#strop came and uh yeah it really helps

[vvelegrin]

daily affirmations

i want to use my dremel. i am excited to use my dremel. on my break, i am going to use my dremel.

[eclipsedpascal]

Fucking your stress away

Duncan Shepherd x female reader

You surprised a stressed out duncan when you stopped by his office for lunch, but there was a different type of hunger you needed to satisfy.

Warnings: daddy kink, degrading, mocking, hair pulling, unprotected sex, cockwarming, slightly public sex (they’re in an office) anddd sex being overheard by others.

hi!! i have another duncan fic i’ve been working on that’s like 8k long so far, but I’ve not been able to add anything new to it for the past week without criticising myself too much:/ meaning the random burst of inspiration i received last night was directed into this quick thing instead:)

word count: 2k

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The soft clicking of Duncan’s finger tips tapping across his computer keyboard filled the silence of his spacious office. You were sat, skirt pulled up over your hips as you perched on his lap with his cock seated deep inside of your cunt.

You had visited him for lunch, wanting to surprise him at work. You hoped it might ease some of the stress he had been under the past few weeks.

Just last night, the two of you had spent hours lying in bed together, limbs tangled and intwined whilst he ranted onto you about how tedious his time at the office had become recently. With his uncle bill constantly nagging on and on about how he thought their app would be best utilised, he had been under a lot of pressure.

You knew Duncan loved his work, but sometimes he simply refused to let himself rest, telling himself he just couldn't until his work was completed. So here you were, making sure he received a much needed break.

“Ah ah, no fidgeting, sweetheart.” He mindlessly grazed his hand over your thigh, reminding you of his previous requests whilst reading what you assumed to be an email.

Of course, it had been his idea for you to cockwarm him, it not being the first thought of yours when considering how to best help him relax. But you definitely weren’t going to complain.

When he first suggested it, you had been sitting in his lap with your legs dangling over his own, the both of you conversing about how your day had gone so far as you ate lunch together. But with the way he kept looking into your eyes and stroking his fingers through your hair so sensually, you just couldn't help but wiggle and grind your ass down onto his crotch a little, hoping he might give you something more.

No matter how long the two of you had been together, Duncan had always seemed to know exactly which buttons he had to press for you to melt in his hands, which made convincing you to do this far easer on his part.

He told you if you just sat on his cock, stayed motionless and silent until he had finished going through the emails he had received before midday, he would give you that something more that you were wanting.

So you had been sat here for what felt like hours now, through realistically, it was probably only about 20 minutes, going unsatisfied for so long was dragging every second out into an eternity. I mean you didn’t mind too much, knowing this was what he needed right now; but still, even the slightest bit of movement from him would have been appreciated.

“Mhhm but Dunnnc! You said you wouldn’t be too long!” you pouted, throwing your head back against his shoulder in a strop, your breathe tickling his stubbled cheek as you whined to him.

“I still have a few more emails to reply to yet Y/N, be patient.” His indifference and calmness almost annoyed you, not really understanding how he could possibly control himself this well within your current shared predicament.

“Fine.” you sighed, resting your forehead against the side of his face so you could wait for him to finish a little more comfortably.

You watched as he wrote out each email, secretly admiring how dedicated he was to his work even when it was causing him so much distress.

You could see him thinking, his lips all scrunched up like a rosebud, they always did that when he was concentrated. You adored it.

“Fucking Bill, he can never just make things easy.” He murmured to himself, massaging his forehead and shifting slightly in his seat, the fiction of it causing a small mewl to fall from your lips.

He chuckled. “Quiet, little one.”

“Mm sorry, daddy. You’re just taking so long and I really reallyyy want you.” You rolled your hips as you spoke, feeling his shaft pressing up into cervix even more that before, and sent him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster.

You couldn’t wait for him any longer, this need fuelled haze had taken over your mind completely.

A low growl sounded from deep in his chest as he grabbed onto your hips, turning his head to shoot daggers into your eyes from his own. “All I asked was that you be patient, Y/N. But you can't even do that, can you?” He lifted your hips up before slamming them back down onto his own.

“Ahhh!-” Digging your nails into the edge of his desk as to steady yourself, you bite down onto your lip, not wanting Duncan’s receptionist to hear anything of what the two of you were up to.

“Well I suppose you have been waiting for 30 minutes now, maybe i’m being unfair on you.” He quietly questioned himself, his hands sliding up to play with the dip of your waist.

“Please, Duncan. Please” You begged him now, coaxing him to fuck you like he had promised.

Taking a hold of your hair, he pulled your head to the side and began to kiss and suckle on the exposed skin of your neck. He thrust up into you again, letting a strangled moan escape his throat.

Though he wouldn't admit it, Duncan had been struggling to keep himself composed just as much as you had. Picturing how beautifully fucked out you would look pressed up against his desk with his cock slamming in and out of you wasn't an easy thought for him to dismiss.

“You know, I do love it when you beg, sweetheart.” He lifted you up again, pushing you forward just enough that he could begin his assault on your cunt.

“Fuck!” He thrusted himself into you, drawing back slowly and watching his thick cock slip out of your folds almost completely, before forcing it back in and setting his rocky pace.

You couldn't hold in your moans, too caught up in the stream of pleasure gushing onto you to stop yourself from screaming. He pulled the chair out slightly, your arms becoming outstretched as to not let yourself loose the balance you had on his desk whilst staying firmly on his lap.

Every hit against your cervix made you cry out, the tears brimming in your eyes threatening to spill with every movement he made.

The two of you did this all the time. Fucking in his office. But usually it would consist of you lazily riding him, your sweaty body bouncing on top of his own and your lips caressing each others as you breathed one another in, but this? This was something else entirely.

All of the stress that had amounted from having to run gardener analytics with his family’s constant nagging the past few weeks, was now being channeled into railing you. Your soft cries did nothing to deter the speed at which he was pumping himself into you.

His desk’s phone started ringing, making you jump at thought of him answering right then, but he never did. His pace not faltering, he didn’t even bother checking who it was calling, far too focused on the euphoria your tight heat was giving him.

“Such a slut. Coming to see daddy at work just so he could ruin this sweet little cunt of yours, didn’t you?” He belittled you, his words only serving to turn you on more.

“Yes I- I want you to.. ahhh!” He stopped hammering into you momentarily, raising himself upwards until hips were pushed flush against your ass, making you take every inch of him. “I want you to ruin me daddy!!”

“That’s right baby.” He continued moving, his hands still attached to your hips as he fucked into you with full force.

His fingers were going to leave bruises, that much you were sure of, but getting to hear all of his grunts and groans whilst he got himself off using you was definitely worth it.

Amongst the sound of skin slapping and your delicate cries, you heard two knocks at the door. Duncan ceased his pounding, pulling you back to sit on his lap properly and adjusting your skirt as he waited to hear further from the knocking’s perpetrator.

“Uhm, Mr Shepherd?” A muffled voice came from the other side of the door. It was Duncans new assistant, Alex. He must have heard the two of you.

“What is it Alex? I’m busy.” You both waited in silence, praying Alex didn’t decide to come in.

“Uh Seth- Seth Greyson is on the line for you, he says it's important.” He sounded hesitant, and you knew that he would usually enter the room to give Duncan that kind of information. Meaning he had definitely heard you.

“Then tell him he'll just have to wait.” Duncan shouted now, clearly just wanting to get back to fucking you, and upon hearing the pitter patter of Alex’s footsteps as he walked away, that’s exactly what he did.

though his thrusts were sloppier now, almost uncaring as he snaked his hand over your thigh to flick your clit seemingly as fast as he could.

“Almost got caught there didn’t we, sweetheart?” He scoffed, His voice gruff, breathy and punctuated by his thrusts.

“And wouldn't that have been something.” You quipped back, finding relief in not being walked in on.

Your words were quickly followed by a scream, getting closer to finishing.

The motion of his finger circling against your clit was going straight to your stomach, creating a pressure so intense you knew you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from cumming even if you tried.

“Mhm daddy.. i’m gonna cum!!” You did your best to warn him, knowing it wouldn't be long now until you came, but luckily he didn't seem too far away either. His speed had picked up even more somehow, and his moaning had grown louder and more erratic.

“Yeah are you gonna cum baby? Gonna cum all over daddy’s fucking cock?” He yelled out, obviously not caring if Alex, or anyone else for that matter, could hear you; Neither of you did now. So washed up with your own release’s that nothing else mattered.

“Yes daddy.. ahhh i’m cumming!!” Your legs began to tremble upon letting go, your walls clenching around Duncan and pushing him over the edge.

“Aghh fuck Y/N!” He shot his hot ropes of seed into you, crashing his hips to a still whilst he caught his breathe and gently pulled you back down to sit on his softening cock.

Resting your head on his shoulder once more, you stared across the room, feeling the warmth of his flushed skin on yours, considering the act the two of you had just partaken in.

“So that what definitely something” you smiled and stood up, pulling your panties back up your legs and fixing your skirt as you watched Duncan thread his belt back through the loops of his pants.

“Hm. I just hope Alex can look me in the eye after this” he chuckled, thinking of how awkward the poor man must have felt talking to him, after surely hearing all the obscene noises coming from the pair of you. You giggled at the thought, crawling back onto his lap and planting a much needed, tender kiss on his lips.

“Shit, I should probably call back Seth.” He frowned, reminding himself of all the emails and calls he was yet to make. He pulled the chair closer to the desk and started to dial for Seth, but then stopped to look at you.

His hand moved to cradle your cheek, his eyes darting back at forth at yours with an admiration so bright it sparkled in his irises. “Thanks for coming in today baby. I really needed that.” He stated the obvious.

You leaned into his hand, smiling back at him with a mirrored love. “Mhmm I know. I think you should fuck your stress away with me more often.”

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some tags: @ntxoza @blakescoven @ghostangels @dark-mei-rose @sojournmichael @jimmason @fernfiction @brattylovee @7-wonders @angelicmichael @melodylangdon @instincts-baby lemme know if you want to be added or removed! cuz i just kinda guessed who i thought might want to read it😌

[ampintherain]

I’m Yours:

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Chapter III

Y/N is Kenny Ortega’s ‘niece’ after going through a rough breakup, Kenny decides to fly her over to stay with him, will her broken heart mend?

(Female Reader, NO SMUT, Romance, Friendship, THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC/IMAGINE, I hope it’s good, Kenny is lifelong family friend so reader calls him Uncle Kenny. I’m British so the writing is going to be British so like ‘mum’ not ‘mom’ yanno?)

(Y/n/n- your nickname. Y/e/c- your eye colour. Y/h/c- your hair colour.)

This part is going to be in Y/n’s and Charlie’s POV.

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-“I’m Charlie” he replied, “nice to meet you” he smiled back at me-

Y/N

“So you’re his niece?” I smiled at the question that Jeremy had just asked me,

“Technically no, like my Uncle Kenny said, he’s not my blood relative but I grew up calling him my uncle and it stuck, he’s my favourite person ever, I talk to him more than my own parents” I admitted,

“So... if you don’t mind my asking, why did Kenny fly you out to Vancouver?” Savannah asked, I shrugged, “you don’t need to answer, it was quite forward” she mumbled,

“No! No, it’s fine, I haven’t seen Kenny for a few months and we missed each other a lot but my mum told Kenny about my ex and I guess he decided to fly me over and cheer me up” I smiled at the girl, she pouted slightly, hearing the tint of sadness laced in my voice, I saw Madison look at me sympathetically but it wasn’t patronising, which is something I loved, I saw the confusion at the mention of ex but I decided to ignore it, I felt like it wasn’t necessary to tell a bunch of people I’ve just met about the 13 month long relationship that my boyfriend deemed acceptable to have during his one with myself.

“Right guys, are we ready?” Kenny asked as he strolled into the tent happily, coming up to me and placing his hands gently on my shoulder, “you alright my little Sun?” He questioned, looking down at me, I looked up and nodded,

“I am indeed Kenneth” I smiled and slid up off the bench, Owen following after me, dipping his head down to whisper in my ear

“Kenneth?” I shushed him, giggling, “I love it” he used my shoulders as a support whilst he jumped up in the air,

“Shush, shush, Owen no! You can’t, Uncle Ken will kill me, he hates it” I reasoned with him, turning around to face Owen as we walked together, me walking backwards.

“But I love it... Y/n, you can’t say the name Kenneth and expect me not to do anything” Owen chuckled, i scrunched my nose at him, “y’know Y/n, I think we’re going to be great friends” he continued, tucking me up under his arm, “besties even”

“Ew, don’t say besties” I laughed, Charlie slowed down on his way to the set, stopping beside Owen and I,

“Is he creeping you out?” Charlie teased, nudging Owen, causing him to roll his eyes,

“Ugh as if, am I Y/n? I’m not am I?” I shook my head and smiled up at the boy beside me, “see? Charles, I told you” Owen stuck his tongue out at Charlie and walked quickly away from him in a strop, leaving me behind with Charlie,

“Hi” Charlie said simply, I looked up at him and nodded, smiling.

“Hi” I mirrored, Charlie smirked at me and stared at me, “what?” I questioned, Charlie shook his head, laughing slightly,

“Nothing, nothing” he repeated himself, saying the first ‘nothing’ quietly, almost to himself, “so uh, what’re you gonna do on set?” Charlie questioned,

“Oh I’m helping him direct, Kenny taught me everything I know, he’s the only one that supported me through everything- my family really hate the fact that I have a love for acting, singing, dancing and directing but Uncle Kenny always inspired me and pushed me to do my best” I explained,

“Oh you’re going to be bossing us around are you?” Charlie joked, winking at me, I nodded happily,

“Yes I am, and I’m going to have a fun time doing it too” I responded, “come on” I said, tapping Charlie’s forearm lightly to encourage him to walk faster with me to catch up with everybody, Kenny watched as Charlie and I came closer to view, he smiled yet he had a suspicious glint in his eyes, and if I knew my Uncle Kenny as much as I thought I did, I’d believe that he was up to something. “Sorry Uncle Kenny” I apologised coming up to stand beside him,

“No need to apologise darling,” Kenny simply replied “ready to get to work?” He questioned, I nodded and Kenny wandered over to the cast, requesting Madison, Savannah and Jadah, he was about to film the scene where we first meet Savannah’s character ‘Carrie.’ Kenny sent Booboo home as he was only called in for a briefing and script changes whilst Tori and Sacha went to the resting tent, Tori wanted to go through some of her choreography ideas and Sacha wanted to go through his lines.

I moved away from the set and sat in Uncle Jenny’s seat that had ‘Director’ written on the back, “alright boss?” I heard someone whisper from behind me, I turned around slightly to see Charlie leaning in close,

“I’m alright, how’re you?” I asked, “all of you” I continued, looking at Jeremy and Owen who were stood behind Charlie, they all smiled at me and took their scripts out from their back pockets,

“We’re great” they all said, moving to sit in their seats and beginning to read through their lines together, “so you’re gonna help direct huh?” Jeremy asked, peering up from his script to look at me,

“Yeah, I love directing and Kenny used to come to the shows I directed back in high school” I explained, “he said I was his ‘biggest inspiration’ because he thought that I could direct anything from thrillers to love stories to comedies”

“She is,” Kenny spoke up, as he had finished going through the basics with Savannah, Madison and Jadah, “I’m her biggest fan” he laughed, “right, silence on set” Kenny ordered to the crew behind the camera, they began filming, the talent that the three girls had was absolutely incredible, however, my ‘director’ brain came into play and I began to pick out things that I thought I could change, I wandered over to Kenny and took the script he had in his pocket along with a pen and began to jot down some ideas as soon as I got back into my seat.

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Charlie

I watched as Y/n scribbled in the script she had taken from Kenny, it amazed me how she had so many thoughts and ideas and wanted to put them all into effect, she was incredible. “You alright there Boss?” I questioned in a quiet tone, Y/n looked up at me with her y/e/c eyes and smiled, nodding.

“Hm? Yeah I’m okay” she said, not taking her eyes off of the script resting on her lap, I watched as Owen tapped Y/n on her shoulder,

“Whatcha working on?” He questioned, in a low whisper, “ideas for the scene?” He continued, Y/n nodded and showed him the script,

“Uh... yeah, they’re a bit rough... what do you think?” She asked nervously, pulling the sleeves of her hoodie over her hands, Owen read through the ideas, using his finger as a pointer to direct him through the scribbled notes on the page.

“They seem amazing” he said honestly, Jeremy had caught attention to what Y/n and Owen were doing, now becoming intrigued on the situation alongside myself, “Y/n has been busy coming up with ideas... show them, they won’t judge” Owen said, i heard the low whisper of the last part that he said directly to her, even I could feel her being slightly anxious about showing more people her ideas, she twisted her mouth slightly before biting her lip,

“Hey, I bet you they’re so good” I reassured, resting my hand on her arm, I heard as she took a sharp breath in, she turned to look behind her and beckoned Jeremy over, he smiled widely and jumped off of his seat, skipping jokingly over to her which caused her to stifle a giggle, she nodded her head towards herself for me to come over as well, Jeremy and I had formed a huddle around Y/n as she showed us her ideas,

“Y/n, these are really good!” Jeremy beamed, looking down at the girl sat in the director’s seat, he handed me the script for me to read through, Owen and Jeremy were right, although the notes were focusing on the small details of the scene, I could see how it would improve it, she had an eye for the smaller things, an eye for detail and that was something that not everyone could obtain.

“I agree, why don’t you show Kenny these?” I questioned, Y/n shrugged slightly, still unsure of his blatant talent, she consistently tugged on the oversized sleeves of her hoodie and brought her hands up close to her face, rubbing the fabric over her nose as she scrunched her face out of confusion and possible anxiety.

“Oh I don’t know” she trailed off, I tilted my head and smirked at her, “what?” She questioned, smiling half heartedly,

“Kenny!” I exclaimed, as soon as they stopped filming the scene, “Kenny, come here” I beckoned him over, Kenny told Sav, Mads and Jay to take 10 as he came over to us, Jeremy and I stepped to the side to reveal Y/n, who had now stood up,

“Wassup guys?” Kenny asked, his voice filled with concern, he scanned over Y/n’s face, “has he said anything to you?” Kenny questioned, Owen, Jeremy and I all looked at each other in confusion,

“Has who messaged her?” Owen asked, Y/n shook her head at the subject, waving Owen off,

“Nobody, and no, Uncle Kenny, he hasn’t...” she trailed off,

“No, she has some ideas for the scene and I think they’d really work” I said, Y/n nodded as Kenny tilted his head at her, she walked forward and handed Kenny the script she had stolen from him not so long ago,

“Ah so that’s where my script went” Kenny joked, looking through the ideas written on the script “yeah... yeah okay” he said loudly, “right, my little star, you ready to put these into action?” Kenny questioned, rubbing his hands together, Y/n began to stutter over her words, I placed my hands on her shoulders and leant down to whisper in her ear,

“You’ve got this Angel” I said, the pet name slipping out, she looked at me and smiled,

“Sav, Mads, Jay- you ready?” Kenny questioned, the girls nodded and ran over to set, “come on Star” he smiled, wrapping his arms around Y/n and ushering her over to set with him.

“Angel huh?” Jeremy asked, winking at me,

“Oh shut it” I retorted, hitting jumping on Jeremy’s back, Owen bundled on top of me,

“Charlie’s got a crush” he teased, I rolled my eyes.

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Y/N

I walked over to the three girls and spoke them through my ideas, “Jadah, Madison, I think instead of seeing each other and walking down the hall together, maybe Julie could walk to her locker on her own, with her head down and after looking through her locker she closes the door and there’s Flynn. It would show a contrast between the two at the moment, yanno, Julie’s still upset about her mum and there’s Flynn who’s trying to cheer her up” I explained, the two girls smiled, “Savannah, I think what you were doing is great but instead of having a drastic change in attitude you should be more passive aggressive towards Flynn” I said, turning to the girl next to me.

“You were right Ken, she is good” Savannah complimented, Kenny smiled proudly and gave me a tight hug before walking off set with me, I saw Charlie, Owen and Jeremy standing there with their thumbs up at me, I mirrored the motion and laughed before turning back to the set,

“Right, quiet on set please... everybody ready?” The girls all nodded whilst the three boys quietened down, “action” Kenny said, we watched as the adapted scene played out, Kenny kept hugging me into him and repeating how proud he was of me, “and cut! Well done girls and well done you” Uncle Kenny smiled and hugged me again,

“Okay okay, enough with the hugs” I joked, wriggling out of his hold, “was it okay? The scene?” I questioned, Madison came running up behind me and hugged me from behind,

“It was amazing, I loved it” she beamed, spinning me around to look at her, “you’re talented Y/n” she continued,

“So talented!” Jadah called as she ran up to the group, with Savannah. The three boys came up behind me.

“You did me proud Star” Uncle Kenny beamed, I could hear a waver in his voice as I looked up at him, I saw him wiping a tear away,

“Oh Uncle Kenny” I cooed, “what’re you crying for?” The cast aw’ed behind me as they pulled him and I in for a group hug,

“It’s just, Y/n, I’ve never seen you in action before, I’ve seen the product of it but never the making” Kenny said, I could hear the smile in his voice.

“Guys! I have an idea” Tori’s voice rang through the group as we separated, “karaoke. Tonight?” She suggested and Sacha came up too,

“I’m down” Sacha said, eagerly, the rest of the group nodded, even Kenny

“Um, I think I’ll stay home, I’m not too big on” I said but was quickly cut off by Owen,

“She’s coming, she’s definitely coming” he said, resting his chin on top of my head, “please” he begged me, “please please please” he repeated, the rest of the cast joined in with the begging, Charlie and Jeremy taking it as far as to get on their knees, Kenny gently tugged me near him,

“Come on Y/n/n, you need this, you know you do” he said loud enough for me to hear,

“Oh fine! Fine okay! I’ll come” I rolled my eyes jokingly, Madison pulled me to her by my arm,

“I want to duet with Y/n first!” She screamed,

“I’m awful at singing...” I trailed off, Kenny instantly refuting that statement, saying that I had, and I quote ‘a voice of an angel’ we continued going through all of the scenes that Kenny wanted to go through that day, I had him coming up to me asking for suggestions on scene improvements and developments.

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Charlie

“God I am so tired!” Owen whined, just as we finished the last scene of the day, putting all of his weight on me, I grunted at the sudden added weight before bending down and lifting Owen up onto my back “ah... this, this is nice” Owen sighed in delight as I lugged him on my back, walking towards our trailers, I watched as Y/n walked ahead with Savannah, the two had managed to become very close throughout the day, Savannah came up to Y/n anytime she wasn’t needed on set, they sat and talked for ages.

“Well tomorrow we have to film the hot dog scene” Jeremy said, “and that will probably take us hours” his voice dragging as he thought of how long it would take to film, I laughed and waved Jeremy off as he entered his trailer, I adjusted the weight that was Owen on my back before walking a little bit further, dropping Owen off at his trailer,

“Here you are your majesty” I joked, bowing sarcastically towards Owen, causing him to smack the back of my head, “and that’s the thanks I get for carrying you” I rubbed the area that Owen had just hit and turned on my heels to walk to my trailer that was just across from him.

I entered my trailer and hung my costume up on the rail, I jumped into the cold shower and washed off the sweat that had been building up throughout the day, I then changed into jeans and a t-shirt, pulling on my boots before leaving my trailer, I spotted Owen and Jeremy already dressed and leaving their trailers so I caught up with them and walked with them out of the filming lot.

“You took your time” Madison jokingly complained, resting her head on Y/n’s shoulder, Y/n giggled before quickly pulling her hair up into a high ponytail,

“So, guys! I have a whole karaoke set up at my apartment, if you guys come over for 9?” Tori asked, the rest of us nodded in agreement, Madison and her dad, Mr Reyes, walked away, bidding farewell to everyone, Sav was giggling and joking with Y/n before she took Jadah and Sacha away to drive them home,

“Bye Y/n/n!” Sav called, after giving Y/n a hug, the girl waved to Sav,

“Bye! Bye Jadah, bye Sacha!” She smiled, she turned to the boys and I, having Kenny behind her,

“So you are coming later?” I asked Y/n, she nodded and smiled,

“Uncle Kenny won’t have it any other way” she joked, “so... I’ll see you all in a few hours?” She questioned, causing Jer, O and I to all nod, “okay... we’ll see you later” she smiled, walking away with Kenny,

“Oh! Y/n!” I called out, gaining a sudden burst of confidence, she turned around and tilted her head in a silent question, “after your duet with Mads and your duet with Sav... do you think you’ll have time to fit me in for one?”

“Yeah! Sure... why not?” She laughed before turning back around and running after Kenny who had continued to walk towards the car, I bounced on my feet happily,

“Cool” I mumbled to myself, “Owen, you ready?” I asked, spinning my car keys on my finger as I turned around, Owen and Jeremy were looking at me suspiciously, “what?” I questioned.

“I think you know what” Jeremy said in an obvious tone,

“You like that girl!” Owen exclaimed,

“Pfft, what?! No! I just met her...” I trailed off, it was true. I did just meet her, but that still didn’t mean that I couldn’t of liked her in the amount of hours she was around, I mean from 8am to 6pm... could I have fallen for her in that time? Surely not.

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The time to go to Tori’s had finally come around, I had changed into a causal shirt and jeans, just so I didn’t feel overly formal, “so what duet are you thinking about doing with Y/n?” Owen asked as we got into the car.

“I don’t know... it’s just a silly duet O” I reasoned, beginning to drive over to Tori’s apartment.

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Y/N

Uncle Kenny parked up his car and we began to make our way up to Tori’s apartment, “so you’re singing with Charlie?” Kenny asked,

“Yeah, and Madison and Savannah” I replied, “and Madison is singing with Charlie and so is Owen and Jeremy” Kenny looked at me in agreement and knocked on Tori’s front door,

“Hi! Come in! Come in!” She said cheerily as she stepped to the side to allow us in, as we entered, Savannah came rushing up to me, embracing me in a quick hug, then came Mads and Jadah who joined in on the group hug, “wait! Wait!” Tori whined as I heard her feet pat towards the group, quickly flying her arms around the group, “I love group hugs” she sighed in content, as the group quickly dispersed I was greeted with Jeremy, Owen and Charlie

“Sacha and Booboo couldn’t make it in the end” Savannah announced, pouting at the sad news, “also why didn’t you boys join in on the hug?” She sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest,

“Because...” Owen started as he and the boys stood up “we wanted one of our own” the three boys ran towards me and engulfed me in yet another group hug,

“Okay” I said, “okay guys” I laughed wriggling out of the hug, “I swear, I’ve never had this many hugs in my life” I joked as Owen ushered me over to sit next to him on the couch, Kenny wandered over and sat at the kitchen island drinking a glass of water.

Tori began to set up the karaoke machine whilst everyone was talking amongst one another, “so did you enjoy your first day on set?” Owen asked me,

“Oh yeah, it was great, I was really nervous, I didn’t want to mess anything up” I admitted,

“You were great” I heard a voice say, I turned to see Charlie moving to sit next to me just as Savannah got up to get a drink with Jadah, “honestly, you were amazing, a real natural” I blushed at his words and thanked him, “you excited for our duet?” Charlie asked, nudging me slightly,

“Yeah, I’m nervous though... I don’t really sing in front of people” I said just as Mads called me up to sing with her,

B

“We are singing Dynamite” Madison announced just as the song began to play, Mads and I started singing,

‘I came to dance, dance, dance, dance’ Madison started, holding my free hand and dancing with me,

‘I hit the floor cuz that’s my plans, plans, plans, plans’ I joined in, “oh okay girl!” Tori cheered causing me to laugh as Madison continued on.

The song soon came to an end and Madison and I jokingly bowed and Savannah came running up to sing our duet, “well that was amazing girls but now it’s my turn to sing with Y/n/n” she giggled, Madison rolled her eyes and wandered off the stage, sitting next to Kenny,

“What are we singing Sav?” I questioned, she smirked at me and whispered the song choice in my ear, “I love it... okay” the song began to play-

‘Eenie meenie miney mo, catch a bad chick by her toe’ Sav started rapping, ‘if she holla, if-if she holla, let her go’ she pointed over to me, signalling me to sing,

‘She’s indecisive, she can’t decide, she keeps on looking’ Sav then interjected,

‘From left to right, girl come a bit closer, look in my eyes’ we started dancing and laughing whilst the song continued, hardly managing to get through the song fully without bursting into fits of laughter. Once the song had finished, I went to walk away to sit on the sofa before being gently pushed back by Charlie,

“Uh you said you’d sing with me” he smiled at me, “and we are singing a lovely song called No Air”

“I love that song” I admitted as we walked back over and picked up the karaoke mics, ‘No Air’ started to play, Charlie turned to look at me as we sang the first part together.

꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂

Charlie

I held onto Y/n’s free hand as we sang, I kept smiling down at her. The song soon came to an end, I let go on Y/n’s hand and felt heat creep onto my cheeks, I’m blushing... I never blush. I thought to myself, looking back down at the girl beside me, she lowered her head and walked away to sit next Owen, I watched as he nudged her lightly and she laughed at what he was saying to her, I waited a while before sitting back down on the couch sitting next to Madison, “you like her” she stated, not even looking at me,

“I- I don’t” I stuttered, Madison rolled her eyes and hummed at me, clearly not convinced, “I just met her”

“Listen, you can like someone from the first day, it’s not like there’s a handbook to this kinda stuff” she explained, she wasn’t wrong, the way you feel towards someone can change from person to person and this has to be the quickest I’ve ever liked someone, I knew it from the moment she walked in, she had this beautiful y/h/c hair and these glimmering eyes, she had one of the kindest faces I’ve ever seen, her features were soft yet chiselled, her lips were plump and when she looked at me, I could easily get lost. She was mesmerising... and I had fallen, quick.

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[nineteenninety-six]

Crooner

REQUEST:  Hi! I love your writing and I have a little request since I’m in quarantine and so down and bored. I don’t know if you’ll be able to do it but here it goes! Pairing Tommy Shelby x reader, they were together for a while but they split bc Tommy is focused in work and the f!reader (or OC) is tired of Tommy’s cheating so she goes to London and stays with Ada and there she meets a crooner (Alex Turner it’s in my head haha) and Tommy is searching for him bc is an important communist and +  + and when Tommy finds him the reader is flirting with him so Tommy goes to Ada’s to tell her about the crooner. The reader comes back to Ada’s and starts telling her about the crooner how handsome and awesome he is etc even though Ada tries to stop her and Tommy hears until he is so pissed off that he comes where they are and idk how it ends between Tommy and reader actually haha bad prompt I know but maybe you could use the idea. Thanks, I’ll keep reading and I hope you’re okay! 💖

I know this is bad but I really struggled with it and I’m p sure, it’s been in my inbox for like 2 months and it needed it to be done and I’m not going to do a 2nd part, it was hard enough to do this one.

I’ve been watching NCIS on Netflix recently and I never realised how funny it was lmao

“You’re not serious.” Tommy gaped

“I am.”

Tommy stared at the woman in front of him in shock. After several years together, (Y/N) had decided to end the relationship, she had reached her limit of lonely night after lonely night along with Tommy’s lack of presence, in general, made her realise that their relationship was very one-sided with her being the only one who made an effort, not to mention her suspicions of him cheating.

“Why?”

“Why?” (Y/N) scoffed, “You’re not that clueless, are you?”

“(Y/N)--”

“Tommy, you are practically married to your work!”  

“Without my work, we wouldn’t be where we are!”

“That’s not what I’m saying, Tommy!” (Y/N) bit back

“Then, what are you saying?!”

“There’s a difference between being invested in your work and being so involved that you start to push the people around you away!”

Like every conversation they’ve had over the past month, it descended into a shouting match. It was another reason which prompted (Y/N) to leave, the fact that they couldn’t even have a conversation that didn’t end with one of them storming out in anger was a problem.

“Where are you going?” Tommy asked with a resigned sigh.

“London. I’m going to stay with Ada.” 

“Alright.” Tommy nodded at her before turning around and leaving the room.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at his overdramatic behaviour before picking up her bags and leaving the house. She wanted to leave Small Heath as soon as possible.

-----------------------------------------

(Y/N) had settled into London nicely, Ada had gotten her a job at the library and she hadn’t seen nor heard of Tommy since she had left Birmingham. She knew that Ada kept in contact him with him but the other woman had thankfully never brought his name up.

Ada decided to take her to a small club one evening, for a girls night out. The club was full but not packed and on that particular evening, there was a band performing who’s singer sparked something in her. As soon as he began singing, she was starstruck, her eyes never left him and her mouth was slightly agape, it didn’t help that he had noticed her gaze and threw her smirks, winks as he was performing. The man was handsome, with his dark hair and dark coloured eyes, he had a certain allure to him. 

Ada watched in amusement as her friend watched the band with rapt attention until they finished their set and it was only then was she able to snap out of her daze.

“Wow…”

Ada giggled, “You see something you like?”

“Ada!” (Y/N) shrieked, “It’s not like that.”

Ada continued to laugh, not believing her words before she abruptly stopped, her eyes going wide once she spotted something behind (Y/N), who didn’t notice Ada’s sudden silence.

“Hi…” The person behind (Y/N) whispered, causing the woman to gasp and turn around in shock.

“Hi…” (Y/N) whispered back, eyes wide.

“I’m Alex.” He grinned and stuck out his hand for her to shake, “I saw you from the stage. Did you like the songs?”

“(Y/N).” She shook his hand, “Yeah, I thought they were great.”

Alex smiled at her causing a rush of heat to flood to her cheeks. He was as charming as he was handsome.

“Would you like to go out together sometime?”

“I-I uh...sure! Absolutely.” (Y/N) stuttered.

“Heard of ‘The Ivy’?” 

(Y/N) nodded.

“How does Wednesday at five sound?” Alex asked.

“Sounds great.” (Y/N) smiled at Alex.

“Great.” With one last smile and wink, Alex left the women.

Once she was sure he was out of hearing distance, (Y/N) squealed with Ada, unable to believe what just happened.

“Holy shit..” (Y/N) breathed.

“You’re telling me.” Ada sighs

Wednesday came quicker than (Y/N) expected and before she knew it, she was stood in front of a mirror, looking over of her outfit one last time before she had to leave and after a thumbs up and a wish of good luck for Ada, she was off to The Ivy.

The more time (Y/N) spent with Alex, the more she fell for him. He was gorgeous, charming, and a gentleman, she was falling hard and she couldn’t find it in herself to care. Alex was also safe, he wasn’t involved in any gangs or bad business as far as she knew, and it was the complete opposite of Tommy.

While (Y/N) was on her date, Tommy had travelled down to London to meet with Ada, he knew she still had communist ties even though Freddie had died and he needed her help with tracking down someone in particular.

“I need contact with your communist friends Ada.” Tommy pushed past his sister and walked into his house.

“They’re not my friends, Tommy.” Ada rolled her eyes.

“Right, you call them comrades don’t you?” Tommy sarcastically said.

“Tommy.” Ada wasn’t in the mood to deal with Tommy and his attitude.

Tommy pulled a photo out of his pocket and showed to Ada, “His name is Alex Turner and I need him.”

Ada blinked in shock at the photo that laid before her, it was the man from Saturday, the one who (Y/N) was currently on a date with and she was most definitely not going to tell Tommy anything about him.

“I’ve never seen him or heard of him,” Ada said nonchalantly.

Tommy huffs, “That’s why I want you to contact your friends Ada.”

“If it’s so important Tommy, then you can contact them yourself.”

Then opened his mouth to bite back but was interrupted but the front door opening and you voice ringing loudly through the house.

“Ada! Ada! Oh my god, Alex is so perfect and we’re going on a second date on Saturday.” (Y/N) gushed as she walked through the house, trying to find her friend.

Ada quickly motioned her brother into the kitchen before she rushed out to meet her friend.

“(Y/N)!” Ada met her friend in the hallway just before the kitchen and quickly turned her around and dragged her to the living room, “A second date already? You must seriously like him.”

“I do. He’s such a breath of fresh air.” (Y/N) confessed, “It’s so peaceful compared to Tommy.”

Tommy had overheard everything in the Kitchen and he lost his patience at what heard and stormed into the living room, surprising the women who sat there,

“One month and you’ve already moved on?” Tommy scoffed as he stopped in front of them.

“Tommy? What are you doing here?” (Y/N) stood up, confused

“Can’t I visit my sister?” Tommy sarcastically ask

“You know that not what I meant!” (Y/N) huffed, already frustrated with him.

“Who are you going out with?” Tommy changed the conversation back to the original topic.

“It’s none of your business. God, it’s times like these that I’m really grateful that I’m no longer with you. You’re a controlling freak!” With one last glare, (Y/N) stormed out of the room.

Tommy turned to his sister and raised his eyebrows but she merely shrugged, not wanting to get involved but she did believe, (Y/N) had a point,  Tommy had a tendency to be ‘too much’.

Tommy huffed at his sister’s lack of reaction and left the house in a strop, too angry to remember the original reason why he came to Ada’s in the first place. 

[doetonin]

just check?

[amycus isn’t a very patient person]

inspo - the season finale of castle rock (aka bill skarsgard killing me)

permatag: @marlenesmckinnonn

“Hey, uh… it’s the 7th right? Today’s the 7th? Aren’t you, uh, supposed to get-“

“Tomorrow, Amycus.”

“Oh, tomorrow? Okay…. Tomorrow, okay…”

“Yes, tomorrow, Amy.”

He chuckled into the receiver, “Well, uh, you know that I’m not.. I’m not a super patient person.”

She laughed on the other end of the line, “I know.”

Amycus leaned on his elbows at his desk and smiled. The Ministry was toying with the idea of muggle phones in certain offices, and Arthur pulled a few strings to get one at Amycus’ desk. Arthur would often call Amycus on the telephone for the sheer novelty of it, and to practice proper muggle telephoning skills, of course.

“You having a good day at work?”

“S’okay.”

Marlene held the receiver to her ear with her shoulder as she unpacked a few boxes, the spiral cord keeping her connected to the kitchen wall.

“Just okay?” she asked, setting down the plates and picking up the phone.

“It’s work.”

Amycus ran a hand through his hair.

“So, uh… tomorrow?”

“YES tomorrow Amycus,” Marlene sighed, “just calm down about it, yeah?”

“Yeah, yeah. Oh, I think Arthur’s tryin’a call me.”

“I’ll see you at home then.”

“I’ll see you at home.”

Amycus hesitated, “Hey Mar?”

Marlene caught him just before setting the receiver down, “Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Amycus,” she smiled, “do good work today, yeah?”

“Marley? I, uh, I’m not sure if I’ll be home tonight…” Amycus ran a hand through his hair as he sighed into the phone, “I’m really sorry baby I know I said I’d help you unpack tonight but, some things came up at work and it’s… it’s gonna be a long night. I’m sorry, honey. You don’t have to call me back, just, uh, just get some rest, yeah? I love you.”

He hung up the phone and looked at his desk. Most everyone else had gone home already as Amycus continued with his paperwork. He was secretly convinced that they gave him an extra workload just for the hell of it, but he wasn’t gonna complain. Arthur had really helped him out to get this job in the first place, and Amycus wasn’t really in a place to turn down a job.

He let out a sigh and looked at the picture he had sitting at his desk. Just him and Marlene, in the park, laughing and smiling and kissing.

All he wanted to do was go home. Their home. Their new home. For the both of them. And, what Amycus hoped soon, their family. Maybe he was overthinking, maybe he wasn’t. All he knew was that he wanted the rest of forever with Marlene, and he wanted the rest of forever with her and their future babies.

A flying note broke his train of thought by hitting his head, bringing him back to the reality of Ministry work.

Marlene listened to the message on the machine and sighed. She wasn’t that surprised. Amycus had been given extra work before, and too paranoid to say no, he always accepted it with a smile.

Marlene stood from the floor and took her hair out of her ponytail.

“No sense in continuing, eh?” she said, looking at some of the pictures she had set on the mantle.

“You can’t hear me.”

She shook her head and headed upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. Their bedroom wasn’t much to look at, just a mattress on the floor and a few suitcases scattered around the boxes. Amycus said he’d set up the bedframe and help get things settled but here she was, in a messy and unpacked room, alone.

“Maybe tomorrow.”

“Hey… so it’s tomorrow.. you know, the 8th.”

Marlene smiled as she sipped her coffee and held the phone to her ear.

“You’re right, it is.”

Amycus was drumming his fingers on his desk, a little nervous and a little wired from the amount of caffeine he had running in his system.

“So, erm. Mar-“

“No, Amycus. It hasn’t shown up yet.”

His fingers stropped drumming.

“Oh! So, so you’re late?”

Marlene rolled her eyes, “By one fucking day, barely, at that.”

“But,” he thought, “you’re… you’re usually right on time, right? I can’t remember you being late before-“

“Amycus…”

“Just… just take a pregnancy test, yeah?”

He moved from drumming his fingers to bouncing his leg and could feel Marlene’s eye roll from his desk.

“Amycus Fletcher it has barely been one day.”

“I know, I know… and we’ve only been trying for two months but… will you? I just,” he hesitated, “I have a really good feeling about this, and I don’t really know why.”

Marlene signed and rolled her eyes even harder on the other end.

“Please?”

Marlene tapped her mug and pursed her lips.

“Marlene,” he said again, “please?”

She groaned, “Fine.”

Amycus smiled and stopped bouncing his leg, “Okay… okay... okay yeah- can’t wait.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Marley?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Amy.”

Amycus came home early to find Marlene in the living room, overalls and scarf pulling her hair back, painting the living room.

“You’re really embracing the muggle lifestyle there little lady.”

“Yeah well my wand is somewhere in a pile and I don’t want to look.”

Amycus chuckled and set his jacket and briefcase on the step.

Marlene turned around and set down the paint roller.

“Did’ya check?”

“Well hi Marlene, I’ve missed you Marlene, it’s been so long since I’ve seen your beautiful face. Oh wow the house is looking great doing it on your own.” she gawked.

He moseyed his way over with a smile and scratched his beard.

“Hello love of my life,” he drawled, putting his hands on her face, “I’ve missed you with my whole being and I appreciate everything you’re doing here.”

“Nice save, Carrow.” she smirked as he leaned in to kiss her.

He looked at her for a moment before saying, “Did you?”

“Ugh!” she groaned dramatically, smiling as she threw her head back.

“I’m sorry!”

She looked at him, “I did.”

His face lit up in a mixture of nervousness and excitement and the remainder of caffeine in his blood.

Keeping a neutral face, she reached into her overall pocket and handed something over to him.

“See for yourself.”

Amycus hesitated and looked at her one more time before looking at his hands.

“That’s… that’s…”

She raised her eyebrows.

“Two lines is-”

She continued to watch his face as his eyes kept staring at the stick in his hands.

“Yeah??” he asked, looking up at her.

“Don’t get your hopes up Carrow-”

She was cut off by Amycus wrapping his arms around her and kissing her head.

“But it says… you’re pregnant?”

She gave him a small smile, “I guess that is what it says, huh?”

Amycus grabbed her face and kissed her.

“Marley… I..”

“I know, honey.”

He smiled as he hugged her tighter and she hugged him back, basking in the warm glow of the sun through the windows and the excitement running through their veins.

“We’re gonna have a baby, Marley.”

“Looks like it, Amy.”

[caskettalways94]

Emma beamed when she saw Henry for the first time since he left home.  He had grown up so much and she didn’t even realize how much she had missed him till this moment.  He stepped towards her hugging her tightly.  

“Look at you kid, your all grown up.”  She smiled. 

“I know, I’m sorry it took so long.  I missed you.”  He replied as they parted.  Emma holding tightly to his arms. 

“I missed you too kid.” 

“Wait, are you really okay?”  Henry asked. 

“I’m fine, your dad wanted me to stay behind and rest but I had to come and see you.  To tell you myself...” 

“Tell me what?” Henry tilted his head watching his mom.  

She was silent as she smiled, just looking at him. 

“I’m pregnant” She watched him and his disbelief, unable to say anything.  

Henry shook his head smiling, “you guys will be amazing.”  

“Yeah?”  Emma smiled. “Your dad and I haven’t done the whole diapers and feeding thing.  It’s what I missed with you.”  

“You did amazing with me.”  

“I know, but after everything we’ve been through and not finding each other for years.  Then losing each other again it's scary.  We both made a lot of mistakes but now we can learn from them and have a fresh start.”  Emma rambled looking at Neal.  

“Yeah fresh start”  Neal sighed. 

“Babe?” Emma asked laying her hand on his arm. 

“Uh, I did something.  And I need to fix it.”  Neal sighed walking past them.  

“NEAL” Emma called, watching him walk away.  

Henry turned, looking back at Emma.  

“What was that?” He asked. 

“I don’t know.”  Emma breathed.  

“Give him a minute, I’m sure he’s fine” Henry said looking back to where his dad had disappeared.  

Emma nodded letting out a sigh as Regina walked out of the small building.  

“Emma, what are you doing here?” Regina asked. 

“I needed to see him.”  Emma replied looking at Henry who smiled. 

“Mom, did you know that Emma’s pregnant?” Henry asked. 

“What?  That’s why you...”  Emma shook her head quickly. 

“You what?” Henry asked looking to Emma.  

“It was nothing sweetie I promise.”  

“Mom, you’re a really bad liar.”  

Emma sighed, “I passed out at grannies right before I found out that I was pregnant.   But I was fine and it was just because I wasn’t drinking enough water.  It hasn’t happened since.  I’m going to find Neal.”  

Henry tried to stop her but Regina grabbed his arm.  Shaking her head.  Emma found Neal leaning over an injured Killian. 

“Neal” Emma asked.  

“Emma, help him.  He’s not the Killian we know but he is just trying to find his daughter.” Neal said standing up, his hand covered in blood. 

“I don’t think my magic works here.”  Emma replied looking down at Killian.  

“Just try Em.”  Neal said following her gaze.  

Nodding Emma bent down in front of Killian. 

“Killian, look at me.  I know that you don’t know me.  But I need you to look at me and believe.”  Emma said, he nodded.  

Laying her hand over his wound she watched it start to glow as it sealed shut.  He opened his eyes looking at her.  

“Thank you” He said, she smiled helping him up.  

Emma turned to Neal.  Without saying anything she stepped towards him, kissing him softly.  Looking at him she let out a soft sigh.  

“I love you” Emma said quietly. 

He smiled kissing her again.  “Come on, let’s go.” Neal said taking her hand.  

The three of them went back to the small cabin to re-join Regina and Henry.  The next morning Emma and Henry sat on a fallen tree.  Emma held his hands tightly looking at him.  

“Mom I know you want me to come back.” 

“COME HOME” Emma laughed. 

Henry shook his head laughing slightly.  “There’s still a story out there and maybe she left the slipper for me.  Or maybe she didn’t.  But either way she needs help.  And I plan on giving her that.”  Henry replied.  

“Well I hope when you find it, you can tell me.  Maybe come home?” Emma said biting her lip.  

“Yeah”  He smiled.  

The tow of them looked up at Neal as he sat down next to her.  Emma smiled leaning towards him, kissing him.  Neal smiled glancing at Henry.  

“We’ll miss ya kid.”  

“Me too, take care of mom.  And the baby.” Henry smirked. 

Emma smiled shaking her head.  “Any requests on if you want a brother or a sister?”  

Henry laughed, “a sister.  Just make sure she knows all about the fairytales she came from.”  

Neal and Emma both nodded as Killian walked over.  

“I guess I owe you a thank you.  It’s time I go find my daughter.”  

Neal stood up pulling the black chess piece out of his pocket. 

“When you do give her this.” 

“I wish I could help you” Henry said shaking his hand.” 

“Maybe you can.”  Emma said quicky, “Henry can help you find your daughter and you can help him find Cinderella.  If there’s one thing Henry’s good at it’s helping people.  And I would feel a lot better leaving if I knew that he had a captain Hook looking after him.” 

“I mean, two’s better than one.”  Henry said.  

Killian nodded, “I would be honored.”

Emma let out a sigh of relief.  By the time they left Regina had decided to stay and Emma was having a hard time saying goodbye to Henry.  Neal took her hand and she gave a soft smile. 

“Time to go” He said, she nodded as he threw the mean, making a portal.  

She looked over to Henry, Regina and Killian standing beside each other.  She felt Neal’s hand on her stomach drawing her attention.  Taking his hand she nodded before running with him through the portal.  They stropped abruptly in the living room of their house.  Emma broke down, letting out a sob.  Neal pulled her close kissing the top of her head.  Snow and Charming were sitting on the couch and stood up.  

“What happened?” Snow asked.  

“Did something happen?”  Charming chimed in.  

“Henry and Regina stayed behind.  To find Henry’s happy ending.”  Neal said rubbing Emma’s back.  

“Do you want us to go?” Charming asked. 

“No” Emma said quickly, letting go of Neal. “Um, there’s something important I need to tell you guys.”  

“What is it?” Charming asked, reaching out he took her hand.  

“You’re pregnant aren’t you?” Snow asked.

Emma nodded, “yeah.  I wanted to tell Henry before I told anyone.  But how did you know?” 

“Oh please, I had two kids.  I knew.”  Snow smiled giving Emma a hug.  “Oh, I was so hoping you were.”  

Emma laughed looking at her dad, “Congratulations Emma, Neal.”  

“Thanks dad” Emma smiled hugging him tightly.  

The Charming left, leaving Neal and Emma with a house to themselves.  

“You know, it won’t be long and we’ll have a new house guest.”  Neal said as they got ready for bed.  

“We can do this right?”  Emma asked. 

“Yes, we can.  I’m not leaving this time and you are going to be an amazing mom.  You already are.”  

“I just realized this is the second time I’ve been pregnant.  And it’s the only time I’ve been excited to be a mom.  With Henry, I knew I couldn’t keep him.  But I want to have this baby.  It’s this new beginning we didn’t get before.”  

“I love you”  Neal said smiling.  

Emma got into bed leaning above Neal, kissing him gently.  Laying down beside him she laid her hand on her stomach thinking back to Henry.  Being pregnant with him and the first time they met.  Laying her head on Neal she closed her eyes feeling more grateful and excited than last time. Nine months later Emma and Neal welcomed their little girl into the world.

[babylon-bitch]

Just Friends ~ Going Home (part 28)

Harper White is best friends with Luke Hemmings, they always have been. Not only is she  friends with the rockstar, but with the rest of 5 Seconds Of Summer, as well as a really nice girl named Erika.

Harper has a few secrets, she can play all the instruments the boys play and many more. It’s a talent she has kept hidden, only very few people know.

What will happen to the six teens, wondering around the world together?

Warnings: swearing and a bit of sadness

***

We arrived back home very early this morning, saying goodbye was hard, Luke and I kissed -made out- then said ‘I love you’ and all that. It was also hard saying goodbye to the other boys, I miss them all so much already, I think they’ve got a week and a half left before they come back home.

Speaking of coming back home, I’ve been thinking of going back to England for a while. I know I’ve got school and stuff but it won’t be more than a week at least, I haven’t asked my parents yet. I’m just feeling a little home sick and I want to see my family.

I’ve slept pretty much all day, exhaustion finally catching me up, I don’t know how the boys do it.

I’m currently in my pyjamas, just some sleeping shorts and a loose fitting t-shirt crop top. Deciding to go and ask my mum to go to England. Dad isn’t currently home right now, he is working late.

“Hey mum,” I smile as I walk into the kitchen.

Grabbing some porridge and putting it into a saucepan. “Hello darl, you alright?” She asks.

I nod and pour some milk into the saucepan, placing it on the hob and turning it on.

“So I was thinking,” I start off.

“Oh dear.” She sighs and I stir my porridge.

“Could I go back to England for like a week at the least.” I question.

“Why?” She questions.

“Well I feel home sick, and I miss my little tykes.” I pout.

“You’ve got school darling, plus, where would you stay?” She asks.

“Uh, I don’t know, our house maybe?” Ignoring her first statement.

“School?”

“A week won’t do much harm, Luke and I would skip for a week, maybe going in for a day.” I tell her.

“I knew it,” she says, “I don’t know doll, I mean I’m not entirely against it, but I’m worried for you.” She softly speaks.

“Mum I’m eighteen now.” I point out as I poor my porridge into a bowl and putting sugar in it, leaving it to cool down.

“I know, ask your father when he comes in.” She replies.

“Okay.” I sign and shrug.

“Do you even have the money to buy a flight?” She questions.

“I got dat YouTube money.” I say and pretend to push money off my hand, one by one.

“Oh right, of course.” She chuckles. “So how was tour?” She questions.

“Um, well it was alright, Luke and I decided to take a break, but it’s alright, we’re going to get back together again.” I blurt out.

“Since when did you guys go out anyway?” She asks, shocked written all over her face.

“Oh, yeah, um January.” I laugh.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Oh my gosh, finally.” She grins.

“Sorry, I guess we never had the time,” I shrug.

“You didn’t have enough time? All you guys do is lay around in my lounge, insulting each other, and eating my food.” She points out.

“Yeah…” I drag out, taking a spoon full of porridge.

“So how did it happen? Talk me through it.” Mum giggles like a teenage girl.

“Ugh, you sound like a teenage girl,” I laugh at her. “It all started in Dubai. Remember when Luke and I had that argument?” I ask and she nods. “Luke had a strop in his hotel room, I had a strop at the beach, then I went to apologise. We got into another argument, he kept stepping closer to me, I kept backing up until my back hit the wall. We were shouting at each other until our voices went soft, all of a sudden Luke just kisses me. Not to go into detail, but a while later Liz, Andy, dad, and you walk in, completely spoiling the mood.” I smile at the memory.

“That’s why you guys were giggling.” Mum chuckles.

“Yeah.”

“Sorry.” She laughs.

“Eh, but look how far we’ve come.”

I don’t know if I mean that in a good or bad way. We’ve got so far in a relationship, yet it’s not really there anymore.

“You guys will get back together, I guarantee it. Although I didn’t notice what you were like in a relationship with him, I sometimes had to remind myself that you guys weren’t dating. You guys are ment for each other, you’re soulmates.” She warmly smiles.

“I hope so.” I sigh.

“Ah, here comes your father.” She walks towards him.

She kisses his cheek and takes his coat off for him. They are literally couple goals. Besides from the age of 14 where they would argue all the time, then at 15 he ran off, but at age 17 he came back. Before and after that they are couple goals.

“Your daughter has something to ask you.” Mum declares.

“Dude!” I exclaim.

“What is it?” He asks.

“Could I go to England for a week at the least?” I question.

“Absolutely not.”

“What? Why?”

“You’ve got school!” He claims.

“I’ve skipped weeks before, I don’t even have to stay on my own, I could stay at Lauren’s or grandma’s.” I tell him.

“Damn right you won’t be staying on your own.” He says.

“I could even look at universities whilst I’m there.” I reason with him.

That’ll do it.

“Harper,” he groans. “I just don’t want to see my last child leave the nest.” He replies.

“Dad, I’m going to have to at one point,” I chuckle. “If it helps I’ll visit you as much I can when I’m at uni.” I smile.

“Fine, you can go, on one exception.”

“Which is?”

“Bring me back a Whisper bar.” He says in all seriousness.

“I’ll bring you back a couple if that helps.” I chuckle. “Thank you.” I hug him and then my mum.

“Behave, and be nice to Lauren.” My mum chimes in.

“Do I have to stay with someone, she lives like two or three roads away from us.” I question.

“Honey, that’s pushing it a bit.” My mum tells me.

“I’ll bring you back a Toblerone.” I bribe.

“Okay you’ve got the house.” Mum slams her hand on the counter.

“Thank you guys so much! I love you.” I grin and hug them again.

“Did you know that Luke and Harper are going out?” My mum asks my dad.

I’m on a break with Luke.

“Oh, really?” He asks me and I nod.

“We’re on a break though.” I sigh.

“Since when?” He questions.

“Well we’ve been together since January, but we went on a break yesterday.” I explain.

“I’m sorry honey.” He looks at me in sympathy.

“I take it this has something to do with going back to England?” My mum says.

“Kind of I guess, everything I see reminds me of him, we haven’t broken up, but it still hurts.”

“I’m gonna leave you two girls to talk.” My dad mutters and kisses me on the cheek before leaving the room.

“In that case, take as long as you need in england. Of course no longer than a month or something but you will need more than a week.” She replies.

“I was thinking of a week and a half, possibly two weeks.”

“When are you going?” She questions.

“I looked up some flights earlier on and a reasonable priced flight was tomorrow evening. Now, I don’t know if I want to leave that soon.” I respond

“What am I gonna tell the school? That you’re sick? You could go tomorrow evening.” She claims.

“The excuse that I’m sick will probably work for a week, and then after that they will start to get suspicious. Say that grandma died or something.” I say.

“Harper!” She scolds.

“Oh, could you do me a favour, this probably sounds mean, and I’m being horrible, but could you not tell anyone that I’ve gone to England.” I question.

“Why?” She asks.

“I need a break, a break from life, a break from people, I need family. I know, the boys and Erika are like family but I need biological family.” I shrug.

“Yeah, sure I can do that.” She gives me a small smile.

“Just be prepared, because Erika will come over, and then she’ll probably ask Luke if he’s seen me, he will eventually call you.” I tell her.

“Harper, I’m going to ask you a question, and I know you hate talking about this stuff, especially with me,” she sighs, “promise me you’ll answer? If not, you can’t go.”

“Mum,” I groan. “What is it?”

“Are you, ya’ know, depressed again?” She questions.

I stay quiet for a while.

“Harper, c'mon.” She speaks softly and rubs my arm.

“I don’t want to call it depression.” I huff. “But yes, I haven’t been the happiest I’ve been you could say.”

“How long has this been going on for?” She questions.

“A month and a bit. I was finally getting better, but then Luke happened and I’ve sunk back in, almost over night. It’s funny how one person can affect you this much.”

“Don’t keep this all to yourself, please, it’s only gonna make it worse. Believe me, I know. Whilst you’re in England go see someone.” She tells me.

Clinical depression runs through the family, my mum has it and my grandpa has it.

“If I can hardly talk to someone I know about it, how am I supposed to talk to someone I don’t know?”

“Maybe someone you don’t know will be better. At least try honey, and please don’t do anything silly.” She begs.

“Yeah whatever, why does everyone think I’m some psycho that’s going to self destruct?” I slightly snap.

“We’re just looking out for you.”

“Yeah, okay.” I try to calm down.

“Thank you.” She smiles. “I’m gonna go watch some tv now, you’re welcome to join, but you don’t like this tv show.”

“I’m going to go a book my flight then.” I sigh and make my way upstairs.

Opening my laptop and going on the website.

Half an hour later, it’s all done. I booked my train tickets too, and its all printed out.

Deciding I need a breather, I go down the stairs, out the back door, and climbing up on to the roof, using a ladder of course.

Michael and I used to hang out here a lot, usually in the evening, not at night. The star’s right now look fan-fucking-tastic. Michael and I would watch the sunset, getting blinded by doing so.

Basking in the moon’s light.

Luke would like this. I can’t get this boy out of my head, everything I do, see, or imagine, I think about Luke. Ugh, pretty boy, pretty pretty boy.

My flight is at 8 pm tomorrow evening, and I’m ready to leave everything behind for a while. I feel bad leaving without telling any of my friends, but it’s sort of the reason why I’m doing it.

The boys are back in a week and a half, and if I go for the two weeks I won’t get to see them at the airport. Which is good, because I need time alone, but also I’ll feel guilty because they’ll expect me there. I might not even go for two weeks, I might even go for just a couple of days.

It’s going to be nice to see my cousins and stuff. Also whilst I’m there I’m going to look at universities and that excites me for the future. I’ve got my eye set on one university, it’s quite far from our house in england, it’s in Sheffield.

One of the best in the country, but that is a bit of a stretch, I haven’t even got my results for A-levels yet.

I’m looking to either do psychology or philosophy, I find them both interesting but I’m not sure what I’ll do with it.

I might not even do anything and just carry on doing YouTube with Erika, but my parents want me to go to university, even though I’m eighteen now. I wouldn’t say forced, but yeah, they forced me into going to uni.

As its autumn now it’s a bit cold up here so I decide to go back inside.

***

It’s the next day and I’m currently packing, I’ve got a few hours until I leave. “Honey, the phone is ringing for you.” I hear my mum call.

I know who it will be, the boy’s have been trying to get a hold of me, I don’t know why, something about Luke, I’m trying to get away from that, and they are making it harder.

I have to answer them, or they’ll become suspicious. Rolling my eyes I go downstairs and take the phone from my mum.

“What?” I ask.

“It’s Luke.” Ashton says.

“What about him?” I question.

“He is not doing well.” Calum states.

“Neither am I, now leave me alone for the next couple of weeks, I don’t want anything to do with you guys right now.” I snap.

“Woah, Harper, it’s okay.” Michael tries to comfort me.

“I don’t need your pity, just leave me alone, okay. Tell Luke he is an asshole, but I love him.” I tell them and hang up.

Calum’s p.o.v.

“I don’t need you pity, just leave me alone, okay. Tell Luke he is an asshole, but I love him.” Harper says and hangs up.

I laugh, before shaking head. “It’s not funny, but that was.” I chuckle.

“Yeah.” Ashton giggles.

“Why is she so uptight and ignoring us?” Michael questions.

“Well how would you feel if the love of your life decided to take a break?” I ask.

“But Luke told me that she was the one that decided they should go on a break.” Michael replies.

“That doesn’t make it any less harder.” I state.

“Should we go talk to Luke?” Ashton asks.

“Yeah.” I nod and we walk to the other end of the bus, where Luke is.

“Hey man,” Ashton starts.

He looks up from his guitar and nods.

“We just got off the phone with Harper.” I say, his guitar playing grinds to a hault, and it all goes quiet, you could here a pin drop.

Hen shakes his head ever so slightly and starts playing again. “She said you’re an asshole, but she loves you.” Ashton tells him.

I see him smile down at his acoustic guitar. “That, and she was really angry, saying to leave her alone for the next couple of weeks.” Michael claims.

“You should leave her alone, you can’t just dive straight in with her, she needs to take a breather. She needs space, so oblige to her words and leave her alone, at least until we get home.” He finally speaks up.

“Okay, but why is she being so hostile?” Ashton ask.

“It’s a defense mechanism, she panics, then shuts down. You then leave her for a while, she’ll be okay after that. I like to call it a breather or Harp moment. Don’t call it that in front of her though.” He chuckles at the end.

I love how he understands and knows her so well.

“How the fuck do you know this?” Michael laughs.

“I’ve known this pretty girl since I was born, I know her better than herself. It’s kinda scary to know someone that well, better than yourself at times. Then it’s all ripped away as if it never happened.” Luke explains.

That took a dark turn.

“It’s not g-”

“Can we just stop talking about her.” Luke cuts me off.

“Yeah, sorry man.” Ashton apologises..

Harper’s p.o.v.

I’ve just gotten off the train in England. The journey was alright, as good as a really long flight could be, it was my first flight on my own, and that was a bit terrifying.

I had this old lady that was next to me, it was her second flight ever, so she was really nervous. She kept telling me stories about her life and that seemed to calm her down, and I found it very interesting.

I told her my ‘situation’ and she gave me some advice, it was weird because I never really open up about my feelings, but it kinda felt alright telling a stranger everything.

Her advice was to live in the moment, although it is a very clichè thing to say, and it doesn’t have much importance to my situation, but she was right. I can’t keep waiting for Luke and until this break is over, embrace this time.

I’m going to visit everyone tomorrow, it’s very late right now. The whole airport to airport took 23 hours, that’s without trains, the train took an hour to reach Brighton.

The time is around 11pm or around that, I’m tired and cold. Although I’m wearing some black jeans and a black hoodie with the hood up. The hoodie is warm, my legs aren’t.

Everything I’m wearing is black, everything. My underwear, socks, shoes, are black. The only thing that isn’t black is myself and the tassels on my hoodie. The converse logo is even black. All black, representing my mood.

My family don’t know I’m here, the only people that do are my parents. I might film myself surprising my family, obviously not uploading until I’m back in Aus.

Pulling my keys out of my back pocket and inserting them in the lock, righty-tighty, lefty-loosey.

Flicking the lights on and rolling my suitcase through the door. I’ll deal with it all in the morning.

Walking into the dark kitchen, switching on the lights and going into the cupboard, fetching a couple of biscuits. The only thing I know is in date, and there is nothing in the fridge, maybe some tomato sauce is in there, but I don’t know exactly.

After eating those and getting in the shower, I finally get into my bed. The bed I’ve oh so missed, it’s so much more comfy than my bed at ‘home’.

***

Erika’s p.o.v.

I’ve been trying to text and call Harper all day yesterday, she won’t pick up or answer, I’m going to go over to her house today.

In fact, I’m on my way. Ringing the doorbell, I wait for someone to answer the door.

“Erika, darling.” She smiles.

“Hello,” I smile. “Is Harper there?” I ask and she sighs.

“Um no, she is out right now, then is going to see her grandparents.” She says.

“But her grandparents are in England. ” I confusedly state.

“Oh yes of course, I mean her cousin Evie’s parents.” She chuckles.

“Oh okay. When will she be back do you know?” I ask.

“I don’t know exactly, sorry love.” She tells me.

“Okay, well I’ll see you soon, bye.” I smile and turn around.

“Bye darl, it was nice seeing you.” She calls and I wave at her.

Something was off. I know that for sure. It all seemed so dodgy.

I should ask the boys, but why would they know? Was it something I did? She hasn’t talked to me since we got off the flight either.

I do what any person in my generation does and tweet out about it.

@harper33 bitch where are you? I’m missin’ you 😚

After no reply for a couple hours I decide to call Ashton.

“Hello?” He picks up.

“Hey, it’s Erika. Have you heard from Harper?” I dive right in.

“Um, we spoke to her yesterday, she kind of went all ape shit on us though. Why?” Ashton asks.

“She hasn’t talked to me since we got home, I don’t know if it’s something I’ve done. I went over to her house and Sarah acted all funny about it.” I claim.

“Luke said to leave her alone, she needs to be alone for a while.” He says.

“I just don’t know if she is okay, being how she is, you know?”

“I’m sure she is fine, if she wasn’t she probably would’ve reached out to Luke, even in their situation. They’re still friends.” Ashton states.

“Yeah, I’m sure she is.”

“But don’t take it to the heart babe, give her some space and then she’ll eventually come around.”