him, he is taking his sweet time “is there something you don’t like in there?” the lady asked me as she is here “me and him aren’t together and the roses” she let out an oh “we are friends currently” she just smiled “sorry, it’s a couple room so we assumed, well it was put in the detailing really” I just laughed “it’s fine, honestly. Thank you” she smiled “I will leave you to it” of course she is saying that “take your time” I said to Oakley, he walked inside “is this a honeymoon” the driver placed the duffle bags down for me “thank you so much” I said to him, picking up both bags as I went inside “this is cute though, I can’t lie. It is cosey, this is serious. I think I am going to have a fat sleep you know” least he is impressed “did you bring your medication?” I asked, I didn’t even check “it’s all in there, and the lotion” I sniggered “ok good, well you ain’t complaining too much like I assumed” I thought he was going to say a lot more “it’s cool, I like the space” I breathed out in relief “check like nobody can come in” he said “oh yeah” placing the latch on the door “I can take my thing off now” nodding my head as he started to take his balaclava off, least he is comfortable to do this. I assumed he may have hated that he would have hated to show himself, but he isn’t, I think he is over it now “I like it you know, this is sweet, and I am glad I came with you” I don’t care what he says.

I think Oakley is loving the space, mind you he is in a single bed in Wadz place, so this is exciting to him “you look so happy” he grinned “I am, it’s peak you know. Just some space, and I like this blanket, it’s warm” pushing back his hat a little “how you feeling anyways tired? Look at all this fruit they got here” I pointed out, I pushed for it. I said that I wanted it to be fruit and not sweet because I want him to have it “you can have it” I frowned “no, I want you to have some, come on. Who doesn’t like strawberry, look how nice it is. Try some for me” he shook his head “stop being hard” he chuckled “I wish I could” he joked “you really can’t?” I don’t believe him “I can’t, I just don’t feel it” I don’t know why my eyes diverted to his dick “so like what happens if I wanted a baby from you?” I questioned “you would need to open my ball sack and physically get it” I snorted laughing “shut up, you’re so dumb!” I still want him to have some strawberry “a little bit for me please” he sighed out, holding it to his lips, he leaned forward and took a little bite “mhmm” he looked at me “not hard is it hard ass” I chuckled “sometimes it is for me. You going to watch your movie, what it is about?” he is interested “it’s about when an American girl finds love in London, and that boy is just a thug and messes up and it’s so sad because they both love each other” his smile grew “you’re so jarring, I can’t even” he side eyed me “how!?” I spat “you just are, put it on. I want to see it” placing the strawberry in my mouth “is it really though?” he asked “nah, that is about us” I sniggered “I knew it” he laughed “you made a story out of your ass, annoying” looking over at him laughing, the fact he believed me makes it even better.

I am between watching the movie and doing Oakley’ nails, he fell asleep like always, I didn’t expect much but I am glad he came so who am I to even complain, looking over at my phone vibrating on the side, I put it on vibrate just in case someone called and Ti is calling, placing his hand over my leg “hello” I answered, pausing my movie “I am not interrupting anything am I?” she asked “oh no, I am just watching the movie and just doing his nails” she went silent “excuse me?” she spat “just making them pretty, he usually does his nails but like nobody does it really, if I tell you this next thing you may judge me so I won’t” I said “he is there just letting you?” she questioned “tell me!” she spat “he is asleep, he fell asleep and no” I refuse to tell her “but tell me what did you want?” I am not going to tell her I did his feet too because she will fall out screaming because it’s me, I don’t do much for anyone “bitch erm, Aziel isn’t sleeping. He just keeps getting out of bed and coming to me” letting out an oh “then something is upsetting him, just let him sleep in bed with you. It’s fine, you don’t need to be strict with him” I chuckled “that’s fine, Aziel mommy said you can sleep in bed with me come here” I snorted laughing “are you being harsh with him!?” I spat “no, you said make sure his own bed because he gets used to it” she is right I did say that “so tell me, you both had sex” she is so nosey “nope, and shut up. Give Aziel a kiss from me, I got to go” putting the phone down because she is a troll and is going to annoy me.

Oakley hasn’t even realised I did that but the look on his face he is thinking, I mean he eating his oats, slowly but he is eating it “you want to try my fries?” he looked at me “my nails look shiny, what did you do?” I sniggered “I may have given you a little clean up, I did your feet too” his mouth hung open “really?” he said in shock “really” he spat “yeah, you was asleep anyways. I just did it while watching the movie” he is stunned “wow, thank you” reaching over with a fry in hand “have some, it’s potato, nothing bad” he shook his head “ok but what about fruit? You’re having oats, so you can have fruit with that” he has to eat “why did you do that for me?” he mumbled “because I care about you Oakley, nothing bad. I wanted to do it, it’s nothing” he nodded his head “thank you” I smiled “don’t be, you tell me what you want to watch I can put it on they have everything on here” he can chose something “erm like maybe something to do with gangster stuff, Scarface or something” smiling at him “sure, anything boring for you, it will be my turn to fall asleep” he sniggered “seriously though, thank you, you didn’t need to do that” I cooed out “don’t thank me, it’s fine. I enjoyed it, I mean not the feet part but yeah” I said smiling.

Oakley placed his arm over his face laughing “look at you so happy about this big bed, snuggled up in the covers” he can’t stop smiling, he moved his arm and putting a finger up at me as I stopped recording “I won’t post that, it’s just for me. Don’t worry” he is smiling, and I like that “it’s fine, but yeah I like this bed” climbing onto the bed and sitting a top of the covers facing him “how’s your dating scene going anyways, you going to these places you got to have met someone?” here he goes “erm dating scene is dry, I can’t lie. What about you?” he grinned “it’s dry, dry as my skin currently” rolling my eyes “are you wanting to date again?” he shrugged “maybe not” placing my phone down “I just regret what I did to you, without playing around on the subject. I did say I would bring it back up but like, it’s the thing I wish I could rewind back. I fucked up so bad, to hurt the guy that loves me. It does haunt me, and it’s lonely” he just doesn’t understand how much I do miss him “I am not even being funny but you are young and the dating scene, there is plenty of others” I huffed out “you want me to try and get this better, there is no better so shut up” he is going to annoy me “there is, I don’t know why you even took a liking to me, it baffles me to this day” tilting my head to the side “then why was you so kind to me, that baffles me too” I did it back to him “you bought me that Cartier bracelet that I wear to this day, you didn’t need to do that but you did so?” he rolled his eyes “you don’t like it do you, you had Kenza around and yet you still came to me” he started closing his eyes and I just swatted him “wow! You once again abusing a man that is unwell” he said “you close those eyes again and you will see” now he wants to close his eyes “I know I fucked up, and I just want you. I want to be with you” Oakley huffed out “we can be friends but like with everything, I just don’t want too” he said, “but you don’t forgive me?” he just stared at me “you let your mom drag me through shit and then you backtracked, it was fucked up” putting my head down “but if I don’t wake up one day, or I die and I never said it to you verbally, in my heart it says otherwise” looking up at him teary eyed “don’t say that” I mumbled.

Oakley and I woke up at the same time, it was kind of funny “who did this” lifting my hand up with his in mine “you” he blames me for everything “you blame me for everything” I can feel that this was all night because it’s sweaty “you want to use the bathroom before I go in and take so long” he nodded his head as we both let our hands go “that was you though” so he says “I’ll take the blame, it’s fine” I shrugged “you want to blame me so I’ll take it” he got out of bed and I just instantly looked to his dick and he doesn’t have a boner so maybe he is right with what he said, I am not judging him but I’m just being nosey “you look happy” he is smiling a lot “I had the best sleep I can’t lie” poking my lips out “you’re adorable” he went to the bathroom, I sighed out. I know I didn’t do that hand thing, he must have because I fell asleep before he did I think, he was still watching TV. Getting out of bed and stretching my body out, I think I slept well too so we both did really. Looking behind me as he came out of the bathroom “are you ok? We are having breakfast” he laughed “talking about we” he sat down on the edge of the bed “because we are, you’re eating too” making my way over to him, placing my hand on his shoulder “you want to have a bath?” He shook his head “just in pain, I’m good. I’ll be ok, I’m gonna just go back to sleep for a little, you don’t mind right?” Shaking my head “go for it, I’m just going to get ready and I take my time so just sleep it off, go on. Get into bed” he nodded his head as he got back into bed and I placed the covers over him “too much fun” he laughed “I’m just always tired, I hate it. I hate my life” I shushed him “your body is going through a lot Oakley, be kind to your body” I don’t expect him to be better or even ok that quick, my heart hurts for him “I’m sorry” he apologised “for what?” I am confused why he said sorry to me “I’ve not been fun company just off and on with my emotions and how I am” I cooed out “do not apologise, I wanted you here as company and you fulfilled that, dumbass” he chuckled, he is so silly to even apologise.

I decided to have Oats, I don’t know why but I did because I want him to eat, I want him to have breakfast with me properly so I decided to have oats, with fruit, it’s too healthy because I wanted something fattening but that didn’t happen so here we are “you like it?” Nodding my head “I mean is delicious” I gulped, he laughed “you don’t like it, I like it” so he says “then eat it, look at this, I mean orange and some oats mhmm delicious” he pulled a face “is it though” nodding my head “hear me out right, out the fruit in the oats and have it, blueberries, try it” picking the blueberries and putting it in his oats “why you doing this?” He questioned and I shrugged “because I want you to eat” he stared at me “I don’t want you to think I pity you, I love you Oakley, I do. I care about you, I want you better because Aziel deserves to see you and you deserve to take him out and have fun, I want you to try” Oakley sighed out “also I think I’ll be going to America soon, so I won’t be around. Just for work, maybe my mother. You know what she is like but I’ll be gone there, for a week or two don’t miss me too much” I added “you can find your better” I scoffed “fuck you” I just had to say it “rude” he said “you know what I am trying and all I get is shit” he shrugged “you know when you love someone and you know that the person can do better anyways, and we get judged and the the person says it from their own lips that they can, it hurts” putting my head down “and now I look like this, I can’t even look at myself. I took pride in my hair, I haven’t seen a mirror still and I look away from it, I don’t know what you see but I know it’s not anything nice, you think I’m going to be positive, those words stick with me, I’m sorry” I swallowed hard “but we friends, and I appreciate that, so thank you” I sniffled “don’t cry” I shook my head “I have to live it down knowing that was the words that will stick with you before you had this therapy, it fucks me up ok” I sobbed out getting up, it fucks me up badly and I don’t think I can ever fix it.

[taintedcigs]

OMGGGG THE NOTIFICATION JUST MADE ME JUMP FROM EXCITEMENT LETS DIVE INNN

He didn’t sleep last night. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the tears in your eyes, the ones that he had caused. He felt so guilty, he still feels guilty. He was scared, jealous and worried. The fear of losing you pushed him to behave so horribly towards you. The fear of losing you to him. Eddie had always wondered what would happen if you let Steve back into your life, it scared him because he knew, he knows that he holds nothing to Steve.  WHAT THE HELL IM ALREADY GETTING SO ANGSTY AND SAD. DAMN U ANDY!!!!

“I don’t know what would’ve happened if she didn’t have you – after her and Steve broke up, you know?”  Eddie’s eyes soften. He nods his head slowly. “You make her happy.”  STOP THAT IS SOSO CUTEOMFG.

“Ma’am! We are not – it’s not like that!” CRYINGGGG... him calling r's mom ma'am is so cute to me idk WHY LMAOO

“You just loved using me as your doll,” he jokes. fuck me- oh wait that was a joke

You scrunch your face up, turning around to look at him. There are still a few braids in his hair, traces of the black eyeliner that you draw on his eyelids, he got a little too dramatic when soap got into his eyes after he tried to wash it off again. LMAOOOO. i would so love staying over with eddie and just applying make up and braiding his hair!! he'd be such a cutie <333

Rufus crosses his arms over his chest, chuckling, “I do.” He looks at you, “do you wanna go on break now?” Okay now why do i think of rufus from gossip girl now as him LMAOOO.

“I’m so excited to see Steve and Robin in their uniforms.” LITERALLY MEEEE IVE BEEN BEGGING FOR THIS SCENE SINCE FOREVER LMAOOO

Steve sighs, hazel eyes filled with embarrassment as he walks around the counter. He rolls his eyes and runs his fingers through his hair again before he gestures to his whole outfit – the short shorts.  YESUYGEFJSDKJS. steve don't be embarrassed babygirl ik you look good in those short shorts!!!!!

Eddie snorts, “damn Harrington, turn around, show us the booty shorts from the back.” I EMMY AM BACK AS THE STEDDIE CAPTAIN. THERES STILL SOME TIME TO TURN THIS SHIP AROUND YOU GUYS JUST STAY WITH ME

“I don’t know, the shorts are kinda doing it for me.”

All three of them turn to look at you with surprised looks on their faces. Eddie’s brows are raised. Robin tilts her head at you and Steve looks flustered.  SHE IS SO REAL!!! IM TELLING U READER IS SO RELATABLE I SO AGREE W HER need to fuck steve in those shorts while he gets all blushy

Steve’s eyes light up, this will be the highlight of every day here. Maybe, this job won’t suck after all. My sad hours are upon me right now. Hes so idiot lovesick im crying.

You stand frozen in place, staring at him wide eyed with a blush on your cheeks. You watch how he licks the ice cream off his thumb, humming at the taste of it.  IM CRYINFKGJH IN FRONT OF STEVE TOO OMG GET THESE TWO A BEDROOM OR STEVE IS GOING TO CRY. (im enjoying all aspects of this. jealous steve? hot angst love it. reader and eddie being so hot? again so hot sexy i love it. doing it in fornt of steve? DRAMA. looove it!

“You should feed him more often,” you giggle.  Steve crosses his arms over his chest, “he would fall in love with me, better not.” You roll your eyes at him, “you wish.” “Don’t get jealous now, I wonder what would happen if I fed him a chocolate covered banana.” “Steve!”  HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO NOT BE THE CAPTAIN OF THE STEDDIE SHIP OHMYGOOODDD.

“Yeah, you love me though.” STEVE U IDIOTTTTTTT OMG

Steve knows that he might never get you back, not the way he has you, at least. But as long as you wear the locket around your neck, as long as you still smile at him, as long as you still appear in his life.  THINGS ARE GETTING TEEENNNNSEEE. im excited to see everything and SCARED. but im loving every second of this. also this reminds me of "i want to wear his initials like a chain round my neck not bc he owns me but cause he really knows me:'))'

OR... reminds me of wear you like a necklace... (*wink wink*)

ONCE AGAIN. MASTERPIECE OF A CHAPTER. I GOT EVERYTHING I NEEDEDDD!! you're teasing us good andy i'll give u that!! but some fluff was exactly what i needed ilyyy thank you <333

I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss | part 21

Warnings: none really, the tiniest amount of angst, mentions of insecurities and jealousy, allusions to an ED. Proofread but poorly, if you saw any mistakes... no you didn't

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!reader , Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: You and Eddie pay Steve and Robin a visit at Scoops Ahoy.

Word count: 5.3k+

A/N: @hellfire--cult I added the ice cream scene we talked about, I hope you like it hehe

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Eddie is looking out the window, sipping on the coffee he just made. The rain paddles down the windows, thunder rumbling softly in the distance. The light summer storms had always been his favorite, for some reason it always gave him an odd sense of comfort.

He didn’t sleep last night. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the tears in your eyes, the ones that he had caused. He felt so guilty, he still feels guilty. He was scared, jealous and worried. The fear of losing you pushed him to behave so horribly towards you. The fear of losing you to him. Eddie had always wondered what would happen if you let Steve back into your life, it scared him because he knew, he knows that he holds nothing to Steve. 

He thought that it was already happening, that he was already losing you and it hurt. He got defensive and he hurt you without realizing it. 

The sound of footsteps pulls him out of his thoughts, he looks back, blood rushes to his cheeks and his eyes widen. He halts every movement, hand frozen mid air as he was just about to take another sip of the steaming hot coffee. 

He was just about to greet you with one of his cheeky smiles but, it’s not you who just walked down the stairs. It’s your mom – who he thought was already at work. 

Just like him, she halts in her tracks and looks at the metalhead in surprise. She is already in her scrubs, a bag thrown over her shoulder and a tired look on her face. 

If Eddie wasn’t in just his boxers and a shirt, he would’ve been less embarrassed. 

She chuckles when she notices how embarrassed he looks, she walks into the kitchen, shaking her head in amusement. 

“Good morning, Eddie.”

“M-Morning,” Eddie stammers, scratching the back of his neck, he places the mug on the kitchen counter. 

He feels awkward. It’s not the first time that he slept over but he usually never ran into your mom in the mornings.

“You’re up early,” she says, seemingly not surprised about your little slumber party. She reaches for her favorite mug in the cupboard, she turns around, glancing at Eddie, “couldn’t sleep?” 

He shakes his head at her, watching as she prepares her coffee. 

“The storm woke me up.”

She nods and furrows her brows as she takes a sip. 

“Are you kids doing anything fun today?” 

Eddie’s lips twitch. He is convinced that your mom will always call you ‘kids’. 

“Nah, I don’t think so,” he shrugs, “we might get some food at Benny’s later.”

“That’s nice, enjoy your last free day before tomorrow,” she says in amusement. Both you and Eddie are starting your full time jobs tomorrow. 

Eddie groans, closing his eyes for a moment. 

“From teenage hell to adult hell,” Eddie mumbles.

She laughs, shaking her head at him.

“Oh Eddie, it won’t be that bad, you’ve worked with cars before and you loved it every time, didn’t you?” 

“I mean, yeah.”

“See, it’s going to be fine. – Well, I’m going to my ‘adult hell’ now,” she jokes as she makes her way out of the kitchen but then halts in her tracks. Eddie straightens up when she turns around, now with a more serious look on her face. 

“Thank you, Eddie.”

He tilts his head, not quite understanding what she is thanking him for. 

She notices the confusion in his eyes. 

“I don’t know what would’ve happened if she didn’t have you – after her and Steve broke up, you know?” 

Eddie’s eyes soften. He nods his head slowly.

“You make her happy.” 

He looks down at his cup. He is happy to hear that, though the guilt from treating you so badly yesterday, still lingers deep inside. 

“O-Oh and Eddie, I really don’t want to have to tell you this but, please use protection, my daughter is too young to have a baby.” 

Eddie almost chokes on the sip of coffee he just swallowed. His eyes widen, his jaw drops and he stares at the awkward look on your mom’s face. 

“Ma’am! We are not – it’s not like that!” 

She raises her brows. Now, she is tilting her head at him. 

“It’s not.. Wait –” her eyes widen when she takes in the sight of his flustered face, “are you two not.. dating?” 

“Excuse me?” Eddie laughs, nervously. 

She is quiet, for the longest two minutes, she is quiet and stares at Eddie in genuine confusion. She seems to think over every moment she has seen you with Eddie. 

He would have laughed if he wasn’t so flustered. 

She shakes her head and mumbles some incoherent words under her breath. She clutches her purse tighter against her body. By the look on her face, Eddie already knows that you will be having an awkward conversation later with your mom. 

“Nevermind,” she laughs, waving at him, “I gotta go. Have a nice day.” 

She rushes out before he can even form a sentence. 

“You too,” Eddie mumbles. 

A sigh falls from his lips when he hears the front door shutting. His brows knit together and he just now notices that his heart is racing in his chest. All this time, your mom thought that you were dating. 

Should he be surprised? 

Most people think that about you two. Benny. The old couple that sat in the booth behind you the other day. Your boss at the record store, Dustin and Uncle Wayne. And now, your mom too. 

Why? 

Is it because a friendship between a male and a female is so unusual? 

Is it because you two are close? Closer than friends should be? 

Is it because of the way he looks at you?

“Good morning.”

Your voice pulls Eddie out of his thoughts, he looks up to find you standing in the doorway. A tired look on your face, lips puffy and hair falling down your shoulders messily, a big shirt hanging loosely on your frame. Fuck. You look cute. 

“Morning, sweetheart.”

You give him a small smile and make your way over to the coffee pot when you smell the freshly brewed coffee. 

“You made coffee? You’re the best, Ed’s,” you say with a tired and groggy voice. 

His heart skips a beat. It’s not the first time that he gets to see you like this. You have spent many mornings together, yet, something feels different. 

“I’m so glad you stayed over, last night. Slumber parties with you are always fun.”

“You just loved using me as your doll,” he jokes. 

You scrunch your face up, turning around to look at him. There are still a few braids in his hair, traces of the black eyeliner that you draw on his eyelids, he got a little too dramatic when soap got into his eyes after he tried to wash it off again. 

A giggle falls from your lips, “not like you didn’t like it,” you say into your cup as you take a sip. 

Eddie saw it, the cheeky smirk that crossed your face, only for a second, but he saw it. 

He would be lying if he said that he didn’t like it. 

Last night, he was scared that things would be awkward after the way he treated you all day. You had every right to be mad at him, to give him the cold shoulder but you didn’t. Instead, you hugged him, even kissed his cheek and apologized in case you did something that upset him, after all. He didn’t want that. He didn’t want you to apologize. You had no reason to apologize but somehow you completely dismissed it when he told you that. You ‘easily’ moved on from the cold shoulder he gave you all day, you took his hand and led him downstairs and pretended that everything was fine. 

You were desperate to keep the peace. 

That’s how it worked in your relationship with Steve. You wanted peace during war. The moment he laid down the invisible weapons he hurt you with, you were quick to jump into his arms, submitting to him without considering the other option – walk away and never look back, something that you should have done to protect yourself and your fragile heart. 

Eddie doesn’t want you to do the same you did with Steve. He doesn’t want you to submit just to keep the peace. You are allowed to be upset and to show him that. You have a voice, just like he does and he wants you to know that. 

That is something you still have to learn.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asks, unable to hide the grin on his face. 

You shrug, biting your bottom lip, “nothing.”

You look at him from beneath your lashes, acting innocent, like you didn’t straddle his waist to draw the lines on his eyelids, last night.

“Are you planning to go home anytime soon?” 

“Are you trying to kick me out?” He chuckles. 

“Yes,” you joke as you make your way over to him, “of course not. I was thinking that we could just watch movies all day, maybe get some food later?”

You stop in front of him and he can’t help but stare at you. The way you clutch the mug to your chest, the way you stand there in the big shirt that definitely belongs to him – you must’ve stolen it after a sleepover at his place. You look at him with the cutest smile he had ever seen. Shit. 

He reaches for your hand, pulling you closer, instinctively. 

“I’d love to spend my last day of freedom with you,” he says dramatically. 

You roll your eyes, laughing. 

“Always so dramatic, Eddie. But, I’d love to spend my last day of freedom with you too.” 

“Perfect,” he smiles at you, “let’s start with breakfast.”

“Pancakes?” 

“Pancakes.” 

-

The new record store at the mall is smaller than the old one in town, it’s much more crowded and there is less space – much less space but for some reason, it appears cozier this way. The lights are dim, making the store much darker than all the other ones in the mall, string lights hang from the ceiling and posters of bands and singers decorate the gray walls. 

You’ve been stacking up records for the past few hours, desperately counting down the hours till lunch break. It’s not that you aren’t used to working but a full time job is definitely different from part time, after school a few days a week.

You are grateful for your boss though, a middle aged man – a retired ‘rockstar’ who had taken a great liking to Eddie, you’re not surprised. He is nice, very laid back and he allows you to choose the music that always plays in the background. You can wear whatever you want and don’t have to worry about any work uniforms. 

The bell above the door rings, you don’t turn around to see who it is, assuming that it’s another customer. 

“Excuse me, miss, you don’t happen to have the new Metallica album do you?” 

A smile tugs at your lips, you place the last record into the shelf before you turn around. 

“Miss, really?” You giggle. 

Eddie stands in front of you with a teasing grin. Hands behind his back, hair pulled into a low bun, a few strands falling out of the hair tie. He is wearing a red and black flannel, the sleeves bunched up at his elbows. Your eyes stop at his tattoos as always. You swallow. 

“Where’s your sexy work uniform?” You tease. 

Eddie chuckles, leaning against the counter, he eyes you, “I don’t have one yet – besides, they let me sit at the front desk, can you believe that?” 

“Wait what? You’re the hot secretary now?” You tease, walking towards him, “the wives better hide their husbands.” 

A laugh falls from his lips and he scrunches his face up in disgust, “you mean the grumpy mechanics who don’t let me do shit?” 

You frown. 

“Lee – I mean, Wayne’s friend, the dude who hired me wasn’t in today and the other’s apparently know my dad so, they weren’t exactly happy to see me there. They don’t trust me.”

Eddie doesn’t look sad about it, more so annoyed. 

You roll your eyes and scoff, “those stinky old assholes.”

He laughs, eyes lighting up in amusement. 

“Do you want me to kick their asses? Cause you know, I will.”

He takes your hand, pulling you towards him, “oh you will, huh? Gonna get into trouble for little old me?” He smirks. 

You nod, looking up at him through your lashes, “I will, yeah.”

“Lee will be back tomorrow, he’ll let me work.”

You nod. 

“Well, if they know your dad then they also gotta know that he was good with cars at least, right?” You ask, shrugging.

He nods, rolling his eyes, “yeah but, I don’t think they remember him for that. They just remember him for the shit he stole while he still worked there, oh and the money he took from the cash register.”

“The cash register at the front desk?”

“Yeah.”

“So… they do trust you, Eddie. Otherwise they wouldn’t trust you around the cash register if they thought that you’re anything like your dad – which, you could never be, by the way.” 

Eddie’s lips lift into a smile.

“You’re Wayne’s boy, they know that. Hell, even Steve’s dad called you Wayne’s boy.”

His eyes widen, “wait, he did?” 

“Yeah! When I was over for dinner at Steve’s place, you know, back in december?”

He nods.

“I told them about you and when I told them your name, his dad called you Wayne’s boy – he knew your dad too, by the way. He still called you Wayne’s boy.”

Eddie always thought that the Munson name was a curse. Most people know him as his father’s son – something he can’t stand. He doesn’t want to be like him, ever. People always hated him for things that he never did. Not only did they accuse him of things that his father did, they also made up stories about him, the rumors he heard about himself, made him physically sick sometimes.

If he wasn’t a satanist or a criminal, he was that ‘good for nothing Munson kid’. 

He had always worried about what people thought of him, as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he always worried. Especially when it came to you but, you never made him feel like that, like he’s ‘good for nothing’. You made him feel like he is someone. Someone who matters, someone who can be more than just that Munson kid. Someone who is special. 

“You’re the best Munson – don’t tell Wayne I said that.” 

He chuckles at your words but looks down at you with softened eyes. Your opinion matters the most to him. 

“You are so hardworking, Eddie, always helping your uncle and doing everything you can to make the people around you happy. Taking me out and buying me stuff even though you don’t have to! Not that I don’t love the things you get me,” you gesture to the rings on your fingers, making him smile. “I guess, what I’m trying to say is, you’re amazing and you are good. You’re nothing like your dad.”

You always get to him like no one else can. Even with just a few simple words, you touch his soul in a way no one else ever did – no one else ever will. Not only do you give him comfort and reassurance without needing to, after all, you’re just friends, you don’t owe him reassurance but you do it naturally. 

“Shit, sweetheart, are you trying to make me cry on my lunch break?” He jokes. 

“Of course not.”

You smile up at him with big eyes, that alone, gives him that nervous tingle, again. 

You know that he still feels bad for how he treated you last Saturday. You don’t want him to. He apologized, he made you breakfast, took you to Family Video, bought you ice cream and apologized about ten times. You know that he regrets it. You know that it won’t happen again, that he won’t do it again. 

“No making out while you’re on the clock, young lady.”

You pull away from Eddie to look at your boss. He is holding a clipboard in his hands, his glasses low on the bridge of his nose, he looks at you with a straight face, though you can see the amusement in his eyes when he notices the panicked look on your face. 

“We’re not–”

“How’s it going, rockstar?” He asks, flashing Eddie a smile as he walks behind the counter, placing the clipboard down, he takes his glasses off. 

“Good, I’m just here to check out the new store,” Eddie says, lying. “Been meaning to buy the new Metallica album.”

“You ain’t fooling anyone, boy. You already bought it when we were still downtown.” 

Eddie chuckles, scratching the back of his neck, “ah shit, you got a good memory don’t you?”

Rufus crosses his arms over his chest, chuckling, “I do.” He looks at you, “do you wanna go on break now?”

“I’m not done with the records–”

“It’s fine, you finish that later, you’ve been stacking them up all morning, go eat something, kid.” 

“I won’t say no to do that,” you chuckle. 

You get your purse from the backroom and take off your name tag before you leave the store with Eddie. Even though it’s only 2pm, the mall is already crowded. 

“I’m so excited to see Steve and Robin in their uniforms.”

“Are you really ready to see them? I bet Steve is wearing booty shorts.” 

You giggle and step closer to Eddie when a group of boys walks past you. Eddie places his hand on your back when you press your side against his. 

“Do you wanna get some pizza first?”

“Uh no, I’ve been thinking about ice cream all day!” 

He looks down at you skeptically, “did you eat breakfast, at least?”

You give him an innocent smile, “yes?”

“Sweetheart,” he mumbles, his smile slipping. “You didn’t have any breakfast?”

“I had coffee.”

“That’s not breakfast!” 

“I wasn’t hungry – oh look, Scoops Ahoy!” 

He gives you a disapproving look and takes your hands in his before you can walk into the store, he turns you towards him. 

“We can go eat something first if you’re hungry,” you say. 

He smiles at you, shaking his head, “no, I’m not hungry, right now.”

“We can get takeout later?” You offer with a smile on your face, “you can pick where to go.”

“Nah, you can pick, sweetheart.”

You look into his brown eyes, you feel the warmth of his hand, he is looking at you, he is looking at you in a way that makes you feel seen. He had always looked at you that way, right from the start. You were unaware of the feeling that was going on inside of you, you were too focused on the pain. But now, now you feel. 

You squeeze his hand, his lips twitch, something else takes over his face, something that makes your heart race. 

Here you are, standing in the middle of the bustling mall, ignoring everything that is happening around you. 

You’re holding his hand, standing close, you’re looking at each other, you are looking into his eyes as he traces every inch of your face with his eyes. 

“Out of the way, lovebirds.”

You both furrow your brows and tear your eyes away from each other, looking down to find Erica Sinclair glaring at you with an ice cream cone in her hand, her friends standing behind her, with similar looks on their faces. 

“You are blocking the way!” She says, pointing her finger at you. 

“Hello to you too, baby Sinclair,” Eddie says, knowing that it will piss her off. 

She narrows her eyes at him, looking him up and down with a glare before she looks at you. 

“I’m sorry, Lady Applejack, didn’t mean to block your passage,” you chuckle. 

You and Eddie step out of the way, looking at each other in amusement when she glares at you both before walking away with her friends. 

“Such a mean girl.”

“Mean in a cool way,” Eddie says, chuckling. 

“Definitely,” you snort. 

You let go of his hand when you walk into the shop, you look around, a few tables are occupied but the shop is mostly empty. When you look over at the counter, you see him, Steve, who ‘subtly’ took his hat off and threw it on the ground the moment you walked in. 

You only see half of his outfit as he is still behind the counter, yet, you can’t help but giggle, not because of the shirt but because of the pink cheeks, he is embarrassed. 

Robin comes out of the backroom just as you walk up to the counter with Eddie by your side. 

She halts in her tracks.

Eddie stares at her and Steve with raised brows, taking in the sight of their uniforms. 

“Damn Buckley,” Eddie chuckles, looking her outfit up and down in amusement, “you ready to set sail?”

You giggle at the annoyed look on her face. 

“Has Ch– your crush seen you like this yet?” He teases her. 

“Who’s your crush?” Steve asks. 

“None of your business, Dingus,” she scoffs with flushed cheeks. 

“Steve, show me your whole outfit,” you giggle.

Steve sighs, hazel eyes filled with embarrassment as he walks around the counter. He rolls his eyes and runs his fingers through his hair again before he gestures to his whole outfit – the short shorts. 

“Ta da!” He mumbles, mockingly. 

Eddie snorts, “damn Harrington, turn around, show us the booty shorts from the back.”

“Dude,” Steve mumbles with a frown on his face, causing Eddie to laugh. 

“I don’t know, the shorts are kinda doing it for me.”

All three of them turn to look at you with surprised looks on their faces. Eddie’s brows are raised. Robin tilts her head at you and Steve looks flustered. 

You turn away from him with a giggle. Taking a step closer to the counter, you take a look at all the different ice cream flavors. You lick your lips, “so.. can I get some ice cream?”

Robin glances at Steve, who nods his head, “s-sure!” 

He walks around her, reaching for the scooper in his pocket, he flashes you a small smile, “so uh, what flavor do you want?” 

“Hmm, I don’t know, surprise me!” 

He smiles at you, loving the way your eyes are lit up as you look at all the flavors. You look happy again. He wondered how you felt after what happened with Eddie, he contemplated on giving you a call just to check on you but he didn’t want to cross any boundaries. 

He glances at Eddie, wondering how he is feeling after the way he behaved towards you. Steve always felt guilty, yet he kept repeating the same mistakes over and over again. He knows that Eddie won’t do the same thing he did, he saw the look in his eyes, the regret and the guilt when he finally realized how much he hurt you. Eddie would never do this to you again but neither would he – if he could turn back time, everything would be different. 

He hands you the ice cream cone. 

“U.S.S Butterscotch for the lady,” he grins. 

“Thanks sailor,” you giggle as you take the cone from his hand. 

“I’ll be right back,” you hear Robin say, stopping her conversation with Eddie, she goes back into the backroom.

“Oh, that’s good!”

Steve chuckles at the excited look in your eyes after trying the ice cream. 

“You like it?” Steve asks, smiling as he watches you eat. 

You nod, “mhmm, I’m gonna be here every lunch break.”

Steve’s eyes light up, this will be the highlight of every day here. Maybe, this job won’t suck after all. 

“Eddie, you need to try some of this!”

You turn to him, smiling happily. 

He chuckles, not at the excited look on your face but at the ice cream on the corner of your mouth. He doesn’t even think before he stretches his hand out to cup your cheek, using his thumb to get the ice cream off your lip. 

It’s something he had done before, hell, it’s something that you have done before. Yet, it feels different. His touch feels different. It makes your heart flutter. 

You stand frozen in place, staring at him wide eyed with a blush on your cheeks. You watch how he licks the ice cream off his thumb, humming at the taste of it. 

When he finally notices how you look at him, he grows flustered as well. His heart skips a beat when he sees how flustered you are but he can’t seem to tear his eyes away from you. He stares at you and you stare at him. 

And Steve looks between the two of you with an annoyed look on his face. He clenches his jaw and rolls his eyes. The bitter taste on his tongue almost becomes too overwhelming. 

He claps his hands together to pull you two out of whatever trance you are both in. He's annoyed and jealous.

You and Eddie flinch at the loud noise, you two blink, cheeks growing hotter. 

He clears his throat and you look down at the ice cream. 

“So, what do you want, Eddie?” Steve asks, giving him a fake smile as he points to all the ice cream flavors. 

Eddie’s heart is racing and he is far from feeling calm. The blush is clearly very visible on his cheeks, otherwise Steve wouldn’t stare at his cheeks that way. 

“Give me a few samples, man,” Eddie smirks. 

“Of course, the fucking samples,” Steve mumbles as he reaches for one of the sampling spoon. “Alright dude, what do you want?” He sighs. 

A smug look appears on Eddie’s face when he sees the annoyance in Steve’s eyes. 

“Let’s start with the boring ones,” he chuckles, “give me the strawberry one, please.”

Eddie tilts his head to the side, giving Steve a smile that makes you laugh. You lean against the counter and watch the two of them. How Steve scoops up some of the strawberry ice cream and hands Eddie the tiny spoon. 

“There you go,” Steve mumbles. 

“Thanks dude.”

You lick your ice cream, watching Eddie try the pink ice cream. 

Steve places both hands on his counter, rolling his eyes at Eddie before he looks at you. Watching you. 

The windows behind him slide open and Robin looks out, smirking at you. 

“You guys wanna know what Steve said to one of our customers earlier?” She asks, “or better yet, how he tried to flirt?”

You raise your brows. 

You aren’t surprised to hear that he is flirting with girls again, but the feeling inside of you is still an unpleasant one. You don’t want him. You really don’t want him anymore but you are not in control of your feelings. You can’t help but feel that sour taste on your tongue.

Steve groans, closing his eyes, he pinches the bridge of his nose. 

“Don’t. I wasn’t flirting!” 

He really wasn’t flirting, yet, he still glances at you, wanting to know how you react to the news of him ‘flirting’. You instantly break eye contact and look down. If he didn’t know any better, he would think that you are jealous. 

“Oh no no, do tell us what he said,” Eddie says, throwing the spoon into the little trash can, “give me the cinnamon one now.”

Steve sighs, “yeah yeah.”

“What did he say, Robin?” 

Steve looks back at Robin, shaking his head at her, mouthing, ‘please don’t.’

She just gives him another smug smile before she clears her throat. 

“Ahoy ladies! Would you like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I’ll be your captain, I’m Steve H–”

“Robin!” Steve groans, turning around to glare at her after handing Eddie another sample.

You and Eddie burst into laughter, both at the deep voice she mocked and at the words that apparently spilled from his lips earlier. He reaches for one of the bananas on the counter, throwing it at her but she slides the windows shut again before it can hit her. 

“King Steve is Captain Steve now,” you giggle. 

He turns around, glaring at you with flushed cheeks. 

“Harrington, saying you will take them into an ocean of flavor is not the way.”

Steve clenches his jaw, glaring at the metalhead who leans down, placing his elbows on the counter. The smug look on his face, the smirk and amusement in his eyes is making him angry. 

“Now, can I try the… banana boat?” 

At his choice, Steve smirks and nods. He reaches for another spoon from the little bowl, scooping some of the ice cream on it, he holds it out to him but before Eddie can reach for the spoon, he puts it up to his mouth. Eddie frowns in confusion, he opens his mouth but before he can say anything, Steve sticks the spoon into his mouth, catching him off guard. 

“Is that enough flavor for you, Munson?” 

Your eyes widen and you raise your hand towards your lips, holding a giggle back at the shocked look on Eddie’s face. 

Eddie pulls back and throws the spoon away. 

“Nope,” he mumbles and turns away, walking out of the shop with a flustered look on his face. You watch him, you know that he won’t actually leave, but clearly he got embarrassed by this. 

Steve’s lips are pulled into a smirk. 

You turn back to him with raised brows. 

“I’m not taking flirting advice from someone that blushes when he gets fed. Jesus christ..”

“You should feed him more often,” you giggle. 

Steve crosses his arms over his chest, “he would fall in love with me, better not.”

You roll your eyes at him, “you wish.”

“Don’t get jealous now, I wonder what would happen if I fed him a chocolate covered banana.”

“Steve!” 

He laughs at the look on your face. 

“You’re a pervert,” you mumble.

“Yeah, you love me though.”

The moment those words leave his lips and he sees the stunned look on your face, he freezes and so do you. His eyes widen, a nervous laugh falls from his lips. 

Neither of you say anything, you just stare at each other, awkwardly. 

“Dingus! You need to bring in the shipment from outside!” Robin yells, opening the windows again. 

He closes his eyes and sighs, turning around with an angry look on his face. 

“Why can’t you do it?!”

“I’m weak!” She lies. 

“They’re not that heavy, they’re fucking sprinkles, Robin.”

She gives him a small smile, holding her hands up before she walks back. 

He sighs, “alright, I got it.”

“Yeah uh, I gotta go,” you mumble, looking down at your ice cream to avoid looking at him. 

“Okay uh – see you tomorrow?” 

You hear the hope in his voice and you see it in his eyes too when you lift your chin to look at him. 

“Y-Yeah.”

“Okay,” he smiles.

“Bye.”

“Bye y/n.”

You give him a small smile. A smile that is enough to make everything in him feel lighter, better, happier. His heart feels alive at every glance you give him, every smile you flash him is enough to heal his heart piece by piece. 

But every time you leave, the sadness creeps back in. 

You leave the store and look around for Eddie, a smile appears on your face when you spot him. You walk away, disappearing from his view. 

His shoulders slump and he blinks as he looks down, sighing. 

Steve knows that he might never get you back, not the way he has you, at least. But as long as you wear the locket around your neck, as long as you still smile at him, as long as you still appear in his life. 

There is still hope, right?

-

tagging friends and mutuals

@hellfire--cult @taintedcigs @mysticmunson @littledemondani @wroteclassicaly @take-everything-you-can @trashmouth-richie @xxhellfirebunnyxx @succubusmunson @somethingvicked @nemesis729 @sherrylyn628 @chrissymjstan @corrodedseraphine @corrodedcorpses

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Demon Slayer

❀ NSFW Alphabet - Douma ❀

No because the way I folded for this guy so quick the minute I turned the page to read the upper moon meeting, was embarrassing.

Warnings : Everything. Definitely not safe for work. (I wrote this when my friend came up behind me and I nearly pissed myself.)

A - Affection

• Douma is persistent and will always show you affection when demanded, even when you don���t.

• He constantly holds you around his worshippers and gives you small bite marks here and there on your body.

• Biting is definitely a sign of affection from him. Mainly on your neck where everyone can see whom you belong to. In a way, it was sorta like a status symbol. Like, “Hey these bite marks are from Lord Douma and no other woman has it. That’s because I’m his wife and I am his and his only. Don’t you dare touch me or I’ll tell my husband. And he’ll fucking eat you alive.”

• You’re quite the brat, so whenever and wherever you want attention, you will always get what you want.

• Douma is also a huge fan of PDA. During meetings (before Muzan arrived) he’ll put you on his lap and kiss up and down your neck.

• He’ll even be a bit cocky and stare right at Akaza, whilst slipping a hand into your kimono to begin fondling your breasts. He knows that Akaza wanted you first, and hearing you moan for him rather than Akaza was absolutely adorable. For Akaza, it was humiliating.

B - Body Part

• Let’s face it. It’s always been your neck. It’s perfect for biting and nibbling when he’s hovering over you, fucking you hard into the sheets while you cry out from him.

• Was it from pain or pleasure? He’s didn’t care, and he didn’t want to know. He loved being able to sometimes break the skin on your neck while you begged him to stop. To stop fucking you or stop biting you? He didn’t know and either way, he wasn’t going to stop.

C - Cum

• Douma is so messy when it comes to cum. He’ll practically cum anywhere and everywhere all over you.

• During the first round he prefers to cum inside of you, and loves watching it drip out of you. After the 2nd and 3rd round, he’s cumming in your mouth. A few more rounds in and he’s cumming anywhere on your body.

•Even when you’ve had enough, he’ll forcefully hold up your legs and continue plowing you into your clit until he’s finally done.

“..You’re done already my dearie?…heh, no I don’t think so… I said spread your legs!… I’m not done filling you up with all of my cum yet.”

D - Dirty Secret

• As much as he’ll NEVER admit, he’s always wanted to have a threesome with you.

• The thought of double penetrating and spit roasting you gave him the chills, but in a good way. Just you being forcefully taken so roughly by him and perhaps another man, was enough to make his blood run hot with lust.

• The only problem is that he’d never let another man touch you. It was just the thought that was entertaining.

• On certain occasions however, he had thought of calling over Akaza to flaunt him fucking you. And there were times where he thought of him joining in, coming in to ravish your body and help him devour you. He wanted to see you struggle under pressure and see who’s cock you wanted more.

E - Experience

• This guy has been alive for centuries. Let’s not pretend this guy doesn’t have any experience.

• Nevertheless, he assures you that you’re the one and likes to fuck you in every position known to man.

“… Seriously, you don’t know how long I’ve waited for someone like you… Ive waited centuries and I’ve never wanted to fuck someone this badly… So from now on I get to fuck you as much as I please.”

F - Favorite Position

• Honestly this depends on his mood.

• Since he goes for multiple rounds, there are multiple positions that he puts you through.

• But if he really had to pick a favorite it would probably be doggystyle. The view that he has is astonishing and he loves that he’s able to push your head down into the sheets and you’ll make those adorable moans as if you were struggling to keep it all together.

G - Goofy

• No. This guy is not goofy at all in bed. He takes it seriously and is sadistic.

• He makes sure to stay unpredictable and really gives it to you in all the best ways.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

• Absolutely. He’s pretty well shaved and groomed. He’s pampered and clean like the cult leader he is.

I = Intimacy

• In the moment he’ll give you everything, even when you two aren’t doing it.

• But during the moment specifically is when he’s able to show you all the things he’s been wanting to do to you all day.

• While the sun starts to set, you make your way back inside to greet him, only to be thrown into the bed with the intense feeling of heat around your neck.

• While biting your neck he’d force your legs apart while he whispered all the dirty things he’d been wanting to do while you were away. “Y/n, Y/n… my darling, get on your knees… and wrap your pretty mouth around my cock. And don’t tease me.”

J - Jack off

• Now that you’re around he never has to.

• But before you, he’d have to do it on his own because touching or being with him was a privilege. He believes that you should be honored.

“Y/n… you should be honored. Plenty of my followers wish for me to fuck them senseless… but you’re lucky I only want you and your sweet, sweet body…”

K - Kink

• He loves bondage. There’s no way that he doesn’t love seeing you helpless in such a moment where you are most vulnerable.

• He’ll mainly tie you up in the most traditional way and begin fucking you from there.

• He also really hopes that one of his followers accidentally walks in since he purposely requests dinner around the time he plans on fucking you.

“Oh-! How embarrassing! I’m sorry, we’ll just finish up here… go ahead an place the food on our table… Look at that Y/n!… this is so embarrassing for you.. my poor followers saw me relentlessly fucking my helpless little slut…”

L - Location (favorite places to do it)

• Mainly you two like to stay in the bedroom.

• However, if you and Douma happen to be in a public space and he feels the sudden urge to fuck you, then he’s getting what he wants.

• He’ll pull you into a more private space, but not impossible to be found by a couple of unsuspecting people. (ex. alleyway) If they catch you guys then Douma will most likely not stop unless they threaten you two.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

• Knowing that you want him and only him is what really gets him going. He likes that you’re always needy for him and absolutely loves that you praise him.

• He may be sadistic and a complete masochist, but you were into it.

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• Any over exaggerating moans. If you’re faking it he’ll know right away and will become extremely discouraged because, well why aren’t you turned on? He could fold any woman or man he wanted and there’s never been a time where someone would lie to him. Especially during sex.

• Also no pet play. Please. He likes you as a human. Let’s keep it that way.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• Growing up, he was practically raised on being praised. He’s used to receiving because that really all he knows.

• However that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know what he’s doing. Of course, being alive forever lets this man become skillful over the years.

• He loves the taste of you and will most likely eat you out before properly banging you.

“Do you like that Y/n…? You came onto my tongue three times already and darling you are the sweetest thing… Perhaps you’re ready to be properly fucked now?… I won’t start till I hear you beg.”

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

• Extremely fast and rough. Just the way he likes it. He loves seeing your whole body shake and the way you cry out for him to slow down.

• Douma makes you beg.

• He’ll always give you exactly what you want, but for a price.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

• He’ll always be able to have time for you, unless it came to Muzan and business. There’s no way to just say no to his boss. He’s sure Muzan would kill you if he missed a meeting.

• But if he knew a meeting were coming up, Douma would be up for a quickie. Telling you to quickly suck his dick, or bend over the table real fast.

“…You’re so fucking tight… Ah, I’ve gotta finish up now here darling… You know I can never be late… I’ll finish what I started when I get back. Until then, no touching yourself.”

R - Risks (are they willing to take any? Try new things, etc.)

• All the time. Douma is infact sorta immoral so he doesn’t mind trying new things.

S - Stamina

• He’s a demon so his stamina and sex drive is at an all time high. You didn’t think just one round would suffice right?

• Uh no, there’s going to be multiple rounds, and multiple rounds leads to countless loads of cum all over you.

• You don’t even remember the most he’s done. You just remember blacking out one night after so many rounds. That was the night he so desperately wanted to knock you up.

T - Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

• Yes! Douma has a lot of things for you. Being into bondage, how could he not have anything else to tease you with?

• He loves sticking things inside of you and watching you squirm.

“…Y/n my dear… you’re a fucking slut.. look at you. Getting all worked up over a toy. Pathetic…”

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

• Douma never plays fair with you.

• On days where he sees Akaza or any one of his followers flirt with you, he doesn’t touch you at all.

• If he does, he teases you and makes sure that he’s the only one to cum and he leaves you hanging.

• He doesn’t even allow you to touch yourself until he’s satisfied with your punishment. Afterwards he fucks you for hours, punishing you with his thick cock.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

• He doesn’t care wether or not people are around. However loud he feels in the moment is how loud he will be.

• Most of the time it’s you moaning and crying out his name.

• But when he feels real good, Douma is practically whimpering, moaning and growling. He’ll scratch up your skin and shove his cock in you further.

“Slut!Slut!Slut! Look at you… having your pussy violated by a fucking demon! Pathetic! That’s right… keep screaming my name!”

W - Wildcard (random headcannon)

• He likes to put you in his clothes and fuck you on his altar.

• The way everything was so baggy on you was so cute to him. It was even cuter that you were dressed like him, including his little hat. It made you look like you ran his cult.

• In that scenario you were his leader and he wanted to fuck you every way you commanded him to.

X - X-ray (What’s going on underneath those clothes?)

• A large dick. That’s all. One large, thick, 8 inch dick that he loves to shove inside of you.

Y - Yearning (how high is the sex drive?)

• Extremely high. Any chance he’ll get he’ll fuck you.

• Douma is fucking you at least 3 days a week. Maybe more.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

• Well, since he’s a demon he doesn’t sleep. During the day he barely moves since the slightest bit of sunlight could kill him.

• However since you’re still human, you pass out rather quickly and he sometimes pretends what it’s like to sleep. So, he’ll grab a blanket and throw it over the both of you before closing his eyes, thinking to himself until you woke up.

Not gonna lie guys, I shook my ass like I was working a 9-5 making this. Ty bbys! <3

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Come Back Down (B.r.B)

Bradley ‘rooster’ Bradshaw x fem!medic!reader (medic! breifly mentioned) 

summary: reader just needs one thing after finding out rooster will be flying the mission. 

warnings: mildly suggestive bits?, angst, crying (not just my tears, theirs too) fluff fluff fluff

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 (comin soon)

You knew something was wrong the second you'd gotten in his truck, just like everyday he would swing by the med bay, greeting your coworkers with crooked smiles and  “Evenin’ ma'am” as he made his way over to you. 

But today was different, his posture wasn't as straight, tight-lipped smile rather than crooked, the fingers laced between yours was more grasping than holding. 

It made your stomach twist, you knew

“Bradley” you said quietly, into the static air of the truck cab 

He kept his eyes glued on the road, hand still trapping yours with a grip nearly as tight as the white knuckles that wrapped around the steering wheel. 

“Roo” you said more firmly, twisting in your seat to face him. 

“Roo, look at me”

He faltered, eyes flicking to meet yours before going back to the road. 

“What happen-”

“I got picked” 

The air got sucked from the cab, Bradley's jaw clenched so hard it's like it had been welded shut. 

Your throat tightened, breath stuttering in your chest 

“Okay…” you breathed out, pulling his hand impossibly closer as a few hot tears stained your cheeks. 

“Honey, im sorry” he croaks, tears straining his throat “im so so sorry” he shuddered, throwing the truck in park in your driveway. 

He released your hand, and for a second of blinding sadness you thought he was marching inside to wallow away alone, but then the passenger door was opening and he was there. 

“C’mere” 

Rooster is gentle but hasty as he reaches to unhook your seatbelt, pulling you to the edge of your seat and gathering you into his arms

“Sweetheart, I'm sorry”  You can feel the shudder of his shoulders when you drape your arms around them. He's slotted between your legs, one strong arm loops around your back while the other cradles your head with such gentle touch that you could be a piece of glass. 

You press into him, face in his shoulder as his undershirt became wet with your tears 

“Ive got you honey” he whispers in your ear, tucking and smoothing down your hair. He pulls back, gently holding your chin and pressing his lips to yours.

 “Lets go inside, yeah?” 

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Now situated in the center of your large bed, roosters too big shirt replacing the clothes that had been long forgotten and hastily strewn across the room. 

You watched as rooster moved anxiously around the room, never would you imagine a grown man, your rooster, stress cleaning.

“Roo” you called gently, his trance broken by your voice, he looked at you and all the thoughts that had been tensely pulling his features, softened.

 “Hold me?”  a fresh set of tears glazed over both of your eyes

He crosses the room in an instant and drops onto the bed, hoisting you over to curl up between his legs “I'm here, you’ve got me” he whispers firmly, sliding a rough hand under the hem of his shirt to run soothingly over your spine. 

You sniffle and drop you head to his shoulder “when do you leave” 

“That's not important honey” 

“Bradley, I can't know anything else, I just want to be awake to say goodbye, please” 

“Before sunrise honey, ships out at 9, and ill wake you up.” he says, squeezing you tighter 

“Promise?” you feel so small, as if a promise could do anything to prevent the potential of what could unfold tomorrow. 

“Always” 

You settle against him, and sit in silence as a nagging question rises in your throat 

“Can you promise to come back to me?” you whisper

“I wish I could baby, I really do” 

Tears begin burning your cheeks again and you nod in acceptance

You push off of him and move to sit criss cross between his legs, reaching forward to cup his face in your hands. “I love you” you hum, thumbs brushing gently against his wet eyelashes. 

His hands drop to your hips, slowly kneading them “I love you more”

You laugh lightly and shake your head “Bradley Bradshaw, that is not possible” 

“Oh it definitely is.” he settles, you beam as he traps you in his arms, peppering kisses from your face down to your shoulder that his too-big shirt had slipped off of.

This is your rooster, pulling smiles and giggles; that wouldn't seem out of place in a coming of age movie, from you in the most somber of moments.

It was sobering, the silence that weighed on every limb of your body yet you savored every moment. The feeling of his chest rising and falling against yours, his nose pressed into your pulsepoint and the light scratch of his mustache just below it. 

Your arms were wound around his shoulders, in the lowlight of your bedroom a glint caught your eye, the silver band on your thumb. 

Your father had given it to you, you think it was his at some point but you never questioned it. 

Nerves fluttered in your stomach as you slipped it from your finger and drew back just enough to look rooster in the eye. 

“Bradley” 

He stared lovingly right back at you, noses brushing. 

“Yes honey?”

“Can you promise me one thing?”

“Honey you know-”

“Please” 

His eyes sparkled as he nodded, holding you tighter. 

“Marry me.”

Tears were already shining in your eyes as you went on, smiling as he stared at you completely dumbfounded 

“I don't want a piece of paper or big fancy church to prove how fucking much I love you”

He smiled and opened his mouth to speak, you shushed him with a quick peck before continuing “but I want you to go up in the air tomorrow and come back down my husband.” you sniffed and he brushed away your tears, and his own, urging you to continue. 

“So…, Bradley Nicholas Bradshaw, will you marry me?” 

 you laughed, and it sounded a bit more like a sob as he nodded, looking down between you to see a silver band already grasped between your fingers. 

“God I love you so much” he rasped 

 Both of you steadied your shaking hands just long enough to slip the ring on before Bradley was locking your lips together, he mumbled something against your skin that sounded a bit like  “Mrs bradshaw” and you knew that you had made the right decision. 

It struck midnight and your clothes had been forgotten once more, you were drifting in and out of sleep, Bradley your husband's heartbeat under your ear was the perfect lullaby. 

With the thick comforter now wrapped around both of you, rooster planted a kiss to your head before finding his way down to your lips 

“I love you, get some sleep honey” 

“I love you more” you mumble, already slipping away once more. 

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In the stillness of the morning, Bradley was ready to hang up his wings right then and there if it meant not having to wake you to say goodbye, of all things.

You began stirring when he flipped on the lamp and his heart broke even more as tears filled your hooded eyes. 

“I know honey” he lifted you into his arms, the navy could wait 5 goddamn minutes while he held his wife. You pressed kisses against his neck, taking every ounce of will to loosen your grip on him as he set you down on the mattress once more. 

“Come back down to me roo” you breathed out quietly, forehead pressed to his.

The warm metal of his ring against your cheek made everything feel right, even if you should have felt the complete opposite as he kissed you goodbye and slipped out the front door.

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okay so maybe im already writing the wedding, thats not the point.

i loves comments and thoughts from yall, hope you liked it! -izzy <3