#the guy that married his goddaughter

[bethanydelleman]

The more I think about Persuasion, the more I am convinced that Wentworth never should have proposed eight years prior in the first place.

He was broke, unemployed, and staying with his brother. He had no business asking someone to be his wife! It was a rash, impulsive decision and Lady Russell was correct to advise Anne to break off the engagement (even if her motives were suspect). Because Anne should have never said yes either! I guess maybe she would have wanted a long engagement, but her affection overwhelmed her judgement. The best case scenario is that Anne lived at home waiting for Wentworth to return, either married or engaged, but otherwise she’d probably be living in small rented rooms alone in some port city, hoping that Wentworth didn’t die at sea.

We are shown through the novel what could have happened. Admiral Croft and Sohpia had a similar short time of knowing each other and rapid marriage, but he was in already in a position to support her. She speaks fondly of their first home together. Captain Benwick goes through a long engagement and has to suffer through the death of his fiance. Captain Harville is injured and now supporting a wife on disability pay. To be honest, I think Anne and Wentworth would also do well in that situation, but it’s certainly not ideal. But we also have Mrs. Smith, who is the example of what happens when you marry financial insecurity. Wentworth spent freely, Anne doesn’t know if he can save in the future or not. Mr. Smith’s reckless spending made his wife extremely vulnerable upon his death. (and yes, Mr. Elliot influenced Mr. Smith, but people tempting you into more spending will always exist.)

Charles Hayter and Henrietta Musgrove show us the prudent option, one that Wentworth even suggests himself at the end of Persuasion. Hayter has a temporary living, but some good prospects for the future. That would be very similar to Wentworth, “with a few thousand pounds, and was posted into the Laconia”. Charles and Henrietta had to wait, and go through some trials, but their love is strong enough in the end. And we know that Anne was faithful enough to wait!

All of this is to say, the blame is usually focused on Anne for breaking the engagement and Lady Russell for encouraging her to do so. I think more blame needs to be assigned to Wentworth, for proposing to a woman when he could not properly provide for her. His proposal was unfair to her, as was his anger at her rational choice to break it off.

Is this because we have trouble understanding in modern times that Anne cannot work, and even if she did, the wages are far too low to support a family? Wentworth needs to be the provider in the society in which he lives.

(I do still find his resentment very human and natural, but I’ve always had the feeling that Anne said something like, “Not now” and he heard, “Not you.”)

[luvhughes43]

monday morning | lila drysdale au

lila, my love masterlist💐

summary: just some monday morning fluff<3

word count: 0.6k

“Mmm where are you going?” you groan as jamie jostles himself out of bed. he leans over his side and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. 

“I have PT this morning,” he replies simply, which brings last night's events rushing back to you. that's right, you thought. Jamie did tell you that he had an appointment last night you were just… too preoccupied to pay much attention to his… words. 

jamie straightens up again, and you grasp his arm lightly to pull him back down to you. “I need a proper kiss if you’re going to leave me,”

jamie hums in response, leaning down to properly kiss you on the lips. you both melt into the kiss but before anything has a chance of developing, lilas loud shrieks fill the quiet spaces of your house. 

“and… that’s my queue” you sleepily sigh as you pull away from your husband and kick the covers off of you.

“I can go get her,” jamie offers but you easily decline. you had some work to do from home today so it was probably for the best that you woke up now. 

“make me a coffee instead?” you ask, to which jamie silently nods. 

you walk into lilas nursery and the first thing you notice is her sleepy figure standing up in her crib. she’s leaning against the crib rail, her chubby baby hands holding her upright. she leans back when she sees you open the door, immediately making grabby hands for you. 

you pick your girl up with ease, making sure to change her diaper and get her all situated before bringing her downstairs. 

jamie, ever the loving husband, put on your favourite background tv show for you to watch while you lay with lila on the couch. “thank you jams,” you mumble softly as you sink onto your plush couch. your daughter rests on top of you, cuddling into you as she watches her dad move around the kitchen from over your shoulder. 

you exaggerate a gasp, “is that your dada?” 

you watch as lila giggles and smiles, mannerisms exactly like her fathers. “dada!” she repeats, nuzzling her face into your neck when jamie makes a silly face at her. 

jamie sets your coffee on the side table beside you, before taking lila into his arms. “hi baby girl!” he coos much to lila’s delight. he rest’s lila on his hip before continuing to go through his morning routine. 

“And now, I'm going to put the toast in the toaster!” jamie narrates, encouraging all of lilas babbles with nods and replies. “yeah! And I'm going to put mommys in again because she likes her toast burnt…”

“I like it crispy!” you pipe up from your spot on the couch. 

Jamie hums loudly enough for you to hear before stage-whispering, “she likes it burnt” to your giggling daughter. 

after drinking half of your coffee, you are awake enough to start helping with breakfast. you cut up some fruit for lila, and then move on to start making jamie’s protein shake. you’ve gotten the process down to a science, and you were quite proud that you managed to make it to your husbands liking. if there’s one thing you learnt about athletes through living with jamie, it’s that they’re very specific with their different drinks and routines. 

you hold out the shake to jamie, who awes appreciatively. “have i ever told you that you’re the best wife a guy could ask for?” 

“only a million times,” you smile, sticking your cheek towards jamie who swiftly places a kiss there. 

“well it's going to be a million and one because you’re the best!” jamie smiles at you, and you can’t help but reminisce on how quickly things have changed between the two of you. one minute you guys are exes who hookup whenever jamie was back in toronto… and now you share a babygirl and have been married for three months. life was so good. 

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yndrysdale monday morning🫂💐

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jamie.drysdale my loves❤️

yndrysdale you're my love forever💗

trevorzegras ive got the cutest goddaughter😭😭

wagbff looks like the perfect monday!💘

user01 those flowers are so pretty!!

yndrysdale thank u! jamie has them delivered to the house every monday💗

user02 lila's the cutest baby i'm cryingg

user03 omg what's the third slide?

user04 y/n works with a bunch of designer/fashion brands lol

user05 we dgaf now post jamie

user06 ?

yndrysdale posted to their story!

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Artist note -> I redesigned Gary a little because in the drawing he had buck teeth and brown hair like Timmy and it always bothered me that they gave him black hair)

Timmy: You guys know about Chloe and AJ and Chester and me…. as for Crocker I don't… don't know… after he broke into my old home and… with the help of AJ I got a restraining order against him. Mom and dad thought it was unnecessary. You'd haveta ask AJ I think he knows more about that situation than me.

After… well… anyway Trixie actually was pretty nice to me. She would bring me new comics and Veronica defended me from the other popular kids. According to Trixie helped her realize that life is more important than what people think of you. She's a comic creator now. Vernonia and Trixie got married a few years ago. Vernonia is a child therapist now! I think Chloe is still friends with them! She's the godmother of their daughter! They were all really good friends since they were cheerleaders together. Their daughter is adopted but according to Chloe she's just like her moms but sweeter.

I don't know what happen to Vicky… I duh wanna see her again. I don't need ah babysitter anymore. After everything changed for the first year I haddah had a babysitter again and it was so much worse. And Tootie was pushy too pushy. She never knew when she was takin things too far and Vicky always was going on about if I thought I was too good for her little sister. But, luckily like magic my… cousin stayed with us over the summer and Tootie fell in love with him and she left me alone. I don't remember having a cousin Gary. But, that's who he said he was and my parents agreed, I don't remember a lot of thing so. Yah. Chloe says that they have twins now, a boy and girl Tammy and Tommy. She showed me since they are my family I guess and because her goddaughter was in the picture.

It's best to leave this to AJ or Chester they keep in touch with people more than me. They know more bout that stuff than me.

Chester: Crock pot is still out there hunting fairies. He appeared at the reward ceremony that Galax hosted and made a big fuss. Luckily Timmy can't go to Galax events because he triggers the magic detectors so he hadn't been there. As for Trixie, like Timmy said she is happily married to Veronica now with a little girl of their own. Total tomboy. Chloe's little monster buddy.

…. After Timmy's memory loss his parents started hiring Vicky to watch him again. They had stopped when he was 13 leaving him to just fend for himself mostly. For the first few months it was mostly bad days for Timmy. He's able to take care of himself a lot better now, and only have bad days sometimes. If you think Vicky was mean to kids, you couldn't imagine how cruel she could be to a 15 year old who mentally was around a confused 9 most the time.

Tootie's obsessive crush had gotten worse and worse as we all got older. Despite what many would think, Vicky is rather protective of her little sister. Which make putting your foot down and telling Tootie off rather hard. Tootie wanted to prove that she'd be by Timmy's side even after his memory loss.

Well lets just say Timmy didn't miss them once AJ help him move to Dimmadelphia. Lasts I heard Tootie got together with that Gary guy, I think he was Timmy's cousin or something. They have kids now.

As for Vicky I heard she works as a private school art teacher and party princess. How she is still working with children I will never know.

[wosowrites]

Mama and Mommy (Jill Roord x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: i am so sorry that this took forever. also let’s pretend Jill has been with Wolfsburg for 6 years pls. I also had to add a twist for this to work and i couldn’t find the request again so some things may not be exact. I’m sorry abt that. based off this request:

prompt: in which Jill and reader have a secret child.

Having a child at 20 with your girlfriend of six month had never been the plan. You didn’t even like children. That is, until Rory came around. She was everything to you both. Technically, Rory was Jill’s goddaughter, but her biological mother had died giving birth to Rory. Rory’s father wasn’t in the picture, and neither was any other of Rory’s blood family. It all happened so fast, Jill lost her childhood best friend and then suddenly you had agreed to help take care of the baby girl with Jill. You had a child together.

You didn’t want to tell anyone about her due to the tough circumstances of her birth, as well as the fact as to keep Rory safe from her abusive biological father, no one could know about her.

So instead of hiding her completely, you told your teammates she was a friends daughter. Everyday you were in shock at how you had managed to raise such a beautiful, sweet girl together in secret. The timing was perfect, somehow. Jill was out for a year on injury, so she took care of Rory at home, and when you got back to your apartment from training, you would take Rory out to the park and let Jill rest.

Three years later, you had madrid Jill, and then on this day, you had a five year old.

Today was a game against Bayern. You were set to have a sitter come and take care of Rory, but an hour before you were supposed to leave, the sitter called and cancelled.

"What do we do? I mean we can’t leave her here! But we have no one to take care of her at the game." You panicked, pacing around the living room as Rory played with her toys on the carpet. "Y/n. Breathe. Please. I know what we need to do it’s just… it means we have to tell someone." Jill said, placing her hands on your waist and trying to calm you down. "But- but we can’t. Her father." You whispered to Jill. "She doesn’t have a father. He won’t find her. I promise you. Vivianne is at the game today. She’s travelling with Beth because of their ACL ruptures. We can tell them." Jill said.

Your eyes welled up and tears slipped down your cheeks. "We’ve always found a way, baby. On international break and during the world cup she stayed with my mom. It’s okay." Jill said.

It was true, other than you and Jill, Jill’s mum knew about your daughter, and she had always been amazing.

"Okay. I’ll call them and ask them to come over."

Thirty minutes later, you and Jill were in your wolfsburg kits and tracksuits, ready to leave for the game. Rory was sitting on your lap, playing with your hair as you held her. You had always been protective of Rory, scared she would get taken away.

A knock at the door pulled you out of your own head, and Jill opened it slowly. "Hey guys!" Viv said, hugging Jill and then looking over to you.

Her face fell in confusion as she saw Rory. "You guys babysitting again?" Beth asked, giving Jill a small hug.

The apartment was silent and felt cold. "She’s our daughter." You said out of nowhere.

There was silence in the apartment, broken by Beth. "Uhm. What do you mean… daughter?" Beth asked.

And then it was time for a story. You explained everything, Jill chipping in here and there, until you stopped talking.

"Okay then. That’s-" Viv seemed quite stunned, and a bit pale. "We called you here to ask you to take care of her during the game. The babysitter canceled and-" Jill started saying. "Yea! That’s a great idea. Right Viv?" Beth said, obviously trying to get her girlfriend out of her trance. "Yeah." She said, nodding slowly. "Come here, sweetie." Viv said.

Rory ran over to Viv and jumped into her arms, so Viv picked her up. "We really need to go, but we’ll see you guys after the game?" Jill said.

You kissed your daughter on the cheek, hugged Beth and Viv and then walked out of the apartment. "Oh and one more thing guys, do not tell anyone who she is."

It was the 88th minute when a penalty got awarded to Wolfsburg. Bayern was winning 2-1, and this was exactly what Wolfsburg needed. An equalizer.

Your captained Wolfsburg, and you tried to offer the ball to Lena, but she declined, telling you this was your time.

You struck it very well. It wasn’t a poor penalty, but sometimes keepers save it. The bayern keeper did well, and saved your shot.

That’s how the game ended, 2-1. A loss. You groaned in annoyance, pulling your jersey over your face and letting a few tears fall. You didn’t want Rory to see you cry but you were angry with yourself.

"You did great, my love. It happens." Jill said, putting her arm around you as you lowered your jersey and revealed wet cheeks and red eyes.

You walked on the pitch, clapping at the fans and soon saw that Viv and Beth had been let onto the field. They were running around with Rory and found a ball to pass with her. But Rory lost interest quickly as she came running to Jill. "Isn’t that your friends daughter or something? She’s like your kid." Lena laughed. "She’s not! She- I’m! I don’t have a kid." Jill stuttered as Rory ran around her.

"Mama! Mama! Why is mommy crying?" Rory asked.

Rory had broken the rule.

When she was a baby, it wasn’t a problem, but now that she was older, you and Jill had invented a game where around your teammates she got a special pass to call you by your first names. But from a little kid, what would you expect.

The Wolfsburg girls froze, all having heard the little girls words. "Why is she crying, mama?" Rory said again, tugging at Jill’s jersey.

Your face fell and you crouched down to Rory’s height, the little girl running towards you and jumping into your arms. "What does she mean by mama and mommy?" Alexandra asked, looking between the both of you.

You didn’t say anything, just cried silently into your daughters hair. Emotions were sky high, and you were tired and angry and disappointed and scared for your child. "You cannot tell anyone!" You whispered yelled. "Any of you. We didn’t say anything for a reason. We needed to keep her safe. Okay? So just… yeah we have a kid. Oh we’re also married." You said, handing your daughter over to your wife and storming into the tunnel. "Mama’s mad." Rory said, making some of the girls smile at her.

"Okay, Jill." Lena said, walking over to the dutch and her daughter. "Give me Rory and go talk to your… wife… apparently." Lena said. "You sure?"

"Yes. Go." Lena picked up the little girl, placing her on her hip. "You’re stinky." Rory said. "Thanks sweetheart."

Jill jogged into the tunnel where you were pacing up and down. "Baby…" she said gently. "He'll find her. He can’t find her! He can’t!" You sobbed, shaking as you walked. "Y/n." Jill said sternly, grabbing your arm gently and pulling you towards her. She wrapped her arms around you, putting a hand on the back of your head and holding it to the crook of her neck. "It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay." She said a couple of times. "The team knows now, they know. You know what that means? That girl is the most protected child in the world. She has the german captain protecting her and another 10 german girls. European finalists. She has Sveindís who’s probably the most loving person ever, she has Rebecka and if she has Rebecka then she has the whole swedish team. She’s also gonna have the entire netherlands squad with her. And she has Viv, so she has Arsenal. And if she has Arsenal she has Leah. And if-" Jill started saying. "She has England. I know." You laughed. "Yeah. And even if she didn’t have them, she has her mums. She has her mama and her mommy. And that’s all she needs." Jill said to you, rubbing her hand down your back. "You’re right. You’re right." You whispered. "I love you. And I love our daughter." You said, pulling away and kissing her.

"Let’s go back out." Jill said. She grabbed your hand and you guys walked out together, for once, you didn’t let go. You held on to her as you walked out of the tunnel and onto the pitch, and what you saw could have mad you start crying again. Rory was standing at the penalty mark, the ball in front of her and Merle in net. Rory ran up and hit the ball poorly, Merle faked a dramatic fall to the left as the ball rolled very slowly into the net. When the ball went over the line, Merle pretend to be mad as the whole team screamed and ran over to Rory, acting as though she had just scored the best goal ever. Rory laughed loudly, her young kid belly laugh filling the stadium. Lena picked her up and put her on her shoulders, celebrating with her.

Even after a loss, your team still had your back, and now, they would have your daughters.

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Do you think the members of cross guild would get a long with your oc characters? Or would it be an all put brawl?

This is going to end up eventually being covered in my fics, so I already know how they all get along, but I'll give a little detail anyway on a few of them.

Hercinia Wren

Married to Crocodile for almost ten years by the time Cross Guild forms. More of a business arrangement than a proper marriage, but it's worked for this long so why bother changing anything? They secretly do care about each other but are both much too proud to admit it.

She may attempt to flirt with Mihawk occasionally when she's annoyed with Crocodile, for the sole sake of making him jealous. Mihawk esentially just disregards her existence unless otherwise forced to contend with it, in which case he typically just glares at her and makes a shooing motion until she gets offended and leaves him alone.

Buggy is frankly a bit afraid of her. He's seen her order Crocodile around, and that's more than enough reason to be wary. Wren is well aware of this, and is happy to use it to her advantage, as it means she can use Buggy as an errand-boy.

Karimi Lionne

She's no fonder of Crocodile than he is of her. Full avoidance on both of their parts, as often as possible.

In a committed relationship with Mihawk by the time Cross Guild forms. He won't tolerate any threat to her well-being. She's frequently irritated about how protective he is, but considering how lacking she is in the art of self-preservation it's really for her own good.

Her history with Buggy initially came about with him sinking her sloop and essentially holding her hostage, so she isn't particularly fond of him. He's a little more wary now to avoid crossing Mihawk or her father, but Karimi refers to him almost exclusively as "that jackass clown."

Lyon D. Rollo

Not too concerned with Crocodile. Lyon is as protective of Wren as he is of all his old crewmates, but he knows she can handle herself and frankly almost pities the guy a little for being under her thumb.

Still a little weirded out that his daughter is romantically involved with a man the same age as him, but is doing his best to accept it; but if Mihawk ever does anything to hurt her, it will be a very different story.

Was often the butt of Buggy's jokes when they were on Roger's crew, and not much has really changed there; but Lyon takes it in stride and still considers him an old friend. Buggy often refers to him as "Lyon D. Dipshit," but in a brotherly kind of way.

Janx

He isn't above reminding Crocodile that he had a toxic relationship with Wren first, and Wren isn't above using Janx to make her husband jealous. Best not to leave him and Crocodile alone together for any period of time, as there likely will be blood.

No real opinion of Mihawk. Karimi is his goddaughter, so as long as she's happy, he's cool with the guy. Mihawk just considers him an idiot, and he probably isn't wrong.

Very storied past with Buggy considering they're literally brothers. At the point where Cross Guild forms, Buggy is still resentful of Janx for all but disowning him when he joined Roger's crew, but despite that Janx would protect his little brother with his life.

Can't really give anything for my other OCs since they're not involved with Cross Guild at all (Hizashi is off enjoying his retirement in East Blue, and Clara ended up joining a different crew), but this is how it goes for the rest of them.

[greynatomy]

probably gonna be the only selena fic i’m gonna write unless y’all have some requests/ ideas for others

wanted to write about the drama cause why not.

(i’m team selena btw. marrying your stalker is just crazy)

if you like this one, check out my other fics!

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pagesix Just when the world thought #HaileyBieber and #SelenaGomez had waved the white flag, the pair became embroiled in another internet feud. The former #DisneyChannel star and the #RhodeSkin founder have long been pitted against each other, having both been romantically involved with #JustinBieber. 😬 A complete timeline of their ongoing drama is at the link in bio.

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selenafan2 imagine fighting over a man that wears crocs to dinner

haileyfan2 selena needs to move on…

↳ haileyfan2 and so do her fans…

↳ selenafan3 it’s not selena or her fans that’s the problem

↳ haileyfan2 she lets her fans cyber bully hailey. and she adds fuel to the fire by acting offended/hurt by her fan’s wild speculation on everything hailey

↳ selenafan4 selena has spoken out about hate plenty of times. it’s hailey adding fuel to the fire and justing for not putting it out for defending his WIFE

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glamourmag “I'm too old for this.”

It all started with an Instagram story, and things quickly took a turn. Read why there's drama speculation between #SelenaGomez, #HaileyBieber, and #KylieJenner, and why Selena

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selenafan2 team selena. all day.

randomperson justin needs to speak out cause all he doing is a whole lot of nothing in defending his wife. he shows off more of his selena tattoo than his wife

haileyfan2 haileys not doing anything. y’all are reaching

↳ selenafan3 lmao ya after making all the drama herself

↳ selenafan4 this is all so crazy. justin fr married his stalker

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selenaupdates selena went on tiktok live to chat and at the end she said to keep a lookout on a new rare beauty video with a surprise at the end

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selenafan1 ohmygod. i cant wait for the new vid!

selenafan2 i wonder what the surprise is

↳ selenafan3 she’s dating someone. i’m calling it now

↳ selenafan4 IMAGINE

selenafan3 i wonder what the surprise is

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selenaupdates DID YOU GUYS SEE HER NEW VIDEO!! THAT WAS ONE HELL OF A SURPRISE

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selenafan1 “i have a hot date with some ramen noodles and a good movie.” relatable

↳ selenafan2 don’t forget the man and a child that came on “hey! don’t forget about us!”

↳ selenafan3 we all heard the little girl say mama right? that’s not just me?

↳ selenafan4 oh it’s not just you IM FREAKIBG OUT

selenafan5 selena just chose today to soft launch her FAMIKY A WHOLE ASS FAMILY

↳ selenafan6 SHES A MILF

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selenagomez happy anniversary @ yourinstagram! being with you for five years, married for now three has been my greatest adventure. thank you for being the best husband to me and father to our little angel. I cannot thank you enough for sticking by this tough journey. here’s to many more anniversaries and hopefully more children!

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taylorswift happy anniversary! auntie tay needs some goddaughter snuggles from munchkin soon!

↳ selenagomez you know you can come over anytime

↳ yourinstagram you can come pick her up rn. sel and i need some mommy and daddy time

↳ selenafan2 OMG SO CUTE MOMMY AND DADDY

↳ selenafab7 HES SO HOT MILF DILF

chrisevans she needs some time with her godfather too! @ taylorswift @ selenagomez @ yourinstagram

↳ yourinstagram you got next time man!

↳ chrisevansfan1 CHRIS IS A GODFATHER

selenafan3 this better shut jb’s wife down. selena is married with a child. she ain’t gonna steal your man. she got a whole better looking upgrade.

few days later

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selenaupdates selena went live to answer questions about her relationship, said even though she revealed her family, she would love to still keep them private

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selenafan1 “we met at a party. i think it was the met gala after party in 2018. is that right hun?” she looked so in love talking about her husband. HUSBAND still can’t believe it

selenafan5 “he proposed at our one year anniversary and we got married five months later. when you know, you know. why wait?” she said no to justin and said yes to yn without hesitation. miss girl finally knows what real love is. thank you yn

selenafan8 “i chose taylor as godmother for obvious reasons. she’s my best friend. no one else i would’ve picked. yn chose chris cause they’re best friends. they met working for marvel. chris being captain america and yn being head of film in all of marvel.”

↳ selenafan9 we love a successful and humble family

↳ selenafan2 hailey been real quiet. she gon announce she has a secret baby too

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

"Harry had more friends than this but their names aren’t well-known."

As he moved into his late 20s and 30s, Harold had a hardcore group of dudes bros. This is the group he hang out with more than the Van Cutsems or even the Van Strawberries and even Guy Pelly. Only Skippy and Charlie van Strawberry survived the semi-cull. 

You saw some of that new group in Vegas, while the press wasn't interested in showing them except for Skippy and Adam. Ps: Most people assumed Adam was one of the RPOs. 

These were:

Jake Warren - his daughter, Zalie,  was one of Harold's flower girls and is Harold's goddaughter. Jake's father is The Queen's racing manager Johnny Warren. 

Adam Bidwell - started out as a Sentabale ambassador and quickly became tight with Harold. He was the only one of Harold's friends who spoke to Meghan at that infamous polo match where She showed up with newborn Archie

Tom 'Skippy' Inskip - nuff said

Authur Landon - organised the Vegas trip. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2193095/What-Prince-Harry-did-BEFORE-Vegas-pal-took-gas-mask-costume-Bransons-Necker-Island.html Authur lives in Los Angeles part-time and is engaged to the owner of Chateau Marmont. Given how tight he was with Harold + being worth £200M + access of Chateau Marmont via his fiancee + filmaker, i assumed that the Sussexes would keep in with him. Also, Meghan used his dog on IG ( image of dog wearing union Jack) when she was leaking about the relationship with Harold)

Charlie Gilkes - Charlie and his wife are in one of the most notorious pics from that Meghan + Archie polo match looking at her with expressions of incredulity, worry, WTH ......

Sam Branson - this friendship lasted as long as the Cressida relationship because Sam is married to Cressida's sister Isabella. 

The interesting thing is that i don't think Arthur and Charlie G cut off Harold immediately because they were accidentally in the background of a photo Harold took with a fan whilst in a pub in Holland for Invictus 2022. Ditto Charlie Van Strawberry showing up in Montecito for a brief visit that ended up in an obviously staged papstroll with Harold. 

Once The Queen died, all of them distanced themselves from Harold. 

Ps: I think The Queen's death was a gamechanger for the Sussexes in a way that is best described as death by 1000cuts. Sure, some changes were huge and immediate and we can probably guess those, but the little, many tiny cuts that reveal themselves later also happened. Those will continue to reveal themselves forever ie into future Sussex generational descendants. 

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Ok. I need to talk about S5E23: The Mangiacavallo Curse Makes a Lousy Wedding Present because it's a) a damn good episode and b) so filled with Blanche/Dorothy (and a good pinch of Golden Wives too) I can feel my gay power level increase minute by minute every time I watch it. Under a cut because I (unsurprisingly) got verbose about it.

First of all: the whole thing with Blanche 'lending' one of her men to Dorothy for the wedding. The concept alone is just -- I've said before, several times, that the Girls treat their men as accessories, and this episode just spells it out.

Dorothy doesn't really want a date per se, she's mostly upset because of social expectations:

"I still don't have a date for Jenny's wedding. My own goddaughter, and I'm gonna show up alone."

She's worried because weddings are events where you typically bring a +1 along, especially if you're closely related (either as family or via friendship) to one of the spouses. She's worried about the social norm! This is a bit of a general thing in the series, especially for Dorothy, I think; there are several instances when she's upset at not having a date for a specific event, rather than not dating in general. Plus, she gets over it fairly quickly! Before Blanche agrees to lend her the judge, she tells Sophia that she's just going to go alone!

Speaking of Blanche, look at how she describes her men! Here's some quotes:

"You can borrow one of my extras. What kind of guy would you like?"

"Oh, Dorothy, come on. Borrow one of my men. One of my many, many, many, many, many, many men!"

"Oh, Dorothy, not Doug! I couldn't possibly. He's on my A-list."

"Oh, Dorothy, let me get you somebody hot off my A-list. Somebody tall, good-looking, goes with everything!"

"Don't you forget, you be careful. This man is on loan from the Blanche Devereaux collection."

I mean -- she might as well be talking about a purse or a pair of shoes! (As a side note: yes, all those lines begin with 'Oh, Dorothy'. I checked.)

Dorothy fully embraces this point of view, too:

"You always do this, Blanche. You always keep all the good guys for yourself and you give us the leftovers."

She complains about Blanche's lack of generosity -- and this might just be my personal opinion, but generosity is usually connected to material things. Once again: she might as well be getting upset because Blanche refuses to let her borrow a purse.

Rose is the only one who's somewhat concerned at not having Miles as a +1, but it seems to me that's essentially because of the 'getting hot at weddings' thing. When she introduces the problem, we get this dialogue between her and Dorothy:

"Miles can't take me to the wedding. He's going to be out of town at a teaching seminar. Now I can't go."

"That shouldn't keep you from going."

"Oh, I have my reasons."

And then she says:

"So now you see why I can't go if Miles is gonna be out of town. I might end up almost going to bed with the caterer again."

It seems to me she's not that upset because of Miles's absence; she would have gone anyway without a care in the world if the event wasn't a wedding. She doesn't necessarily treat Miles like an accessory, but she's not particularly saddened by his absence, either -- just worried about the effect weddings have on her.

And then, with all this established: the toilet scene. When the scene returns on Dorothy keeping Blanche trapped in the toilet, there's already a couple of guests looking at them and whispering among themselves (which isn't strange at all: they're making A Scene™ right there in the ladies' room!). The whole fight has such an incredible Married Couple Quarrel energy:

"Dorothy, let me out of here right now!"

"There's only one way out, Blanche, and I don't think you can hold your breath long enough."

"You're just making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Five years of molehills. They add up."

"I didn't know Doug meant this much to you."

"I'm not talking about Doug, this is about you."

Talking to the small group of guests that gathered at the scene, she then adds:

"She asked me for another chance, I gave it to her. I trusted her. Biggest mistake I ever made."

Tell me those lines aren't the most married thing you've ever heard. I'm almost tempted to make a poll and ask people what they think about this quote; I'm sure at least a good 85% would assume this is being said by someone to their lover (or ex-lover, at least!).

Then the bride (because let's remember, this is all happening at a wedding) appears and likens the situation between Dorothy and Blanche to what's happening between her and the groom -- so we have a clear line drawn between Blanche/Dorothy and a committed romantic relationship. She calls Dorothy 'Aunt Dorothy', as is expected since Dorothy is her godmother, but she also calls Blanche 'Aunt Blanche', because... I don't know, there's no heterosexual explanation for it. Note that this girl invited Dorothy and Sophia to her wedding (no wonder: her godmother and her godmother's mother; they must be close) but she also invited Blanche and Rose, whom she technically has no relation to -- we have to assume they were invited because of their relation to Dorothy (she's possibly close to them too, considering she calls Blanche her 'aunt', but that's still due to their relation to Dorothy, of course). I mean -- would you invite your godmother's roommates to your wedding, as a general rule?

And!! After all this, the whole talking/not talking thing! Dorothy tells Jen:

"Jen, honey, I think you should go and talk to Joey. The best thing to do in any relationship is talk."

She says this right after she found an excuse to speak to Blanche in private and trapped her into a toilet because she wanted to talk:

"Listen, Blanche, we have to talk."

"Not now, Dorothy."

"Suit yourself."

"Dorothy, will you let me out of here?"

"No way, Blanche."

Once they turn to helping Jen and Blanche finally escapes the toilet, Dorothy is understandably upset and refuses to talk to her, and this makes Blanche very upset in turn. I'll let the dialogue speak for me on this one because there's no way I can say it any better:

"Dorothy, I wish you'd talk to me."

"..."

"I really do, 'cause what I need is a good talking-to."

"..."

"I don't care what you say, just so long as you care enough to say it."

"You stink."

"God bless you, Dorothy."

Yeah. Married. Blanche is so relieved and reassured once Dorothy starts talking to her again that she follows the conversation for just a little while after that (just as long as they're talking about Rose) and then immediately zones out again, because she's back in her comfort zone. Dorothy's talking to her! Dorothy forgave her! Everything's fine -- back to your regularly scheduled Blanche Devereaux™ content. (Note that she also pointedly does not dance with Doug after he comes back, even though he's from her A-list. This episode should have ended with a Blanche/Dorothy dance, if only to spite Doug.)

Rose is mostly busy dealing with her own thing in this one, but you all know I love the Golden Wives, so let me point out a couple of things:

Blanche and Dorothy (especially Dorothy) really do take care of Rose at the wedding! ... well, at the beginning of the party, at least. But they do genuinely try to reassure her! It's sweet! "Rose, honey, take it easy. Breathe deeply. It'll be all right." "Don't worry, honey. Nothing to worry about. We're here to look out for you." [...] "We're gonna have to keep an eye on her." "Hmm." We see her flirt with a couple of men during the party, but she only ends up going away with Doug and only while Dorothy and Blanche are having their little moment in the ladies' room, so it seems like they did keep her out of trouble after all! Until they got tangled up in their own thing, that is.

Right after they get out of the ladies' room (i.e., right after Dorothy tells Blanche 'I have nothing to say to you") Dorothy immediately notices that Rose isn't around, and talks to Blanche about it, despite the fact that she's supposedly not talking to her at all.

Blanche manages to keep her attention up as long as she and Dorothy worry about Rose, then gets immediately distracted by a man in the band. This exchange specifically is really touching to me: "Oh, I hope she can forgive us." "She will. That's what she does best." Just -- the complete certainty... my heart...

Blanche is really aggressive to Doug when he comes back! She was using every trick in her book to get him to act as her date earlier on, but as soon as she gets the hint that he took advantage of Rose, she immediately enters Protective Wife Mode™.

This line by Dorothy: "He must really be something." "So is Rose." This line? Said with the most affectionate smile in the world? Yeah. Yeah.

So anyway. I just spent like an hour and a half writing all this down, I love this episode, I adore these ladies and I am going to scream, thank you, goodbye.

[anonymouschishiyaimaginesandmore]

The Adventures of Dilf!Chishiya Intro

Minors, do not read! Contains mentions of smutty behavior!

MASTERLIST (up-to-date)

This is the Intro to the Dilf!Chishiya One Shot Series

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic. Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters and original storyline belong to Haro Aso, who made the Manga the Series is based on.

Trigger Warning: Questionable Behavior from a 43 year old man Summery: Its an Intro, dunno what else to say

Chishiya Shuntaro was 24 years old when he slept with a woman who he now calls his wife. At least legally. Because beside that, there is nothing between those people who only shared one night together and shit if Chishiya could turn back time and go back to this day, he would slap the hell out of his younger self, who for some reason got hella drunk that night and forgot to wrap it before he tapped it.

Too bad. The product of that fateful mistake is now 18 years old and aside from slutting around her school, dumb as fuck and sucking out the money straight from his wallet. And Chishiya?

He is now 43 and hates the two females living in his house, banging idiots like them under his roof and throwing money out of the window like they earned it and didn’t just rely on him and his good running career as a well-known and famous Surgeon.

Chishiya hated them with all his guts. His wife used the growing glob in her belly to get his father to, pretty much force him into a marriage he never wanted because, no son of his is going to dishonor him and make a bastard and in his fathers eyes, it was time for Chishiya to settle down anyway, why not doing it with the daughter of a good celebrated IT company who had the best reputation in all Tokyo?

Chishiya could name at least 5 reasons why, but the truth is, if he wouldn’t have married that gold digger of a woman and named her crotch goblin with his last name, life would have become a hassle anyway.

His father would have withdrawn all financial support and Chishiya knew without that, this fateful night would have sucked him dry of all income for at least the next 18 years anyway, so why not making it official?

The dyed blond man never planned to stay faithful anyway. Having his little side affairs here and there. At least he kept it securely under the blanket, not like his “Wife” that banging guys all over the city, telling them her sob story of how mean her husband is and cold and unloving.

No wonder that half her jewelry are gifts from random man who fell for her trap long enough to spend themselves stupid. Chishiya didn’t care. He let the people around him talk behind his back, tho they did it terribly obvious and lived his live in a fucked up suburban townhouse Street, where every building looked like the next one and everyone smiled with their perfectly 3mm moaned front yard, their 2 and a half private school children and of course the pool and the grill in the back. Always running and serving grilled cheese and nowadays vegan burger options on sunny days during Neighborhood parties.

Chishiya hated it. He hated all of it and he hated the always smiling man of every family more who he had nothing in common with, beside the stupid house he couldn’t stand and the fact that none of them knew when to pull out in time.

Until one sunny day, he set down next to one of this man circles, hearing what those monkeys had to say about growing up and their yearning taste for something fresh. He was there, but not really listened and that’s when Chishiya realized something.

Something that had skipped his mind for years, since all children in this neighborhood seemed to be almost the same age, but now grew up into more than that.

His neighbor’s daughters, stepdaughters, goddaughters, whatever and nieces. They all grew up right under his eyes and while Chishiya never saw them as anything else as annoying little barbies, screaming and tossing balls over his fence and shattering another window, all of these girls, all of them…they were now right in front of him, giggling their 18 years old asses off in way too tight bikinis and short shorts and oh don’t forget the tiny skirts.

Damn, Chishiya started to love these tiny skirts. They were his new favorite, especially when the wearing darling dropped something and had to lean down to get it.

Oh yeah, Chishiya realized that day, that his live wasn’t over as he thought so. In fact, a new season of summer just begun and the way it looked from his point of view, it carried many shades of possible fun Chishiya couldn’t wait to take a bite of. Or maybe two? Three? Who knows.

Chishiya believed for years that this kind of buffet has closed for him forever, so imagine his surprise and wide eyes as it opened with all it had to offer. How should he say no to all those new and sweet looking options?

Fuck Vegan food, Chishiya thought, licking his lips and spreading his legs just a little wider as one of the girls made her way towards him, with swinging hips and an innocent smile that contrasted hardly with her choice of clothing.

“Mister Chishiya” she addressed him and the man who suddenly loved his neighborhood more then anything hummed a low “Hm?” as a response that made the girl only smile wider, biting her lower lip as she leaned forward onto his sitting figure.

Her cleavage pretty much pressed itself into his view, but Chishiya didn’t minded it.

“You look a little…thirsty.”

With an outstretched hand she offered the blond male who was double her age her glass of Coca Cola, which Chishiya took gladly, tho he didn’t like the sweet beverage much, but how could he say no when it was delivered to him so willing? Chishiya thanked the young doll in front of him for her eager friendliness and took a sip.

“If there is something else I can help you with…” the girl said, swinging her body from left to right and winking delicious “Let me know ya?” Chishiya saw the playfulness in her eyes. The luscious want paired with sparking lust that only a blooming flower like her at the peak of her age could deliver. Coaxing him with her bright eyes and the long lashes and who knows what if he dared to scroll his eyes lower. A young perfect flower indeed. Ready to be picked and blossom between his legs in all her glory.

The way she stood there. So naïve with no idea what good and arousing things the world had to offer. She probably got a glimpse here and there, but Chishiya wasn’t some hormonal cockdriven teen. He could show her so much more and by the look of it, the girl would welcome all his advice.

Yeah, Chishiya though to himself, leaning back in his seat and following the beauty walking back in her parent’s direction, but not before flashing him another one of her electrifying smiles, sending shivers down his spine and exciting him in ways he thought wasn’t possible anymore.

Fuck veganism, today he was going to get some real meat and by the alluring look of it, he would love it to the bone with all his skills and desire. A charming thought.

Summer is finally here. And it looks fantastic.

[claireofluxembourg]

I have a PhD on Aristo Friends from the University of Cambridge lmaooooo

Can you share some of that knowledge lol? Do you know what happened to them after they all stopped partying and left the spotlight to start families? They're all so quiet I only thought Guy Pelly probably had to sell his nightclubs to be suitable to be Louis' godfather

Well, they're all married now, boring people in their 40's lmaooo

Guy and Lizzy are mostly in the USA.

I used to follow Zoe Warren on insta (because sometimes I do yoga for my menstrual cramps and anxiety) but she deleted her account a million years ago, however she has another site, Peachy with Zoe, I think she and Jakie divide their time between London and Hampshire, where the family business is (Jakie is involved in races, much like his grandfather, dear old Porchie was. They were the Queen's race managers)

Skippy and Lara are in the USA. He works as CCO of Afiniti. Lara is a Software Manager but idk where she works.

My husband Hugh is a Duke and a Billionaire and he does what Billionaire Dukes do. Billions. Soon to be married and not to me, how dare he.

Lady Edwina (Hugh's sister) and her husband live in London. She works on prison reform.

The Van Cutsems are all over the place. Edward married Tamara Grosvenor, Hugh's other sister (lol) and they have 3 kids, he’s King Charles' godson. Hugh married an Astor and their daughter Grace is William's goddaughter and their son Charles was Charles' page of honour. Nicholas is Louis' godfather and his daughter Florence is Henry's goddaughter. And last but not least William is godfather of George.

Thomas van Straubenzee (or Van) is in my honest opinion William's best friend. He married Missy Percy in what we consider one of the tackiest aristo weddings ever (her tiara was crooked and it was... well, interesting) but they divorced not long after. He remarried to one of George and Charlotte's school teachers and he's the godfather of Charlotte. Charlie as you know is Archie's godfather and possibly the only friend that's still on speaking terms with Harry. Their brother Henry had a car accident and died and they hold a Christmas Carol concert in his honour every year.

If you have questions about a specific Aristo let me know and I'll tell you.

[reveluving]

It's missing Rick hours, so why not talk about Rick and (Y/N) (crazy) family fluff!

warnings: fluff & humour!

a/n: Dysfunctional but lovable family fluff >>> Hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I had fun thinking about it! Don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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Do you guys remember the Dee Dee twins from Batman Beyond? I know they're supposed to be Harley's granddaughters but imagine if this takes place post-TSS events, and yes, Rick lives, okay?

He's always been—mf engaged to (Y/N) the second he woke up from unconsciousness and has lived together in a quiet lil' neighbourhood since.

But anyways!

I can't stop thinking about them being Harley's goddaughters or protégés instead, and one day, she begs you and Rick to take care of them for the week while away for a once in a lifetime gig. 

“You listen to your aunt (Y/N) and uncle Rick while I’m gone!” She’d say, though, she should’ve known better than to think her own carbon copies, of all people, would listen. 

I can just imagine you and the girls being joined at the hip, telling them stories from your days as a criminal, even if you’ve left that life behind. Rick’s the ‘grumpy uncle’ they love to annoy. But! They may be opposites, but the second someone talks bad about you?

Rick will see red, no doubt, but if he hears the girls discuss on how to get rid of the loud-mouthing pos, he wouldn't encourage it. But he sure as hell won’t stop them either—these are Harley girls we’re talking about; it’s not like they listen to him all the time. And, well, if they proceeded with whatever they had in mind, well, the bastard deserved it, didn’t he? Nobody really liked Mr Walker anyway.

What they'd do throughout the week their beloved aunt (Y/N) and uncle Rick, a headcanon:

Switching conversation topics when they're bored at the flower shop you work at. One second, it would be about the flowers, which, let's be honest, they're barely listening to, only to excitedly ask about what crimes you've done were the most memorable ones. Without the presence of customers, of course.

Pranking or scaring away any women who visits Rick's workplace solely for the purpose of gawking or flirting with the man, despite knowing he's married. A simple hiss or a quick display of the baseball bat they had with them ("We like playing baseball, don't we, Dee Dee?" "Yes, we do, Dee Dee!) and the visitor's out of the door!

Not once have you nor Rick seen these two play baseball.

They just really love their aunt (Y/N) and uncle Rick, okay!

BONUS: If you also have to babysit Bruce the hyena, the twins would sneak him out of the house at 3 AM, purposefully messing with Mr Walker's front yard and making sure he sees it. He didn't see the girls, however, so, when he tells his neighbours about a hyena on the loose, most of them just he was the one with the loose screws.

I initially thought Rick would work as a lumberjack, but, imagine if he was the sheriff of the neighbourhood?? Mr Walker calls him to complain about the hyena problem, obviously unaware of the culprits silently snickering at one another as they watch him desperately demand for 'justice'.

"Mr Walker, I personally don't think it's possible for a hyena to cross the city undetected for the sole purpose of terrorising just your garden," Rick responded calmly, though, he was unable to bite back the condescending hint in his words, "But, we'll look into it."

Once Walker's out, looking more stressed now that even the sheriff himself was looking at him funny, Rick would glance at the twins, raising a questioning brow at their futile attempts to look innocent before returning to his report.

"Good job." He'd say nonchalantly, and rather than looking peeved or disappointed, they spotted the small smile on his face. He didn't bother turning when they high-fived.

But other than the fact that he's been cockblocked since their arrival, and honest to God, it's been driving him nuts, they've made your and his days much livelier than the usual.

I can see it now; you're all watching TV, Rick holding you against him with one arm around you while he leisurely pets Bruce's mane with the other. Similar to the beloved house hyena, the twins sat on the floor in front of you, listening to them cheer for the antagonist and argue about what's for breakfast tomorrow.

Yes, the Flag's were quite the household, it seems.

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[stefanmikaleson1864]

BabySitting

So @sabrinajenre96​

Requested a one shot of Jamie Wheelan and as I wrote this I got to the very end and I realized I may have mis inturped what she mean. I feel hella dumb lol so  I will re write what you actually meant in the meantime  I hope you enjoy this 

First one it's the reader is the daughter of Benson and she's married with Jaime she's a detective and she's Elliot goddaughter she goes visits her husband at work while baby siting nolan and whelan makes an entrance

  A/N: If you like my work please comment like and reblog it means a lot to see interactions on my work

Y/N POV

Being the Daughter of the famous Oliva Benson and the God daughter of Elliot Stabler 

meant you were going to be a cop no matter what. You grew up in the precinct and didn’t know any other life besides this one. 

You were grateful for the life you had. You were able to give back to your community and help others in need.

 You worked in the Major Crimes department and you loved it. You were working major cases. It also meant you were able to work with different departments. 

It’s how you also meant your husband Jamie Whelan. He was a police officer and later on joined the task force. 

He wanted to be able to take down any dirty cops. When the two of you meant you didn’t exactly hit it off right away. 

It was not one of those cute love at first sight stories. You thought he had this ego about him and that he was full of himself.

 He did help you out of a really tight case though. So you gave him a chance. 

He was hard at first he had a lot of complicated layers with him. But then you thought we all do right.

 You were grateful that you gave him that chance because was the love of your life. He was really kind and he cared and you guys had a lot of common. 

When he told you that he was working with your godfather you honestly had no idea of how that was going to work. Elliot was a good godfather but as a co worker that was a different story. 

You were able to help him on his last case and my goddess it was like he was totally a different person. Some would say aggressive you tried to phrase it as being passionate. 

He could be a hot head and would just do things without thinking. It cost him a lot sometimes. Even your mom warned you about working with him. Which has a lot of weight. 

You were currently working with the OC team again. They were working this big case where they think a man was murdered for his apartment. A casino was going to be put there and the man didn’t want to leave his apartment. 

There were all eyes on this case. It was a huge deal in the news. You were offering help with the case. But Elliot’s ego would only let you help with the little things. 

And to be perfectly clear you were the only one able to help. Because of his trust issues he didn’t want anyone but you from the unit to help. 

The case was heating up and the district attorney was coming by to get some files and evidence

.  The rest of the team was out and Elliot asked you to come back to keep a close eye on him. 

Even though we were all on the same team his exact words where “ I don’t know this man why would I trust him alone”. You were slow at work so you came over to do him a favor. 

When you got there he was waiting outside of the building. He saw you walking over and looked over and smiled. 

“Detective Benson thanks for coming to babysit me” Nolan said. 

“Yeah sorry about this but you know how they are over here” You said 

“Oh I know I wouldn’t be surprised if they didn’t ask for backup” Nolan said. 

The two of you walked in and you helped him gather the information he needed. It was wires and files and just a bunch of other stuff. 

You were sitting on your husbands stuff and eating the food he left on his desk. On there he also had a picture of the two of you on your wedding day. It was a nice candid picture. 

About an hour had passed and you both were still here. If you were being honest you did not think it was going to take this long. 

You were playing on your phone letting Nolan do his thing. Suddenly there was a noise coming from outside you instantly  went into cop mode. You sat up and was getting ready to engage. 

Then the door swung open and Jamie walked in. You took a sigh of relief and relaxed when you saw it was just him. 

“Hey what are you doing here” He asked looking at you confused. 

“Did you forget Elliot asked me to come by” You said looking at him confused 

“Yeah sorry forgot about that” He said in a serious manner

He always tried to act as this tough guy outside of the office. Nolan was too busy focusing on whatever he was doing. 

Jamie walked over to you and gave you a small hug and sat down. You tried not to laugh about how serious he was. 

“Wow is that your wife or a co worker” Nolan joked. 

“Be quiet and just do your job” Jamie said. 

“Come on don’t be mean” You said 

“Mean he’s” Jame was starting said something. 

“Hey come on now there is no need for all of this” You said 

Jamie opened up his desk and you were trying not to look suspicious because you had eaten all the candy in the desk. 

He opened up the drawer and was riffling around in drawer for something. 

“Hey what are you uh looking for” You asked 

“My snacks are all gone” He yelled. 

A bit of an over exaggeration for some snacks but maybe this man was just hungry. 

“Hey you did you think my stuff was your evidence” Jamie yelled. 

He walked over to a confused Nolan and got all up on him. Nolan looked at him with a confused look on his face. You went over to break up but then suddenly a loud familiar voice took over. 

“Hey what the hell is going on” Elliot yelled. 

“This son a bitch took my stuff” Jamie yelled out. 

“Okay that is crazy and I did not” Nolan yelled. 

“Jamie this is crazy just move on” You said stepping in between the two of them 

Elliot then grabbed your hand and gave you a look. You looked at it and realized it had some cheeto dust on them. You swiped your hand and tried to wipe away the evidence before anyone else saw it. 

“Uhh not so fast I think we have a suspect in the case” Elliot said. 

“What are you talking about” Jamie asked 

“See told you I had nothing to do with it” Nolan said. 

“Y/N has some orange all over hand. What’s this about” Elliot asked. 

“No I don’t” You said 

Trying to secretly wipe away the dust.

“See she’s doing it again” Elliot yelled. 

“Me no I’m not I’m not doing anything” You yelled 

Jamie walked over to you and grabbed your hand and held high in the air. There was Cheeto dust on every finger. 

“Are you kidding me right now” Jamie asked. 

“Well you see I was gonna tell you but uh” You started off looking at the ground. 

“When was that gonna be” Nolan shouted out. 

“Uhh you know everything just happened so fast” You said 

“What kind of marriage is this that you just betray me like this” Jamie asked

“Oh don’t be so dramatic you steal my stuff all the time” You yelled. 

You looked up and Elliot had his arms crossed and just looked at you shaking his head like a disappointed father he was. 

“This was all good and all But i’m out before I end up being accused of more stuff and a riot starts” Nolan said. 

“Such great detective work going on around here” Nolan yelled as he was leaving 

He grabbed his stuff and headed out. You bust out laughing after he left. The whole thing was just so funny you though to yourself. 

“Yeah Next time I ask you to baby sit  also I should call your mother ” Elliot said 

“Yeah well next time supply food and I won’t have to go looking for it and just a side note you should call her because you just need a excuse to talk to her ” You snapped back. 

“Damn she called you out” Jamie said smirking. 

“Shut the hell up newbie” Stabler shouted. 

You grabbed your stuff and was heading out. They both shot their heads up and looked at you confused. 

“Where are you going” Elliot asked. 

“Where else to get food I’m hungry” You shouted leaving. 

“I would ask how your still hungry but it’s you so not a question.” Wheelan said. 

“Wait up though were hungry were coming” Elliot yelled. 

“Great your buying” You said 

“What why me” Stabler asked 

“Well for one I’m your god daughter and second one payback for making me babysit”  You said. 

“Fine deal but just for you that other man who I still am trying to care for has to pay for his own” Elliot yelled out 

“Deal” You said laughing. 

Elliot walked over and wrapped his arm around you and shot a death glare at Jamie who was just mean mugging him. 

You all 3 left and headed out and you were just glad you got what you wanted out of the day. Which was a free meal.

[zaenight]

CRAZY BUT SHE'S MINE CHAPTER 24 FINAL CHAPTER

"I SWEAR TO GOD IM GONNA POP THIS KID OUT RIGHT NOW IF SOMEBODODY DOESN'T GET THE DAMN KEYS , SOMEONE SOBER!" Jackie exclaimed in pain , gripping onto Ez's arm.

"I got them , here , go ! Lets go everyone to the cars , sober people behind the wheels !" Angel exclaimed as Luisa told them The sons were outside.

"BABY REYES IS COMING!" Tig exclaimed bursting in.

"SHUT UP ALE-GET THE KEYS!" Jackie yelled out in Pain.

Finally making it to the car They drove off too the hospital , the sons driving the too drunk too drive mayans.

"No , no , Mierda!,we're almost there mom , you can't birth the baby in the back of a truck!" Illiana groaned , as Jackie cried out in pain.

Felipe gave his truck , and offered to watch maverick for Luisa and angel.

Angel drove , with Luisa in the passenger side , in the back Jackie had her head on Ez's lap , and legs on Illiana's lap.

"Im gonna kill you!" Jackie groaned , as Ez played with her hair.

"We're almost there Camila." He said , as she gripped his hand.

"Yo I think im gonna throw up." Angel said as Luisa smacked him.

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The sons had to leave a bit Early , much to Tigs dismay , but he demanded pictures.

"Im gonna kill you , OH FUCK!" Jackie said pushing.

"C'mon Camila , you can do it Mi reina." Ez said , As Jackie pushed , as she screamed , a loud wail filled the room.

"It's a girl , A beautiful baby girl." The doctor said , as the baby cried.

"Do you have a name?" The doctor asked , as He let Ez cut the umbilical cord.

"Esmae "Marisol" Reyes , that's her name." Jackie said as Ez Sat by her , Passing her the now calm baby , kissing the tired woman's forhead , painful labour , and a natural

birth with no medication took a toll on the woman's body.

"You did it Querida." Ez said as She held their baby.

"No , We did it Ezekiel." Jackie said with a glance , small smile on her face.

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"Angel , Luisa , we want you to be Esmae's godparents." Ez said to his brother and future

sister-in-law.

"Esmae?" Angel questioned.

"Esmae "Marisol" Reyes , thats her name , That's your Goddaughter ." Jackie said sitting up with the help of Luisa , Illiana was holding Esmae , gushing over her new baby sister.

Angel's eye's lit up as Illiana passed Esmae to him , and he cried , he fucking cried.

"Shut up." He said to Ez , who chuckled.

The club members all got their turn to hold baby Esmae , Later on Gurero and bottles left , along with Luisa who had to take care of maverick.

"Hey? before you went into labour you wanted to tell me somthing?" Ez questioned , the club asleep outside , while illiana slept on the couch in the room..

"Ezekiel I want to get married and be your old lady , I love you." Jackie said as Ez had a smile on his face.

Until the door burst open , Illiana popped up , Esmae started to cry , and jackie stared at the police.

The club was in cuffs , cursing the police.

"Mayans Mc , your under arrest for mutiple charges." Frankie told them.

"Just let me hold my little girl

and say goodbye to my wife

and kid before you arrest me

and the guys, please." Ez told him , as illiana handed the baby to him , holding her with one arm , he wrapped another around Illiana , Jackie's hand rested on his knee.

"Los amo a los tres, y cuando salga, nos casaremos y todo eso, Jackie, te lo prometo, lo siento." Ez told them , kissing Esmae's forhead one last time , Before putting her in Jackie's arms , and holding his girls one last time , before he was taken away in cuffs.

(I love the three of you , and when I get out , We're getting married and everything Jackie , I promise you that , Im sorry.)

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*~*8 YEARS LATER*~*

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"Dad's getting out soon , he hates when we go visit because he doesn't like us seeing him behind the glass but really he loves it because then he knows we're okay." Illiana said, she was now 24 , although she looked the same as the day Jackie met her , she still lived with them of course , She's had girlfriends , but none of them worked like it did with Natalia.

"Let's go , let's go!,

he's gonna think it's

a normal visit but really

we're going to bring

him home." A now eight year old esmae exclaimed , never getting to hug her father , due to the glass.

"Ok , ok , come on you two ." Jackie said , as Sally barked , Jackie laughed.

"Ok , you Three , there happy , lets go , lets go!" Jackie exclaimed as The three girl's and the Pit walked out the door.

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Ez reyes , and the Club had gotten Eight years to life , or so they thought , the warden saw there good behaviour , and without their knowledge was going to release them.

Gurero had patched in Nestor and Bottle's due to the request of The club , the threeupdating the reyes brothers of their family.

They also play Princesses with Esmae , Illiana uses the pictures of them in tutu's and tiara's as blackmail.

Luisa brings the now ten year old maverick over for playdate's , the two cousins adore eachother.

The Sons adored the little girl , she was a ball of sunshine , in this dark world.

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"Ezekiel Reyes , you have visitors." The guard stated.

Usually they just took them out for visiting , so Ez was a bit confused , Especially when he saw his brother and the club being taken to the visitor's room.

"DADDY!" Esmae exclaimed , So did Maverick as They ran to their fathers.

As the men picked up their kids , the gave a confused glance.

Jackie walked over to ez , Pulling him into a long kiss.

Illiana laughed , as Esmae made a gagging noise , hugging her father , and with much suprise she walked over to Bishop , pulling him into a hug.

"What-" Ez was about to say as Jackie laughed.

"Your out Ez , Free , YOU BOYS ARE COMING HOME!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Wha-How?" Creeper stated confused.

"Good behaviour , and a bit of womanly manipulation , and a bit of help from Emily , She's a hell of a lawyer." Jackie stated as her and Luisa smirked at eachother.

"NOW LETS GET YOU TWO MARRIED!" Illiana exclaimed.

"Right now!?" Ez exclained.

"Yes right now , Mom has the dress , we got the suits , we got the ven- LET'S GO VAMOS!" She exclaimed As Esmae frabbed her father's hand , and Illiana grabbed her mothers.

"What the fuck!" Angel exclaimed , as Maverick wacked him.

"Language!" The boy said as Luisa chuckled , pulling angel into a kiss.

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They did it they got Married , Letty and hope cheered as she walked down the Isle , Illiana and Esmae holding flowers and the rings , Felipe officiating the wedding.

"Do you Ezekiel "Lorenzo" Reyes take this lovely bride as your wife." Felipe said.

"I do " Ez said.

"And do you , Camila "Jackie" Vincent , take my idiot son , as your husband." Felipe said.

"I do." Jackie snorted, as Ez rolled his eyes.

"You may now kiss the fucking bride , trata a su hijo correcto." Felipe said , as They all Cheered.

(treat her right son)

Did I mention Tig walked her down the Isle , no well he did.

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*small smut*

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"Fuck , I've been wanting to do this since I saw you." Ez growled.

Jackie moaned as he thrusted into her , Holding on too the bed sheets , knuckels turning white .

Ez kissed her chest , listening to her moans , made him fuck her even harder.

As he came in her He rested his head on her shoulder , her hands tracing shape's on his bare back.

"I fucking missed you Ezekiel." Jackie said.

"I fucking missed you too Camilia , you and your fucking Crazy ass." He said as they laid side by side.

"Im crazy but-" She was cut off by a kiss.

"Your mine." Ez said as their kiss was turned into round two.

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THANK YOU FOR READING CRAZY BUT SHE'S MINE , THE SECOND BOOK I HAVE COMPLETED.

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HERE ARE MY OTHER BOOKS THAT YOU MIGHT LIKE.

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WANHEDA COMMANDER OF DEATH // BRANDON CARVER (THE WALKING DEAD)

MAMA DIDN'T RAISE NO BITCHES // EZ REYES & NESTOR OCTEVA (MAYANS MC)

HIS GIRL // JOSÈ MARQUEZ (CLUBHOUSE 2004)

HIS DOWN BITCH , HER CHOLO // ERNESTO MENDOZA (HOPE RANCH 2002)(COMPLETED)

READ ALL ABOUT IT // BROOKE DAVIS (ONE TREE HILL)

THE DRAGON AND HER KNIGHT // BELLAMY BLAKE (THE 100)

[bountydroid]

Married?

Aesop Sharp x OC

Request:

It's Sharp x fem!OC where OC is the MC godmother (it's not as important but would be great if that was also fem!Ravenclaw MC x Sebastian Sallow but it's in the background, so whatever suits you)

Because MC was running around saving people and fighting bad guys, she got hurt a lot (not always something serious) and needed a lot of healing potions (and other as well) and somehow she grew close with professor Sharp (not as close as with Fig at first but after his death, Sharp became a father figure to MC - not replacing Fig, they had this conversation). Professors Hecat and Ronen became uncle/aunt of sorts.

OC (MC's godmother) was the one raising MC since she was little (OC's sister - MC mother - died when she was 5, and MC's father before she was born). She met Fig. Due to her work she was able to visit MC at Hogwart a year after MC defeated Ranrok (MC was living with her during summer but she couldn't visit earlier, so Sharp was MC's biggest support - trauma bonding etc).

MC's friends will later joke that OC and are raising a child already, they might as well get married. Maybe you could also add OC's ex fiance that wasn't a good guy. Maybe Sharp worring about MC's reaction and her being happy about it (maybe she tried to get them together and got her friends to help). Just one big family bonded by shared trauma and other things

Notes: I hope you are happy with this anon!

I just did Y/n for the name of the OC since you didn't say anything in particular about that. Hope that is okay!

I did M/C for the main character's name.

GIF by est-wind

It had been a year since her goddaughter caused all sorts of trouble at Hogwarts. Y/n felt like she aged 10 years while worrying for her during her first year at school. Y/n looked forward to all the letters she received from the Ravenclaw, happy to know she was alive and well despite fighting so many enemies at once, as well as making lifelong friends and even a boyfriend. While Y/n thought maybe her goddaughter was a little young for dating, she bit her tongue. She knew she was just being overprotective. She had raised her M/C since she was young after her parents died, taking her in as her own child. While M/C was at school, Y/n received letters from some worried professors. She was happy to see so many people cared for her goddaughter. It seemed that she got the father figure M/C always wanted, two of them in fact! Y/n was thrilled. She had been engaged once before, but M/C convinced her to leave him due to the emotional abuse she endured. She never recovered from that relationship and decided to focus on her goddaughter instead of dating, leaving the two of them on their own. Y/n got particularly close to a certain potions professor who spent a lot of time healing M/C after each adventure. She was so glad her goddaughter had someone to fuss over her when she was so far away. Soon their letters became more than just about healing potions and more about other areas of M/C's wellness as well as the worries and stress they both shared. Before she knew it, she felt like she had a normal family. The next thing she knew, they started sending intimate love letters to one another. By the time the school year ended, Y/n was more than happy to have her goddaughter home with her. She had missed M/C very much and felt like she could finally breathe again now that she was safe in her arms. However, before she knew it, summer was over, and it was time for M/C to return to Hogwarts. "Be careful, M/C; I don't want this year to be as crazy as the last." Y/n lectured. "I will, I promise!" M/C responded as she hurried along the train platform. "Maybe you can come to visit! Professor Fig would love to see you." "Of course! It would be lovely to see my old friend." She responded as she smiled down at her goddaughter. "Maybe I could meet Sebastian finally? You've barely talked about anyone else all summer." M/C giggled. "Sure, and maybe you can spend some alone time with Professor Sharp?"

Y/n couldn't help but blush. She knew it was time for them to meet in person, but it felt scary after baring her soul to him in her letters. "I would like that."

A few months passed, and it was Y/n's turn to get on the train to Hogwarts. She was practically buzzing with anticipation as she found a seat. She was so excited to see her goddaughter again. However, her mind would often drift off to think of Aesop, daydreaming of jumping into his arms. The train came to a halt as they reached the Hogwarts station. She barely made it off the platform when she heard M/C calling for her. "Y/n Y/n, over here! M/C jumped around excitedly. Next to her were Fig and Sharp, with smiles on their faces. "You guys didn't need to come to meet me!" Y/n said, smiling as she made her way towards them. "Of course we did. We had no choice anyway. This one practically dragged us here." Fig responded jokingly while putting a hand on M/C's shoulder. Y/n looked over at Aesop and kissed his cheek. "It is good to see you." She said, smiling at him. "I have looked forward to this for some time. "Me too, he responded, reaching for her hand. The 4 of them made their way to Hogsmeade to the room Y/n was renting at the Inn. After they were satisfied that she was settled, Fig took M/C back to the castle while Sharp and Y/n got some butterbeer and spent some time alone. Conversations flowed smoothly, and it felt like they had known each other their whole lives. Y/n didn't know if she could fall even more in love with him. She was entirely devoted to the man in front of her. Y/n enjoyed her time at Hogwarts. She met M/C's friends and professors, who all adored her. It was just Y/n and M/C for so long, but now their family had grown exponentially. "Professor Sharp took great care of Miss M/C." Professor Ronen said while pouring a cup of tea. "I tried my best. She is a difficult girl." Aesop sighed. "You two are raising her well. You might as well get married." Sebastian chimed in. "That sounds wonderful." Y/n said, blushing. "Really?" Aesop asked. "You want to get married?" Well. I mean -" Y/n stuttered. "Yea, if you want to." "I think maybe I should leave you two alone." Professor Ronen said, getting up from the table they were sitting at and quietly exiting the room with Sebastian in tow. The two of them didn't respond, staring intensely into each other's eyes. "What would M/C think?" Aesop asked nervously. "I am not sure. I think she would be happy about it, though. She really seems to like you." Y/n responded, grabbing his hand to settle his nerves. "Would Sebastian suggest it if she would be against it?" "You are the most amazing woman I have ever met. You have been through so much and handled it with grace. I would love to marry you. As long as M/C permits it." He said, smiling while squeezing her hand. Little did they know, M/C was the one that told Sebastian to say that, knowing her godmother's feelings for the potions professor. M/C couldn't be happier with her ever-growing family.

[dizzyduck44]

Story Time - A British Grand Prix 🇬🇧

Settle yourself in, this is a fan experience of how F1 used to be (pre-Twitter) and is a bit of a novel.

My brother and I went to the 2012 British Grand Prix. Other than a girl I went to school with we knew no one else who had been, so obviously a lot of people grilled us for information, was it good, can you see much, is it worth it, what’s the traffic like.

My brother’s boss decided that’s it, he was going next year by himself. Now my brother’s boss was very much the bachelor. Earning a six figure sum, never married, no kids, not even a pet, owned his own house. He was never short of money. His one luxury was a two week trip to Australia every year to go diving.

So where as we had sat in Woodcote (still an expensive ticket), he of course bought himself a pit lane ticket. Spent quali day overlooking the garages.

So Sunday he gets to the track and raids the merch and I’m not over exaggerating here, he bought merch for every team on the grid and some Motor GP stuff. He ended up buying a Valentino Rossi sports bag to carry it all in.

So he gets to his “seat” and realises, he can see the pit lane, the finish line and that is about it. There isn’t even a big screen. He looks over in the International Pit Straight (now the Hamilton Straight) Grandstand and there are empty seats (yes really!). So he asks a security guard can he go sit there, after all it’s technically a downgrade. They say yes and he and his bag of swag go and find a seat.

He sits down and after 10 minutes realises the guy next to him is on his own and they get talking. Turns out this guy had had an awful year in 2012, his girlfriend had a miscarriage which lead to them splitting up, he had lost his job and his Dad had be diagnosed with the early stages of cancer, but his family had bought him a one day ticket to see the Grand Prix to give him something to look forward to, as he had always wanted to go. However obviously money was still tight as he was not back in work yet, so he had come in on the bus and hadn’t really looked around as he couldn’t afford anything.

My brother’s boss, opens up the swag bag and asks this guy who his driver is, who he supports. Turns out he’s a Ferrari fan so a Ferrari cap is produced out the treasure trove and he hands it to this guy he has known 20 minutes.

They watch the race and Alonso driving for Ferrari ends up in 3rd. Podium over and done with this guy tries to hand back the cap to which the boss says “absolutely not, you can’t come all this way, see your driver on the podium and not have something to remember the day by”.

As they are walking out of the complex, this guy bumps into someone he knows from work, usual pleasantries, “didn’t know you were coming”, “where we you sat?”, “where you parked?” The guy sheepishly says he is on the bus. The work colleague says the hell you are, we’ll take you home.

As he’s about to leave the guy says thank you again and the boss suddenly says, “who’s your Dad’s favourite driver?” “Räikkönen”, so yeap you guessed it, back in the swag bag and produces a Lotus cap to give to his Dad.

Once he was back in North Wales, he continued to share the wealth. There was a McLaren team shirt for my brother (back when McLaren wore real shirts). A Jenson mug for me, which sadly is long ago broken. A kids Ferrari jacket for his goddaughter, a Rossi cap for someone else in his team and a Red Bull cap for one of the cleaning staff. God knows what else he bought, my brother mentioned seeing him wearing a Williams t shirt a few times and mention of some Webber and Danny Ric merch to take over to his buddies in Oz later in the year.

I know F1 Twitter has made F1 fans seem like a dumpster fire at times and certain driver’s (I do mean plural here) fans can take things too far, but at the heart of it, we are genuinely nice and enthusiastic people, who all enjoy the same thing.

Or in the case of Fernando Alonso at the 2012 British Grand Prix, we all celebrate the downfall of the bad guy (the entire track erupted when Mark Webber overtook him on the last lap to win the race).

[skyler10fic]

Sweet Like Honey: Ch. 2 Pool Party

Summary:

Carol and Daisy meet some fellow guests at the pool (a few original and a few faces from the MCU), including giving Kate Bishop some bisexual encouragement and hope for her future.

Notes: This chapter is pure queer fluff, so if smut isn’t your thing, this one is for you.

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After lunch and some sun lounging, they made their way to the pool. They weren’t alone, though. More queer couples and groups floated around, gathered in corners, or relaxed in the hot tub. 

One of the guys called out to the others as they stepped in. “We have newcomers!” 

Daisy and Carol exchanged a look. They weren’t expecting this to be a social club. 

“I’m David,” he introduced himself to them and pointed to the others. “That’s Harry, my partner, then we have Kate, Trish, and Sharon. Jessica is too cool for us so she’s over there hiding in the shade. Then Matteo, Braydon, Joey, and Anderson. Hot tub crew is the enbies: Casey, Flynn, and Sequoia.”   

Daisy and Carol waved and said hello to the other guests whose names they had already forgotten. David was joined by Harry and some of the women. 

“I’m Carol, and this is my wife, Daisy. How do you all know each other?” Carol asked. Before, she had assumed that they were all strangers, but clearly she and Daisy had interrupted some sort of gathering. 

“Technically, we don’t,” one of the blond ones, Sharon, said cryptically. 

Kate, a young brunette in a flamingo float ring, rolled her eyes. “We say what happens at Pegasus stays at Pegasus. Like Fire Island or Dinah Shore. Or so they tell me. I haven’t been to those yet. But the point is, not everyone you meet is 100% out yet, but here, you can be whoever you wanna be.” Kate smiled and traced her fingers whimsically over the water’s surface. 

Daisy admitted, “We’ve never been to those either. Do you all meet up for vacation?” 

David spoke up with his chin in the air. “Only because I am a master planner. If I didn’t, we’d never see each other again. Most of us met here in college, but we switch up the vacay location every year. It’s Harry and I’s 10th-anniversary trip, so we came back to where it all started.”

“I’m new too,” Kate explained. “I’m Trish’s cousin. She brought me as a college graduation trip before I start work. How about you two? First timers? What’s your story?”

Jessica sighed at Kate’s enthusiasm from where she sat on the pool wall in the shade. “Maybe their story is they came to the pool to relax and want you to leave them alone.” 

Daisy dismissed Jessica’s comment. “No, no. It’s fine. It’s our honeymoon, and yes, our first time to the Cape in general for both of us.”

David slapped the water with his palms. “Shut up! First time here ever? Okay, we are here for you. What have you done so far?” 

Carol tried to remember the name of the restaurant. “Um, we went to a fish place on the boardwalk down there?” She gestured to the area with all the restaurants along the shore. 

Harry blinked. “Girl. That’s, like, all of them.” 

Carol looked to Daisy for help, but Daisy just shrugged and said, “It was a long day. Week, really. Months. We started planning our wedding in February.” 

“Of this year?!” David shrieked. “What?!” 

“That’s a lot of work,” Trish affirmed. 

Kate bounced in her flamingo ring. “Ooo I love weddings! Tell us about it! No, wait, tell us how your story of how you met and got together. Then the wedding.”

Daisy glanced at Carol and started, “We also met in college and were part of the same group of friends, then we got closer just the two of us and fell in love…”

“But I wasn’t out to my super homophobic parents yet. Then after we graduated, I lived with my best friend to help her with her little girl, my goddaughter.” 

“But then,” Daisy picked up, “they moved out to a house and my roommate got married to another one of our friends, so I asked Carol to move in with me a year and a half ago at Christmas, and then a year later, last Christmas, we got engaged.” 

Sharon asked, “Christmas proposal, nice. Who proposed?” Carol could tell she was trying to discern the dynamics of their relationship. 

“We both did,” Carol answered, smiling at Daisy. “We had the same idea. I got her a ring and put it in her stocking, and she did the same for me with her grandmother’s engagement ring.”  

“Aw, that’s adorable,” the others gushed.

“Not these, obviously,” Daisy explained. She held out her left hand with the silicone ring. 

“Good,” David sassed. “Because whew, I’d be trying to figure out how to tell you, honey, your grandma lied.”

They laughed as Carol held out her left hand next to Daisy’s. “No,” Carol confirmed. “These we got from a queer-owned outdoors company. They were exactly what we needed.”    

Upon closer inspection, the pool group saw that Carol’s was orange, white, pink, and maroon marbled and Daisy’s was purple, blue, and pink. 

“Are those your Pride flag colors? That’s so cute,” Kate cooed. “I want one! Not as like a wedding ring. Just for the bi flag like that.” 

Carol winked. “Catch me later and I’ll send you the link.” 

“Okay!” Kate got them back on track. “So after the mutual proposal, which is adorable, by the way, then what happened?” 

Of all of them, Kate and her genuine curiosity and friendliness charmed Carol most. 

David spotted the bar was empty and led his entourage to the pool stairs. Only Kate stayed behind, eager to continue their conversation and hear more about the wedding.

“We’re getting drinks,” he said, looking back over his shoulder at Daisy and Carol. “Come if you want to.” 

Daisy turned to Carol and touched her arm. “I could use a drink. Want me to get you something?” Her eyes flickered to Kate, signaling that they were clearly hitting it off and she didn’t want to take her away from her new admirer. 

“That mango margarita on the sign? Or something like that. You know what I like.” Carol shrugged. 

Daisy smiled and waggled her eyebrows in silly suggestiveness. “Yeah, I do.” 

She climbed the stairs out of the pool with a little extra swing in her hips, knowing Carol was watching as she emerged from the water with her bikini clinging to her body.

“Hashtag goals,” Kate sighed. “Both of you. Hey, can I ask you a question?”

“Shoot.” Carol led them to the corner of the pool, and she leaned back and rested her arms over the side casually. For someone who got married two days ago, Carol was already feeling like a queer big sister to Kate.

“So, Daisy’s bi like me, right? That’s why she had that ring specifically?”

“Yep.” 

“Do you ever worry—this is dumb, sorry.” Kate hid her face in her flamingo.

“No, go ahead, we’ve been together for a long time. I promise we’ve heard it before. And if it can help you, it’s worth asking.” 

Kate looked off to the side and started again. “My last girlfriend broke up with me because she didn’t trust that she was really enough. She’d see me with boys and get so paranoid that I was going to leave her or cheat on her with my best guy friend because she thought it was easier for me being with him and pretending to be straight. She said I ‘acted straight’ with him. But I didn’t feel anything like that for him. I loved her so much, but no matter what I said, she didn’t believe me.” Kate sniffed and swallowed back her emotions. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m telling you all this.” 

Carol frowned and lightly touched Kate’s forearm for a second to get her attention back away from her fresh memories of heartbreak. “Hey. That sucks. I’m so sorry to hear that. That’s her problem, not yours.” 

Kate nodded, so Carol continued. 

“And to answer your question, no. It was hard to believe at first that we could be happy because I’d had so much fear about my future and about being gay, but I don’t doubt Daisy when she says she loves me or worry she’d leave me. And definitely not cheat. She’s had every opportunity to find someone else or say this was too hard. My parents cut off contact and kicked me out when I came out to them, but Daisy and her family became my family too. Even long before I came out to my parents, they basically adopted me.” 

“Really?” Kate listened with interest. 

“After that night, telling my parents about us, I literally walked to their house in the snow on Christmas Eve and they took me in,” Carol recalled. It had only been a year and a half, but it seemed so long ago now. “But don’t worry. The right person will accept all of you.”

“Even being bi? Girls don’t trust me, but guys think it is some sort of kink or about having threesomes or something.”     

“Yeah, especially before we were engaged and had rings, sometimes guys would hit on one of us, assuming we’re just friends and not together like that. We laugh about it, but it sucks too. But my point is, she’s had plenty of offers if she wanted to find a guy, but she wants me and I trust her. I look at it this way,” Carol explained. “Out of everyone, of any gender, she chose me. She could have anyone she wanted, and she wants us. That’s true love.” 

Daisy returned with their drinks, and Carol pushed herself up to sit next to her on the side of the pool with their feet in the water. 

“I only heard the last bit about having anyone I wanted and something being true love,” Daisy confessed. “At least, I assume it was me? What are you two talking about?” 

“Kate is bi too and she’s faced some really bad biphobia,” Carol explained. 

Daisy sent Kate a look of sympathy. “Oh man, that sucks. I’m sorry. I’ve been there.” 

Carol continued, “She asked if I ever worried about you leaving me for a man, which is what her ex-girlfriend was worried about.”

“And why she broke up with me.” Kate traced her finger in the water mournfully. 

“And what did you say?” Daisy asked Carol, intrigued, and took a sip of her pink frozen cocktail. 

“I said a girl worthy of her will feel honored that she chose her out of everyone,” Carol repeated, slightly paraphrasing to emphasize the lesson to Kate, though she was talking to Daisy. “I told her you could have anyone you wanted. But you’re mine.”

“And you’re mine,” Daisy returned in contentment and put her free hand on Carol’s knee. “My wife.” 

Kate observed them with hope and heartache mixing in her big eyes and furrowed brow. “You didn’t ever wonder if life would be easier with a man?” 

“God no. First, men are not easier. The problems are just different,” Daisy scoffed before adding more seriously. “Second, it’s not us who need to change. It’s the world. Yeah, life would be easier without homophobia and biphobia. That’s the enemy. Not each other. And third, she’s worth it. Sure, I’d die for her, but what’s more important is the life we share. That kind of life isn’t about what’s easy. It’s about what’s worth fighting for.”  

Carol couldn’t help but peck a kiss to Daisy’s cheek. She moved her drink to her left hand and covered Daisy’s hand on her knee with her right. 

Daisy giggled as her hand reflexively stiffened under Carol’s. “Oh my god. Your fingers are so cold from holding your drink.” 

“So is yours!” Carol defended but moved her hand and didn’t know where else to put it. Daisy grabbed it with hers and intertwined their fingers. 

“It’s okay, we’ll warm each other up,” Daisy said, satisfied at their object lesson for Kate of what true love looked like. “When you find your person, labels and fears don’t matter so much if you know from a million little things that you can trust them to be there.”

“Thanks,” Kate said. “For listening and for talking to me about this stuff. You guys have helped more than any of them all week.” She nodded to where David and company were lounging on the deck chairs. Trish called to her. 

“What?” Kate called back and made her way over to the opposite side of the pool. Trish offered to buy Kate a drink if she’d get her a refill too. With that deal, Kate said goodbye to Carol and Daisy and headed over to the bar. 

Alone again, Daisy leaned in and said quietly, “Did you notice the guys’ names were Harry and David?” 

“What?”

“Like the fruit baskets. You know, those pear and apple boxes vendors send to the office at Christmas.” 

Carol laughed and tried not to spit out her drink. “Is it offensive if we start calling their group the fruit box?” 

Daisy thought for a second. “Hm, or even more specific… How about the pears?” 

“The As and Ps, the apples and pears society.” Carol bumped Daisy’s shoulder with her own. 

Daisy laughed and bumped her back. Carol put down her drink and tickled Daisy’s bare side with her cold fingers. 

“Don’t! Don’t. You’re gonna make me spill my drink.” Daisy laughed but got up and moved away, protective of her pink margarita slushie, and Carol pouted. 

“Come back! I promise I won’t.” 

Daisy gave her another chance, and, as soon as she was back, Carol pulled her in for a kiss, just because she could with no hesitations or dread of judgmental looks from strangers here. Somehow, their cold fingers didn’t bother each other this time. 

Carol pulled away from the kiss slowly but still kept her attention fully focused on Daisy. 

“What are you thinking about?” Daisy asked, noting the pride in Carol’s expression. 

Carol shook her head slightly. “Just so glad we’re the ones giving that talk now.”

“I didn’t think we ever needed that talk?” Daisy tilted her head. “At least I didn’t. Did you?” 

“Okay, I didn’t know enough about queer stereotypes to need that talk specifically,” Carol confessed. “But I just meant like, being the mentors. Giving hope to the youth. True love lives!” 

Daisy giggled. “The youth? She’s like three, four years younger than us?” 

“Graduation feels like a lifetime ago.” 

“True that.” Daisy raised her glass and Carol toasted it. To all the life experiences they’d been through since then: internships ended and jobs started, a post-grad degree completed and another abandoned, family gained and lost, tears cried and comfort given, fights and compromises, the ache of time apart and frustration of too much time in each other’s space, the reunion sex and the makeup sex and the lazy Saturday slow-burn sex just because they could. From anxious nights in a dorm wondering if they could make it work and someday have what they only dared to dream about to the blissful but real post-wedding exhaustion now. 

They drank their frozen cocktails and enjoyed observing the other guests. It was rare to be in a place so predominantly queer. Like on the boardwalk the night before, they could relax here. 

“I can tell why they keep coming back,” Daisy admitted and nodded to David’s group as they gathered up their stuff to leave and went back to their rooms. “It’s different than a normal vacation.” 

“Yeah, we don’t normally see that, for instance.” Carol gestured with her near-empty drink to the hot tub off to their right, where the androgynous 20- and 30-somethings they had been introduced to earlier had been replaced by two large, graying men, whose kisses were turning more and more passionate. Their wet T-shirts came off, and Daisy and Carol averted their gazes to allow them some privacy.

The only one left from David’s group was Jessica, who was far on the other side of the pool on the deck chairs with her sunglasses on and earbuds in with a book on her chest. 

“Either napping or pretending to nap so no one will bother her. Smart,” Carol remarked. “Seems like a good idea to me. What do you say, time to go back inside?” 

Daisy yawned in response at the mere suggestion. “Yeah, I guess so. The sun is making me sleepy. And the alcohol.” 

They toweled off, slipped on their flip-flops, and put their empty glasses on a return tray at the bar, then headed up to their room for showers and a nap before they needed to get ready for their fancy dinner reservation at the resort restaurant.