#so yeah. no more dad and no more little sister

[fee224]

Catching up to your friends

Rafe Cameron x topper thortons baby sister reader

Warnings: manipulation, sex, underage sex. (Not proofread!!). Perspective is spoke in a young and naive perspective on purpose!!

MASTERLIST

You slammed the door of your big brothers forest green jeep as he pulled up to the Cameron residents. Soon you were promised a matching white jeep for you’re sixteenth birthday. Topper was seventeen and so was rafe.

Rafe seemed older but you always put that down to how big he was, being in the gym almost half of his life and his miserable undertone that disappeared when he noticed you staring at him from across the table at Sunday brunch, or midsummers.

“Look I don’t give a shit, You’re a Little snitch and you’ll tell mom and dad I left you and they’ll give me shit” topper rubbed his forehead and I rolled my eyes as he lead me through the door.

“Topper I’m not a baby! Im fifteen. I don’t need babysitting from you or…” the one boy you want to see you as a woman. You constantly worked your baby status in the family in your favour but that might be your worst nightmare if rafe saw you that way “any of your friends!”

“Hey I’m not any of his friends, am I?” Rafe startled you as you kicked off your shoes at the front door. Walking bare foot, admiring your mani pedi, into the kitchen where rafes back faced you making a drink.

“Yes you are” topper coughed as he stole the drink off the counter “nerves” he winked at rafe as he downs what looks like raw whiskey. Topper never told you where he was going but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

You wandered over to his living room making yourself comfortable. A door slams and a few seconds later rafe is plopped down on the couch next to you.

You gulp, attempting to ignore his presence until “you know I’m fifteen, I don’t need babysitting. I do babysitting, this whole arrangement is ridiculous” you roll your eyes and pout with crossed arms.

“Yeah I can fucking see you aren’t a baby y/n” he shakes his head, focussed on his phone, texting someone.

“You gotta girlfriend?” You blurt out and his head spins towards you.

“No” he exhales dropping his phone down on the couch “you gotta boyfriend?” You shake your head with a small smile you’re trying to hide.

“Why not, you’re a pretty girl” he states and you look away to conceal your blush trying to not think about his words. He didn’t mean anything by it, it was a fact more than an opinion, nothing personal.

“Just don’t…… most of my friends do” you admit turning back to him and resting your cheek on the back of the couch. “Everyone’s loosing their virginity to them and I-“ you pause helplessly.

“You’re fifteen…. You’re way too young for that shit”

You raise your eyebrows amused “and what age did you loose your virginity, saint” it rolls off your tongue like an insult.

Thirteen.

“Fair point” he nodded “you’re still too young”

“No! I’m not….” You roll your eyes.

“You want to have sex?” He raised his eyebrows kicking his feet on the plush footrest as if your dangling virginity was amusing.

“Sure why not” you giggled as a joke.

“With what boy? They’re all…. dumb and cocky at your age” he was staring at you as if this conversation should be happening. As if it was about homework.

“I never said a boy my age” you roll your eyes and purposely don’t make eye contact.

“What does that mean” he scoffed shaking his head, as you gulped. Your smile was long gone and now all you could feel was sick to your stomach with nerves.

“Whatever you think it means” you quickly glance at him and then enter into a staring match with his dark oak coffee table.

“I don’t think it means what I think it does” his thumb was toying with his bottom lip. His soft bottom lip that he probably had kissed a lot of girls with.

“We’ll just because I’m two years younger doesn’t mean our brains are on other sides of the universe” you folded your arms, assuming again, making a fool of yourself again.

“I think it means you want to fuck me” he stated confidently and correct. Your mouth gaped staring at him weakly.

“You can’t just say that!”

“Why not!”

“Because I have feelings, and your toying with them!”

“Toying with them because I want to fuck you back?”

“Fuck off rafe, you don’t get to fuck me, and then ditch, and then brag, and be you in your full dick form afterwards” you rambled with a small tear running down your hot cheeks.

“Y/n” he palmed his forehead “just stop with the thinking” he kneeled forward in-front of you, touching your bare thighs with caution as you watched him with wide wild eyes. “Shh, if not going to ditch, kay?”

You gulped. What the fuck.

Rafe Cameron. The boy you’ve liked since forever. Your brothers best friend. The older boy. The in front of you boy who was offering to take your virginity.

“I guess I know you” you bit down “and your not dumb and cocky” you squinted your eyes, a beg for reassurance that he wasn’t.

He nodded agreeing solemnly “like boys your age” he grinned beneath you, his hands inching closer up your thigh.

“And I guess I like you a little” you giggled brushing a hair behind your ear.

“Definitely like you a lot back” he winked. His movements were calm and his words rolled off his tongue with no thought but his breath was shaky, matching yours.

“You do?” You smiled cheesily inching forward.

The moment you did, years of anticipation exploded into a kiss. He picked you up of the living room chair, his hands sliding from your thighs to your ass and scooping you up. His lips hungrily attacking yours and left you in a dizzy haze as you softly kissed him back. Rocking against his hips as he took the steps two at a time.

“You walked past Sarah’s familiar room and then wheezies, not veering this far down the hallway since you were young as his door was kicked open and slammed shut you gasped as he pulled away to place you on the bed, contrasting to give you his gentle side, and the furniture a more normal rafe.

He was in between your legs kissing your neck as you hummed softly, gasping as he gave you purple bruising hickeys. Damaging your heart with every swirl more than anything he could ever do your body.

His massive muscled arms were wrapped around your body holding you still as you shook with temptation and nerves.

“I’ve never showed anyone my body, I- I’m the only person who’s ever seen you know my…. Body” your voice slowly drifted into a lull as you kept talking, feeling dumb. His head was lifted to look at you and give your words attention.

“You trust me right” his head tilted softly. You nodded making eye contact from underneath him. “Kay, then don’t be embarrassed with me, or shy.” His tone was kind and his volume was low. It was seeming more appealing being connected to this boy. Physically intertwined.

You lifted up, as he backed up. You sat across from each other on the bed as your head bowed and reached for the buttons of your top, fumbling but managing. Revealing your rose budded, perky small breasts as he gulped trying to maintain eye contact, any other girl, he wouldn’t remember her face while being inside of her, but you, how you were feeling and making you comfortable was all he could think of. His eyes darted between you to your chest. He practically dived into you, laying you on your back as he kissed everywhere urgently. “So fucking pretty, fucking beautiful” was the only sound filling your ears, blocking out the sounds of your own embarrassingly loud pleasure.

“Rafe when are you going to do it” you muttered, clawing at his neck. His shirt was off and he had scratches on his back you were trying to ignore.

“You want it now pretty girl?” He whispered into your ear, unbuttoning your denim shorts, the feeling made you tingle and squeeze your eyes shut fully.

“Now” you whispered in confirmation as he pulled them down cautiously, bringing your polka dot underwear down with them. Leaving them on the end of the bed.

You watched intensely as his pants came off, followed by his underwear. A thick cock sprang out, hitting of his toned stomach and all you could do was gulp at the sight, praying you wouldn’t break in half. He reached into his drawer as the pair of you looked each other in the eye, smiling soothingly.

His hands were pressed into your hips as he finished you off in one deep thrust. Not moving till your face went back to normal from the current distortion.

“S’okay, take your time, can I put anymore in yet” his thumb was rubbing gently on your hips as you opened your eyes and stared at him.

“There’s more” you panted, before collapsing back into the pillow. “Okay, b-be slow ra…” your eyes rolled to the back of your head as more of him filled you.

He thrusted in and out intensely, he was vocal as you suppressed shudders. “You feel so fucking good around me”

You felt like you were entering another universe, seeing a purple orange haze. Giggling softly as you felt your body shake and almost levitate of the bed.

“Ride it out Baby, just feel it” he was still caressing you as you blinked away tears. Ultimate heaven. If a unicorn flew over this bed, which was actually a magic carpet, you wouldn’t be surprised.This was so epically strange. You wanted rafe to ask you to do it again, but when he got off the bed and came back with a wet towel, it was all over, all too soon. Holy macaroni.

- fee xxx

[tgmsunmontue]

Season to Taste - 34/42? WIP

Explicit Hangster - Celebrity Chef Bradley and Naval Aviator Jake Seresin who have a relationship spanning the globe before they realize how tightly bound they are to one another. Heading into this little world.

PROLOGUE/ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN (interlude) ELEVEN TWELVE THIRTEEN FORTEEN FIFTEEN SIXTEEN SEVENTEEN EIGHTEEN NINETEEN TWENTY (interlude) TWENTYONE TWENTYTWO TWENTYTHREE TWENTYFOUR TWENTYFIVE TWENTYSIX TWENTYSEVEN TWENTYEIGHT TWENTYNINE THIRTY (interlude) THIRTYONE THIRTYTWO THRTYTHREE

Family tree if you need/want it.

CHAPTER THIRTYFOUR

                When he opens Tartaruga Violet he asks Leandro and Silvia to come and oversee Tartaruga Blu while he’s gone. It’s the only solution that feel right, and he knows he’s being  a little bit of a control freak but it’s also hisreputation that is on the line. Fortunately Leandro understands that better than anyone, and having drilled Bradley to his own exacting standards he’s one of the few people he trusts explicitly. There are a few others he’s worked with, his sous chefs after months of him watching, but still. Doubling the number of restaurants is stressful and he’s glad the Jake is deployed and away from the worst of him. Not that he thinks Jake would care but a little part of him is anxious about it.

                Coupled with all that, Leandro and Silvia sit him down and insist on going through their last will and testament. They’re leaving him the restaurant, and they’ve already spoken to everyone else in the family. It was a unanimous decision. He knows he’s a fully grown adult but facing the idea that he will one day lose more people close to him makes him feel sick, is glad that Leandro and Silvia are both whole and healthy.

…            …            …

                It’s an absolute flurry of activity after Vi drops the bombshell. Jake calls his sisters, and those that can head over. There’s an immediate Facetime call; he’s used to talking to Leandro and Silvia in his almost fluent Italian, Leo there to translate any words he stumbles over. His entire family stares at him though, like he’s sprouted an additional head and he pulls a face at them while Leandro and his dad just look at each other. His dad’s Italian isn’t the greatest, not used as often as Jake uses his. He expects that’s going to change soon enough though. Leandro just slips into English and Jake watches as his dad just blinks in surprise.

                Then Leo is starting a second video call, because he can see Silvia getting impatient in the background. Her English is more heavily accented, makes her self-conscious which Jake secretly thinks is ridiculous because she definitely speaks better English than any of his sisters speak Italian. Leo however takes on the translation duties, although Vi soon takes over and Leo is there, wrapping his arms around Jake’s waist, hooking his chin over his shoulder and just holding him.

                “Pretty fucking wild huh?”

                “Yeah. She didn’t give you a heads up?”

                “No she fucking didn’t. Probably thought I’d spill the beans.”

                Jake snorts, because that does track. If it’s good news Leo can barely contain it, starts thrumming with nervous energy before he just blurts it out. He’ll never be able to surprise Jake, which is kind of reassuring, he’s okay with his life being a little predictable. Leo disappears to the kitchen to talk with his mom, and probably bake something. He has a way with her that Jake envies but is so grateful for at the same time. Then they’re talking plane tickets and Leo is offering his house for them all to stay and he is never going to give Leo shit about his decision to buy the big-ass house ever again. He’d thought six bedrooms was overkill, but it’s going to be bursting at the seams.

                Silvia and Leandro already have flights booked, waving away Jake’s protests that they won’t be there to see them for very long. Apparently they don’t need to spend time with Jake and Leo, they want to meet everyone else. Leandro is bringing his sister Rosa, Vi’s mom, and his brother Guilliano. They’re all of a similar age to his own mom and dad, and then there are all of the other Gallo family members and Jake has never thought of his family as small before, not when he’s always had five older sisters. But now… he’s sitting beside Vi and hearing a whole lot of stories for a second time but this time Vi is showing photos and saying things like this is your third cousin, adding commentary or funny anecdotes and he catches his sisters that have made it all looking seemingly shell-shocked. Both their parents are only children, they’ve never had any cousins before. And now they have… dozens.

…            …            …

                Bradley hadn’t ever thought he’d officially be part of Leandro and Silvia’s family. It hasn’t mattered, he’s felt like part of their family for well over a decade, but now he has Leandro clasping him in a tight hug and thanking him and Vi for finding the long-lost branch of the Seresin family. Bradley’s not quite sure how to take that, because it’s not like he set out to do it, and he didn’t even know the important of the name Seresin until very recently. He prefers the name Gallo, says as much and gets kisses to both his cheeks from Leandro and Silvia both.

                So he’s not officially part of their family, but he has a ring that travels with him whenever he knows he’s going to be seeing Jake. Has done for over a year. Leandro and Silvia both know about the ring, and they were happy for him before they had even met Jake. Now that this has all come out of the woodwork he suspects that they’re overjoyed. He’s going to use it when the moment feels right; then he’ll actually be miraculously be marrying into the family, families, who have opened their homes and hearts to him. He just has to find the right moment. Along with talking to Jake about Ice and Mav, who he’s now communicating with almost every other day, wanting updates on Ice’s treatment. Silvia asks about him every time they speak and Bradley’s glad that she approves.

…            …            …

                Jake’s time left with his family and Leo is numbered in single days now and he hates how fast this time has gone. He’s off to Fallon for some training, won’t even be gone that long, but he has some things he’d like to take care of before he leaves.

                “You call him Leo. It’s good to hear. My son called by the name I gave him.”

                “Sì,” Jake nods, because he knows this. Knows as well that there are people who also used to fill that roll and Leo has never talked about them, still only mentions his Uncle Tom in passing. They’re so long ago that he supposes Leo simply doesn’t think they’re important. It doesn’t matter, Jake knows anyway, and he doesn’t want to hurt Leo by making him dig through it all.

                “You know his name… Leonardo?” Leandro asks him, and Jake nods, grateful the older man is speaking slowly, clearly wants Jake to understand what he is saying. He knows they could switch to English just as easily, but Leandro must have his reasons. “When he comes to us, all he eats is pizza pizza pizza. I say he is like hungry teenage turtle.”

                “Adolescent mutante ninja tartaruga?” Jake asks, grinning widely and turning his head to look at Leo, who is busy talking with Maria and Silvia, something about pasta he thinks, from the hand gestures and words he can hear.

                “Sì. Tartaruga ninja mutante adolescente,” Leandro corrects, but Jake impressed he got it as correct as he did the first time.

                “Tartaruga blu… Leonardo.”

                “Oh… certo certo,” Jake says, because it is of course obvious once it’s spelled out like that. Leonardo being the ninja turtle with the blue mask. He wonders why it sounds so familiar though and then realizes it’s the name of Leo’s restaurant. The blue turtle. Sneaky fucker. He did name it after himself. Jake laughs and shakes his head, accepts the hugs and kisses from Leandro and basks in the fact that his life is pretty fucking good right now.

…            …            …

                Leo has taken all of his family away to Tartaruga Violet, and now that he knows it’s named after both Vi and the ninja turtles he can’t help grinning every time he thinks of it. He’s having a family dinner, just him and his sisters for once, something they haven’t managed in quite a while but he’d really pushed for it this time and Leo had been more than accommodating, helping prepare some food that they could eat. They’ve still got about a day and a half before he has to leave, and he knows Leo is getting anxious to get back to his own work. But he needs to tell his sisters something first.

                “I’m going to ask him to marry me,” Jake says, and all five of his sisters jerk around to stare at him like his words have electrocuted them. ��What? We’ve been together for over three years. This shouldn’t be, like, a surprise…”

                “Uh. But… you. Um.”

                “What?” Jake snaps, can see his sisters all exchanging looks, and he’s suddenly worried that they’ve been pretending to like Leo all along. “Do you suddenly not like him? Think… I don’t fucking know. Why do you all look like it’s the worst idea I’ve ever had?”

                “You know he’s on TV right?”

                “Yeah. He has some new kind of cooking show. And he’s published a cookbook. I care that he loves his job, I don’t need to know all the ins and outs… His restaurant keeps him busy. Especially now he has two. He said he’d still love me if he was rich and famous.”

                For some reason that makes Maria choke and cough on her glass of water and Jake frowns. Maybe Leo is a bit more well known than he thought, but he doesn’t think his sisters are a good gauge, they were fans of his three years ago so probably think he’s everywhere.

                “That’s great Jake. We’re all really happy for you…”

                “Oh wow, he’s going to be my actual brother-in-law. That’s going to be really fucking cool.”

                “You think he’ll say yes?”

                All five of them look at him with a variety of expression and then as one seem to break into laughter simultaneously and Jake wonders what, exactly, is so funny.

                “You’re an idiot.”

                “Of course he’ll say yes. That man is so gone on you.”

                “If he doesn’t pull out a ring for you I will honestly be so shocked.”

                “He’ll say yes. He probably would have said yes a couple of years ago…”

                “You could be down on bended knee doing up your shoelace and he’d say yes…”

                “Yeah yeah, okay, I get the picture… thanks for the votes of confidence.”

                “You don’t need them. Seriously.”

                “Now… how are you going to do it?”

                “I’ve got a couple of ideas…”

…            …            …

                It’s been a crazy ten days, feeling both not long enough and too-long all at once. He loves his family. And Jake’s family. But he’s also more than ready to return to his routine and the bustle and noise of his kitchen. He just wishes he could take Jake with him. Right now though it’s nice, just him and Jake walking through the empty park where the farmers market is usually held. It’s dark, but it’s warm enough, the air not quite turning crisp with the coming fall. The sky is clear and the stars are putting on a show.

                “You know, if I could I’d take you back to where we first met, if I could even remember where it was. You probably remember it.”

                “Uh… yeah. I think it’s a barber shop now.”

                “Huh. Then this is definitely the best place. Where we met again and started proper and I don’t ever want to think about my life without you in it.”

                He shouldn’t be surprised, they’ve talked about their future together, a one-day future that they’re both certain of the other being a part of. However it’s still a little overwhelming knowing that Jake really wants to spend the rest of his life with him. Overwhelming in a good way and he can feel the happy tears already trickling down his cheeks.

                “Will you marry me?”

                “Yes. Yes. Nothing would make me happier…”

                “Really? Nothing at all? Because I can think of a few things…”

                “Jake…”

                “Say my name again…”

                “Jake…”

                “Yeah baby… just like that…”

[venuslarkspur]

guys what if concerning dating history batsis did it with deathstroke.. or rose… WHAT IF HE’S HER SUGAR DADDY LMAO

OMG UR SO REAL FOR THIS THOUGH (Bruce is already getting grey hairs from this girl)

LIKE IMAGINE ME THIS ⬇️💗

Batsis and The Tale Of The Sugar Daddy (and gal pal Rose)

Warning: SLIGHT NSFW, canon dc violence, batfam shenanigans.

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Bruce: Listen I think it’s good that Batsis!Reader is financially independent now but where is she getting all this cash?

Tim mindlessly typing away: My theory is Roy got her pregnant and now Ollie has to bankroll them.

Damian: That’s ridiculous, they could have just came to father, Drake.

Dick who is sweating cause he knows why: Yeah..you’re probably right Tim..

Tim: What’s wrong?

Jason who is still agitated his sister is not only involved with his ex’s dad but also the ex: I’d tell you, but I was AND still am confused.

———————

- Batsis is definitely Rose’s awakening, she doesn’t care if she dated Jason that’s him fumbling not her.

- Batsis just started off as one of Rose’s friends when the masks were on, she didn’t know she was getting it on with her friends dad of all people.

- It’s difficult for anyone to really refute it when it comes to the age gap, yeah many think it’s gross but when they met she was the same age as Dick. (27-29) so if Bruce finds out not only can he not be argued with, Batsis will also bring up how his exes are just as bad.

- Not bc imagining Deathstroke who is just insanely soft on Batsis, say even if he gets her pregnant he isn’t going anywhere; Rose could use a little sister or brother ig. But y’all are careful, he knows better than to get a Wayne Family Heiress pregnant.

- I don’t write smut but Ik they are FREAKY, the one place they wouldn’t dare do it is Wayne Manor, he is cooked if they’re are caught there. He will have the Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, The Batgirls, Robin, Batwoman, Signal and probs more on him at that point. These mfs will let Batsis’s exes know that’s how petty there are about this.

- Imagine waking up with Deathstroke and ur both barely clothed and outside his window is the entirety of the Batfamily, Arsenal, Three Green Lanterns, Zatanna, Wonder Woman, John Constantine, Booster Gold, Harley Quinn and his own daughter are queuing up for first dibs.

- Slade knows about your problem with some of your exes (cough cough Hal Jordan) and aims to help you by drowning you in jewellery and clothes, like that new faux fur coat and boots? Yeah he bought you that, that new pearl and gold necklace with your initials? Yep he got it. That new skirt that’s shoes the perfect amount of thigh? Yep, his. Like all these past flames and flings (HAL JORDAN) know you’re seeing someone.

- Always reminds you how mischievous you are for getting nasty with him whilst being a “figure of honour and importance”, which quite frankly pisses you off, you’ve slept with most of your dad’s colleagues god damn it! He loves that it makes you feisty.

- Rose is super jealous, and you definitely share a heart wrenching goodbye kiss before she wishes you goodbye, you almost went after her before remembering your dinner date tonight and if went well you’d be confident to let your father know of your relationship.

- If your a vigilante, Rose knows your secret identity (wether you’re batgirl or not), Your Sugar Daddy doesn’t know and you quite frankly would rather he not, you make him swear off the Wayne Family all together, but you feel guilty at not being able to protect them when the masks go on.

- We know Batsis has a limit when it comes to his work, so she will break it off eventually, leaving all the dinner dates, passionate nights and shopping behind. You know you make him very happy (mostly aroused) but happy, so he’s always a phone call away, you’re always down for the occasional fling, and your time with him will always never be forgotten, even if you did the right thing, which isn’t your style at all.

- He’s up there with John Stewart and Wally West with top five men you miss but probably wouldn’t date again for different reasons.

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IDK WHY THIS GOT ANGSTY THIS WAS MEANT TO BE FUNNY BUT WTH. Life goes in yall 😭🫶

[jetblack4realz]

summer camp - kayce dutton

summary - kayce's gotta head out to handle the cattle at the summer camp and neither of y'all are good with distance

word count - 2.2k

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"we've gotta babysit them now," kayce said, sighing as he leaned against the doorframe and watched you put your folded clothes into the dresser. "set up a summer camp in west end. we'll be out there 'til august."

"august?" you wondered, turning around with furrowed brows. "it's that bad?"

"well, we gotta make sure all the alfalfa's completely out of their usual fields, so yeah," he sighed, looking over at you. he hesitated, earning a sigh from you.

"what else?" you asked.

"dad wants to take tate with us too. i don't think it's a bad idea."

"i don't either."

that surprised him. "you don't?"

"he's gotta learn these things at some point, right? he can go as long as you're putting him to work, keeping him involved. it ain't a vacation," you told him, smiling softly as you shut the final drawer and walked over to stand in front of your husband, hands raising to rest on his biceps. "so, i'm gonna be left here, all alone, all summer?"

"you can come visit," he suggested, smiling gently as his arms wrapped around your torso snugly. "i'd be happy to see you."

"i'm sure you would be," you laughed, pressing a slow kiss to his lips. "i might just do that. as much as i love beth, i don't think either of us wanna stay here alone all summer."

"i definitely wouldn't," he chuckled.

"well, i get along with your sister a little bit better than you do," you hummed. "honestly, i don't think you and rip would want us here all alone all summer either."

he laughed. "and what do you mean by that?"

"i mean, what happened the last time beth and i were left to ourselves for a weekend? beth ended up in jail and i had a black eye for a week," you answered, a soft laugh on your lips as you remembered that time. the boys were off hunting and you and beth tried to hold down the fort - until some dude got handsy at the bar and then so did y'all.

"yeah, that was hard to explain away to tate. what'd we tell him?" he asked.

"that i fell out of the bed and hit my head on the nightstand," you said, laughing a bit more at the memory of your five year old fretting over your bruised eye.

"and that was just one weekend. yeah, let's not do that again," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "i gotta pack up. we're heading out tomorrow."

you sighed. "alright." you released him from your hold, still leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips as he moved to step away. "imma miss you, being all alone here without you."

"i know, that's why you gotta come out to see us every now and again," he answered, kissing you again with a soft smile before breaking away and shooting you a sneaky grin. "you do remember how to cowboy, right?"

you raised your brows. "damn right i do. ten years of muscle memory doesn't just go away after raising your child, dutton."

he laughed, hand reaching out to wind around your waist as he stepped to you again. "i'm just playing, baby."

"mhm, well say that again and i ain't gonna come out and visit you for the rest of the summer," you told him with a roll of your eyes.

it was his turn to roll his eyes. "mhm, like you can handle not seeing me for three months."

"you'd be surprised," you answered.

he scoffed, leaning down to hover over your lips as he replied: "i don't think i would be."

he kissed you then, the finality to his words etched in the way he cupped your cheek and slowly deepened it, his tongue brushing over your bottom lip as you leaned up into him. the hand on your waist kept you close to him as he dragged the kiss out, being slow with you even as a small smile pulled at one side of his mouth. when he finally pulled away and let you go in favor of packing, you were standing at the doorway still, watching his cute ass walk over to the closet and pull down his duffle bag.

"damn," you breathed out. "he might just be right."

when they left, you found things to occupy yourself. you had some work to get done regarding the financials of the ranch that john had delegated to you, so you took that extra time to finish it all up. you also wrote up a proposal to begin selling beef instead of cattle, even though you knew your father-in-law would never agree to it. it wasn't how the ranch was run now, which meant it was never going to be run that way. might as well try though.

then you busied yourself with mundane household tasks, deep cleaning yours and kayce's closet (getting sidetracked with old high school journals of yours that outlined y'all's relationship and was way too entertaining to just bypass), throwing clothes that tate had grown out of into a goodwill bag, mealprepping some breakfasts for yourself.

and then you crashed out on the couch, watching reruns of friends and pretty woman. you tried to go see beth, but she was off doing who knows what. you asked jake if he needed any help, but he was doing all the grunt work with jimmy that you had no interest in.

eventually, you declared it official - you were bored.

like, bored bored.

so, you packed a duffle with some crappy work clothes and a coat, grabbed a sleeping bag, and saddled up your horse. you hadn't been out riding in a while, cowboy riding at least, so it was nice to be back in your well-worn brown hat and matching chaps you used so much before y'all got married.

"west end?" you asked jake as you trotted up to him. he laughed when he spotted the gear strapped to your saddle.

"you headed up there?" he said.

"yeah. wanna point me in the right direction?"

"pasture 12, down past quail creek," he answered. "have fun."

you laughed, beginning to head in that direction. "thanks jake!"

the ride there was blissful, the wind blowing in your hair as the sun shone down on you. you'd forgotten how relaxing it was to be on horseback in the summer weather of montana.

when you rode up, tying your horse off to a post the rest of the wranglers had set up, john was the first you saw.

"hi," you said with a smile, sitting beside him as he fiddled with his knife and a piece of wood. "widdling?"

"trying to make a bear, but it ain't turning out so well," he chuckled. "you get bored back at the house?"

"deathly," you sighed, leaning back in the camp chair you'd claimed for your own. "where's kayce and tate?"

"tate is around here somewhere looking for a good piece of wood to carve and kayce is out wolf hunting," he answered, glancing behind him to where tate was running out of the treeline holding up a block of wood excitedly.

he spotted you then, his face lighting up. "momma!"

"hi baby," you laughed, catching him as he hugged you tight around your neck. "you widdling with grandpa?"

"a wolf!" he exclaimed, pulling back to fish his little knife from his pocket. he popped it open, earning a quick reminder from john.

"blood circle, pal," he said. "make sure you ain't gonna skin your momma with it if it slides off the wood."

tate followed instructions, moving back to sit on a stump opposite his grandpa and holding the knife out to make sure no one was in his circle. john nodded. "good."

"well, when i get back i'll be looking forward to seeing your wolf," you said, smiling at tate as you stood and stepped to the side. you glanced at john, laughing lightly. "and your bear."

"where are you going?" tate asked.

"to find your dad," you answered with a smile. "i ain't seen him in two weeks, i'd like to say hi."

"he went off that way," john said, gesturing behind him to the left into the surrounding forest. "don't know if he's still that way but it's a start."

you said a thanks before walking off that way, your boots crunching the leaves and sticks on the forest floor in a satisfying snap. the breeze blew gently, keeping your hair over your shoulder as a content smile pulled at your lips. this was the part of montana that you loved. not the valley, with snotty people and messy politics, but the mountains, with clear air and singing birds and tall pines. it was beautiful.

you'd walked a while, humming softly to yourself as you went before you found yourself stumbling upon your husband stalking through the woods in just a tshirt, hat, and jeans and a rifle in his hand.

"you think you're just gonna find their den out here or something?" you wondered, smiling softly as he turned around with raised brows. "i think your attention's gotta be on 'em at night. you know, when they're actually out hunting our cows."

"hi, baby," he said, smiling as he approached you quickly. you met him halfway, arms wrapping tightly around his neck as he scooped you into his arms, breathing out into your neck as he held to you tightly.

"you missed me?" you asked, pressing a kiss to his neck as you squeezed him again. "i sure as hell missed you. being at the house without y'all is boring, kayce."

"yeah, i believe you there," he said as he pulled back slightly, smiling down at you. he kept you close to him with his arms around your waist, your hands sliding down to settle on his shoulders more comfortably. "i missed you too, darlin."

he kissed you then, one hand rising to hold your face just below your jaw, the other pulling you closer to him as you kissed him right back. he was slow with you, intentional with the push and pull of his lips and tongue with yours. it was passionate, but calm somehow, even as his hand slid down to cup behind your thigh and bring your leg up to his hip.

when you pulled back, still only a breath away from his lips, you giggled like a teenager. "that's one hell of a hello, cowboy."

"yeah, well i missed you like hell, so..." he said, smiling before he kissed you again, his method staying the same despite him releasing your thigh and instead playing with the hem of your shirt. you smacked his hand as you broke away from him.

"literally anyone could walk up at any point, kayce dutton," you said, shaking your head as you breathed a laugh. "kiss me all you like, but i do not want our nine year old walking up to your hand up my shirt."

"i wasn't gonna," he defended, but his grin told you otherwise.

"sure you weren't," you said, rolling your eyes. "don't you got a wolf to track?"

"you're more important," he said, kissing you again, shorter this time though, and more needy as he tugged you in by your waist. "and anyways, like you said, they're out at night. i ain't gonna find any anytime soon anyways."

"if that's what helps you sleep at night," you laughed, one hand running through his hair as you pushed it out of his eyes.

"i'm not sleeping tonight," he said, smirking still. "whether it's from wolves or cougars though, that's up for debate."

"i'm not a cougar!" you said, pushing him away with a playful look of shock. "you're older than me!"

"i'm just messing with you, baby," he chuckled, pulling you back into his hold by your hands, his mouth by your ear when he continued. "but you sure do got the heart of one."

"and that means what, exactly?" you asked, raising your brows as you resisted the smile that insisted on pulling the corners of your lips up.

he winked at you, laughing lightly. "you know what it means."

you groaned, pulling him back to you to hold him by the shoulders, your forehead falling to rest against his collarbones. "i think being out here has made you a little wilder too, honey."

"ain't my problem," he said, kissing the side of your head. "herding cattle all day is boring business, baby. gotta keep it interesting somehow."

"i think herding cattle is entertaining," you mumbled. "gives me something to do."

"you say that because you ain't doing it all day everyday," he chuckled.

you rolled your eyes, sighing again.

"this summer camp is gonna be the death of me."

"but, it'll sure be more entertaining than staying home alone," he told you, grinning down at you. "c'mere."

he kissed you again, deeply as both his hands cupped your face below your jaw, earning a small smile from you. you kept your hands in his hair until he broke away and even after, smiling up at him happily.

"yeah, you're right," you hummed. "definitely more entertaining."

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[nitkat-rp-stash]

“R-Roll! You can’t call him that!!” Volnutt exclaimed, embarrassed of his sister’s bluntness. He knows that she means well but dammit that’s rude!

Relieved that Zero was kind enough not to be offended by her comment. Before focusing on the reason why his large friend is here in the first place.

“R-right yeah, like he said” Volnutt said looking at the injury and back at his sister. “This situation is a lil…different than usual so we’re gonna need you and Dad’s help for this”

“Why?” Roll asked, curious of her brother’s request

“Well take a look at this”. He shows the injury that Zero showed.

Roll perked up curious about the situation, it’s not like everyday that her brother would bring a whole stranger in the flutter. Normally a person who’s this injured should have gone to a hospital or a doctor. Why in the world would her brother bring this stranger to their home in the first place? Especially that it needs her and Dad’s specifically?

The moment she inspected him, she got her answer. Upon inspection of his damaged arm, her mouth agaped. It’s all wires and metal, not the typical blood and flesh that typical carbons would have even in their “mechanical” parts they have at least some flesh and blood. But nope, this guy is robotic compared to a typical Carbon. Cyborg is out of the question, since the technology is surprisingly advanced compared to other armor and tech that she meddled and seen before.

It resembles a bit of her Adopted father’s armor.

“No…way… ROCK, WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK DID YOU BROUGHT HERE!?” her eyes brightened in pure astonishment, as she looked around Zero inspecting him. Despite his ragged state he’s ornate and fancy, incredibly strong and elegant. “You are one fancy bot sir!” She complimented him, focused on inspecting him.

Volnutt let out a sigh of relief, yet concerned knowing Roll, she’s going to take apart the poor guy without hesitation. He stood between Zero and an excited Roll.

“Rock where on Terra did you find him!?” She asked still in awe of this fine piece of machinery

“It’s kinda a long story, I can explain it when you guys patch him but I need to know is Dad home?” Volnutt asked, its a silly question but it’s important to know since there are times that their father would leave to shop for supplies.

“Oh yeah! He’s at the kitchen making food, I can probably call him up to help” Roll answered

“That’s great-“

“Call me for what exactly?” An older yet softer voice rang to the two siblings.

They turn to the source of the voice. An older man somewhere around his 50’s, he looks like an older version of volnutt with key differences. For one he’s had a bulky soft build (Fancy saying a dad bod), having the exact same X shaped pupils but his eyes are a more Duller version of Volnutt’s, scars donning on his face particularly has one X shaped scar on his right eye. He has the same brown hair as the boy’s but having long white streaks, that is braided into a neat little side braid. He wears a thick turtleneck sweater with a heart stitched on his chest. He looks surprisingly huggable despite his grizzly scars that don on him. Holding a bowl that he was cooking presumably the food. Yep this man is in fact Volnutt’s father Xavier Light.

“I heard a ruckus, I suppose Roll welcomed you back and I heard something about needing my assistance?” He asked amused yet exasperated knowing the antics of these siblings. Also curious

“Yeah, pretty much! We need your help since you know how to tinker with old tech, especially since a friend needs it!” Volnutt exclaimed, as he showed Zero to him.

“Ah so what sort offff….” He stopped as he finally got a good look of what his son brought. His once calm demeanor shifted in pure shock, his eyes widened as he dropped the bowl of food that he’s cooking. In the purest form of disbelief of the person that he’s seeing face to face. Apparently this man is someone that Xavier is all to familiar

“Zero…?”

Volnutt gave him an empathetic smile at the crimson robot.

He is relieved that Zero was considerate enough to relieve the weight to give his shoulder a break. He huffed looking around his surroundings as the both of them are walking in the path, taking in the warm sun and cool breeze of the island until they both see a ship up ahead he sighs in relief.

‘Oh thank Asimov we docked so close by’ He thought to himself, Canary island wasn’t exactly a large island per say compared to Kattletox but it’s does have its own small trading town and the folks are nice to say the least. They don’t usually have problems with Digoters compared to other islands since…well aside from the Legends of the Nocturne Beast.

The docks isn’t to far to the where the ruins is plus, thankfully the shortcut is able to get the two of them to the flutter. The Flutter it’s not as impressive of an air ship in terms, but it’s basically a decently sized ship with its upgrades that was done over the years since him and his father moved with them when he was a baby. Its warm red yellow colors gives it that rustic vibe, gramps insisted to keep it since it gives that nostalgic feeling. It’s always nice to come back home after a long day…

Ah home sweet home….

“Alright, Zero we here! This is the Flutter!! It’s not impressive but it’s home!!” He happily exclaimed, showing up the house boat to his red friend.

Wait why he gets the feeling that he’s forgetting something

[starry-bi-sky]

finally giving fem danyal her own au and fulfilling my 'danny is an animal whisperer' agenda at the same time: mother of monsters danyal 2.0

i say "2.0" because TECHNICALLY 'mother of monsters danyal' is an au I made back in June for Dark fem!Danyal (who I promptly named Layal). However, I haven't posted much for her yet, and I like the "mother of monsters" premise too much to leave it only to Layal. Plus Danyal in that au was going to become the mother of monsters anyway, just with significantly less world domination and mass extinction.

'Animal whisperer' Danny has been something I've been thinking about since my latest DP 'wolfpack au' post and it's! So fun to think about, and who no better to assign the idea to than Danyal Al Ghul? Who comes from a family infamously known for their love of animals and nature?

Fem Danyal is just purely self-indulgent. *gestures wildly at her* i just lomvb,,, her,,,, I've only really mentioned her in context of the 'Things in Threes' au/my first Danyal al Ghul au with the facial scar, but she's!!! I love her. She deserves her own au <33

So kill three birds with one stone! Make a post about it.

Anyways, Danny has a large lair. Similar to cult leader danyal, her lair is a giant mountain region resembling nanda parbat with a big temple/palace-like area built into the mountain. It's large, it's overflowing with natural flora, with its own mini-floating islands hovering over some areas, and it's also completely empty.

Danny takes one look at her lair upon first meeting, -- noting that it looked relatively smaller from the outside -- and promptly, with the elegance of an Al Ghul, goes "What the hell??" Because yes, while she does enjoy her own solitude and privacy, this is a bit ridiculous.

For heaven's sake, there's even a massive lake in there! What's she going to do with all this space? Can she make it any smaller? Why is it so big in the first place? This looks borderline like one of the mega-islands!

She finds out later that apparently, the amount of ectoplasm a ghost has can have an effect on the size of their lair. And since she has such a large core, her lair reflects that. Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff, it's bigger on the inside so it doesn't take up "too much space" on the outside. Don't worry about it too much.

Danyal isn't totally opposed to having such a large lair, she's just... a bit baffled by it. It feels like so much wasted space is all. All this flora and no fauna to enjoy it with. It's practically eerie.

She decorates her temple-palace area, transforming rooms to match her needs as she sees fit. In the center of the inner gardens is a massive tree that she likes to climb, with twisting, winding branches. Sam and Tucker have honorary rooms, even if they can't safely leave the specter speeder for long periods of time, even with proper safety equipment. So does Jazz. Ali (Dani) has one too, but he can actually use that one, and Danny brought him to her lair so he could decorate it himself.

She has a personal garden, but for the most part she lets the flora exist as it is. Too much space to cultivate it en masse anyways.

Skip to a few weeks later, on her next visit to Clockwork. She developed a habit of going to see him semi-regularly just because. She enjoys his wisdom, and he has a lot of stories to tell, and when he's not being the cryptic and esoteric timekeeper, he's a bit goofy.

(pushing my dadwork agenda here,,, i think Danny deserves to go 'hey, Lord Clockwork, do you want me to buy you something' while she's at walmart, only to receive a singular glowing sticky note that says 'cucumber gatorade'.)

(She insists on referring to him with his proper titles even for the most mundane of things because it's proper, but Clockwork sees a future where she eventually calls him "Cee" and by all things in existence is he determined to get there. Anyways,,,)

On her next visit to Clockwork, just as she is about to leave, Clockwork stops her and goes; "Ah, I have something for you. Hold out your hands."

Danny does as such, and Clockwork doesn't give out things often, so her curiosity has spiked to the highest levels. He turns away from her for a moment, using his staff to summon whatever it is he needs, and when he turns around.

He drops a fish into her hands. Granted, a fish in a small glass tank. But a fish nonetheless. A small one, roughly about the size of her finger, with a blue-black, eel-shaped body and four sets of glowing eyes. She can see thin, almost translucent, but spiny fins down its back and the start of bioluminescent markings. It's swimming around in circles in its small container.

"Lord Clockwork." Danyal says all too calmly.

"Yes, Danyal?"

"What is this?"

"That is an adolescent leviathan, Danyal." She’s transfixed onto the tank, but she doesn’t need to see Clockwork’s face to hear the smile he’s stifling.

The myriad of emotions that runs through her all at once threatens to overwhelm her, and she can’t tell if the feelings are negative or positive. So she carefully closes her eyes to breathe in through her nose.

“Clockwork.”

“Ah, I see you’ve dropped formalities.”

She ignores that.

“Why have you given me an adolescent leviathan?”

She's expecting the trickster to look amused when she opens her eyes. Instead, he just looks endeared. "I know you're fond of animals," he says, "and you always look amazed when you come across an animal of the realms. So I thought you might enjoy taking care of the young beast, it's mother is dead so it has no one to care for it."

Oh.

"But, if you don't like it," Clockwork's hands reach out for the tank, "I can simply take it back--"

Danyal shifts the tank out from his reach and hugs it possessively. "I never said that. How do I care for it?"

And so clockwork gives her a list, and when Danyal returns to her lair, she sets up a large tank in her room for the leviathan to swim in -- it's much too small for the lake right now, she thinks. She'll feel better if it's somewhere she can find it. She names him Suhā.

Suhā grows quickly, and by the end of the mortal month she transforms one of the rooms into a large pond for him to swim around in. He's a very loyal beast, recognizing her as it's mother of some kind. Danyal takes great care ensuring that her beastie gets quality care, and Suhā swims to the surface to see her when he senses her in the room.

It spirals from there. Somehow, Pandora catches wind that Clockwork gave her a leviathan, and so the next time Danyal visits the Greater Athens, she gives her a baby chimera. It's eyes are still sealed shut, Danyal can't bring herself to say no. She names the little beastie Firas.

Frostbite hears about it too, and not to be outdone, gives her an animal she's never even heard of. Infinite-realms born, apparently. A fox-like creature with two small horns like an impala, four eyes, and tall legs. The name isn't something she's quite sure how to write down, and she's positive that her friends won't be able to comprehend it. She names her Eira.

Getting the three of them used to each other was... interesting. Suhā tried to eat Firas when Danyal first introduced the two, and they've hated each other ever since. Firas and Eira are seemingly getting along. Her island already feels full enough with the three of them on it.

Of course, that's not the end of it. With her luck, she begins stumbling across other monsters. Realms-borne or otherwise. An injured hydra in the Grecian islands that, through lots of trial and error, Danyal is able to rehabilitate and heal. It routinely comes to visit her afterwards.

A griffin with a broken wing that she moves permanently to the island that likes to keep to itself, but tends to come down when she's near. It gets along best with Firas.

A panther-like monster from the Shades Woods that had six legs and three tails, with ends that reminded her of a venus flytrap. It stuck around the heavy foliage and she can only make out where it was when she saw its golden eyes reflect.

She befriends a young indrik with its leg injured, and much like the hydra it follows her back to her island, and stays there in the mountains. It comes out when she's alone, much like her other beasts.

She receives two more leviathan -- one from clockwork, and one she finds herself while exploring the deeper and darker recesses of the Ghost Zone. It was huddled against the carcass of its mother, and she managed to befriend and get close enough to it to bring it back to her island. Suhā is fully grown by then, with a head bigger than Danyal herself and he still likes to stick her head out of the water for nuzzles when she's near.

He's not very happy with his new siblings, but he's not trying to eat them when she's not looking. So she calls it a win in her book.

And it's not just large beasts either; smaller animals begin popping up when she's not looking. Bird-like creatures and small mammals, and she swears she saw a doe (or something resembling a doe) grazing in the forest while she was walking by.

She takes back with her a lone snake egg once, and it grows so big it wraps around her island and sleeps with its massive head on the mountain beside the temple, like some smaller breed of Jörmungandr.

And on and on it goes. Some of the beasts she comes across never step foot onto her island, some of them follow her back, while others she has to carry back. Not all of the ones that follow her stay, and Danny rehabilitates the injured and releases them when they're fully healed.

It's hectic, and busy, and frankly she loves it. Some of her rehabilitated beasts return to visit her, or to have their children somewhere on the island, or whatever it is they need to do.

She becomes a bit infamous for it. She goes to visit Dorathea once, and as she's walking through the streets she can hear some of the denizens whispering while she walks past.

"Is that her?"

"Her highness' friend? Yes--"

"--that's the one--"

"--Mother of monsters--"

Danny's not sure how to feel about that.

Although, she can't say she's opposed.

Danyal Al Ghul, Mother of monsters, raiser of beasts. It has a nice ring to it.

[theloveinc]

wouldn’t it be fucked up if I wrote something abt being one of the women toji stays w/ after the death of his wife except… he brings little megumi and little tsumiki with him to stay with you? Wouldn’t that be so painful and I absolutely shouldnt do it?

[thelovers-thedreamers-and-me]

the downside to being a sitcom neighbour sort of person is that when rough things happen and emotionally fuck u up a lil bit, it also sounds completely made up

[aserenecharmer]

Andrew has seen these type of patients. From the outside looking in, they look healthy and fit. But have symptoms no one knows and everyone thinks they are lying. That is a reason why Andrew came to do what he does. His father was sick and Andrew didn't understand it until he got older. His older sister protected him from the mess that was his dad. Doesn't mean he doesn't know how to help now, but now it was too late and he was here in Seattle, and he was going to make a difference. Sure, he wasn't doing anything by himself, but he wanted to help those who didn't have a voice, and those who are fighting for themselves and knowing others might turn them away. Seeing Abigail, she was one of those patients that seems like no one believes because Andrew can admit, on the outside looking in, she looks healthy. But he knew no one wanted to be there if they couldn't help it.

He knew that she was struggling and everyone needs someone who was willing to help. He didn't know the girl in the elevator would be the one he was with Doctor Bailey on. But he knew she wanted to feel comfortable and needed someone who didn't doubt her, he also knew Doctor Bailey had something cooking since she had seen all the signs and she has been there longer then most at the hospital. She had seen it all and that is why he thinks she wasn't fazed when a relatively healthy young woman walks in. She was trying to do her job and Andrew was really trying not to get distracted by her. She was someone he could get to know and really make sure her stay there was good, but he also knew he couldn't cross a line then he wouldn't be on the case and he wanted to really help her figure out just what is going on.

Andrew knew he was going over and beyond with Abigail. But she was alone and she didn't know what was going on. But being alone, that couldn't be easy, and Andrew, he didn't want her to be alone. He didn't want her to feel like no one was there for her or anything else. Andrew was that type of person. He wanted his patients to feel like they are special and everyone is listening and that is just what he was doing. When he had time, and he had time to check on her, he would. Like now, he didn't have to as Bailey was working on getting all of her charts from doctors and realizing what they might have missed. He went peeked into her room, and he leaned against the door frame, and his arms crossed across his chest. He coughed slightly to get her attention.

"Doctor Bailey is calling the hospitals you were at before and getting everything from them. So she can see anything that they missed. Because there is no way there is nothing there. We all know there is something, you know something and we just have to find what is going on." He came into the room a little more and sat down and he rubbed his hands together and nodded his head. "Yeah, once we get everything we will run some test and then we will see what happens from there. But with Doctor Bailey, she won't rest until he runs everything and that is the doctor you have. So you are in good hands."

Continued storyline with @ofvaliantnoble

When Andrew seen his mom get sick and not make it past the sickness, he wanted to help others and make sure they got the best care they could have. That is why Andrew went into the field he was in and just wanting to be that person for someone to feel like they have hope. His mother didn’t have that and he was helpless when all that happened being he was family and he felt like he couldn’t help. So, now, he was in the best program and he was with some of the best surgeons and learning what he was good at to help these patients when they feel like they are alone. That is all it is, making them feel like their voices are being heard. 

Working with Bailey has been an experience and learning from the best. She was the best, and she was the hardest on everyone, but she knows everyone and what they are capable of. But this case today, he was glad he was with her, Abigail was there and she was trying to find answers. Meeting her by accident, he was glad he did, because her eyes were piercing and he knew she was there for a reason. Not that he judges because she was getting help. Andrew as just glad she had a familiar face in the room as Bailey can be a little bit of an intimidating woman. Not that it was a bad thing, he just wanted to do things right around her, and acting like Abigail and him didn’t have a connection was hard. But he had to. 

Just letting Abigail know the room is never the boring, she’d hear things and rumors and he wanted the gossip that was going around that day if it was possible. Maybe that was asking for too much but that is what he wanted. But he wanted her to feel comfortable and just relax as she was in good hands. “As long as you ask me and I can make it clear, can’t have you thinking some sort of thing about me when it isn’t true. Just, some people have a lot to say before consulting me to see if it’s true, so you have been warned on all of that. Don’t take it all to heart.” 

Nodding his head, he can agree to share his day with her if that will help her relax being she is alone. That is all it is right now, she was alone and needed someone and he wanted to be that person. “I will do that. You can hear some of the people who I work with and the patients we get. Some are good and some need help a little bit, but that is why we do this.” Winking at Abigail and he was gone to get Bailey and let her know her patient was ready and in bed and just waiting for her to hear her out. He hated she was alone and Andrew knew that Bailey wouldn’t like that either and want her parents to be there if they had to do surgery. That was the only thing. 

Andrew finally entered again and this time with Bailey and they could get their exam done and see where to start when it came to Abigail and hoping that they can figure something out for her. He knew if she was in good hands it will be Bailey and she would listen and she would take into account that she was struggling just a little bit but wanted their help. That is all they could do. Seeing the change in Bailey’s eyes, he knew that look and she had something in mind. That is when Andrew had to stay back and get somethings for her and that means a little more time with Abigail and getting to know her and hoping she knows she is in good hands. 

“Now, we won’t ever think you’re insane. You are here for a reason and if anyone can figure it out, it will be Doctor Bailey. She is one of the best and she will know just what to do. Now, I need you to sit back and relax so I can take your vitals and she can see where she can start and see when we can get things going. And if things change and you want me to call your parents, let me know and I will get them here for you okay? You shouldn’t have to go through this alone. You do know that right? Just, think about it okay? That is all I ask.” Feeling a grin tug at his lips and he flashed it at Abigail as he got to work and they were ready to start this for her and get her on the right road to recovery and whatever his going on figured out seeing as she has been pushed away before, they won’t do that here. Not at all.

[glamrock-freddy]

Hmgnhm coughing up an au. Have some undercooked doodles

[cuteniaarts]

2 hour rough drawing of Ehuang, my precious Green Opal child who I don’t draw nearly enough <3

[infizero]

stumbles out of we solved fnaf and we're not kidding covered inblood

[alullinchaos]

less than thirty minutes in, i have managed to break the website

(the "here" the text is referring to is that strip of darker color that it is definitely not centered on)

[sysig]

Family matters (Patreon)

[lilac-melody]

hm,

[coleslaww]

Putting this all in the tags cause it's some heavy stuff. TW for drug abuse, assault and suicide.

people with siblings: how do you feel about them?