#so she didn't get to go outside to chase her trucks either :(

[ocala-is-calling]

She melts my heart 🥹

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helllooooo i saw that omega tommy anon and 👀 imagine alpha!buck looking for his "missing" lafd hoodie and discovering that omega!tommy used it to make a nest at his place jdjdksnxv

Okay, this is literally the cutest prompt ever and I absolutely love it. Hope you like the story, anon!

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"Hey, have you seen my hoodie?" Buck asked browsing through his locker.

"No? Why would I see your hoodie?" Eddie asked closing his own locker. "Besides, what do you even need a hoodie for? It's like 75 outside."

"I don't know," Buck shrugged. "It's my comfort hoodie and I need a bit of comfort right now."

"Comfort? Why? What happened?" Eddie asked taking a seat on the bench and leaving space for Buck.

"So you know how I've been trying to court Tommy?" Buck asked shyly and scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah, I think everyone knows that, Buck," Eddie replied, giving him a pointed look and a smirk played on the edge of his lips.

"Wait what? What do you mean everyone knows that?" Buck asked horrified.

"That's not the point," Eddie replied. "Why are you upset?"

Buck let out a deep breath. "it's just not working. Either Tommy is playing hard to get or he is genuinely not interested and I am afraid it's the latter."

"I doubt that," Eddie replied. "Look, us omegas- we- we like it when the alpha puts in the effort and chases after us. The courting phase is the best part."

"Did uh- Did Shannon court you? You don't have to answer that if you're not comfortable!" Buck quickly added to let Eddie know it was a no-pressure question.

"She did, yeah," Eddie replied sadly. "But we were kids so it didn't take her a lot to court me."

"What you're saying is that I have to put in more effort?" Buck asked.

"That's exactly what I'm saying," Eddie replied and put a hand on his shoulder. "Just show him you can be trusted to stick around and be there for him. Make him feel protected and loved."

Buck got up and smiled at his best friend. "Thanks, Eddie. Listen, I hope you find your alpha too."

"Thanks, Buck, but I'm not looking," Eddie replied with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I am happy as I am."

Buck nodded and took out his phone. "Tommy hasn't messaged me today. Do you think I should check on him?"

Eddie chuckled and shook his head. "You just wanna see him."

"I do," Buck replied shyly. "I really do." He then cleared his throat as he added, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, Eddie!"

With that, he practically ran out of the firehouse and got into his Jeep. He texted Tommy again but got no response. His worry only increased and he headed towards the omega's house. When he got there, he rang the doorbell and waited.

Tommy didn't answer, and that's when Buck started to panic. Tommy's truck was still in the driveway, so he was at home and hurt or he was kidnapped. There was no other explanation. Well, there was. There was also the possibility that Tommy didn't want to see him but Buck wasn't ready to entertain that thought.

Buck called Tommy while still standing outside his house and he answered the second time.

"Evan?" Tommy sounded a little annoyed.

"Where are you?" Buck asked. "I am standing outside your house, ringing the doorbell, but you won't answer."

"I was asleep," Tommy replied and paused for a second before saying, "I'll be right there."

Buck impatiently tapped his foot as he waited for Tommy and soon the door opened. Tommy looked like he had gone through a couple rounds with an alligator and lost. Okay, so maybe not the best analogy but he just looked worse for wear. Not that Buck was about to tell him that. He was trying to court the guy, not chase him away.

"What?" Tommy asked, pulling his robe even closer to himself.

"Nothing," Buck shook his head. "Sorry- I just- I was worried about you. Are you okay?"

Tommy shrugged. "I guess."

There was something in the air. Some kinda sweet smell that followed Tommy. That coupled with how tired he looked, Buck understood what was going on. "You're in pre-heat."

"I am," Tommy replied after a pause. "And I'd rather not prematurely go into an actual heat with your presence."

"You think I could send you into a heat?" Buck couldn't help but smirk at that.

"Any alpha could," Tommy was quick to shoot him down, which made Buck pout.

"Can I come in?" Buck asked.

Tommy didn't move at first. It looked like he was contemplating. "Fine, but I'm going back to my nest."

"Are you inviting me into your nest?" Buck teased. "I am honored."

Tommy gave him an unamused look. "No, Evan, I am not inviting you into my nest, but you can hang out outside of it."

Buck followed Tommy into the house, feeling a thrum of excitement running through his veins. He might not have been invited into Tommy's nest but he was invited to his nest adjacent, which was good enough.

When they got to Tommy's room, Buck was immediately taken aback. There was his hoodie in the middle of the bed, along with one of his coats.

"H- how did you get my hoodie and coat?" Buck asked confused.

"Hmmm?" Tommy hummed as he got into the bed and pulled the hoodie close to himself. "You gave me the coat the other day when I was cold," he reminded him. "And the hoodie..." A small smile played across his lips as he added, "...I had Eddie steal it for me."

"No way," Buck chuckled. "That little shit. He looked me right in the face and said he didn't know where my hoodie was." He shook his head and then got closer to the bed but stayed out of it. "Why do you have these?"

"Because," Tommy shrugged and looked down at the hoodie. "Do you want them back?"

"No!" Buck quickly told him. "If it provides you comfort then- then you should keep it."

Tommy smiled and nodded. "Thank you. I hope this isn't too weird."

"No, if anything, I like it," Buck assured him. He scratched the back of his head as he said, "If you want- only if you want- you can cuddle with me instead of the hoodie?"

Tommy looked surprised, but his blue eyes lit up. He dug his teeth into his bottom lip as he watched Buck. "Okay," he replied finally, and scooted on the bed, making space for Buck.

Buck knew exactly what this meant, but he refused to say it because he didn't want to spook Tommy.

Tommy turned around and lay down, leaving space for Buck

"Is this okay?" Buck asked as he got behind and wrapped his arm around him.

"More than okay," Tommy replied. "And Evan?"

"Yeah?" Buck asked

There was another pause before Tommy said, "Thank you."

"Anytime, Tommy," Buck replied and buried his face in the juncture between Tommy's neck and shoulder. "Go to sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up." He promised.

[baldbaby69]

I don’t understand

Jack Gibson

summery

It was like having a best friend but a total stranger at the same time. Sometimes when you looked at him, you didn't recognise him which was weird because everyone said you two were inseparable but if only they knew. In the station it was always you and Jack this or you and Jack that but as soon as your shift ends you don't speak to him till the next time you put the uniform on.

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You always thought he must not have time for you. To send a text to see if you got home okay or if you ate. You always reached out first but are met with two letter replies most of the time. Maybe it was because he was a busy guy. You couldn't lie it did make you upset, you were such a dynamic duo when putting out fires and rescuing cats from trees. Why couldn't he be your dynamic duo outside of the station too?

Your best friend Vic knew somewhat of your situation and by situation she was making it a lot worse than it sounds.

'Why can't you admit you like the guy?' She sat on your bed one early morning. 'Because I don't? If Travis didn't text you every now and then after work wouldn't you be going a little crazy too?' You explain

'Yeah, a little crazy because I don't like him. You on the other hand.' Vic smirked. She picked up a chocolate you had displayed on the bed for the two of you to have. 'You're in love babe. By the way, these taste expensive. Where did you get them?'

'Oh someone we met on call sent them over, a thank you gesture.' 'And may I ask how does he know where you live.' You hesitated telling her. 'We met again at the bar.' You whispered.

She gasped being selfish with the air. 'You bad girl. Tell me hes cute.' 'Relax would you. It was a coincidence. He just happened to be at the same bar as me at the time. Then I was too drunk to drive home so.' 'Okay cowgirl, I don't want to hear the detail. So your not giving your little puppy a chance.'

You have given him a thought. Plenty of thoughts but you just don't feel like your going to be able to commit to him and he's probably chasing you because you saved his life and the adrenaline hasn't warned off yet. Either way the answer was a no.

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The start of a 48 hour shift or 48 hours of acting as you preferred to call it. You came in one hour ago, had a nice long shower, took a long time blow drying your hair and put your clothes on in slow motion. Until the bell started to ring.

You rushed down where you greeted everyone with a quick hello and hopped into the engine. Usually you and Jack would sit in the ladder 19 up front, taking turns driving but you wanted to be given a little space. Vic messed with your head making you question your own thoughts but you wanted to prove her wrong. 'This is new.' Miller pointed out.

'Yeah whats your business here.' Maya Bishop threw a punch your way. 'Did Gibson send you here as a spy, to hear us backbite about you two?' Their questions put you in an awkward position. You didn't think they needed to know problems that only existed in your mind.

'I accidentally hung my coat on the engine. I didn't realise.' Brushing it off you tried to make small talk with Maya.

'You're coming right?' 'Sorry?'

'Did Gibson not tell you yet?' 'Tell me what?' You turned to Miller confused. 'Montgomery and Gibson are forcing me to through a little get together. He told me he was gonna let you know.' Was he not going to tell you at all

When you arrived at the location of the call, you hopped off and went to get the appropriate tools needed when you felt someone's hand on your lower back. Your turned to the culprit, to find Jack Gibson trying to reach over you to grab something. 'Kind of left me feeling lonely back there.' He nudged his head towards the trucks.

'Yeah well. That would've been me this Saturday.' You bicker to yourself. 'Saturday? They told you about that. I wanted to.' You could see Jack sulk. 'Yeah? When Sunday?'

During the whole call you kept your distance from the man everyone thought you knew so well. Took a little longer to put the fire out seeing as you needed a messenger to communicate through. Did he really not want to see you after work that he would leave you out of a work party. Your performance was off but there could've been numerous reasons. No one would suspect anything.

'What the hell. Are you trying to put this fire out by yourself. There are 4 more firefighters beside you. Work with them.' Captain Herrera yelled from a distance when he saw you trying to pull the hose into the house all by yourself. Sighing you call out to Warren to help when a pair of hands took the hose off you. Your saviour, Jack Gibson.

Following him into the house, you yell out to turn the power on. 'I'm sorry for not telling you about Saturday. I didn't see you before we got the call. I was looking for you everywhere at the station.' You managed to hear him say over the noise. 'Its whatever.'

'Something tells me thats not all your mad about.' He tried to make conversation after you two walked out of the burned down house. He took off his helmet and jogged up to match your pace. 'No Jack honestly, I'm fine, just a bit tired thats all.' He walked with you to the truck. 'Why? You alright.' He watched you pack things back into the engine. His eyes searching the side of your face for a reason of this sudden distancing. 'Just leave it.'

You turn away from him without giving him a second glance. Jack grabbed the back of your coat and dragged you backwards to ladder 19. 'Jack, what on earth.' 'Sit.'

The ride back was silence for the most of it. He was driving but you could almost count the amount of times he snuck a glance at you hoping you would speak. 'What's bothering you.'

'I bet its a special someone occupying her mind.' Hughes says from the back. 'Special someone? What since when did you start talking to someone.' Jack sounded thrown off.

'No its just this guy from that office building we took a call at a few days ago. He probably heard the girls and I talk about going to the bar after shift ended.' 'So what he followed you? Thats called stalking. Why haven't you reported?' She rolled her eyes at his concerned tone.

'Maybe because he litters her apartment with the most expensive chocolates and flowers ever. He's really something. You know she was actually planning to meet up with him for lunch.' Vic kept adding.

'I am?' 'You are?'

You lock eyes with your friend and giver her a questioned look. She just mouths the words 'trust me.'

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'Your one wicked witch.' Andy laughs. The girls were in the kitchen making a snack and talking about what happened. 'Wait so you aren't meeting him for lunch? It was a lie to make Jack jealous?' She gets the story straight.

'Not as much as making him jealous but showing him that I have a busy life.' You thought that was a better excuse. 'In other words making him jealous.'

'So if this is just a lie to make him jealous who's Jack arguing downstairs?' Bishop busts through the doors.

'Vic did you call him over here.' You ask before getting up to go towards the commotion. 'No, but who has lunch at 10am?'

'First the bar and now her place of work? Stalking is a crime you know.' Jack stood in front of a man at the front desk who was holding a bouquet of flowers. 'It's not stalking if we know each other and I don't really see how this concerns you.'

'Oh it does concern me but you don't need to worry about that. Just leave the flowers and go. Shes having food upstairs, doesn't want to be disturbed.' Jack tries to make him go away.

'Jack, Mark whats going on?' You jog down the stairs. 'Mark, you should've texted if you were going to swing by. Oh those are lovely.' He handed the flowers to you eyeing Jack in the process with a smirk. 'Yeah only the best, for you.' You give him a little side hug.

'Thank you. So sweet. You should get going now. The bell might go off anytime and I can not operate without food.' Mark gave you a smile before turning on his feet to leave.

'What's wrong with you?' You turn to Jack watching his jaw tense before answering you. 'No what's wrong with you? He's not good for you.' His eyebrows remain furrowed. 'Yeah Jack. You would know.' You head back up the stairs to put the flowers in some water.

The station had a good few hours of peace and quiet so they played a quick game of cards betting the looser to stay back on desk duty for the next three calls. The tension between the two best friends was ever so thick it hit off everyone in the room. They thought a friendly game would ease the tension, boy where they wrong. Ever since Mark left the station you have been checking ur phones notifications non-stop, occasionally texting someone back.

‘Come on, it’s your turn.’ Travis elbows ur side. ‘Yeah sorry.’ You put your phone away and lay a card down. While your attention was on your phone someone’s attention was on you. Staring you down like a hawk. His brows still sewed together.

Jack hadn’t been able to put the thought aside of you having a relationship with this guy. He wants you to be happy and he wants to make sure you get the best but some part of him doesn’t want to allow you to be happy. with someone else. Ever since he did the mistake of falling in love with Andy and proposing to her he knew he should never make the same mistake again. Date a college. So when he found himself growing attached to you the second week you joined he knew he needed to back off. Jack didn’t need another rejection.

‘Oh my god. Jack pay attention.’ Victoria called him out. Everyone had a little laugh except you because you were too busy typing away on your phone.

‘Well Jack. Poor game for you. Have fun answering phone calls.’ Bishop pats his back as the bell goes off.

‘Oh, My, God. That little baby was so cute. We have to tell Jack how you and Warren just delivered a baby in the middle of a car collision.’ Herrera hyped the two up. ‘Really it was nothing. Fun fact i actually wanted to be a paramedic before firefighter.’ You brush it off. That was before you heard a glass breaking coming from the other room. Everyone share a look before rushing to the room.

‘Jack what are you doing? Get off him.’ You run to the two men. Mark was laid on the table while Jack was about to throw what looked like another punch. Both of them had a few cuts and bruises here and there. ‘Guys help! Jack get off him.’ You try and pull the man off him.

Travis and Dean rush to your aid pulling the angered firefighter off the civilian. ‘Mark, what happened? Are you okay?’ You helped him up. Scanning his bruised cheek and busted lip. ‘He’s nuts.’

You turn to look at Jack. Two of the guys holding him back, his breathing heavy causing his muscular chest raising up and down in a hurry. ‘Are you insane?’ You yell at him. Maya rushes to your side with a first aid kit.

‘Who does he think he is walking into my station and threatening me.’ Jack gets aggressive. ‘Jack, come on. Let’s check your hand out.’

You pulled a chair for Mark to sit. ‘I got the things you asked for. I was going to wait for you like you asked but he came on to me. Accusing me of being attracted to you only because of your uniform or something. Then he kept telling me to leave-‘ You try to attend to his wounds but he kept going on and on about Jack. ‘You don’t have to say anything. I know it’s not your fault. Now where does it hurt.’

Jack sat at the back of the ambulance after Ben was finished patching up his wounds. He sat with his head in his hands. Yeah he messed up. He let his emotions get the best of him and now he’s holding an ice pack to his jaw. He heard two pair of footsteps come towards the van and instantly knew one was yours.

‘Gosh never thought Jack would go that far. I almost feel bad for riling him up.’ he hears Vic say. ‘Don’t it’s not your fault. Jack has some issues he needs to sort out.’ It pained him to think you thought of him like that. When you reached the back your eyes widened. Jack just sighed before getting up and walking away.

it was dark outside. The moonlight lit the kitchen of the station making it glisten when the lights were off. Tonight you sat there watching the sky and counting the stars. The doors opened behind you with quite footsteps walking in. You didn’t need to turn back to know who that was. You always knew he had trouble sleeping and a lot of the times you were there for him but you thought it would be different this time.

Jack looked at your back. You didn’t even turn around to see who was there. He opened the fridge and grabbed something cold. Without knowing why, he found himself walking towards you, pulling out a chair he quietly sat behind you following your eyes to find the moon staring back at him. ‘I’m sorry.’

You hesitated but looked back at him. He was only a few inches away from you. He was in his black tank top. His fists clenched around the glass of juice on the table making his muscles flex in the light. ‘What happened Jack? Your not one to throw fists for no reason.’

‘I had a great reason too.’ You watched his eyes trail away and fix on something else. Both of you stayed in silent, not knowing what to say or do.

‘Why have you been avoiding me?’ He lets his mind speak the words that lingered in the air. ‘I’ve been busy. You know how things are around here.’ You look at him and scratch the back of your neck

‘It wouldn’t be so busy if you would just talk to me and let me help you. Remember it’s always you and me around here but apparently it’s just you now. What’s really going on?’ His tone softens towards the end.

‘I’m sorry Jack. I didn’t mean to…I guess I just needed some space.’ You turn to him.

His expression hardens. ‘Space? Space from what?From me? Because that was it feels like.’

You keep your eyes focused on him. How the moonlight presses against the harshness of his expression making it look almost soft to touch. ‘It’s not fair to shut me out without giving me a reason.’

‘That’s ironic.’ You look back at the sky. ‘What is?’ ‘How you think me shutting you out for one day is unfair but the second you step outside this station you forget that I even exist.’ the words were said in a soft tone but it felt like someone ripped them out of you chest and to be fairly honest, it felt good.

You felt his eyes watching the side of your face and suddenly to him everything made sense. The last shift he didn’t even say goodbye before he left. He always ignored your texts to hang out.

he called let your name fall out of his lips ever so gently to grab your attention and when he couldn’t he grabbed your chair pulling it closer to him. ‘There’s no words that would make up for my previous action and I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I’m just trying to figure somethings out. Trust me if I knew how it made you feel I would’ve never done it.’

His words felt real and sincere. It made you smile. You brought your hands to his cheeks brushing your thumb against the bruise on his face. ‘Apology accepted.’

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‘Where is that girl. Vic I thought you were getting ready together.’ Maya asks Victoria. ‘No she cancelled on me last minute.’

‘Guys hold up, a car just pulled up outside.’ 'Thats not her car- oh.' 'What she knows better why would she bring him here?' The crew whisper among themselves.

'What's happening guys?' They turn around to Jack behind them. The door opens the next second and you walk in with the one person he couldn't stand to see you with. 'Sorry I'm late guys. Hope you didn't mind that I brought a plus 1.' You enter the room all cheerful.

What were you trying to do. Make Millers place into a boxing ring? This was not going to end well and everyone knew it. Jack had only one thing in mind. To get rid of him. Somehow but he planned to have Mark gone within the next hour.

A few minutes later you two were out on the patio playing beer pong. Jack watched that snake Mark slither his arm around your waist while you laughed and made conversation with everyone. It was like a knife to the chest everytime he heard another man making you laugh.

'Here Montgomery. Its my turn.' He came out to where you were and Jack didn't intend to play nice. A few rounds after chugging down a few and making you do the same he threw the ping pong ball at the bottom of a filled cup, knocking it over. It fell on Marks trousers.

'What the hell. You did that on purpose.' Mark pointed his fingers at Jack. You rushed to him with paper towels. 'Hey man, It was a friendly game. Accidents happen.' He put his two hands up in defence. 'Not when its with you.'

'Whats that suppose to mean?' Jack raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. 'Jack don't. Please.' You pleaded stepping in front of Mark.

'No if he has something to say tell him to say it to my face.' He steps closer. 'Hey back off her will you?' Mark pulls you behind a bit too harsh. You lost your balance and fell into the large body of water.

Jack yells out your name 'She can't swim you bastard.' He took off his shoes before jumping in.

Dean gave you a towel and Victoria had packed an extra pair of clothes that she was kind enough to give. Mark walked into the room where you sat on the bed with a blanket over you. 'I'm sorry. I thought he was going to hit you or something.' he sat beside you.

'You thought Jack was going to hit me? Are you insane? He would never even touch me let alone throw me in deep ocean water to protect me.' You were starting to raise your voice. 'Well he did hit me so-' 'Thats cause you probably said something to provoke him.' You cut him off.

He sighed. 'You know what? I don't even know what I'm doing here.' 'Yeah me neither.' You throw a snarky comment. 'We could've been something if you weren't so in love with Mr anger issues.' You were thrown off by what he said. 'I'm not in love with him.'

'Yeah don't worry. He's very much in love with you too.' Mark left after slamming the door and saying goodbye to everyone.

You sat back down on the bed wondering if what he said was true but you never saw any signs or gestures that would hint about the feeling. All you could see was yourself being selfish. A knock on the door put you out of your thoughts. Jack slowly opened the door to reveal himself. His hair still wet from what happened. 'Can I come in?'

You nod and watch as he walks in with tiny steps and close the door. He stood there unsure how to start the conversation. 'Thank you.'

'It was nothing.' You smile as you pat the spot next to you gesturing him to sit down. He walks over and sits down. 'Jack your hair is soaked with water.' You mention to him as water drops on Dean's bed. You get up and grab the towel you used to dry yourself. You stand in front of Jack and put the towel on his head rubbing it dry.

'I think, I'm the one who should be apologising. I shouldn't have done that.' Jack looks up to you. 'I'm actually kind of glad you did that. He was getting a bit annoying. Plus I only brought him so I could avoid you.' You step back.

Jack stands up. 'I'm sorry. It's my fault and I deserve it.' 'No Jack. All you do is lie. Why? You told me you you try and make a better effort in our friendship. You lied. If you don't want to be friends just tell me straight to my face. Don't act like it because you got my hopes up and I waited a whole day for a simple text from you. It almost makes me feel great grateful that we aren't dating.' You look away from him grabbing a hold of yourself.

'You didn't mean that. Tell me you didn't mean that.' His voice seemed off. Almost broken. 'Why, what difference would it make?' With courage you look up and make eye contact. She watched his jaw tense and she wanted nothing more than to hold him but after this who knows what they wouldn't be doing anymore.

'Because the only reason I don't contact you after shift is because I don't what to get attached to you.' 'What.'

That was unexpected.

'Yeah because I do this thing where I rush into relationships and I didn't want to do that with you because... because you feel special. Like a piece of glass I don't want to break and wanted to take things slow but at the same time I didn't even know if you liked me back and I wasn't going to risk what we have for some stupid feelings.' You watch him mumble pieces of words that at this point you didn't even know made sense because you felt like you your floating.

You pulled him down to your level and pressed your lips against his with a passionate kiss. 'Are my feelings stupid too?' you whispered against his lips.

'Not on my bed guys.'

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Authors note I love him so much ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ requested by @awkward-txrtle

[calmcoldevening]

Hey! If it’s okay, can I request a fic (or maybe head canons if you don’t want to write a fic) where the Sawyers and reader (reader and bubba are dating) are driving to a new location (cause a victim escaped and now have to relocate), but they need to stop for gas so they go to the gas station in Ambrose where they meet Bo. And once he sees reader, he starts putting on his charm, but bubba and the other sawyer brothers don’t like that (aside from drayton probably since he doesn’t really care) cause they are protective over reader cause the sawyers (aside from bubba for obvious reasons) sees the reader as their sister, it she manages to calm them down. So anyway, fast forward, bo and Vincent are trying to kill them, but the sawyers and reader either kills the sinclairs off or manage to run away. Sorry if this was a lot, I thought I’d be interesting!!

Hey there, kitten. I'm sorry you had to wait so long, I had little problems with my exams and everything like that. So here it is, I hope you like it 💗✨

Bubba Sawyer x reader.

The House of Wax

Tw: mention of murder, killing, blood, violence, kidnapping

It was Bubba's mistake. At least that's what the Sawyer brothers said when the last of the group of guys was thrown out of the first-floor window by the victim, laughing hysterically. Everyone rushed outside. Nubbins wanted to catch up with the girl as soon as possible, but you grabbed the guy by the collar in time, pulling him away from the road. A huge car drove right in front of your faces. The guy clung to you, snuggling against your chest and giggling nervously. It was the first time he was so scared, and you saved him. Now you watched together as the final girl jumped into the back of a pickup truck while Bubba chased her with a chainsaw. After a couple of minutes, the man was left alone in the middle of the road, muttering something and waving the chainsaw in different directions.

You've always been like a mom to the Sawyers, taking care of them and all that. They loved you, even in their own way.

You had to quickly pack the most necessary things. A few hours later, you were all in Drayton's car together, driving away from the Sawyer house. This place was full of memories, he had known several generations of Sawyers, but now you couldn't let yourself be discovered. Drayton suggested going to Florida, because there were some Sawyers there, you have the opportunity to wait a little while until this whole story with the last girl settles down.

The elder Sawyer, not surprisingly, was sitting at the wheel, looking at the road and frowning. Nubbins was sitting next to him, explaining something furiously while playing with his camera. You and Bubba were in the back seat. Bubba was looking nervously at the floor, his eyes were sad, and his hands were fiddling with the edge of an old mask. You gently touch his hand with your soft palm, stroking it soothingly. Bubba flinches at the sharp contact, but does not resist, letting out a sigh of relief. He mumbles something to himself, and you smile a little.

"Come on, honey. No one is mad at you. It was just an accident."

Your voice is gentle and soothing, the man's shoulders relax noticeably. But he's still upset. Bubba knows it's his fault, and he's terribly ashamed. He didn't want the whole family to have to leave home somewhere far away because of his mistake. And yet he whines, leaning on your shoulder. Bubba closes his eyes wearily. You've always been his safe place. He felt good with you, you didn't get angry, you didn't scream, but only gently hugged and comforted him. Just like Mom. Your gentle touches, gentle and honey-sweet voice, kind words. With you, he felt like just a Bubba, not a Leather Face.

The road was quite long. Such native golden landscapes of Texas were gradually replaced by greener ones, unfamiliar to this place. The road on both sides was now surrounded by tall trees, through the dense foliage of which it was difficult to see anything. The sun disappeared behind the green of Louisiana. The car was driving slowly, which made you feel a little seasick and sleepy, only occasionally a small crack could be heard under the wheels from the stones lying on the road.

You sat with your forehead against the cool glass and stared dispassionately at the changing nature outside the window. Bubba had been asleep in his seat for a long time, snoring a little. Sometimes you saw how his thick fingers, even in a dream, instinctively tugged at his homemade bracelet. Drayton sat at the wheel, frowning. His wrinkled fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, digging his nails into the flimsy rim of the steering wheel. Nubbins was sitting next to him, but he was clearly in his thoughts, sometimes giggling strangely. Everything seemed to be going on as usual. At least Drayton had always been quite gloomy before. So it was impossible to think that some time ago you left home in a hurry because of an escaped victim.

You had long since left Texas when Drayton let out a grunt of displeasure, for the first time in a long time. You were running out of gas. The man turned off somewhere to the side, so now you find yourself in some kind of clearing. Tall trees with emerald-green leaves glistening in the sun stood in a thick wall around, the air here was humid but pleasantly fresh. The place itself was like a real fairy tale.

None of you knew where Drayton was going, but you all trusted his 'intuition' implicitly.

What was your surprise when, after only half an hour, you drove into a small town. Drayton parked the car at the curb, and you hurried to leave this stuffy hot place as soon as possible. A pleasant cool breeze hit you in the face, you inhaled a full chest of fresh air with pleasure. Your body ached from the long and decently uncomfortable car ride. Your muscles were asking for movement.

The city was small, but cozy. The roads were clean and relatively new, as if no cars had driven on them for a long time. All the streets were cleared, although there were no people around. Buildings with brightly flashing signs are located on both sides of a wide road. You immediately headed straight down the street, wanting to visit these interesting shops. The boys will probably be dealing with gasoline now anyway, you had at least fifteen minutes of free time to research.

The first thing you did was go to a small kiosk, probably with sweets, because your hungry stomach was making itself felt. The door opened easily, and a light, gentle bell tinkled overhead. You wandered over to the chocolate shelves. Because of your long life with the Sawyers, you didn't always have the opportunity to buy sweets, as you just stayed at home, so now it was a great opportunity to make small stocks. You grabbed a few dozen different sweets and headed for the cash register. Perhaps you should have taken a more responsible approach to choosing such a not very healthy snack, but now you just couldn't wait to feel this pleasant taste of milk chocolate in your mouth and fill your brain with a dose of dopamine. What was your surprise when the cashier's seat turned out to be empty.

"Hey? Is there anyone here?" You asked uncertainly, frowning a little. There is silence in response.

You were about to turn around and leave when you suddenly bumped into something big. Unable to keep your balance, you fell to the floor. The chocolate bars fell to the floor with a thud. You rubbed your bruised lower back and looked up at the obstacle that appeared, cauterizing it with a murderous look. It was a man. A handsome man with short hair in a dark suit.

"Oh my God baby, are you okay?" He asked with obvious concern in his voice and held out his hand to you, "I didn't notice you, I'm so sorry."

You frowned, but grabbed his hand, getting to your feet. The stranger was quite tall and sturdy.

"What are you doing here.. alone?" He asked with a slight smile.

"I just went into the store, but there was no one here," you replied, picking up the candy from the floor, "My family and I were driving by.. we ran out of gas."

"That's how it is. Well, you won't find anyone here right now, it's daytime prayer in the church. And I'll help with the gasoline, you can be sure," he babbles with a smug smile, "By the way, my name is Bo."

"..Y/N," you reply shortly, looking down at him.

"Y/N, right? God, what a wonderful name," he almost purrs and wraps his arm around your waist, "Come on, Y/N, why don't you see the city yet? We have a wonderful wax house just down the street."

You nod curtly, putting the candy back. Bo grabs your hand, smiling.

"Take it all, I'll pay for it."

"Thank you of course.. but I have to go. They're waiting for me," you say hurriedly, leaving the store. Bo is right behind you. His hand grabs your free hand with amazing tenderness. The man brings your hand to his lips and leaves a light kiss.

"Let's go together. You know, I work at this gas station."

You try to hide the obvious discomfort from his close contact and nervously swallow, but nod. Maybe this way you'll get out of here a little faster.

When the two of you approach the gas station, you see all three men at the closed doors. Now you're not trying to hide your obvious disgust that a man was holding your hand. The Sawyers notice you and their poses become more tense. You can see Bubba's brows furrowing through his mask, he nervously chews his lower lip.

"Gentlemen, I take it you need gas?"

Finally Bo lets go of your hand and heads forward to open the gas station. You run up to Bubba, hugging him and burying your face in his shirt. A man squeezes you in his arms, whispering all sorts of nonsense in your ear to calm you down.

"Sorry.. I was just scared."

You follow the others to the store together. There were a lot of different car parts here, although they looked relatively worn. You squeezed Bubba's hand.

Then everything is a blur. You clearly remember that Bo asked you to bring the keys to the cash register so that he could give change to Drayton. The key was in the back room. As soon as you went in there and started rummaging through the drawers, there was a dull pain in your head. It began to darken in his eyes, and a slight taste of blood appeared on his tongue. You woke up in a strange place, it was hot in here. You reflexively wanted to reach out to your face to wipe your sleepy eyes, but you couldn't. Your hands were tied. You were all tied to some kind of table with leather straps. A growing sense of panic instantly filled your mind. A man came up to you. He was strange and almost frightening. He moved his hands over your body with care and some strange tenderness, removing excess clothes from your body or rubbing something into your skin. It didn't hurt, but it was unpleasant. You basically didn't like being touched by strangers.

You don't know how much time has passed or how long you've been in this strange basement. You were just mentally begging Bubba to find you. A single tear rolled down your hot cheek, and the man gently wiped it away with his thumb. He began to make light soothing movements on your face, pushing excess strands of hair behind your ear and calming your flesh. You wanted to scream, but your whole body was so weak. It's like your body was drugged or drugged. The burning pain was nowhere and at the same time on every part of your body. Something hot was slowly covering your legs, making you lazily bite your tongue. It hurts like hell.

The last thing you remember is the smell of copper and a strange buzzing in your ear. The skin of your stomach was instantly covered with lingonberry drops of warm liquid, and then darkness.

Bubba was furious. When you had been gone for ten whole minutes, he really started to worry. Nubbins also realized that something was wrong, so now he was staring at Bo, clutching a knife in his pants pocket. This is not a time for cute Bubba, this is the job of a Leatherface. Perhaps becoming a victim of cannibals was the last thing this handsome man in a dark tuxedo expected. He told them exactly where they should look for you. Then Bubba tore out his tongue.

He quickly ran into the basement, clutching his beloved chainsaw. His sweet girl. He was furious when he saw you almost naked on that creepy man's desk. Bubba's blood boiled. He rushed towards the stranger, burying the chainsaw blade into the maniac's belly with special force. Nubbins watched this with wild amusement. He also figured out in time how to turn off this strange machine that feeds molten wax. The guy carefully cut the leather straps, and Bubba immediately picked you up in his arms, throwing the chainsaw on the floor. The man hugged you to his chest, muttering something and making a long whine. He was so sorry that he left you alone.

Already in the car, he carefully wrapped you in a blanket, cleansing your body of wax. A slight smile appeared on his lips when he felt the slow movement of your chest. The man desperately pressed you against his big body, cradling and guarding your sleep.

Drayton sat down in the driver's seat with an exasperated groan, starting the engine.

"Because of that bastard, I got my new trousers stained with his vile blood!"

[ghostdiva]

My Prediction for Episode 2 of The Amazing Digital Circus

heads up, this is purely my own theories based on what I know of the trailer, as well as gooseworx's tumblr posts. this can easily be interpreted as a guess to the plot of the second episode, that said, if any of these guesses are correct, then I'm sorry for the spoilers.

let's get into it.

we start the episode with what I assume to be a dream sequence for Pomni. which makes sense considering what happened in episode 1 (aka the pilot). it wouldn't surprise me at all that her run in with the abstracted kaufmo was traumatizing. Watching that abstraction later get thrown into the cellar, and realizing that abstraction is the digital world equivalent to death, is also a pretty rattling experience. so it would make sense that Pomni would have a dream about abstraction as she tries to wrap her head around it.

that said, her dream sequence starts in the main area of the circus tent, where it is presumably the next day and she's with the gang waiting for Caine to show up and drag them all into an adventure of some kind. And either when Caine shows up, or while they're waiting, something happens that is disturbing to Pomni. what that is, is very much unknown. but this reaction doesn't just naturally happen, it's triggered by something.

so she sees something horrific, and in this dream it seems to start to push her to her breaking point, existentially.

Pomni looks down at herself and her horror grows. part of her is abstracted. Pomni feels a bit of fear and confusion not knowing what to do, and scared about going in the cellar. Caine doesn't care about that though, and upon seeing that she's "abstracting", does the same thing he did to kaufmo. opening a hole in the floor and throwing Pomni in the cellar.

Pomni tries to grab for anything, desperate not to join the fully abstracted. she yells "no", almost as if to plea that she wasn't insane. that there was no need to lock her away just yet.

then Pomni wakes up with quite the start.

I think anyone would be disgruntled with a wake up call like that, but nonetheless, Pomni gets up and joins the others at the main stage area.

Pomni waits with Ragatha and Gangle, asking questions she didn't really get to have answered in the last episode.

now, I have no way of knowing what kind of dialogue the characters will be sharing between each other during this episode, so I don't know what is said until the episode airs. all I have are the episode 2 quotes that gooseworx dropped on their page.

so broadly speaking, Caine gathers the rest of the gang, Zooble opts out of the adventure, and Caine shoves everyone else through a portal into the Candy Canyon Kingdom!

Yippee!

now in this episode we have 3 characters (technically 5 but I'm counting gumigoo and his gang to be all 1 entity here). the list is loolilalu, gumigoo (+max and chad), and the fudge monster. Princess Loolilalu, I believe is the sort of quest giver of the adventure. I think loolilalu will send the gang to deal with Gumigoo, and his compatriots, chad and max. who are bandits, and make a bit of a habit of stealing from loolilalu's subjects, even resorting to violence to get what they want.

Princess Loolilalu simply can't let that stand, and sends the circus crew (minus Zooble) out to apprehend them. giving Ragatha a Key in the process.

now a lot of people speculated that it'd be a key to the kingdom or something like that, but that doesn't make sense considering pretty much all the shots outside of the celebration on their arrival take place outside the castle walls. No, I think that the Key is for a truck, specifically the truck the circus crew use to chase Gumigoo and his gang with. -this also makes sense to the degree of "how would Caine know the visual difference between a door key and a car key? they're both just keys to him"-

also quick side note: during the celebration as the circus crew arrive at the candy canyon kingdom, one of the audiece NPC's is seen absolutely booking it at Gangle, and I think that the NPC is going to run into her, breaking her comedy mask.

anyway, the Gang piles into the truck, Gangle driving, Pomni, Kinger and Ragatha in the backseat, and Jax getting shotgun...

... -ahem- anyway, through a series of whacky hijinks, the circus crew and gumigoo's crew end up in an intense car chase, with Pomni somehow getting on top of Gumigoo's van in the process.

However, something happens to the truck the circus crew are in, that makes it have to either slow down or stop. rather that's a tire falling off or something else entirely is still up in the air. this normally wouldn't be too bad of an issue.

but Pomni is still on top of gumigoo's van...

this is where the circus crew splits up a bit, as Pomni is left to Gumigoo and his gang while the circus crew figure out how to get the truck up and running at full speed again.

So Gumigoo and his gang try to get Pomni off their van. However, Pomni is a survivalist at her core, and a resilient one at that. So the gummy gators have a hard time getting Pomni to let go of their car. they have such a hard time about it that they start doing doughnuts in an effort to spin her off the car.

what happens after is pretty up in the air, but I'm pretty sure Pomni ends up getting flung very far after loosing her grip and literally flying off.

Meanwhile, with the rest of the circus crew. Ragatha's upset on Pomni's behalf, at the fact that they left her with the gator gang. Jax brushes it off, which only upsets Ragatha more.

The circus crew pull over and assess the damage to the truck, which could be anything from a flat or missing tire, to complete engine failure. what needs to happen to fix the truck is unknown, but the truck needs fixing regardless.

-a moderate amount of chaos later-

the circus gang has fixed the truck and started back on the road again, however they are all completely lost. and end up accidentally wandering into the fudge monster's domain... oops.

Ragatha probably tries to reason with the fudge monster in order to not get eaten. it'd be a bit fucked up, but maybe the gang offers to feed some gummy gators to the fudge monster in exchange for freedom? idk, it's anyone's guess.

anyway, after the crew is done getting harassed by the fudge monster, they decide it's time to harass the gummy gators, and set out to find them.

seek and ye shall find, and find the circus crew did. not only do they manage to catch up to the gator gang, but they manage to tie up Chad and Max, leaving Gumigoo by himself.

this is also where the sweet sweet Jax angst is, as we see him just picking at the floor while hugging himself a bit. Not behavior you expect to see from the lanky bastard that makes his existence everyone else's problem. it might also be that he's a bit disheartened that Pomni was not with the Gator Gang, who knows.

anyway the gang start searching for Pomni, and uh...

I think they found her? honestly that small dot flying out of the water could be anyone, but Pomni was the only one missing from the group for a prolonged period of time. so it only really makes sense that it'd be her.

last but not least, we have the most confusing clip of the trailer.

now, strap on for this theory. so I think that this happens after gumigoo's companions are captured (chad and max). now, I think gumigoo was coded as an extrovert of sorts, constantly checking back on chad and max to make sure they're there and stuff. and now that they're gone, gumigoo doesn't know what to do. like his code doesn't have anything for when his compatriots aren't around, and the lack of his friends is maddening. because that is a look of existential dread and shock. and while specifically WHAT happened is a mystery, I do have a few theories as to what it could've been.

maybe gumigoo ended up running into a border of the world and that's what that blue grid is. him accidentally peeking beyond a world border to see a grid with lines and lines of code. maybe this event happens to cause gumigoo to gain a level of sentience, coming to the realization that once the gang is done with the adventure, his world will cease to exist. that all he was, is, and will be are just lines of code, moved around by another AI that is above him (caine). maybe gumigoo just experiences the existentials surrounding the mindset of "I am just a blip in the cosmos, a small insignificant spec in the grand scheme of things". which can ultimately lead to depressive lines of thought. Goose did say this episode would be about depression, I wouldn't be surprised if they also threw in something existential for funsies, or just to hit the point home.

and then the gang finishes the adventure and gets a lovely prize!

some MPPED!

[watasemasaru]

Please tell us about the Days Sisters!

The Days girls are the American Japanese-Welsh cousins of Osaka Trio (Wakaba, Ryuko, & Kyrie). They were born and raised in Harlan, KY to Oisín M. Days and Chieko Ono.

They're parents are both doctors who work hard to help people in Harlan which is an major poverty stricken area. Oisín is very quiet, a bit spacy, and always looks to have a cloud of melancholy hanging over him. Chieko is bursting with good humor and energy. She has a big laugh and a big heart.

Shasta Shizuka Days (married name; Sanchez)

DOB: April 1, 1968

The eldest sister. In the typical trope way she's also the shortest. Shasta is a Harvard graduate district attorney that works in tandem with the major crimes unit her husband Julio works in LA. She's perceived to most, even to her sisters as cold, mean, crabby, etc. Julio and their children are pretty much the only people who get to see the real Shasta. Like Ian has mentioned; "she didn't used to be that way." Shasta is precise and logical, she needs everything to be just-so. She's very fashionable and has an austere, clean sense of style...which is a stark contrast to the shit box death wobble rust ridden pick up truck she won't get rid of. With Julio they have three biological kids; twins Mana & Shiho, and Mamoru, and an adopted son; Mark. Outside of work Shasta doesn't really have friends, she's a homebody and likes to read old french novels or watch black and white movies.

Dahlia Eiko Days

DOB July 7, 1973

The second sister and the tallest at 5'11. Dahlia is not in anyway like her parents and sisters in the academics department. She only just barely got out of high school and WOULD NOT go to college. Dahlia is a detective that made her way out to LA and worked in Farmington but bailed, seeing the writing on the wall with Vic Mackey and his strike team. She worked major crimes with Julio and Shasta but eventually felt the need for seasons so she's currently in Chicago working Intelligence. Dahlia is brash, sarcastic, a shameless flirt, and short tempered. Because of her temperament she makes risky impulse decisions, but is fueled by good intentions and almost naive sense of what justice should be. Dahlia is the antithesis of Shasta where you'll never see her in a dress or a skirt, you can't even get in a blazer unless work requires it. She's jeans, tshirts, and hoodies all the way. Dahlia currently has a restoration project of a classic muscle car. In her off time she's bent down under the hood working, grease and grime all over her face and a cigarette in her mouth. She's also a reader but it's modern mysteries.

Sunny Miyu Days

DOB December 13, 1978

Third in line and the "older" twin. Sunny has stayed close to home, when to a state school, trained at glynco and is a us marshall out of Lexington. Sunny is true to her name; lively, outgoing, friendly. She has big golden retriever energy. Sunny is also very nosy and that usually gets her into trouble because she can't leave well enough alone. Her dog with a bone nature is probably why she's so good at chasing fugitives. Her and Raylan Givens both kicking up dirt hasn't put either of them in the graces of the people in their hometown. Sunny dresses a little casual for work, jeans and a button down in a tacky print, but at home she's a cutoffs, tank top, and everyone be damned if you make her put on shoes lol. She watches a lot of tv, cooking shows especially since she's of the four the worst cook. Sunny is a bit of carpenter, she likes remodeling her house when the mood strikes her. And she's nursing a HUGE crush on her coworker, Rachel Brooks.

Ian Hibiki Days (married name; Barba)

DOB December 13, 1978

The youngest! She and Sunny are also mirror twins. If you look at the banner their freckles are the same but the opposite side. Sunny's dyed hair distinguishes them but also Ian is considerably shorter due to getting sick in her early teens that resulted in her stunted height. She's right as rain though, just now she's "the short twin." Ian is less outgoing than Sunny, but still friendly. Ian's described as empathetic, intuitive, kind, with a tendency to be analytical. She's also a Harvard graduate with linguistics and psychology. She's a detective in Manhattan with SVU. Her partner was Munch until he retired and then got partnered with Carisi. She did early in her story help out Chicago Intelligence where she was briefly close with Antonio Dawson.

Ian is loyal to an almost deadly fault. She will always put herself out to help someone else. And like her twin will keep at it till she sees the desired result. Ian is a good cook but absolutely hates cooking. You can usually find her somewhere "low-end" as opposed to the fancy places nyc has to offer. She's big on breakfast. Ian now and then likes to play videogames, but to Fin's disappointment, not fps. She's a swanky dresser like Shasta but has a much more masculine/tomboyish flair. Trousers, jeans, oxfords, boots, blazers and plaid that looks like it came off a couch from the 70s.

She has a saint bernard; Chevalier, whom she had before she met Barba and a cat; Caderousse that Barba tried really hard not to like but that's his cat now. She and Barba have two children; Yui Catalina and Inés Hanamaru (middles names are maternal and paternal grandmother's names respectively)

[nei-ning]

Another short dream. I was in a block building, weird shaped in a way. Like a... Pyramid more or less but it didn't "narrow" towards the top.

My ex-friend was with me and we needed to find a way out. Balconies were the best solution. At some point this friend of mine changes sides, starting to chase me. I had something what she wanted (a name if I don't remember wrong).

I escaped on balcony, hanging from it when I saw her in the room below me. I asked her why she wants it and she said something like she just wants it or something. I refused. It was too important to be given to her, or to anyone else.

On every balcony was water pipes which transported / brought water in each apartment (bath, drinking, toilet etc). She turned something on and these pipes opened, starting to flood half of the building / each balcony with water. Hanging from the balcony became harder since it was demanding more strength now to hold on not to fall. I was so high I would have died if letting go.

There's now tall older woman and I tell her I need help. She smiles the same way old Japanese women do in Ghibli movies. So sweet and tender! She nodded and said we need firefighters and their truck. I agreed but also said it would take too long and I can't hold on that long.

Then my own parents gone there with white van and I don't know how they get me down since I was almost at the top of the pyramid house but the did. After I was down, father went after my "attacker" while mom made sure I was okay (nothing like this has, or even wouldn't, happen in real life).

I was fine and my parents took me in this tiny second hand shop. I was wondering between buying white & pink sparks (heart shaped) or dark brown glitter with light caramel glitter mixed in it. These were fingernail decoration stuff. Hearts were 2,99€ and glitter 0,99€. Mom asked what's wrong and I said I don't want to buy both so I'm wondering which one I should take. My mother swings her hand with a "Ppffh!", saying: "Take them both! I'll pay." I tried to argue but she insisted. So I decided to take them.

At the end of the dream, while standing outside of this pyramid block, I hear male voice trying to say his character's line. One simple word in Japanese with low and serious voice. I first think it's Gan Ning or Grimmjow but the voice doesn't march them. It turns out to be Ichigo!

He tries to say: "Sodesuka / wakatta" or something like that. One word with dead serious, low deep voice. But he fails miserably :'D you can HEAR how this held back laugh snort escapes him right at the beginning, his voice shaking with held back laugh while being way too high. He just CAN'T stop smiling either! I find it amusing, hahaha :D Then I woke up.

[missymurphy1985]

Nobody's Perfect (part8)

Warnings - injury / surgery / smut

Also - I have zero medical training so if I've got something wrong, please let me know!!

Taglist @queenshelby @margoo0 @being-worthy @peakyscillian @ntmynouis @janelongxox @elenavampire21 @noctvrnalmoth @ysmmsy @cloudofdisney @lauren-raines-x @namelesslosers

You arrived at the hospital with Cillian's parents and a nurse ushered you into a private room. Sitting the three of you down, she took a deep breath, making you nervous.

"He had a seizure around an hour ago. He's been taken down for surgery again, we'll know more afterwards. It looks like a ruptured spleen, it could have been a stray fragment of glass or the sheer blunt force of the stabbing, we can't tell just yet. It's a significant bleed into his abdominal cavity, Mrs Murphy we need to perform a blood transfusion." His mum started to cry, his Dad holding her. You just felt sick.

"How long before he's out of surgery? Will he be okay?" You asked, shakily.

"We don't know yet. Once he's out of surgery we'll know more, but for now.. it could go either way. I'm so sorry..." You took the nurses hand and squeezed it, thanking her. You could see her welling up a little too.

It had been hours. How many, you didn't know but the sun was up before you knew any more. You were waiting in the hallway on the phone to your mum when the double doors behind you opened. You saw the trolley being pushed through, with nurses either side, and a body covered in wires and tubes. You choked when you saw his Peaky haircut under it all.

"Mum he's back from surgery.. I'll call you later okay? Love you.."

You desperately wanted to follow him into the room but you held back, instead going into where his mum and dad were waiting. It was then, you burst into tears. His Dad stood and wrapped his arms round you.

"Stop trying to be strong in front of us y/n..."

"This is all my fault... All of it..." His dad squeezed you tight and shook his head.

"I'll hear no more of that, understood?" He was stern, but still gentle with it. The doctor came into the room.

"He's okay for now. We've sedated him to allow his body to recover. His spleen ruptured and bled out into his abdominal cavity. Luckily we've managed to stop the bleeding and save his spleen. He's had a significant blood loss, so we've given him a transfusion. He'll be out of it for a few hours, but you're welcome to come see him." The three of you walked through the doors into his room and his mum was beside herself.

She took his hand, careful of the cannula, and held it. His dad squeezed his eldest son's shoulder. You stood at the foot of the bed, watching the love of your life lie still, wires in him, a mask over his face, machines beeping everywhere, a massive bandage around his middle.

"I'll call his sisters and brother.. let them know what happened?" You asked his mum, before his dad turned to you and shook his head. You felt useless, you needed to be doing something.

"No, I'll call them. You stay here with him. Talk to him - he can hear you."

"How do you know?"

"He's squeezed my hand a couple of times. He knows we're here. Just too tired to wake up yet."

He left the room to make the calls, and you took his hand, kissing his head lightly. His dad was right, he squeezed your hand a little.

"Hey you... You trying to scare me away again? No chance Murphy, I'm not going anywhere." Another gentle squeeze.

You knew he wouldn't wake up for a while, but you were happy to wait, just talking to him. Even the Peaky cast had sent video messages so you could play them to him.

You were dozing in the chair, exhausted from no sleep for what felt like days, when he woke up.

"Y/n...." You'd never woken up so quickly. Instantly you were by his side and you pressed the button for a nurse.

"Right here, I'm right here. It's okay.."

"Did I get hit by a truck?" He smiled. The nurse came in and removed the mask from his face. Checking over everything as you stood back. Once she'd finished, you took your phone out to call his parents. They'd headed home to feed the dogs and get some sleep. Hanging up, you kissed his lips gently.

"Stop trying to scare me away Murphy..."

"I'm getting out of here and you and I are going away. Somewhere just us, yeah?" You nodded, unable to form words. Your tears slipping down your cheeks as he brushed them away with his hand, his own eyes watering a little.

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He was in hospital for a week recovering, then another week at his mum's being fussed over and interviewed by police about the stabbing. You were now at his holiday home in Kerry, a full month after Silé's wedding, relaxing on the patio in the warm July sunshine. You'd arrived a week earlier, and had no plans to leave any time soon. Your family had even sent get well cards and gifts through the post for him, even though they hadn't even met him yet.

You got off the phone to Orla as Cillian came outside. Still limping a little but getting stronger every day. The sea air definitely helping.

"Liane's been charged. Attempted murder, Cill."

"She came very fucking close y/n."

You watched him sit in the lounger next to you and he took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers and leaning back.

"The press are going wild. They've found out everything - Liane having Mark's baby, the stabbing, and us. They're desperate for a statement, my agent keeps calling me."

"They can wait. I'm alive, that's all they need to know. The rest of it isn't important. Come here.." he pulled you to sit across his legs. You hesitated before you sat down but he nodded and you relaxed a little. You could feel his erection under your shorts and he pulled you closer to kiss him.

"How long has it been?"

"Long enough... You sure you're okay?"

"Shut up y/l/n and ride me..." You didn't need any further encouragement, and your shorts were off followed by his, discarded on the floor next to you. His hard cock, already leaking, sprung up against his stomach, the scar across it already healing well.

"No one can see us out here, right?" You asked, suddenly remembering your neighbours.

"I don't care if they can.." you lifted your body over his and sunk down on him easily - you'd been aching for him for a month, hesitant to initiate anything in case you hurt him, but he'd clearly been aching for you too, his hands on your hips moving you up and down his shaft.

"Fuck... I missed this...." He groaned, finding your lips with his before you leaned back and rocked against him slowly.

He found your clit with his thumb and rubbed circles over it, making you squirm against him and grind quicker. This wasn't going to last long, both of you knew it, he needed you to come and quickly. He brought your hand down to rub yourself as his hands rested on your waist again, rocking you faster against him. He wanted desperately to pound up into you but the discomfort in his stomach stopped him, allowing you to take the lead.

"I'm close..." You whimpered, a powerful orgasm building in your stomach, before throwing your head back and panting his name as you came over him.

"I'm gonna come... Y/n...." His release quickly followed, hot streams of cum flowing into you in bursts, leaking out onto his thighs. You rested your head on his, both catching your breath.

"When did you stop taking the pill?" He asked.

"Two weeks ago..."

"That did it, I've got a good feeling."

"Quite possibly Mr Murphy..."

"You sure you want this? It's not too soon?"

"I think we've gone well past the 'too soon' part of our relationship, don't you think?" You laughed.

"Very true. You're going to look incredible with my baby inside you..." His hands found your belly and he rubbed it gently, making your heart flutter.

"Love you..."

"Love you more."

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Six months later

"I'm sorry, Mr Murphy, the chances of you conceiving naturally are extremely low." The doctors words cut him like a knife. His head fell back and he unclasped your hand to run it over his face. You both knew there was a potential problem - after all, he'd be been trying for a baby with Liane for years without any success, so there was always the possibility he would struggle with you too. He didn't want to wait a year to find out, so he'd paid for a private sperm count test.

"We do have a few options here though," the doctor spoke again. Cillian looked to you, you nodded in return.

"Cill, it's okay. We prepared for this, didn't we?" You took his hand again and looked back at the doctor.

"We have IVF, as many rounds as you need. I have leaflets on how it'll all work right here." Cillian took the leaflets and shook the doctors hand, before walking out of the room. You apologised and thanked the doctor before chasing Cillian down the hall.

"Stop, for god's sake!" You shouted, making him pause and turn to you.

"It's one thing thinking there's a problem y/n, it's something else entirely to have it confirmed..." He leaned against the wall and looked at the IVF leaflets. "What if it doesn't work?"

"We have to at least try, don't we?" You took his face in your hands and pulled him in to kiss him. "We'll make a father out of you yet, Cillian Murphy."

[impulsivelycontentious]

Here is a love story for you.

Content warnings include assholes, references to people doing shitty things (but not to people they love), pregnancy and menses, alcohol consumption.

Today I woke up and my brain aligned creative. So here, have a love story, internet.

Once upon a time, there were two people who were very, very good at making poor decisions.

They were clever, and sharp. Foolish, and unwise. Full of prickles and edges. Warm and cold. Loyal and fair. Cruel and unkind.

They had already loved unwisely. More than once. They were difficult to like when one spent more than a few hours in their company. Their words were quick and honest, and their honesty was full of disappointment and lowered expectation and viciousness. They made foolish friends of those who could tolerate them, and those friends were not always good people. Neither were they.

These two were an unexpected mirror. An impossible twinning. They were more alike than not and there wasn't another either had ever found like themselves. They lived continents apart. They should never have met.

It isn't necessary for a man and a woman to be in a love story, but this one happens to have the one and the other. It’s a story that a woman tells about when she met a man, and however much of it is true is anyone’s guess.

Her friends had plans for her. There was a pregnant woman in another country, and time was ticking. They wanted to keep someone who would look after their children and do as they asked. Someone who would care for them, as care for people was just something she did. Just a few, mind. She would make an excellent nanny.

They planned to leave to be with the pregnant woman, but they had no desire to leave her behind. The child was going to come one way or another. Best have help with it.

They were seeing her when they met him.

And so when they met him, they were excited.

He spoke the way their friend spoke. His quick tongue lashed those he did not care for, and he cared for very few. He said the same sort of words she did. Moved the same way she did. Drank like she did. He was mean-spirited. He was delightful. He was what they needed.

And so, when they returned from traveling, they made plans.

They got her very drunk - an expensive task that did require planning and one which she did not object to - and set up a video call with their new friend.

They told her nothing and sat her in front of a computer, where she saw this man she did not know and immediately ducked behind one of the bottles she had been drinking.

It was empty. It hid nothing. She didn't notice.

But there are quirks in these two. They believed in fairness, you see. Equity of position. Perhaps what they considered fair may not always be what others agreed with - 'you started it so I may do as I please' is not, for example, something most would consider fair - but it was there.

And so he felt that he should not be speaking with a drunk woman sober. Partly because he felt he should also be allowed to drink, it is true. But the other part was that you do not meet new people drunk while you are sober. The advantage is wrong. And his heart had panged when she had ducked behind this bottle, being foolish and somehow sweet.

And so they drank, and they talked. They laughed. They quipped. They discussed how best to insult people and the uses of frozen mice from a pet shop in punishing those who offended. They talked of things past and foolish things to come. The night vanished, as did several more bottles.

And then his workday began, and she went to bed. He sobered up while he typed, and she vomited where she shouldn't and forgot about it.

They did not speak for two weeks.

He liked her. A lot. She never did know exactly what it was that he liked so much even when she would ask years later - though he said he knew when she laid out detailed plans involving letterboxes and things one should not put in them but could that he was romantically invested. It was love at first meeting. He would not push her, however. The story has not gone that far and he did not know it’s outcome. She might disappear if he did.

She did not know how to approach people and though she had enjoyed the conversation she was not at all sure of continuing it. She did not like people. New people especially. A good conversation does not guarantee anything about a person. And so she did not. It was simpler to continue as things were - she did not like change. Her friends asked them both about it and they each confessed they had done nothing to the friend’s great disappointment.

And so this pregnant woman took it upon herself to bring them together again. She invited her to a video call with him already present, and then dropped the call.

This was not appreciated. At all. She did not like people. But, she was there. He was there. This was not a situation she was entirely sure how to deal with and they had spoken well enough that she had no desire to be rude. They may as well speak.

So they did.

He was permitted to use chat and video (though not speak) during his work hours as his job only demanded that he met his goals and that he did regardless of all else.

Somehow there was always a new topic to address, a segway to a new thought that must be explored. So they spoke all day.

And then he called her when he got home. And she answered. There were unfinished topics to discuss.

She answered the next morning and afternoon too.

And then she called him the morning after.

So their days went. The call was left open. They spoke to each other as and when the mood struck, and it struck often. Between the actions of living, there were always words for each other. A thought, a concept. A memory.

They spoke about many things. Their pasts. Their futures. The things they knew and the things they did not. Games and academics, religion and philosophy, psychology and biology.

There was nothing beyond the scope of their words.

He had been speaking to her a week when he was told she hated smoking and would never date a smoker. He threw away a full pack. There wasn't even a last smoke.

The pregnant woman asked her to sing for her over the camera, and because she was pregnant, the young woman did sing. Only to find another person in the call who had not been invited and had not known what was going to happen. He had muted the call so he would not hear anything she had not consented to. Her voice wasn’t unpleasant but it was not special either and she would not sing just because she was asked.

She sang for him another time, though.

She knew the nature of his interest was romantic after that first week. Her friends did love to talk. She did not know the nature of her own interest, however. She knew only that she enjoyed his company.

When he proposed to her a month after they met, it was both a shock and not a shock. She knew. And yet, it was quite the leap to go from "I like you" to "marry me", and he had never told her he liked her. Indeed, he still had not.

She said she wouldn't be leaving her country so there was no point in asking. She did not say "no".

Understand that many people will not say no when they mean no. They will redirect the conversations to avoid confrontation. This woman was not one of them. This woman had already related the various ways she knew to let men down fast and hard with a laugh - because she had learned that letting a man down gently just made him more persistent and creepy, and so had taken it upon herself to see how quickly she could put an end to it. She had it down to one look, a laugh, and two words. She wasn't even especially pretty, but that didn't stop people. Maybe they thought not being pretty she would enjoy the attention. She did not.

Anyway, this was a woman to whom "no" was an easy word, rejection a simple thing. Had she meant it, she would have used it. She did not. She did not notice this. He did.

And so they continued their daily conversations and games. They laughed together, and he met the family she had warned him against. They met the man she talked to constantly. He was amused. They were not. This was as it should be.

A month later, he asked again. "Marry me?" And her response was the same. She had no desire to leave her home. She would not.

"I…" he began.

"Don't." She interrupted. So he didn't.

They talked about everything. The crimes they had been caught committing. The ones they hadn't. Their family's worst secrets, their own worst personality quirks and behaviors. The things about themselves that would not be changing and could be difficult to live with. The truth, bald and bare and open for inspection.

It was accepted. Why judge poorly when one had done no better at oneself? Past was prologue, future uninteresting. Now was acceptable.

She didn't know how she felt about him then. She knew she liked him. She knew she didn't mind that he asked her for things she wasn't willing to give. He made no demands. That was more than she had for most. Maybe that she did not mind should have told her something but it did not. Maybe that she had chased away everyone else who had tried to say the same words but two others who came before or asked the same question bar none should have told her something. But it did not, either.

Things continued as before.

So it came to a time she dreaded. Her relationship with her family was poor, but not nonexistent, and they required her aid. They would pay in alcohol and that was good. It had been nearly three months since their introduction, and for the first time, she would be out of contact for two days.

She helped her parents set up and run a social/activity camp on a farm. She had done so every year since they began. Her tolerance for alcohol was excessive and getting her favorite in a strength she liked far outside of her usual financial reach. And so she oversaw the packing of the truck, assemble tents, arranged artfully the lounging areas, corralled attendees, and later, she watched the children in the playground. The latter suited her well as she did not care for adults, but children were simple and manageable - one need only address them as adults and be fair and consistent. It worked for her.

It was a long weekend. She missed him incessantly. She lost patience with the drinking companion who insisted on trying to keep up quite quickly which was just as well as he needed to be taken to his tend and tucked in early too. He made poor life choices. Someone dislocated a finger fighting with swords. He made poor life choices too and had an abysmal grip. She considered exactly how she would relate these stories to him. Each thing that happened had her framing what she would say to him, words ready to be spoken. But he was not there. And she could not tell him.

She wondered if this was love, then. Was it? Wanting to speak with someone all the time. Be with them. Share all that was on her mind and hear all that was on his. Hear his opinion on the events and people that moved around her now. Would she also like to kiss him? Maybe. Maybe she would. It was not the first time she had considered it. But was that a passing impulse born of wondering if this was a romantic relationship? She didn't actually know. She wondered. And she missed him. She grew terrified of what would happen if she did not love him the way he loved her. She did not want to lose him. And yet she wouldn't offer him anything she couldn't give. That would be unnecessarily cruel. What would happen if he did say something more than the question she had avoided? What would she say in return? Wanting someone - even needing someone - is not the same as loving someone.

She didn't know.

But she hurried home at the end. She disassembled and cleaned and helped load the truck but then instead of traveling with it to unpack it at the other end she begged a ride from someone leaving much sooner who also had someone back home they wanted to see, too.

They laughed about their own silliness on their way back, but drove quickly. They spoke about the people they wanted to see. The driver married that someone eventually. But that wasn’t now.

He was waiting when she got home. He knew she would come as soon as she might. They talked of the weekend until he got home and they were both alone.

And then his voice changed, and she knew that what she feared was here. Because he was going to say something that changed things.

And he did. "I.." he began.

"Don't," She panicked.

This time though, they had been apart for two days and he knew this was what he wanted. He respected her and he did not want to push but he needed to tell her. He needed to know.

She knew. Of course she knew. He knew she knew. She knew he knew she knew. But when he said it she would need to say something. And what she would say she did not know. It would change things, whatever it was, and she did not like change.

He said it because for him, change had already come. "... Love you."

Oh.

That was… different. Knowing was different from hearing. It was pain in the center of her chest, and tears in her eyes. Her body reacted before her mind understood. It flowed through her confusion and out of her mouth.

"I love you, too." She said. It hurt. When it came out it hurt. It forced it's way out of her and she didn't even know if it was the truth then. But she couldn't have said anything else. It was impossible. There was no other thing she could do. Holding it in would have hurt more.

"Marry me?" He asked her.

She said yes.

It's been 14 years since then. They live together in a house they only have because of a person who did them a kindness, far from her country, with their school-aged child who is kind and loves people. They have few friends. The ones they had then ended up being unable to travel as they wished and lost their 'nanny' once the two of them were together and saw how the other was treated by their ‘friends' and would not stand for it. It was for the best for them.

It wasn't all set, back then. 14 years ago. He came to stay with her for a few weeks over a Christmas, wherein they discovered if her cat liked him, and if all was harmonious in the areas two cannot explore while they are far apart from each other. They found they were, indeed, very much to each other's liking - in fact much self-control was required not to find that out too soon, and in places wholly inappropriate.

Then she went to stay with him, and they found out if they could live together. They cooked back to back in a tiny kitchen, and played games each morning together before he went to work. They fit together in to the bed that was far too small for two people.

She spent 89 days there.

They filed the paperwork. And a Christmas later, they married. He declared his love in flowery terms. She said "you are mine," and meant it more than she knew and in ways he took a long time to understand.

Things have not always gone their way since. One cannot expect it will with the world as it is. Her health failed. She won't be living in to old age. He works a job he hates so he has health insurance that can keep her alive longer. It hurts his body and his heart.

But their arguments are few, and quiet. They are never cruel to each-other, even when they do argue. Words one cannot take back and may regret go unspoken. They do not remember mistakes in anger and do not keep score of favors done each other in unkindly felt moments. They are affectionate in their own ways - they are terribly embarrassing in public, in each other's arms and willing to kiss passionately, because he thrives on her affection and he is hers. So she will look after him.

They give each other alone time when needed, and trust that being alone is never a reflection of their relationship. Because she does not do well if she is around people all the time. Even him.

They do not get jealous and have their own separate friends and social lives. They possess each other's passwords and use them when the other forgets what on earth it is. This happens often.

They show each other the things they love, and coo over it with bright excited eyes. She lays on his lap on the sofa and they hold hands while they watch or read their own things. Near any request will be honored, and so they do not make them unless they must - or make very small ones as a small sign of affection. He has lied to her sometimes when he fears she might leave him if she realizes he is imperfect, and she lets him until she gets tired of it she tells him to stop and he remembers she knows everything anyway. She does not lie to him, except about expecting to retire together.

They conceived their child deliberately and accidentally. She was sick, so sick she vomited several times a day. She insisted she was not pregnant, but he still thought she was. He was so disappointed when she was right. And so he asked if a pregnancy would be such a terrible thing when she got better. She saw the sadness in him and said no, it wouldn't. They had always wanted children eventually. And so their child was conceived that week, much to the shock for this woman who had long known she should struggle with fertility. It had been three months since she had even bled. Life is like that sometimes. The pregnancy was awful. It was far worse than the illness had been and she lost a lot of weight. The child was healthy, though. And they love them.

They are kinder to others with each other. They will still say cruel true things, do cruel things, and enjoy it, but with more care to how well it is deserved. Fairness is a higher bar than it was 14 years ago. They are less angry, though still angry. Meet one alone and one might still wonder how on earth this person ever managed to be married - and happily in love, too - but meet the other and all is so very, very clear.

They shouldn't have met. But they did. And that is enough.

[booobeary123]

It’s Always Been Her For Him, But It’s Always Been You For Me// JEAN KIRSCHTEIN X FEM! READER X REINER BRAUNN

Modern AU!

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She knew it wouldn't have lasted, she can tell that he still has feelings for her but she loved him to much. Y/n L/n, she's in love with the horse face boy, Jean Kirschtein. The way he looks at her, the way he treated her, the way he talked about her to her and his friends, was nothing the way he did with her. The fact that it's her best friend, and she knows that her best friend doesn't like him. The girl I'm talking about is Mikasa Ackerman. Y/n boyfriend is in love with her best friend and she didn't feel the same.

And that day hit her like a pile of tow trucks. Y/n went to go surprise Jean for his birthday, and from that plan went down hill when she arrived at his house. His mom let her in, telling her that his best friend Marco is here and they both will be happy to see her.

As the h/c girl walks to the outside of her boyfriends room, she hears his confession. "I feel so awful! I been dating her for almost two years and I'm still in love with Mikasa." His voice booms on the other side of the door. "Just the way her hair flows, the way her eyes glow, the way she can take charge and just everything about her." One tear falls from the girls face. "I don't know how- I don't know how to break up with Y/n... I mean I do care for her but it's different, I don't know if it's more than Mikasa or less... I should tell her..”

"You should, you been leading her on for about two years." A voice that didn't sound like Marcos, which is in fact Reiners. "It's kinda of a dick move."

"Haven't you done it?" Marco questions it.

A huff escapes from the blondes lips, "for a few months, not two years. Look man, she's probably coming over later and you should tell her."

"We been telling you for the past year." Marco agrees with their other friend.

A soft knock is heard from Jean's door. "What is mo-" The three boy's face drops to see Y/n standing there in tears.

"Happy birthday." With that she drops the things she bought him and ran out the house. Jean stood frozen, he couldn't believe that she was there listening to that.

He grabs the two bags to see what were inside, his widen to see the new game system he's been wanting since it came out, along with a few games he also wants. "She's really in love with you, just like you are with Mikasa." Reiner states after seeing what she got him.

The first thing Y/n did when she got home was call her friend. When she came over, she brought over some f/f(favorite flavor) ice cream and the two of them watch her favorite movies. "Do you want me to beat his ass?" Her best friend bluntly states.

Y/n shakes her head, "If you do like him, Mikasa, it's okay."

A small giggle escapes her lips, "Even if I did, I wouldn't. For one, you know who I like. Two, you bought him the new game system that cost over four hundred bucks, along with some games, I deserve to beat his ass. It'll be my birthday present to him." A sigh escapes Y/n lips, "You don't deserve him, he didn't realize how much you love him."

"It doesn't matter now, now does it?" She questions her friend, stabbing at the ice cream with her spoon. "Am I heartbroken? Yes. But am I surprised? A little, but I'll get over it. It might take a few days...or weeks... or months... eventually I will." She places her best fake smile for Mikasa, so she doesn't have worry.

~time skip~

Y/n walks into her last class, and only class she shares with her ex boyfriend. Jean tried to speak to her but she has most of her classes with Mikasa, and she refuses to let him talk. And with the classes that Y/n doesn't share with Mikasa, she shares with Eren and he tried to get into a fight with Jean a few times when he walked into class trying to talk to you. But of course, this is the only class you didn't have with either of them.

Luckily, she has Historia and Ymir in her last class too. "We heard what happened..." the blond female asked.

"I'm okay." Y/n flashes a fake smile, a smile that Jean notices as he stares at her instead of listening to the teacher. His heartache after you left, he even told the two friends he had in his room.

Ymir lets out a laugh, "You're not. He admitted his feelings for your best friend yesterday."

"I mean..I'm still in love with him, but I- if he wants to chase after Mikasa when she clearly has feelings for Eren as everyone knows it, he can. If he's happy with it, then I'm happy. I just want him to be happy, even if it's not with me." She rants to her two friends.

"Class!" Their teacher shouts, causing everyone to get quiet.

After class, Mikasa, Eren, and Armin stand next to Y/n last room door. When she walks out, the four walk to their lockers. "You should switch classes-" Eren started off.

"-I'm not going to do that. I'm not going to loose this class because of him." Y/n stated, then sighs. "I know you guys are looking out for me."

This went on for months, "We can always tell your dad-" once again she cuts off Eren.

"That's not right, just because he's the principal doesn't mean I'll use the power of it." She states.

Mikasa sighs, "Why do you even still love him?"

"Why does he even still love you?" Y/n snaps back, giving shock to the trio. "Sorry.. I just... it's been hard to get over him. We been together for almost two years... I don't think I'll ever get over him."

As the tension rises of jealousy, Armin spoke up to cut it. "Are you going to the Christmas dance?"

The e/c girl shakes her head, "I don't think I am."

"Come on, lets go together." Mikasa offers, a sigh escapes the girls lips before agreeing. "Great." After school, Mikasa and her go to Y/n's house to get dressed. "I know that you don't want to go because you know who will be there, but I'm glad you are. It's been a while since the four of hung out."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't let Jean get to me to much. Tonight it won't happen." After those sentences, someone knocks at the door. This causes both her and Mikasa to quickly put shirts back on(since they were changing).

Both girls walk to the door, opening to see surprisingly Reiner with flowers and chocolates, blushing looking away from the two girls. "H-hey." He clears his throat. "Can I talk to Y/n?" A smirk appears on the the raven haired girl before walking into a different room.

"Reiner? Wha, what are you doing here?" A blush comes across her face as she looks at the flowers he brought. Her favorite, along with her favorite chocolate.

"I know that you're not really over Uh Jean, but would you like to go to the Christmas dance with me?" He asks, handing her the flowers and chocolates. Before she can answer, he spoke once more, "It's okay if you don't..."

"I'd like to." She cuts him off with a smile.

"I get that I'm his friend but- wait you said you will?" Y/n gave a nod, holding the smile on her face.

"Of course. Where are we going to meet?" She asks him.

"I'll stand outside the school, waiting at seven." He smiles widely, wrapping his arm around the small girl. "See you later." He pulls away then walks off to his car with a huge smile on his face. Even though he has admit he has done what Jean has done to Y/n, but it was because he's in love with her. Reiner Braunn is in love with Y/n L/n. And he hoping to change her mind of his friend and have her fall in love with him.

Once y/n closes the door, a blush and smile is stuck on her phone. "Does someone have a date to the dance tonight?" Mikasa asks as she notices the smile on her face. 

She giggles, "Yeah..." she spoke in a loving tone, something she hasn't done in months. Y/n always had a liking in Reiner but hasn't really spoke to him only when he was with Jean. "Let's watch a movie? We have about five hours-"

Mikasa shakes her head, "I have two hours, Eren and Armin are going an hour after it opens." Y/n gave her sad eyes, trying to have her stay for the five hours. "Your puppy eyes won't work on me like the other two. I'll see you later. Maybe you'll kiss Reiner, I heard there's a lot of mistletoes." Mikasa winks before walking out the door.

A groan escapes the only person in the house, "What to do..." she whispers to herself before going to her room and turning on Netflix. As she watch a her favorite show, she started to drift off the sleep, so she quickly set an alarm in two hours before knocking out.

Once she woke up, she felt pain through out her stomach. Y/n quickly ran to the bathroom, only find it was her time of the month. Tears fall down her cheeks as the pain was so bad, she takes some aleve to light up the pain.

After she got dressed into her (color) dress and black wedge, the pain stayed as it's only a few minutes before she has to leave to meet up with Reiner. "I need to tell him I can't go.." she mumbles to herself. Y/n takes out her phone and clicks on his name, calling him.

"Y/n, are you on your way?" His voice sounds excited.

As tears falls from her face she spoke, "I-I'm Sorry." She stutters our.

"What's wrong?" He asks in a concerned tone.

She shakes her head, "N-no. My st-stomach hurts so much. I don't th-think I can make it. I'm s-so sorry."

“It’s okay, I’ll swing by-” Y/n cuts him off.

“-You don’t have too. I’ll see you Monday.” She sniffs before hanging up. The e/c girl climbs onto the bed, curling up into a ball of pain and tears. Still with her (color) dress on and heels.

After thirty minutes her door opens, “Dad please not now.” She mumbles, pressing her head against the pillow with pain going through her stomach.

“It’s uh, not your dad.” A familiar voice spoke.

She lifts her head to see her date. “Reiner? Why are you here?” She spoke with glossy eyes.

He chuckles before sitting next to her, “Well, since your stomach hurts, and as you always say that for your period, I wanted to make sure your okay. Here,” he hands her some of her favorite chocolates and candy.

A blush runs across her face, “Reiner, you didn’t-”

His finger goes to her lips, “I wanted to-I wanted to tell you at the dance. But since you couldn’t make, I’ll tell you now before you find someone else.” A confused look runs across the girls face after he removes his finger. “I’ve liked you for a while. Well, more like love you for a while. Before you were dating Jean.”

“But the other girls- the girls you used-” His places his finger on your lips once more.

“When Jean dated you, and kept tell Marco and I how much he loves Mikasa made my blood boil. But I also did that when I was dating those girls, I kept talking about how much I love you to Bert but you were dating Jean.” He sighs as the blush goes to his cheeks, “I really wanted us to be under the mistletoe tonight so I had a reason to kiss you.”

As it’s a very emotion roller coaster for y/n, her response was to cry. His eyes widen trying to figure out what to do to fix this, apologizing. “Don’t apologize, I’m just emotional right now.” She wipes her tears away before grabbing Reiner hands. “Well, um, I kinda painted the ceiling above me with a mistletoe when I was dating Jean so we could always make out for a reason.” She points above him, with a blush on her face. “There’s a mistletoe.” His head tilted up, to in fact see a painted mistletoe, not a very great painting but it was the thought that counts. “I wanted to take it off because of the memories every night, but you can help me make new ones.” Blush burns into both the their faces.

“You sure?” Reiner asks as his face is red, but luckily is dark enough to not be able to see it.

“Yeah.” Y/n smiles as does he. “I’m guessing that you’re going to help me get over him?”

“I hope so, but this will sound harsh, but you need to understand that it will always be her for him, but it’s always been you for me.” With that he captures her lips in his with his hand holding her cheek and other holding her back.

She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She loves the way their lips move together, like nice and soft clouds. Reiner slowly places her back on the bed, with him hovering above her, without breaking the kiss. The more they kiss, the less clothes they kept. “I’m so in love with you.” He mumbles against her lips.

“Good. I may be in love with you.” She says back, bring their lips back together.

[jd-arts319]

Embers of the Phoenix

Chapter 2:burning wheels 

After the night-Daybreak

Emberblade p.o.v

After what happend that night,I send a message to him,needing to meet up with him soon & talk about last night,however it seems going be hard in this matter hour,I send a message to him that I might be little late to awhile since I'm trapped in a traffic jam.

Hmm,I wonder what he was doing now?,I hope he didn't get into trouble after what happend last night,but I do wonder what he was doing,was he looking for a track for the all spark? Or to send out the message that he finally found what we looking for?

I hope for the latter….oh!the lights turn green!,well can't be late now! I hope I don't keep him waiting too long….

Bumblebee p.o.v 

[I wonder where she had been?],I beeped to myself,I sighed once more since now I had a ping from her,she gonna be late for awhile because of traffic jam!,well I can always play some games I download newly,so maybe that can keep me busy,is a good thing I choose the junkyard…?

I start playing the game I choose as I think about Emberblade,I piss the game & reminces when I first met her,it was vivid but I remember her when she came to my nursery with someone else before & took care of me….

Who knew I would meet her soon?!,but on Earth?! I have so many questions how she got here,well...she did answers some of my other questions easefully but some of the ones I need to know must be hard since,her's was foggy….

But there is one thing i'm able to know about her is from the others,she was descirbe, laid-back,smart,kind,cool but sometimes annoying, irritating & pest,but their who have said her like that tolerate her,but what stunned me the most was optimus…..

I remember ratchet & ironhide told me once that optimus had fell deeply in love with a unique femme,at first I thought it was either elita, causeway,or Lauren,but I was shocked when he said the lady who ahd visited me back then….

Emberblade…

It was a very beautiful name for a tough femme,the way he talked almost the same as the others but the tone of his voice was different & his expression,he had look of strong fondness & adoration the same way as…

The same as Emberblade's,the same look & tone when she talks about optimus,well….who knew? If optimus know this I think he will be happy,but I don't know about her….she thinks optimus liked or already in a relationship with one of the three femmes she knew…

Well time will tell for the while…

I heard a honk from my right & saw she was here already,I drove up to her & beeped,[took you long enough…],she then said"my apologies,traffic is a bit suffocating when it was time to work for the day starts..",she then transforms as do I.

We both talks about what happend last night,we both sat down & start getting comfortable,then she asked"what we're you doing last night on the abandon construction site?",I then asnwered"[sending a signal…??]",she then response"to the other Autobots?",I nodded,& nudge her slightly in understanding,she then ask"did you find the coordinates of the all spark?",I nodded "yes",I told her that the coordinates of the all spark was imprine on some object & I told her it leads to the witwicky residents.

She then said"witwicky?..odd…",we both noticed it was almost night & she said"how about we rest here & then you can go back in the morning then?",well I do feel getting tired so I agrred,we both transform & took a recharge,for some reason I feel something is about to happen.

Next morning…

When the sun rose from dawn,both Emberblade & bumblebee got out of recharge, the two decided to prepare to leave soon as possible before any humans found them,so around early of the morning,both transform & quitely left the junkyard.

Afterwards both said their farewells & left on their own way with promise messaging each other now & then,bumblebee soon got back to the house but then Sam saw him & soon starts getting out of the house & runs away by riding his mother's bike, bumblebee seeing this,he immediately chase after him out in panic & messages Emberblade about Sam.

Emberblade hearing the message,immediately made another on the road,following the coordinates of bumblebee,she soon arrives on the road where bumblebee was & then saw a police car with a fimiliar wording"to punish & to enslave".

,"shit!!! Is barricade!!! & He's heading toward where's bumblebee's human driver was!!!!!", I commed bumblebee about barricade,as soon as bumblebee heard her message,he immediately drove faster.

Emberblade followed barricade,she soon followed his tracks & starts gunning at hm,barricade soon saw her on his rear mirror,& growled he starts shooting behind at her

Emberblade soon drive backwards.

Later that night….

After what happend,she commed bumblebee, unfortunately she commed at the wrong time.

Meanwhile….

When the whole team are done introducing themesleves,bee's comm's beeped

Sam,mikaela & the other's looked at him questionly,he snickered & radioed"what's up bitch?",the bots looked at incredously.

When…"very funny bee…",a soft beautiful voice rang out,all of the bots are stunned & jazz said"I recognized that voice!!!!...",then ironhide said"could it be…!?!?",then a soft,gentle deep,voice of optimus said the name of femme he longing for…"Emberblade…..",the voice on the other side of the comm was quite for a minute & said in a quivering yet joyful voice"orion?!,is that you!?".

Optimus prime p.o.v

I couldn't believe it,it was her!!!!,I thought I lost her…

We are currently driving into sam's house as we speak but i couldn't stop thinking it…

The femme I love & yearning for was alive….this whole time….

I remember,when jazz told me that the council asked for Emberblade & needed her help,& then... some cycles ago,some of the survivors of the one that Emberblade saved said something that forever will hunt me for orns….

Agate,a female wrecker told me that she ends up chasing at the all spark,& when they try to track her signal…..it disappeared,as if…..she vanish to thin air….

I was numb….i was deviatsated,the femme who I grew fond of & to love,was gone….

But I couldn't let it get to me,because I know she didn't want to see me like this,so I remain strong,hoping that's one day….i would see her again..

& When that day came,I was relieve...I knew she was alive...she was okay…

We soon arrives at our destination & we transformed,while Sam was talking to his sire,I saw a glimpse of fimiliar,navy/dark blue truck with blue flames,then we couldn't wait any longer we got into his home,she too transformed & she saw me & gave me that beautiful smile of hers,she just stayed outside.

Then the power went out,I saw ratchet may have damaged the power cables,I heard her snickered,then we heard Sam about not destroy anything else & we transformed back to our vehicle mode,she did too.

That's when some black SUV's came,she along with us immediately backs away & when the "sector 7"took them,we followed Emberblade came driving besides me & when we got to side of where the bridge was,we all transform.

We notice that we arrive ahead of them,so ratchet asked"optimus what are we gonna do? How do we stop them?",I was thinking how but when I finally got an idea how, Emberblade says"they're almost here!!!!",we saw the arriving suv's.

Soon I put my plan in action & jumped infront of the unsuspecting vans & stopped where Sam & his mate was,I was upset & tore off the hood,soon I demanded them to get out of the car,even telling them taking the two was a bad move.

After relieving their weapons we interigorated them.

Jazz p.o.v

While optimus interigorated them,I looked at the truck femme,I admit she was a beauty,smooth face,bright teal optics,& plump lips,her optics shines like a gem!!! Dang, guess why now optimus fell for her,let's not forget her exotic body of hers~~~

Well I shouldn't oggling on her,she already got the leader pinning on her anyway…

Oh well...buuuut I could always play matchmaker after this!!!!

3rd p.o.v

Before it could go any further,helicopters starts coming in & soon all of them transform immediately & starts driving aways but before that optimus told them what to do while he starts running away.

Emberblade followed suit after,both soon got into another bridge both hide underneath,however soon mikaela slips & Sam catches her,but the two fell, Ember saw this & catches them but she too fell, unfortunately bumblebee came & there the helicopter s soon surrounded them along with the other humans,using the hooks while being sprayed by a gas.

Optimus could only watch as the two beings he clearly care for the most was being taken away, Ember was struggling who she called out for bumblebee,after they are gone.

He gets down & felt his spark gone numb,he clench his servos into a fist as the other bots soon transform,he saw the glasses & took it.

Soon afterwards,daybreak came & all of them stood infront of a white building as they talked about what happens last night.

At hover dam….

All Ember could remember was lights,smokes,bumblebee being hooked &....dark

She onlined her optics soon after she noticed she was in a room,she looked around & saw she was chained up.

When she tries to budge them off,someone came in & soon she realize it was Simmons,he was talking something about managing capturing them & what not,she recognize him before..she remembers about edmund mentioning an accquintance of his before.

He soon leaves the room with another elder human,while she was left alone, however the elder human soon notice she was awake,but kept his mouth shut but he did sign to her something.

I know edmund,he mentioned about you,don't sorry we'll get you out soon enough

Emberblade could only hope because not only the all spark is here…..

Megatron was here too…

______________________

Transformers @hasbro & paramount

Emberblade & Agate @me

Next chapt will be come up soon

[dukereviewsmovies]

Duke's Monsterween: Friday The 13th

Hello, I'm Andrew Leduc And Welcome Back To Duke's Monsterween...

Where Today We're Starting A New Franchise With Friday The 13th...

No Introduction Today, Let's Watch Friday The 13th...

The Film Starts At Camp Crystal Lake In 1958, Where 2 Teenage Camp Councillors Go Up To The Barn After A Campfire Song To Attempt To Have Sex Only To Be Confronted By An Unseen Person Who Stabs The 2 Of Them Before The Opening Credits Roll...

Years Later, A Teen Named Annie Phillips Asks For Directions To Camp Crystal Lake, With A Truck Driver Named Enos Knows The Way And Offers Her A Lift But Not Before Running Into Crazy Ralph Who Tells Her...

While Driving, Enos Tells Her About The Incidents That Have Happened At Camp Crystal Lake (Which Includes A Young Boy Drowning, The 2 Councillors From Earlier, A Bunch Of Fires And An Incident Of Water Poisoning) And Says That If She Was Wise, She'd Quit Now...

But With Annie Having No Intention Of Quitting, Enos Instead Drops Her Off At The Cemetery...

What The Hell, She'll Be There Soon Anyway...

Meanwhile, 3 More Teens Named Ned Rubenstein, Marcie Stanler And Jack Burrell...

You Know, The Actor Who Plays Jack Looks Familiar, So Familiar In Fact It's Bugging Me...

I'm Never Going To Get This Out Of My Head Until I Figure It Out, I Need To Go For A Drive...

(End At 2:55)

Now I Know Who That Is...That's Kevin Bacon!...

Yeah, I Knew That Was Kevin Bacon All Along And That Was Just A Scene From Footloose But I Had You Fooled For A Minute Though Didn't I?

Anyway, Marcie, Jack And Ned Arrive At Camp Crystal Lake And Meet The New Owner, Steve Christie Who's There With Another Councillor Alice Hardy As He Puts The 4 Of Them To Work To Spruce Up Camp Crystal Lake So They Can Open It...

As They Work We Meet 2 Other Councilors, Bill Brown And Brenda Jones (Who To Me Looks Like 80's Carrie Fisher) Who Are Also Working On The Camp While Steve Goes Into Town To Stock Up On Supplies...

Back On The Road, Annie Gets A Ride To Camp By An Unseen Person, But When They Pass The Entrance To The Camp, Annie Jumps Out Of The Car...

(Start At 0:40, End At 2:10)

With Some Of The Councilors Going For A Swim While The Others Work On The Rafts, Marcie Notice That Ned Is Drowning Which Leads Jack And Brenda To Go Rescue Him But When Brenda Attempts To Do CPR, Ned Wakes Up And Kisses Brenda Revealing That He Was Faking..

Later In The Day, Alice Gets Dinner Ready Only To Discover There's A Snake In The Drawer...

Well, I Guess A Snake In A Drawer Is Better Than A Snake In Your Boot...

Either Way, Jack Kills It As Ned Is Playing AroundOnly For The Camp To Get A Visit From An Officer Who's Looking For Crazy Ralph But Having Not Seen Him Around, The Officer Leaves...

Only For Annie To Discover Him A Few Minutes Later...

As Ned And Marcie Walk Along The Lake, Ned Goes The Other Way Only To Notice Someone In Brown Slacks And A Brown Plaid Shirt Standing Outside Of Ned And Marcie's Cabin...

With Ned Going In, Jack And Marcie Hear Thunder And Lightning And Decide To Go Into Ned And Marcie's Cabin Where They Have Sex In The Bunk Bed Not Noticing That Above Them Is Ned Who Is Dead...

With Marcie Going To The Bathroom Afterwards, Jack Goes To Have A Cigarette Only To Be Killed By The Killer Who's Underneath The Bed...

Meanwhile In The Bathroom, Marcie Hears A Noise (Believing It To Be Jack) But When She Attempts To Leave The Bathroom After Talking To Herself In The Mirror, She Hears A Noise From The Shower Room...

(End At 0:41)

Back In Alice's Cabin, Brenda Gets Bored And Decides To Play A Game Of Strip Monopoly But Just As The Game Starts To Get Good...

At Least For Me, I Was Kinda Hoping Brenda's Boobs Would Be Better Than Marcie's...

Brenda Realizes She Forgot To Shut The Windows In Her Cabin And Decides To Call It A Night...

But When She Attempts To Go To Bed, She Hears A Child Like Voice And Decides To Look Where It's Coming From With The Outdoor Lights, Revealing To Brenda That She's In The Archery Range, Brenda Is Trapped By The Killer Who Kills Her Off Screen...

Hey, I Agree This Death Kinda Sucks, I Mean I Had A Joke Planned Where It Was Revealed That Malcolm Merlyn From Arrow Killed Brenda...

As Bill Returns After A Jaunt Outside, Alice Tells Him That He Heard Screaming Which Sounded Like Brenda, Looking In Brenda's Cabin They Discover The Axe That Killed Marcie...

Finding No One Around They Believe It To Be Some Kind Of Prank, But When They Get To Steve's Office, They Discover That The Phone Lines Have Been Cut...

They Attempt To Take Jack's Car Into Town But It Won't Start Which Leaves Them Very Little Choice But To Wait For Steve To Return...

But, Steve's Not Coming Back As After He Got Dinner At The Diner In Town, He Was Killed By An Unknown Person That He Recognized At The Gates Of The Camp...

With The Killer Going After The Power, Bill Goes To Turn On The Power As Alice Stays In The Cabin, But Becoming Concerned After A While Alice Decides To Go Out Only To Discover Bill Dead, Pinned To Her Door By Several Arrows...

As Alice Runs Inside, Screaming As She Barricades The Door, Brenda' s Corpse Is Thrown Through The Window A Few Minutes Later...

Hearing A Car, Alice Heads Out, Hoping It's Steve But Instead She Finds...Betsy Palmer?...

(End At 0:49)

As They Look At The Horror That Is Brenda's Dead Body, Mrs Voorhees Stars Criticizing Steve For Opening The Camp As She Tells Alice The Story Of How Her Son, Jason Drowned At The Camp In 1957...

Saying That She Was The Camp's Cook And How Jason Drowned In The Lake After The 2 Councillors Left To Go Have Sex...

Well, It's No Wonder As One Of The Councilors Was Freddy Kruger (Who We'll Be Looking At Next Week So, Stay Tuned)

Revealing That Today Is Jason's Birthday, Mrs. Voorhees Is Revealed To Be The Killer As She Pulls Out A Hunting Knife To Attack Alice, Which Leads To A Lengthy Chase Between Mrs. Voorhees And Alice Which Ends At The Lake...

(Start At 1:03, End At 1:25)

Taking A Boat Out On The Lake, Alice Waits For Police To Arrive But As The Police Arrive, Alice Is Attacked By Jason, Who Pulls Her Under...

But Our Shock That Whole Sequence With Jason Was Just A Dream Despite Alice Believing That It Was Real...

But Anyway, That Was Friday The 13th And It Was Pretty Good...

While I Originally Hated The Film For Not Having Jason In It, I've Kind Of Gotten Used To It Over The Years, I Like Mrs. Voorhees Though I Still Prefer Jason...

Either Way, I Say See It...

Till Next Time, This Is Duke, Signing Off...