#they got a baby sitter and went out to date :)

[the-guilty-writer]

The Fake Doctor

Request from anon: Young autistic reader who’s Derek’s daughter and Derek needs Reid’s help with her 

Derek Morgan x daughter!reader

Summary: After babysitting you, Spencer isn't sure how to bring up to Derek that he thinks you're autistic.

A/N: This is very short and really the best I could come up with. I very rarely write young children readers, but I figured out a way to make this one work by making it more Derek and Spencer centric than reader centric.

CW: just lots of fluff

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Derek looked down the extraordinary long list in front of him and sighed. He didn't normally write a list for the babysitter, but he was worried about Spencer’s child-watching capabilities.

Derek was, for the first time in what he felt was a long time, going out on a date. Of course, your normal sitter canceled last minute due to having the flu. He’d gotten the text that morning at work and was about to cancel his date as well when Reid had offered up his services. Derek knew Spencer was good with kids and you liked him, but your dad was a bit skeptical about if the young doctor really knew what he was getting himself into.

Did a babysitter with an eidetic memory even need a list?

Derek didn’t have time to decide if he should throw it out or not because the doorbell rang through the house. Even though you were distracted by your favorite TV show, you still covered your ears and made a face at the high-pitched sound.

He made a mental note to himself to change the bell to something more pleasant, and walked to the front door to let Spencer in. “Hey, Reid.” Derek let his colleague through the door. “Thanks again for doing this. I owe you one.”

“It’s no problem,” Spencer replied. The two men walked toward the kitchen. “I didn’t have any plans besides reading.” The doctor held a thick book under one arm.

“Well I wrote everything down,” Derek said, handing Reid the list. “But you know how to reach me if you have questions.” While Spencer read through the list, your dad made his way to you. “Hey, baby girl.”

“Hi daddy,” you replied. It made Derek smile - he’d heard from lots of parents that you’d probably switch to “dad” soon enough, but you were still stuck calling him “daddy” and he truly hoped that never went away. “Are you going out with your friend for dinner?”

Derek’s date had been on the calendar for over a week now to prepare you that he wouldn’t be home for bedtime tonight. The unpredictable schedule of his job made you anxious, so when he could let you know about a scheduled event, he put it on the calendar in the kitchen. It wasn’t a perfect fix, but it seemed to help take the edge off.

“Yep,” he kneeled down in front of you. “Dr. Reid is here.”

“The fake doctor,” you said. Derek couldn’t help but laugh and it was only made funnier by the expression on Spencer’s face.

“Yeah, he’s going to stay with you while I go out, like we talked about earlier. Okay?”

You nodded and threw your arms around your father’s shoulders. “I love you, daddy.”

Derek hugged you back tightly. “I love you too, baby girl.” He planted a gentle kiss on top of your head and you went back to watching your show, hugging your arms around your knees as if it replaced the absence of your dad’s presence.

“Good luck,” Spencer said to him, as he left the house.

“You too, kid,” Derek plastered a joking smile on his face to cover up his nerves. It wasn’t his date he was nervous about; he was far more worried about Spencer taking care of you.

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Spencer sat in one of the armchairs in the living room, reading his book over again for the second time. The only reason it wasn’t the third time was because he wasn’t sure what to say to Derek when he got home. Of course, what Spencer had to say was in your best interest, but that didn’t make it seem any less like he had been profiling you.

Just as he was beginning to revise his opening sentence in his head, there was a click with the opening of the front door and light footsteps along the hardwood.

“Hey, pretty boy,” Derek said with a small but tired smile on his face.

“Hey,” Spencer tried his best to control the nervous pitch of his voice. “How was your date?”

“It was good, actually,” he said. “How was my baby girl?”

“She was good.” Spencer tried to look more casual as he walked closer, but he’d forgotten that your dad knew his tells better than he knew his own.

“Reid, what is it?” Morgan’s brow furrowed with concern. Spencer paused and opened his mouth, but paused before he could go further. “Spit it out.”

“I think she might be autistic.” Spencer searched Derek’s face for an adverse reaction - guilt, denial, anger. What he didn’t expect was for him to say, “Yeah. I know,” and go about putting his coat away like the doctor’s statement was nothing out of the ordinary.

“I’ve known for a couple months now,” Derek continued. “It’s part of why I was concerned about you watching her. She doesn’t do great with last minute changes. It’s also why she calls you ‘the fake doctor.’ I had to explain to her why we weren’t going to see you when we went to see the real doctor.”

“Medical doctor,” Spencer corrected. “And I’m not qualified to diagnose anything, but I can give you an opinion.”

Derek smirked. “Well, I know I already owe you, but I could use your help with special interest research.”

Spencer nodded happily. “I’m pretty filled in on what she already knows after tonight.” He thought about the way your face had lit up when you talked, how excited you had been when he gave you a new fun fact, the joy that radiated off you.

“I’m sure you are, pretty boy,” Derek smiled. “But I know she’d love to know more.” he paused. “And I would like to know more too - about how I can help her.”

“Of course,” Spencer replied. “She’s lucky to have you as a dad.”

“Thanks.” Derek’s voice switched from genuine appreciation to a teasing tone when he said, “We’re both lucky she has an uncle that’s a fake doctor.”

And this time, Spencer couldn’t help but laugh.

[sherewrytes]

Ex/ Baby Daddy Gojo x Reader

Gojo x Black Fem Reader (Female bodied )

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Black!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Satoru Gojo and Y/N broke up about a year ago. They got a beautiful daughter by the name of Lehnai Gojo. Satoru found out through Suguru that Y/N started dating again and he wasn't having it.

Warning: Smutty Smut, Porn with Plot. Baby Daddy Satoru. He a lil toxic

Y/N got her daughter Lehnai settled and packed after a long day. Y/N checked the time it was 8 pm, Satoru was supposed to be here to pick up their daughter since 7pm. Y/N checked her phone and saw no text from Satoru. Rolling her eyes, she contemplated calling a sitter or her sister to come babysit because she got a fine ass date tonight. It was his weekend and you were ready to finally start dating again after being single a year now. You got ready wearing your tightest black Versace dress to show off bod. Just as you were contemplating calling your sis to babysit. You heard a knock on your apartment door. You did a once over in the mirror then went to open the door. You see Satoru dressed in his usual Bomber Jacket, Black jeans and white tee with the Cuban link chain, Doc Martins paired with his usual black sunglasses. You saw Satoru eyeing you up and down.

"You going somewhere, Ma. Thought you were stayin' in." You rolled your eyes walking back into your apartment looking for your phone to text your date that you'd be running a bit late. " So you aint gonna answer me Ma. Why you moving like that wid me." Gojo said with a twinge of hurt in his voice. You knew this was his tactics. Come over wind you up, you both argue then fuck. Toxic ass shit, which you were tired of.

"I'm going out Satoru, *waves hands about her body* obviously* Tryna play dumb. Stay out my business." Y/N said while taking out her phone to reply to her date. Gojo snatched her phone out her hand, scrolling through their chat. " Who tf is Christophe. Is it him you got all dressed up for." Here we go again you thought to yourself while trying to take your phone back from Satoru. You were barely 5'7 and he was at least 6'3 barefoot. You sighed "Satoru, can we not do this tonight. I gots somewhere to be, grab Lehnai from the living room, get out so I can head out." Satoru pulled you in closer with his free hand around your waist, leaned closer into your ear and said " Come on Ma, I don't want you going anywhere. If you wanna go out so bad lemme take you out. Get Lehnai dressed up we can go anywhere, or we can chill here as a family."

You stared at Satoru for a minute and he took off his shades and stared at you, with those blue eyes you use to love so much. You can feel the tension between you two growing every minute that passed. Satoru leaned in again and said in a hushed tone "Text him and say you can't make it". You felt Satoru's hand gripping your clothed ass. You mustered up some strength to pull away from him leaving him with your phone to think of a plan B because. He's gonna take Lehnai for his weekend and you were going out regardless of what he was yappin' about.

You walked to your kitchen casually checking on Lehnai in the living room, watching Ms. Rachel and giggling. You strolled to the kitchen to drink something whether its water or wine. Satoru strolled in the kitchen barely a few moments later. Satoru took the cup of water out your hand and leaned in and kissed you slowly just the way he knows you like it. "Toru!!" "Yes Ma, what you need" "For you not to do this. You're just playing around" "No Y/N I'm not playing around. I miss you; I miss us."

Satoru lifted you onto the counter wrapping your legs around his waist. He slowly slides his hand up under your dress to your clothed cunt rubbing slow circles on your clit just to tease you.

" Sa....Toru please" you were desperate, needy and soaking his fingers.

" Talk to me, you know I miss you right, i know you've been missing me too."

You unbuckled his pants, slipped your hand into his boxers, pull his pretty dick out. Suddenly your phone started buzzing on the counter you see it's your date. You were too caught up in the moment. Satoru smirked, picked up the phone and answered the call putting by your ears. As soon as you begun speaking trying to apologize to your date Chris, Satoru pulled your panties to the side and pushed in halfway.

You bit your lip trying to stifle your moans while your eyes were rolling in the back of your head. You knew no one can make you feel the way he does, fuck you the way he does, make you cum and beg the way he does.

Satoru being annoyed you were stifling your moans which he loved and Chris won't get off the phone with you, he picked up the pace. Satoru said "Tell him you're busy. Ma. It's family night." He started to pound into your dripping wet cunt. A moan escaping your lips as you try to quiet down. Not wanting to make it obvious to your date you were getting dicked down. You eventually ended the call only for Satoru to pick up the pace more, feeding you them deep strokes you love so much. "This pussy is mine Y/N. stop tryna share it around." You were dazed on how good he's fucking you, hitting all the right spots. He pounded into to you relentlessly hitting the same spot over and over.

"Satoru, Dadd.....hnghh slow down." He smirked and licked his fingers then started rubbing on your clit. " What were you gonna say. Daddy..Say that shit Y/N you know I love it." Satoru pulled you to the edge of the counter watching tears well up in your eyes while your stomach tightens. Before you could say anything, you choked on your words as you came around his dick.

He didn’t stop pounding into you after your orgasm. He was chasing his own. “fuck..fuck. been missin dis.” he groaned out while twitched inside of you. He pulled out and stroked himself before shooting ropes of cum on your thigh. Satoru puts himself away before heading to the bathroom to get a towel to clean you up. He kisses you deeply and says frankly "Cancel on that dude so we can spend time together." You checked your phone and saw a text from Chris saying " Im guessin you busy tonight so I won't bother you. Enjoy your "family time'."

You spent the rest of the evening and night chilling with Satoru and your daughter. All you can think of is "Man fuck my baby daddy" but you knew you still held a candle for him, but you ain't gonna tell him.

[lovexjoe]

The reader is a famous actress and dated Jacob for 3 years / ended he finds out he has a child at the bb4 premiere one year old

The ANGST 😭

You and Jacob were dating for 3 years till you guys called it quits…well he called it quits. Your relationship was very private so he appeared single to the world. It was half your idea and half his idea. Apparently his manager said it helps if he appears single cause it draws more attention to him. After shooting Bad Boys Ride Or Die he barely returned your calls and was just acting completely off. You couldn’t believe that someone you knew since high school could treat you like this, but fame will do it to ya. You let it be and took your loses.

2 months after the breakup you found out you were pregnant. You left endless calls asking Jacob if you guys can just talk in person one last time. Without context, you sounded desperate but you just didn’t want the potential of your phone calls being leaked. You managed to grab a job in the music industry under a stage name. You produced a few beats for the movie and with that you got invited to go. Greaaaaat. You didn’t really have a choice either cause your management needed you to get more exposure.

You birth a beautiful baby boy all by yourself and today on the day of the premiere he was one year old. You did a few interviews while your baby sitter had Alex inside away from the crowd

“Omg Y/S/N you look stunning tonight! Congratulations on your baby boy turning one today!” The interviewer gushed over a few pics you posted of Alex earlier.

“Awww thank you so much, it’s insane that he’s already a year old. Time flies!” You continue chatting it up with each interviewer. Happy that everybody was really sweet and respectable. You didn’t realize until the last interview that Jacob was right behind you in line for interviews. You felt his eyes on your back. Oh fucking great.

You hurried your way through the crowd hoping you could lose him. When you made it inside you cut the corner to go to the bathroom but you felt a hand grab your arm. He pushes you in the family bathroom, locking the door.

“Y/N do you want to explain to me, why the fuck I wasn’t informed that I have a child?!” Jacob’s jaw was clenched and it was the first you really seen him pissed off. But you know what? So tf were you.

“Oh hi Jacob! Maybe if you returned the 20 missed calls I left you asking to speak to you, you would know! You don’t get to be pissed! You left me! I did all of this by myself and I fucking hate you for it!” At this point you had tears streaming down your face. All the pain, lonely nights, sleepless nights: rushed to the surface.

It broke his heart that you went through pregnancy alone. He was crying as well. He couldn’t believe he missed this crucial time with you and his son.

“Y/N I’m sorry just please please let me make this up to you.” He pulls you close, wiping away your tears. It would be wrong to be petty in this situation cause Alex needed his father.

“I’m not gonna make this easy on you.”

“I understand. I fucked up but I need you and my son. I lost too much time already.” You nodded as he pulls you in for a hug.

You two fixed yourselves up, walking out the bathroom hand and hand. You met up with your babysitter and Jacob couldn’t believe his eyes. You gave birth to a baby him.

“Alex meet your daddy!” You placed Alex in his arms and he was immediately in awe. Alex was already giggling and grabbing Jacob’s face.

You were hurt, yes. But you wouldn’t change this for anything.

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[agaypanic]

Omg I’m obsessed w ur writing! I’m back on my Francis brainrot lol

Could u do a Francis Wilkerson x reader smut where she’s the baby sitter who he’s secretly dating and they let her stay for dinner and then after they have sex?

Keep Your Voice Down (Francis Wilkerson X Reader Smut)

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Summary: You’re the Wilkerson’s go-to babysitter, able to handle any of the chaos the boys throw at you. But you’re Francis’ favorite for other reasons.

A/N: i <3 Francis brainrot. Warning for unprotected sex, wrap it before you tap it. AU where Piama doesn’t exist. As usual, bc it’s smut i’d love some feedback, no matter how much of it i write it doesn’t get easier lol

CW: p in v intercourse, slight praise kink, begging, thigh riding, dirty talk, unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), semi rough sex

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You had been the Wilkerson’s favorite, and sometimes only, babysitter since you were 15. It had happened by complete accident. You had become friends with Francis before he got shipped off to military school. He had invited you over one day, and in a rush to get to work, Lois put you and Francis in charge of looking after his brothers. When she and Hal got home that night, you were serving dinner to the boys and somehow convinced them to take baths afterward and go to bed at a reasonable time.

The rest was history.

When Francis got sent away, you started babysitting more to help the Wilkersons out. They usually couldn’t pay you much, but you didn’t care because you got to hang out with boys that were basically gremlins, got free dinner, and when staying overnight, you’d always call Francis.

But the best days were when he was home for a weekend or holiday. It was hard because he was always away, but your friendship developed into a relationship when he came home for spring break one year. It was a little surprising that you’ve been together for so long since you rarely got to see each other, but you made it work. It was significantly easier when he got a job at the Grotto because a lot of his good pay went towards visiting his family, and secretly you. Secretly, because his family didn’t know you were dating.

“Mom, I like Y/n and all. But I don’t understand why we still need a babysitter.” Reese followed his mother around the house while she prepared for dinner.

“You do know I can hear you, right?” You laughed as you sat at the kitchen table he stood beside. 

“No offense, but I’m sixteen. Having a babysitter is ruining my rep.”

“Reese, when you show enough responsibility to prove to me that you don’t need a babysitter, Y/n will stop being your babysitter.” Lois groaned, clearly done with this conversation.

“Mom, if we did that, Y/n would be my babysitter until I die.” You laughed at his seriousness. 

“What’s so funny?” You leaped out of your seat from the voice. Francis stood on the step bordering the kitchen, grinning at the three of you.

“Francis!” You squealed, running around the table to launch yourself into his arms. Working at the ranch must have been a real workout for him because he caught you with ease, not stumbling an inch from your force. “What are you doing here?”

“Otto gave me the week off, said I deserved it for all the work I’ve been doing. So I decided to come up to visit.” He pecked your cheek before setting you down, which seemed to be in a friendly manner. But you knew better. You stepped away so the rest of his family could say hello to him, even though you wished you could have him all to yourself right now.

“Are you on the clock?” He asked when everyone gave him space. You shook your head.

“Not really. Your mom’s here, but I’m keeping an eye on the boys every now and then. I’m staying for dinner, though.” Francis nodded as he listened, and then smirked. He leaned in to whisper in your ear, a hand on your hip.

“Maybe after dinner, we can have some dessert?” You felt your cheeks heat up. Although he whispered so no one else could hear, his tone was bold and seductive. You cleared your throat, trying to regain composure.

“I think I’ll need some convincing.” You responded before walking away, out of his hold, to help Lois with dinner.

You didn’t need any convincing. With how long it’s been since the last time you saw Francis, it took everything in you not to drag him to the bathroom for some quick relief. But you knew that if you held out on him long enough, the end result would be amazingly worth it.

He made sure to sit next to you during dinner. He did nothing at first, putting food on your plate like a good friend would. Casually making conversation with everyone while you ate. Part of you thought he forgot about your little exchange. 

But then, in the middle of dinner, he put his hand on your thigh. It was so surprising you almost choked on your water. Thank God there was a tablecloth to cover his actions. Above the table, he wasn’t even paying attention to you, too engrossed in a conversation with his father about something ranch related. You would’ve been hanging onto every word. You loved listening to Francis talk passionately about anything. But below the table, his hand was reaching the apex of your thigh, gripping it deliciously hard.

“Are you okay, Y/n?” Dewey asked from his place across from you. You cleared your throat, a hand discreetly moving to Francis’.

“Yeah, Dew-Dew. My drink went down the wrong tube.” You grabbed Francis’ wrist, and before you could pry it off you, even though you wanted to do the complete opposite, he brushed his finger against your clothed core. He smirked, drawing his hand away while you took a deep inhale. “Now, keep telling me about that piano competition.”

You insisted to Lois that you help her with the dishes after everyone had finished eating. Surprising to her, Francis offered to help you, saying he wanted to catch up more with you. You talked about everything and nothing, washing and drying slowly to prolong your conversations. 

As everyone started trailing to their beds, you bid them all good night. You made sure to smother Jamie in kisses before he was taken off. Being a baby, he barely gave you trouble and was, therefore, your favorite Wilkerson to babysit.

You waited for the click of Malcolm closing the door to the boys’ bedroom. When you heard it, you finished the last dish and handed it to Francis. 

“I can’t believe you did that.” You dried your hands off and looked at him. He had a stupid smirk on his handsome face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He dried the plate and set it down before turning to you, leaning against the counter with crossed arms. Francis stared you up and down, lip caught between his teeth.

“Oh, please.” You laughed, moving to the living room. He followed behind you. “You knew what you were doing.”

“Just missed you, that’s all.” His hands were on your waist, turning you around to face him in his hold. He leaned in closely, nose bumping yours. A hand slid down to squeeze your ass. “Is that such a crime?”

Francis’ words always had such an effect on you. You’d be flustered one minute, not knowing what to do with yourself. The next, it was like you had become feral, grasping and clawing for any piece of him. He kissed you with such vigor that your knees went weak. Francis led you backward, not stopping until you were pinned between him and the wall. He nipped at your lip and your breath hitched, the pain feeling so good.

“Francis, your whole family’s here.” You whispered while your boyfriend trailed kisses down your neck.

“Then I guess you’ll have to be quiet, won’t you?” He asked, pulling back to look you in the eye. You could barely meet his gaze, eyelids heavy with lust. A hand set against your jaw, tilting your head up to look at him. “You can do that for me, right baby?” You nodded, but he clicked his tongue. “Words, Y/n.”

“I’ll be quiet.” You whispered. Francis grinned.

“Good girl.” He kissed you again, the hand on your jaw creeping to the back of your neck. Francis’ words of praise made you wetter than his actions. You squeezed your thighs together, searching for some kind of relief. You couldn’t take the waiting anymore. “Need some help, baby?”

“Please, Francis.” You whined. He made quick work of unbuttoning your pants, yanking them down to pool around your ankles so you could step out of them. He dragged his hands up your bare thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You kept begging and pleading, making sure your voice was low.

And then he brushed his fingers right against your most sensitive spot. You clamped a hand against your mouth to muffle the moan that escaped you.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.” Despite all the time apart, he found your clit easily, playing with it like a button, begging to be pushed. He pushed his knee forward to separate your legs, bringing you down to grind on his thigh. You gasped, rutting your hips against him with Francis’ help. He pulled you back and forth, continuously teasing your clit.

“God, Francis, please.”

“What do you want?” He locked eyes with you again, refusing to let you get shy with him. “Come on, baby, what do you need? Just say it, and I’ll give it to you.”

“Your…” A particularly rough thrust against Francis cut you off. He smirked down at you.

“How can I give you what you want if you don’t tell me?” Francis knew exactly what you wanted. He just liked to be an asshole. Probably payback for you not giving in to him earlier. 

“Your cock.” You whimpered. “Need your cock, Francis.” He grinned.

“See, was that so hard?” He asked condescendingly. Before you could roll your eyes at the tone, Francis grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted you up. You wrapped your limbs around him tightly to not fall and to keep him close to you. Keeping you up against the wall with one hand, Francis used his other to unbuckle his belt, tugging his pants down just enough to pull himself out of his boxers. He was hard against your thigh, so close to where you needed him most. 

Francis pulled your panties to the side, showing off your pussy to him. He almost groaned at the sight, a sight he missed so much. He grabbed hold of himself, rubbing himself up and down, too agonizingly slow for your liking.

“Francis. Need you so bad.” You ground your hips down, and he got the message. After rubbing his tip through your folds a few times to gather your wetness, he buried his cock in you. You dug your nails into his back at the sensation. He filled you to the brim; the pain of him stretching you felt so good.

Francis didn’t take any mercy on you. He immediately started fucking into you, your head falling onto his shoulder as he turned your bones to jelly. You began to moan at the feeling, but he brought a hand to your mouth to stop you.

“Gotta be a good girl for me.” He panted. “Gotta be quiet. Fuck.” It took everything in you to follow his commands. Francis pistoned in and out of you hard; you don’t know how you contained yourself. “Jesus, you feel so good, Y/n.”

“Fuck, Francis.” You whined against his hand, throwing your head back against the wall while arching your back. He took his hand away to rub your clit, continuing to pound in and out of you.

Francis could tell you were getting close. You were practically squeezing the life out of him, clawing at his back and shoulders, gnawing at your lip to keep quiet because you wanted to be good for him.

“You wanna come, baby? I bet you do.” He teased.

“Please, lemme come, Francis.” You begged, gasping as all his attention on you brought you closer to the edge. “Please, I need to come so bad.”

“Okay, okay.” He shushed you, furthering his assault on your clit while leaning forward to suck at your neck. “You wanna come? Come. Do it.” His words pushed you over harshly. He had to keep you against the wall with his body, the hand previously holding you up now silencing you while the other helped you ride out your high. His thrusts started to become sloppy. “Oh, fuck.” 

Francis reached his peak as well, coating your insides. His thrusts slowed to a stop as you both caught your breath. You gained enough energy to grab his face, bringing him to your lips.

“I missed you.” You whispered after a deep breath. Francis grinned, kissing you again.

“I missed you too, honey.”

[mirrored-movements]

Spider-Sitters

(Miguel O'hara x reader)

Synopsis: Peter needs a babysitter for the evening and who better to ask than you and Miguel?

Warnings: Idk baby fever maybe, this is kinda cute, got my heart melt a little

Sitting on one of the brightly illuminated chairs you spun in place absentmindedly, nothing particular in mind as you'd only really been there to keep Miguel company. The man having been working all day without taking any sort of break- despite you bothering him about taking at least one.

‘This can't wait it has to be done as soon as possible’ was always the answer- something you and Lyla both agreed was a bit much but what could you do besides just sit there and hope your presence someone eased the man’s nerves.

“Incoming Spider-Personel.” Lyla’s voice came and went quickly as the platform began it’s slow dramatic descent, the platform barely nearing the floor when a small figure had fallen from the ceiling- your spider sense quickly kicking in as you’d shot a web catching the small redhead; your lips curling into a smile right away.

“May May! Hi sweetie! How are you?” Cooing your words at the small child she giggled in response, her small hands making grabby hands towards where Miguel stood, drawing out a laugh from you. “No no honey Miguel’s a little busy.”

Another person had joined the platform soon after Mayday had, Peter's apologetic face coming quickly into view as he began talking to you as opposed to your clearly annoyed partner. “Sorry for dropping by so unexpectedly but I have a favour to ask.”

Propping Mayday onto your hip you motioned for the man to continue, his next set of words enticing a huff in annoyance from Miguel.

“Well, I was wondering if you could watch Mayday for the evening, wife and I wanted to have a sort of date night and you know finding a babysitter for a baby that can crawl on walls- uh that might but be easy.”

Right away understanding what he was asking your lips curled into a warm smile, “Oh yeah that’s not a problem, Miguel and I have no problem taking care of this little spiderling.” Cooing a little once again towards the girl you pinched her nose softly, a quick side eye following suit as you’d taken note of how Miguel had turned to stare.

The man surely wanting to object, but choosing to bite his tongue instead.

You were a stubborn one.

“Really? Aw thanks a mil, I’ll be sure to repay you guys when we get back.” Moving to squish his daughter's face into his hands and press a quick kiss to her forehead Peter gave you a look of gratitude, his fatherlike stare coming down to rest back onto his daughter. “Uh ok her bedtime is six o’clock, she doesn’t like broccoli and her favorite show is the bouncing fruits on youtube. If there are any issues don’t hesitate to text me.”

“Yes yes of course, now go enjoy your time with your wife.” Using your free hand you shooed the man away, shaking your head with a soft smile only to roll your eyes at the sound of a huff beside you. Your attention now fully on Miguel waiting to hear what he had to say.

“Miguel and I have no problem? I didn’t agree to babysit.” Repeating what you’d said to Peter he let out a breath, hand raising to run through his hair while his gaze pulled away from the computer screens to focus on where you stood.

The sharpness of them softening a little at the sight of Mayday's bright smile as well as the way you held the girl.

“Come on Miguel, it’ll just be this once.” Shifting Mayday into your hands you held her out towards the man bringing her back so that her face was right beside your own. “And how can you say no to these faces?”

Taking in a breath he observed the way you puffed out your cheeks, lips pursing out a bit all the while Mayday outstretched her arms- trying to grab at him.

“Fine. Lyla, save the progress and close up the computers.”

“Roger that boss.”

Waiting for the screens to close down Miguel let out yet another sigh, hand motioning towards you and Mayday. “Come on.”

Following right away a victorious smile couldn’t help but cross your lips, something the small girl right away took note of by patting your cheek with her little palm.

She was so cute.

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Having brought Mayday back to yours and Miguel's shared apartment you right away brought out some drawing supplies- or well more like a few highlighters and pens that the small girl seemed entertained enough with.

Standing over the kitchen sink to wash a few of the dishes you’d used to give Mayday a snack, your gaze moved toward Miguel. The man having been leaning against the counter on the opposite side of where you were, head tilted to the side and attention focused on the small redhead.

“Go and sit down with her.”

At the soft call of your voice, his head turned in order to face you, the hardened expression he typically wore cracking the slightest bit. “What?”

“Go sit down with her and draw or play a game, something like that.”

Wanting to object right away at what you were implying the look you’d given him merely drew out a defeated sigh, his arms falling from the counter and with heavy steps, he neared the table planting himself into the seat across from hers.

After a minute or two of sitting with her, you noticed how he spoke to the child; soft and almost playful, a pencil had been clasped between his fingers as the redhead had convinced him to draw her a cat.

It warmed your heart to see Miguel like this, you two had been together for quite some time now but you knew how much he hesitated about being around Peter's daughter- that much was clear from day one. Although despite that hesitance he never seemed to let her fall, let her hurt herself, etcetera.

It was most certainly the paternal instinct he had tried to suppress.

You found it endearing.

Getting pulled out of your thoughts by a gentle tug at your pant leg you turned off the sink, eyes trailing down towards the little girl who called for your attention.

Smiling gently down at her you noted how her hands were smudged with pencil lead, a soft laugh leaving you as you leaned down to pick her up. “Your hands are all dirty.” Musing that out you turned the water back of softly pulling her hands into the stream where you then gently washed her hands.

Coming back from the table himself Miguel watched what you were doing, a soft smile gracing his lips as he held his own hands up. “My hands are dirty, can you wash them too?” He laughed at the comment, some more following as you’d taken Mayday's hand using it to splash some water at him.

Mayday giggled at this, the little girl practically bouncing in place within your hold.

So cute.

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“You suck at braiding hair.”

An offended gasp left your lips at Miguel's comment, hear tilting over the couch to face where he leaned over the back of it, hand under his chin and a slight quirk to his lips.

“You’re so mean, why don’t you do her hair then? Huh?” Having Mayday currently sitting in front of you, you gestured with the hairbrush toward the girl's unruly red locks. Her childish giggles filled the room quickly upon being raised into the air being handed towards your partner as he rounded the couch.

“Fine, I will,” Taking her from your hands he sat down much like you had, lips still curled into a small smile as he spoke confidently. “Watch and learn Hermosa.”

Rolling your eyes at the comment you took his previous place leaning over the couch, eyes watching the way he occasionally brushed Mayday's hair back parting it into two sections. It seemed almost routinely how he worked so effortlessly with her hair, making sure he kept her small hands busy with a scrunchie.

Two neat French braids curled down the girl's head, some small hair clips you’d found around the apartment dotting her hair as well.

“See? What did I tell you.” Leaning back against the couch Miguel stared up at you, his gaze was warm, lips still curled into a gentle smile upon seeing how you reflected the look.

“Fine fine. You did a good job, Miguel,” Leaning forward a little you have the tip of his nose a quick peck seeing as that was all you could reach. “Maybe I should get you to do my hair one of these days.”

He smiled triumphantly at that, head returning down to the girl sitting before him, hands coming to lift her off the ground and into the air almost playfully.

Watching from your spot between the kitchen and living room you laughed softly, eyes shining with pure adoration as this was a side of Miguel many- even yourself sometimes- didn’t get the opportunity to see.

A tingle in the back of your mind had you gradually moving towards the front door, hand reaching for the handle to swing it open just enough to stop Peter’s hand from knocking.

Holding up a finger for him to remain quiet you brought him into the apartment, the two left in the living room still goofing off until Mayday’s gaze fell upon her dad. The girl squawking out in excitement as Miguel set her down onto the floor.

“There’s my girl! Did you have fun! Looks like you did, looks like you did! Aw look at your hair too.” Right away beginning to coo at her Peter swiped her off the ground, kissing were peppered across her face in an instant before his attention returned towards the two of you. “Thank you guys so much for watching her, I really owe you one.”

Having moved to stand beside Miguel you smiled happily at Peter, “It was no problem, she was such a delight and if you ever need someone to watch her again I’m sure we have no problem.” Your hand moved to take Miguels, the man responding with a gentle hum and nod.

Sparing Mayday a final wave you watched the pair leave, your hand faintly tugging away from Miguels before he’d just come to wrap you in a hug; arms bunding around your waist while his chin came to rest on your shoulder.

“Gonna miss the little spider-girl?” Questioning him softly you tilted your head to rest it light on his, hand coming up to comb your fingers through his hair.

With a low hum he seemed to nuzzle into you a little, eyes glancing to the side at your expression. “Maybe,” He began swaying a little, fingers rubbing circles into the shirt you wore, “But this got me thinking.”

“Ok, thinking about what?”

“Well,” Pulling away a little to properly look down at you he seemed to think over what he was going to say, mind going a mile a minute. “What if, we maybe…” His eyes moved towards the door where Peter and Mayday had left through, the rest of his question being implied.

Staring up at him your lips curved into a smile once again, hopping up onto your tiptoes to peck him on the lips quickly. 

“We can try.”

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<Unedited>

Miguels a DILF- you can't change my mind.

[ladykailitha]

The Eddie Munson Guide to Dating an Oblivious Jock Part 5

This a short one because technically this is the end of the guide, but there is an appendix and an afterword with Lucas and Max. Which I will put out tomorrow. Thank you for all the support for this fun little story that got completely out of hand, but that I loved doing. Thanks again to @artiststarme for suggesting this. I hope you enjoyed it.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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Step Eight: Kissing

“Whoa, whoa!” Max said. “We’re already at kissing?”

Eddie grinned. “I don’t mean on the lips. We’ll get to that.”

“What kind of kisses are we talking about then?”

The final step to bagging your jock is kissing. But by this I mean on the cheek, the forehead, top of the head, the hand. We’re talking flirty kisses. And then you build up to neck kisses and lips. And even lip kisses have different categories.

“Fuck,” Max said rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands. “I didn’t realize it could be so confusing.”

“Don’t worry,” Eddie said, “I’ll break it down so that you understand.”

There are gentle good morning kisses, quick hello pecks, lazy warm kisses, heat searing could lead to something else type kisses.

“Oh. I get it now,” Max said. “Not all kisses are the same.”

“And you get to decide if it’s going too far,” Eddie said. “You can say no at any time. But also so can he. So if he says wait, stop, or no. Or even any of the variations therein stop. And if he doesn’t stop when you tell him to, break his knee.”

“Eddie...” she whined.

“I mean it,” Eddie growled. “Consent is hella important. I don’t care who it is.”

Max rolled her eyes. “That’s not what the movies and TV and books say.”

“Then you’re consuming the wrong kind of media, kid,” Eddie said. “Because yeah, you are going to get those kind of things in everything, but you’ll also find some good stuff. Usually written by women, unfortunately.”

She nodded.

Eddie started ramping up his affections by kissing Steve on the cheek when they said goodbye. Which always leaves him blushing and stammering.

And then he began kissing Steve’s hand hello which got the best reaction in Eddie’s humble opinion. A deep blush, the ducking of his head and cute drawn out cry of “Eddie!”

“The first time I saw that one,” Max said, “I didn’t know humans could even turn that color of red.”

Eddie laughed. “I know, right? That was also when our idiot friends picked up on the fact I was hitting on Steve.”

“I still can’t figure out how they missed all the signs up this point,” she said rolling her eyes. “Like I get Steve and Lucas. We love their obliviousness. It’s part of their charm. But how did our so-called genius friends miss you literally plastering yourself all over our baby-sitter.”

Eddie laughed. “One of the great mysteries of the world.”

Steve was curled up under Eddie’s arm on Eddie’s sofa for their weekly movie night.

“You okay there, beautiful,” Eddie murmured.

“I think I feel a migraine coming on,” Steve admitted softly.

Eddie kissed the top of his head. “I’ll be right back, sweetheart.”

Steve sat up after a bit struggling and Eddie helping him. Eddie went to the bathroom and got the extra strength pain killers he kept on hand for just such an occasion. He got a water bottle out of the fridge and made his way back to Steve.

He stopped at the entrance to front room. Steve was struggling to stay up right, his eyes were closed and pinched. He kept trying to smooth them out but the pain would get too much and he would furrow his brow again.

“Hey, hey,” Eddie murmured, as he knelt in front of him. “Let’s get you to bed. Can you stand, sweetheart?”

Steve nodded and Eddie helped him to his feet. Steve wobbled a bit, but was able to stand on his own.

Eddie led the way to the bedroom where he put Steve to bed. It was a testament to how bad Steve was already that the boy didn’t protest.

Eddie gave him the medicine and the water. Steve downed most of the bottle before Eddie took it from him and bullied him under the covers. He got up to leave Steve to his rest, when Steve grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t go,” he murmured. “Please stay.”

Eddie smiled softly. “Whatever you need, beautiful.”

He crawled into bed from the other side and curled up next him. He pressed a kiss to Steve’s poor belabored head. “I’m here.”

“Okay,” Max said. “I understand better. Kissing doesn’t have mean attraction it can mean affection, too.”

“Exactly,” Eddie said. “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

“So when was your first kiss?” she asked.

“When he woke up actually,” he admitted shyly.

Her eyes went wide. “Seriously?”

He nodded.

When Steve woke up the room was dark and the gentle light of the moon peaked through the curtains. The pain in his head was almost gone and he was wrapped in Eddie’s arms.

“Hey,” Eddie murmured, “you feeling any better?”

Steve rotated in Eddie’s arms so that were face to face. “Yeah, thanks to you.”

Eddie pulled him close. “You could have said you had a migraine, I would have postponed.”

Steve shook his head. “I didn’t start to get one until we were half through. Besides, I like it here. Remember? It’s homey.”

“Safe, you said,” Eddie replied, rubbing his nose up and down Steve’s.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “I would rather be here with a migraine then at home.”

Eddie smiled. “I would have come and taken care of you, darlin’.”

Steve breath caught in his chest. “You’re so good to me.” He brought his hand up to Eddie’s cheek. “I’m not reading this wrong, am I?”

“No, sweetheart.”

Steve pressed forward, slotting their lips together. Eddie melted into the kiss and he could feel Steve do the same.

“I love you, Stevie,” Eddie said once they had parted.

Steve looked into his eyes with such adoration that Eddie was sure he had taken psychic damage.

“I love you so much, Eds,” he whispered back.

Eddie sat up and gently tapped Steve’s forehead. “Let’s go get you something to eat.”

Steve groaned. “Oh I don’t think I’m up for eating.” He held his stomach dramatically.

“You need to eat something, sweetheart,” Eddie said soothingly. “I’ll find you something that is easy on your tum tum.”

Steve sighed. “Yeah, okay. I trust you.”

“Holy hell,” Max said. “That was even more sickeningly sweet then I imaged.

Eddie laughed. “It what I was going for, you know? The sweetness of it. Because that’s what Steve needs. Someone to be sweet to him. Robin is fantastic but we both know that when her and Steve get together they try and out sass each other.”

“And the rest of us are hormonal little shits,” Max agreed with a grin that split her face.

Eddie smiled fondly. “That’s certainly true. Well, except the older kids, Nancy, Jonathan, and Argyle. But they can be affectionate with Steve, Argyle especially, but they aren’t soft.”

“And Steve needs all the softness in the world,” Max said. “Is there anything else? I mean at this point you’ve bagged the jock. He is yours. What else can there be?”

Part 6

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[sarahsmi13s]

Duckie

Chapter 7

pairing: bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x twin sister!reader; jake ‘hangman’ seresin x bradshaw!reader (finally!)

characters: y/n bradshaw, nick bradshaw, jake seresin, bradley bradshaw (mentioned) penny benjamin, the kazanskys, nick’s baby sitter, some random drunk named malcolm

word count: ~3.7k

warnings: language, fluffy, drinking, mentions of a bullshit rumor, nick being the cutest, the struggles of dating as a single mom, cannon character deaths mentioned (kendall and goose), jake being a charming lil shit, let me know if i missed any

a/n: hey look at that, duckie’s back! this takes place just short of a year after chapter 6

series summary: daughter of goose and carole and twin sister to bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw, y/n bradshaw also got her papers pulled when she tried to enlist in the Navy. which turned out to not be as bad as she thought.

chapter summary: it’s duckie and bradley’s birthday! you know what that means... she has kept her promise of no dating until her and brad were 26. and as she celebrates her birthday at the hard deck, she catches the green eyes of one blond aviator. 

‘duckie’ universe

pt 6  pt 8

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It was that time again, yours and Bradley's birthday. But this one you weren’t spending together, Bradley was currently deployed and you were in California at home with your toddler.

“Y/N, why don’t you find a babysitter and come to the Hard Deck? You work so hard, you deserve a break on your birthday,” Penny said through the phone.

The bar wasn’t even open, it was only 4, but Penny didn’t mind letting you come by early before the rush of pilots showed up.

“I don’t know Pen. He’s been such a handful today and I don’t want to bother Serenity, she’s getting stuff ready for school-”

“I’ve already talked to Sarah, you just have to make the call.” You sighed, “Okay, thank you Penny.” “Of course, Y/N.”

You hung up and ran a hand down your face. “Hey, Nicky?” He ran around the corner, “Yeah, Mama?”

“Do you wanna go to Uncle Ice’s?” He nodded, “Yes, ma’am!” You smiled, “Okay, go change and I’ll pack you a bag.”

He quickly did as told and you packed him a bag that would last him a few hours, calling the Kazansky’s in the process.

“Hey, Y/N, you dropping Nick off?” You chuckled at the fact she already knew. “Yes, ma’am. We’ll be there in a bit.”

“See you soon, hun.” You hung up grabbing your keys as you went in search of your son.

“Nicky, you ready?” You asked, leaning on his bedroom door frame. He had a white t-shirt on and a Hawaiian shirt that his uncle had bought him. “Baby, your shirt’s on wrong. Can I fix it?” He nodded, and held his arms out.

You flipped the button up shirt around and put it on him properly. “There we go. You ready?” He nodded and made grabby hands, telling you he wanted to be picked up. You picked him up and you left to drop him off at the Admiral’s house.

****

Once you got there you got him out of his carseat and held his hand as you walked to the door.

“Now, promise me you’ll be good for Ice and Sarah?” He nodded, “Okay, Mama.” You kissed his forehead and gave Sarah his bag.

“Now I packed stuff in case he wanted to go to the beach.” You looked back at your son, “Nicky, I love you baby.” “Wove you too Mama.”

“Is that my favorite Bradshaw?”

“Ice!” Nick turned at the sound of the pilot's voice.

The toddler carefully got off the porch and ran to the man.

“Hey, buddy!” Ice scooped him up and walked up the steps, meeting you with a side hug and temple kiss at the top. “Hey birthday girl.” You hummed and hugged him back, “Hey Ice, you’re home early.” “We had an early day.”

You nodded, “Ah, I see. Okay, well I’m gonna be on my way. Be good, Nicky. Please call me if you need anything.”

“Bye, Mama!” Your son reached up to peck your temple much like he watched Ice and Bradley do, and it made your heart swell.

****

You have been at the Hard Deck nursing the same drink for the past 2 hours. You were having fun; it wasn’t particularly busy, just full of pilots, most of them young and you didn’t recognize them.

You looked around and chuckled slightly, “Where did all the pilots come from?” Penny chuckled, “Did you not hear? They’re all here for Top Gun.” “Wait, Top Gun?!” You looked around again, seeing the young pilots play pool and talking to girls that swoon at the site of a uniform.

“You look awfully lonely, Darlin’.”

You turned back to see a man in his khaki uniform and he was just oozing charm. Penny glanced at you, wanting to know if you need her to handle it but you just tapped the bar and she nodded, moving to another area.

“And you look awfully cocky, Lieutenant.”

The man seemed surprised you knew his rank, but didn’t mention it. “Name’s Hangman.”

“Ah, the call sign,” you commented, hiding your smirk by taking a drink. “I’m Y/N. And I would ask where you got that name, but I think I can figure it out.”

He just chuckled, leaning against the bar and looking at the ground. “So, are you in the Navy or-” “My dad was, my brother and uncle are.”

He nodded, “Right, so did your dad retire?” The way you shifted and took a quick sip of your drink told him that wasn’t the case. “I’m sorry.” You shook off the apology, “Don’t be. It was a long time ago.”

You knew that you had to lighten the mood, cause after that most men make it worse.

“So, what’s the name behind the call sign?” You added a smile to show him that you were comfortable talking to him. He smiled back, “Jake Seresin.”

You sat up straighter, “Well, Lieutenant Seresin, why don’t you sit down? Unless…” You turned slightly towards the pool tables, “You have a pool game to get back to.” He shook his head, sitting down, “I’d rather give you my attention.” You playfully smacked his arm and Jake felt electrified, something that didn’t normally happen to him.

He was the playboy, he didn’t get butterflies. He didn’t smile, he smirked. He didn’t laugh, he chuckled. But something about you just flipped this switch, and he didn’t want to turn it off.

“So, what are you doing here all alone?” You giggled a little, your cheeks tinting pink, “It’s my birthday actually.” He arched a brow, “And you’re spending it alone in a bar?”

“Hey, don’t knock it till you try it,” you laughed dryly. “And you’re here, I’m not completely alone.”

“Well I’m happy to be of service,” he smiled again.

He nudged your shoulder, “But seriously, wouldn’t you rather party? Really let loose.” You sipped your drink, “I’ve never been a fan of partying, not since high school. And, not to get all sentimental, but my twin is currently deployed and I normally celebrate with him.” Jake nodded in understanding.

“Let me buy you a drink, a new drink because you’ve been nursing that one for a while. It can’t taste good.” You shook your head, “No it’s-” You took another sip, “Okay, you’re right. It’s not good.”

Jake couldn’t help but chuckle and that turned into a laugh once you started laughing. “So, is that a yes to that drink?”

You hesitated, not wanting to lead Jake on because, while he had that pilot's cockiness, he seemed to be sweet when it mattered.

You were hesitant to date because, yes, you still loved Kendall, but you knew that you had to move on. You tried a year ago and that didn’t end well, you honestly wanted to just stay single. But being a single mom wasn’t easy…

And despite how hard you tried to tell yourself that ‘Mom didn’t move on, why should I?’, it was like she was thumping you on the back of your head and telling you that you aren’t her and you deserve someone that will make you happy.

Not to say you weren’t happy, cause you were.

Nick brought you so much joy, and that was another thing that froze your dating life. Men -let’s be real, boys- aren’t always up to date a single mom. They don’t want the responsibility of a child that isn’t even theirs.

And you weren’t just going to settle with a man that made you happy, you needed a man that made him happy as well. Nick is your world, and Nick deserved someone that loved him as much as his biological father would.

You sighed before smiling at the blond, “Sure, why not? It’s my birthday after all.” Jake smiled in victory.

Penny had overheard and made her way over, “Anything I can get you two?” As Jake reached into his wallet, Penny winked at you. “What’ll it be?” “I’ll take whatever you have on tap. Birthday girl?” You blushed a little at the name. “You want the same thing you had?” You nodded, sliding the watered down Amaretto to Penny. “Please.”

She slid Jake his glass and you yours. “Can I get you two anything else?” You glanced at Jake and he just shrugged, letting you decide, “Not right now, Pen. I’ll catch you if I do.” She nodded and once again, moved on.

“Thank you for the drink, Hangman.” He nodded, “Of course, birthday girl. And please, call me Jake, it’s just the two of us.” Your lips curled into a flirty smirk, “Well, thank you, Jake.”

He comically shivered, but he also actually shivered, “I like the way that sounds. You say my name so pretty. And anything you want tonight is on me.” You giggled and bumped his shoulder a little, “Aren’t you a stud, Lieutenant?” He barked out a laugh, his blush darkening his tanned face.

A song came on, making Jake perk up and smirk. “Wanna go dance?” You looked nervously at Penny who encouraged you with a smile.

You nodded and downed the rest of your drink, coughing a little, “Bad idea.” Jake laughed again, finding your little comments, whether they’re under your breath or out loud, hilarious.

You accepted his outstretched hand and moved to the little area that wasn’t necessarily for dancing, but that’s where everyone normally dances.

As you danced, you and Jake carried on conversing.

“So, Top Gun?” He nodded, “Yeah, best of the best, Darlin’.”

“Well, you’ve already got the ego,” you teased, giggling at the end as Jake spun you.

When you landed back in his arms you looked up at him, “Do you do this with all the girls, Lieutenant?” “Just on their birthday,” he winked as he continued to sway, hands on your hips.

You had honestly been a little surprised that Jake was keeping his hands on your hips or waist, not squeezing or anything and not moving them to your ass like most guys did.

You just smiled back, unconsciously playing with the short hair at the base of his head while getting lost in his green eyes.

All the while he was getting lost in your (e/c) eyes, and melting into your fingertips that gently scratched his head and neck. He didn’t think this was a feeling he ever would crave, but here he was being slowly coiled around this woman’s finger and he didn’t want to run away.

He had gotten so caught up in his thoughts that he didn’t notice that you had started singly softly as the song changed. “Pretty, funny, and can sing? You are just the total package, ain’t ya?” You laugh, a pang of guilt and insecurity in your chest. “I don’t know about that one.”

“Oh,” Jake scoffed, “Don’t sell yourself short, Darlin’. I’m sure you’ve got a line of guys at your door.” You shook your head, “No, actually.” He didn’t hide his genuine shock, “Well, I guess I’m first in line.” “I guess-”

Your phone rang.

You sighed, “I’m so sorry. I need to take this.” Jake nodded and let you go, making sure you made it to the door without interruptions. The pilot sighed and made his way back to the bar.

“Don’t get too close to her.” He heard someone say off to his side.

“Excuse me?”

“Look, she does this all the time,” the man was clearly drunk, but Hangman couldn’t help the slight disappointment in his chest.

“Some poor soul flirts with her, buys her a few drinks. Then she gets a phone call, once it’s over she comes back but is checking it every few minutes. She’s obviously just getting free drinks and getting a kick out of getting some poor guy's hopes up before shutting him down and going home. She’s probably already got a man-”

“Malcolm, do I need to remind you of the rules?” Penny interjected, finally being able to step away from the patron in front of her. “Either: shut the hell up, buy the whole bar a round, or I’ll call you a cab.” The man shut his mouth and held out his card. “That’s what I thought.” She closed his tab but his friend was already at the bar and could drive him home.

“I’m sorry about that, Lieutenant. Don’t listen to him, he doesn’t know shit.” Jake nodded and glanced back outside, seeing you at a table just to the right of the stairs on the sand still on the phone.

“What’s her favorite appetizer?” Penny smiled, already being able to tell what was happening, “Nachos probably.”

Jake turned back to her, “Do you have any deserts? Pie, cake, ice cream?”

“She’ll probably want ice cream, it’s pretty warm out today.” Jake nodded, “Okay, I’ll take nachos and two orders of her favorite ice cream.” Penny nodded and quickly sent the nacho order to the kitchen and made the ice cream herself, making sure to add a little bit more to yours.

****

You had finished your call before Penny had filled the order.

Nick was missing you and was crying because he wanted to talk to you, claiming to have missed your voice. Which instantly made you tear up.

So you talked to him and he managed to let it slip that they were on the way to the beach. You told him to be sure and stay by Sarah or Ice’s side and not wander off. He said okay and told you he loved you then hung up.

“Hey, everything okay?”

“Oh my gosh!” You jumped at the sound of Jake's voice. He laughed, green eyes crinkling in the corner, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He was still laughing and laughed harder when you playfully narrowed your eyes at him.

You looked at what was in his hands, “Wait, are those nachos?” He nodded, grinning wide, “Sure are, Penny said they were your favorite.” You blushed, realizing he most definitely asked.

“So, was that your boyfriend?”

You shook your head, scratching at your temple, “No, it was a friend. She was needing some help.” He nodded, wanting to believe you but something was telling him you weren’t telling the truth. “Oh okay.”

You grabbed a chip, “Thank you, you didn’t have to.” “You’re welcome.”

You make small talk as you eat the nachos.

“So, you know what I do, but what do you do?” You nodded, swallowing the bite in your mouth, “I’m actually a high school teacher, and I’m an assistant coach for the softball team.” He nodded, humming, “Really? That’s cool.”

You shrugged, “Not as cool as flying a fighter jet.” Jake laughed, “Don’t stroke my ego, now.” “I wouldn’t dream of it,” you winked and ate a chip.

“You said your dad and uncle were in the Navy, and your brother’s on a deployment. Why didn’t you join?” You shrugged, dusting off your hands as you ate your last chip, “I was going to, but something got in the way. I went to Arkansas for college to play softball and I got a degree in teaching.” Jake nodded, swallowing his bite before asking, “Why teaching?”

You brought your legs to lay flat on the bench, “Well I want to help people. So, if I couldn’t do it through the Navy, why not teach and be the support for kids that need it.” He nodded.

“What made you want to be a pilot?” You asked, grabbing a chip. Jake smiled fondly, “My granddad, he was a sailor actually, and that’s why I chose the Navy, but then I heard all about aviation and it just struck a chord.” You smiled as you watched the smile on his face grow, but had to look away when the door opened.

“Hey, I got your ice cream,” Penny said.

You looked from her to Jake. “You didn’t have to, Jake. Seriously this is too much.” Jake scoffed, “Nonsense, it’s your birthday.” You gave me a smile, “Thank you.” “Of course.”

Penny kissed the top of your head, “Happy birthday.” “Thank you,” you squeezed her hand as she walked off.

You opened your mouth to take a bite of ice cream, when a scream made you drop your spoon.

“Mama!”

Both you and Jake snapped your heads in the direction of the sound but saw just a kid getting tickled by his dad screaming for mom to save him while she records.

You and Jake relax, and you sighed rather sadly. He noticed, but didn’t say anything.

Then before you could start a conversation, a force hit you.

“Oh!” You looked down to see a blond head of hair. “Hey, bubba, what are you doin’ here?” You quickly glanced around for Sarah or Ice, seeing them a good couple yards away.

Jake watched you pick up the boy and sit him in your lap. He smiled as he watched the two of you.

“I found a shell!” The toddler shoved the shell in your face, making you flinch back and chuckle. “That’s really pretty, Nicky! Can I see it?” You opened your palm and the 3 year old pressed it into your hand. “It’s for you! Happy birthday, Mama!”

Jake perked up at that, but when he saw how you slightly tensed up he didn’t comment on it.

“Oh, really? Thank you, baby.” You kissed his head. He then pushed his head into your shoulder, and that’s when you realized he must have noticed Jake.

“Nick? You okay buddy?” He nodded, and turned to face the man sitting across from you, but still leaned into you.

“Nick, this is Jake. Jake, this is my son, Nick.” The pilot beamed, “Hi, Nick.” Nick just waved. “Nicky, Jake is a pilot.” Your son perked up at that and it made the both of you chuckle. “Really?”

Jake nodded, chuckling at the excitement on your son’s face.

“Hey, you want some ice cream?” You asked, holding up the spoon. Nick nodded, grabbing the spoon with both hands and taking the bite.

Jake laughed, taking a bite of his own ice cream, “How old are you Nick?” He was answered with three tiny fingers. Jake’s eyes widened, “Wow, 3?” Nick nodded, smiling at the pilot.

You move to take the spoon and Nick moves it out of the way, pouting a little and causing Jake to hold back a laugh. You playfully scoffed, “What if Mama wants a bite?” A mischievous grin spread across your son’s face. You glanced at Jake and he had one too. 

Nick took the spoon and got some ice cream on it. He used both hands to guide the spoon to your mouth. Jake chuckled beside you and you narrowed your eyes at him, but took the bite.

You covered your mouth, “Thank you Nicky.” The boy nodded and put the spoon in the bowl. “I’m gonna go swim and build sandcastles with Ice, okay Mama?” You nodded, “Okay baby.” You kissed his cheek and he stood on the seat to peck your temple.

And just like your heart had done hours earlier, Jake’s heart melted.

You put Nick down. “Happy birthday Mama. I love you!” You cupped his cheek and ran your thumb over the apple of it, “Thank you, I love you too.” He turned and waved to Jake, “Bye Mr. Jake!” Jake waved back, “Bye Nick!”

As you watched to make sure Nick got safely back to Sarah and Ice, Jake started to put together the true story versus what was said to him at the bar. But he still wasn’t sure if you had a partner.

“Cute kid,” Jake said, when you turned back around. “Thank you, made him myself,” you chuckled at your own joke, taking a bite of ice cream. Jake scoff laughed, shaking his head while also taking a bite.

He swallowed his bite and prepared himself for the awkward conversation that was about to follow. “So, do you have a boyfriend?” He watched carefully as your brows pulled together and a misty cloud filled your eyes.

Sighing, you spoke quietly, something he could tell wasn’t a normal occurrence despite only knowing you for a little bit. “No, I don’t have a boyfriend.”

While hearing that should have made him happy, he could tell that there was something else. And he braced himself to get shut down for asking this, “What happened?”

Before you could answer he spoke up again, “You don’t have to tell me.” You shook your head, “No, I think it’s time I talked about it, to someone other than Penny and my brother.” You dryly chuckled and braced yourself to tell, practically a stranger, something very personal.

Without really thinking, Jake grabbed your hand in an attempt to comfort you.

“Nick’s dad… He was killed in a car accident before our son was even born.” He squeezed your hand, “I’m sorry, going through that must not have been easy.”

“It wasn’t,” you glanced into the bar seeing Penny go back and forth between patrons. “But I wasn’t alone. Though I’m sure he and my parents are somewhere scolding me.” Jake tilted his head, “What do you mean?”

You bit your lip, “I haven’t really dated since Nick was born. The last time I tried, it didn’t end well… I was expecting too much, trying to replace Nick’s father… and just– it’s hard, honestly. Most guys don’t want to raise a kid that isn’t theirs. And Nick-” Both you and Jake glanced out to where the toddler was splashing in the surf.

“He is my entire world and he will always come first to me. So, anyone I’m with, I need to make sure they make him happy, too. I need to know that they will put in the effort to care about him as much as they care about me.”

That was when Jake decided that he was going to take things slow with you. He wasn’t going to try to get your number right now, he’d wait and get it when you felt like he was all in.

He was going to really make an effort to get to know you and Nick. Because, something about you made him want to be different and then seeing that you had a son, he really knew he had to earn his trust first.

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Mistake 16

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••••••

Gwyn wrapped her arms around Nesta and hugged her tightly, her eyes were on her mate for a minute but then she looked away to hug and look at her friends. Emerie joined in on the hug “I missed you both” Gwyn exclaimed as she hugged Emerie as well

“Happy Solstice” Rhys said while kissing Feyre in the forehead, Feyre hugged him and instantly Nyx was giving him his arms to hold him

Gwyn cried while holding her girls, Emerie and Nesta were not too far off “we’ve missed you Gwyn”

“Tell us everything!” Emerie exclaimed

Gwyn smiled and nods “of course”

Rhys looked at Azriel, he was glued to his spot but a small smile was forming on his lips. He watched as Nesta and Emerie sat around the table with Gwyn in the middle, they served her a plate and began bombarding her with questions.

He listened as she talked about Valhalla, Monterese and many other places she visited. She talked about her friendship with Lucien and Vassa, she informed them that while Jurien was there she didn’t really bonded with him.

“Have you dated?” Emerie asks

Nesta glanced at Azriel quickly, she knew Gwyn’s answer could break him “of course, I’m single now tho”

“Who are you and what have you done to Gwyn?” Cassian asks a bit exaggerated

Gwyn laughs but then clears her throat “she got more life experiences?” She ended with a smile, she didn’t feel like the girl from before whom shied away from Azriel. She no longer feels bothered by his silent presence.

After they ate they moved to the living room and the conversation continued, Gwyn told the girls about Kelvan and Nesta filled her in everything she missed along with Emerie.

“I am officially in a relationship” Emerie announced

“What?”

Mor went and sat next to Emerie “don’t play coy, you knew before everyone else”

Gwyn laughs “you’re right, I did see you in out apartment once or twice”

Emerie blushed

“It’s been a real challenge to get Emerie to training now” Cassian announced

“Lies! I’m always on time” Emerie exclaims

Everyone laughs, Gwyn could feel his gaze on her. It was a torture not to look at him, she could tell he was trying to control his shadows from searching for her.

Gwyn spied as her shadow peaked from behind his wig, when her eyes landed on him it seemed as if it almost perk up. She gave it a smile and instantly the shadow disobeyed his master and ran to get lost in her hair.

She truly had missed that cold wisp of his shadows when they get lost in her hair or the way they wrap around her fingers or wrists, a second shadow went to her and the first one found his way around her neck like it always had.

It was time to exchange gifts and Gwyn had gone home to get hers, she handed everyone a gift that she brought from all throughout her trips.

Azriel went and sat next to her, he saw an open opportunity as Emerie was sitting with Mor and Nesta was opening gifts with Cassian. Gwyn was carrying Nyx. As soon as he sat down Nyx gave him a wide smile, the baby really loved him.

“He has grown hasn’t he?” He starts small talk

“Definitely, do you visit often?” Gwyn asks him now looking at him

“I’m sometimes the designated baby sitter” he admits shyly

Gwyn chuckles “really?”

“Yeah, everyone is already paired off and have plans most of the time” he admits “if not me then Nuala or Cerridwen” he adds

Gwyn smiles and shakes her head

“how you been?” He asks her while he holds one of Nyxs hand

“I’ve been good, how about you?”

“Not so great” he admits “there is so much I need to talk to you about”

“Rhys filled me in, you don’t have to if it hurts you” she adds with a whisper

Azriel nods “I’m sorry for putting you through this” he adds in a whisper

Gwyn only gives him a small smile

“I don’t know if this is the same pain you went through but I’m sorry, you shouldn’t have” he adds

Gwyn nods “I’m settling in but how about we talk some time?”

Azriel gives her a smile “I’d love that”

•

Gwyn had gone to the cabin the next day to spent the day with them and of course see who won the yearly snow fight, everyone had their money on Rhys or Cassian due to Azriel’s state. Gwyn knew that his competitive side wouldn’t let them, one of the many things they have in common, their competitive streak.

It came to a lot of shock and no surprise to her that he actually won, she cheered him on which made him smile widely.

She hugged him and then everyone went to eat, she helped out in the kitchen as everyone digged in. She sat next to Nesta and Cassian, Azriel was busy talking with Rhys.

“He’s finally eating like normal” Cassian said towards Nesta

“He wasn’t eating?” Gwyn asks

“He was” Nesta says “but his appetite wasn’t the same, this is the most I’ve seen him eat in a while” she adds

Gwyn nods and got to talking with Nesta about the plans for the rest of the day.

The girls went outside so Nyx would see the snow, Feyre was carrying him when Nesta started a snowball fight. She hit Cassian until Cassian got a mischievous look on his face and started chasing her. Rhys got a smile on his face and Feyre only raised her eyebrow, still holding Nyx.

Mor threw Amren a snow ball and a fight broke out, Gwyn quickly geared up and assisted Emerie and Nesta on taking Cassian and Azriel down. She truly had missed her family.

•

Gwyn was wrapped in a blanket and holding a hot chocolate cup when Azriel sat next to her “is this okay?”

She nods “what’s going on Az?” She asks while sipping her hot chocolate

He wore comfortable warm clothing, everyone was inside the cabin drinking and playing board games. “How are you?”

“I’m good, I’m actually glad to be back, I missed everyone” she admits “including you despite everything”

He smiled

“Are you okay? You don’t look like yourself” she says concerned about him

“I’m doing fine, taking it day by day” he admits

“Rhys told me about the suppressants, are they working?” She meets his gaze

He nods “yeah, I mean I’m not jumping on you right now” he jokes “I found out that our bond has been accepted but not really fulfilled in a way?”

“I understand, if it gets too much to be around me I can take another traveling trip” she said with a smile

“No, you shouldn’t have to Gwyn, this is your home as much as it is mine” he says with a sad smile “if anything I would just go to hewn city, that’s where I work from most of the time”

She places her hand on top of his “let’s hope it doesn’t have to come to that”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Go for it”

Azriel rubs her hand with his thumb “do you think I would get another chance?”

Gwyn sighs “Az, you knew” she starts “I told you about our bond before you got engaged and didn’t do anything, we were close, we spent a lot of hours together and basically were there for each other and you never felt that way for me”

“Gwyn-“

“No, let me” says interrupts him “you and I were close and yes I developed feelings for you but you never did for me, right now what I think is that you only want a relationship with me because of the bond, not because you love me for me” she finally says what she feels

“Gwyn I have to admit that I was obsessed with the idea of Elain that I was blinded to my feelings towards you, I don’t want to excuse myself but I think I never allowed myself to think of you that way, you are a priestess and it felt wrong to do so” he admits

Gwyn nods “I get that”

“I want a chance to redeem myself, I want to show you that I really do love you and not only because of the bond” he adds

Gwyn sighs “it would take some time Az, maybe years? I was really hurt with everything” she admits

“I’m willing to wait, I’m willing to fight for you Gwyn not because I feel entitled to you no, because you deserve better and I want to be that for you, I want to earn your love, I want to fight for you because you deserve that, nothing less” he says while looking in to her eyes

Gwyn nods and Azriel placed a kiss on top of her hand.

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[slvtforfiction]

Pregnancy bills

☆ Ghost x SingleMum!Reader

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“Ghost when you coming home?” I say and I could almost hear him smile through the phone, “Soon love,soon.” He tells me.

“How’s the kid?” He asks and I smile looking at the infant clinging onto my finger, “She’s good,the hospital bills are insane though.” I laugh although I want to cry.

“How much?” He asks and I think for a moment, “ ‘Bout $40,000,” I say and he sighs, “Gonna have to get out a loan I think.” I mutter in disbelief.

“Okay,don’t worry about it.” He says softly and I nod to myself, “I’ll try.” I laugh, “Right I’ve got to go for training okay? I’ll come and see you when I get home.” He says and I smile.

Me and ghost had been dating for little over 6 months,I already had a kid and the father fled,wasn’t exactly helpful but Simon told me he’d help,after a while we got together.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

• “Hey love,I got you some roses,I was wondering if you’d like to go out for drinks some time? I’ll pay for the sitter and-“

• I cut off his rambling, “I’d love that.” I whisper as I smile at him with my little girl in my arm.

“Okay love,our little girl misses you as much as I do by the way.” I whisper out,and I can hear his small chuckle, “Our little girl and my prettiest girl will see me soon,promise.” He tells me and I smile.

“Love you.” I say without thinking,the moment I realise I become nervous,it was the first time I had uttered those words to him. “I’m sorry you don’t have to say it back and-“ he cut off my rambling, “I love you too angel,I’ll see you soon,yeah?” He says and I smile, “I’ll see you soon.” I whisper with the largest smile on my face.

Suddenly the line went dead and I turned my attention back to the tv and the sleeping girl in my arms,who had fallen asleep once again.

I hold onto her as I walk her through the living room and to her cot,leaving her to sleep in peace as I watch whatever was on tv.

I hear a knock at the door and I open to the post man and smile as he hands me my mail. “Thanks.” I say before walking back inside my house.

Bills,bills and bills. I sigh to myself and flick through them,sighing as I see the hospital bill. I mutter to myself about missing my payment before opening it.

‘The bills in your name have been paid for,’ That was the first thing I had read before rushed to my room,grabbing my phone and dialling the number I had learnt to recognise.

“Simon!” I yell down the phone,happily, “What can I do for you princess.” He says calmly,a difference than me,the girl who was almost squealing down the phone.

“Did you pay my bills?!” I almost yell, “Mh,maybe.” He mutters and I roll my eyes, “Si! You shouldn’t have done that!” I yell more worried about how im supposed to pay him back.

“Why’s that hun?” He asks and I shake my head in disbelief, “I can’t pay you back! I don’t know what to do now!” I saying calming my voice as I sniffle,tears welling up in my eyes knowing that I can’t pay him anything.

“Baby,stop crying please,I don’t want you to pay me back.” He whispers in a calm voice, “That’s what everyone says but simmy I truly can’t pay you back.” I sniffle. His numbing voice and difference to my humiliating voice. “Dove,no. I don’t want payment,what they were charging for our little girl was extortion,I paid it,I don’t need the money.” He says and I sniffle.

“Do you mean that?” I whisper,my anxiety getting the best of me, “I mean that.” He says and I sniffle once again, “Thank you.” I whisper with a downward smile. “Anything for you.” He replied.

[foster-the-world]

Why do I get my hopes up

Remember how I thought they found a special ed provider? Well I was wrong. I signed the authorization form but now there is no start date. Lots of emails, phone calls, no response except "I emailed and haven't heard from them."

Now I have to do the due process hearing tomorrow. I'm glad I had the foresight not to cancel. But I would have prepared a great deal more. Dreading every second of it. Taking unpaid leave off work since I haven't earned leave, yet. Which adds insult to injury.

Also, baby boy had a big outburst yesterday. Knocking over chairs, not listening, etc. He's high energy but this is not normal. He's been doing well in school. Had his parent teacher conference last week- nothing like that mentioned at all. All good reports on his benchmarks - letters, etc. Teacher said "she loved him." A week back she told my husband intelligence wise he's "#1 in the class." Probably not appropriate to say but not bad to hear. Last night we made a big deal out of his bad behavior. Not much we can do but talk to him but we talked a lot. Today we got our first call home about the same bad behavior. He was climbing on the book shelf, running out of the class, threw a milk bottle down. He hasn't done this all year. Nothing at all has changed at home. It's daylight savings time but he still got his normal 12 hours of sleep last night. At a loss for what to do. I told the teacher I could come get him but I'm afraid it would make him do it again. He likes school but his preference is always to be with me. She said they didn't want that. Tonight we tried not mentioning the bad behavior at all. We are wondering if making a big deal out of it somehow perversely makes him do it again. Talking about it certainly didn't help. Not saying its a good idea we just don't know what else to do. He was an angel at home and the playground. Sharing his toys, making new friends, etc, etc.

Emailed the school assistant principal, counselor, teacher, etc. Said we would love to work together to come up with a solution. Cc'd the special ed lady who is supposed to find him providers. Explained in the email they haven't found him providers and hoped that she would provide insight. No response so far. Blah.

If he keeps acting like that at school we will have to pull him out. Its a public school so they can't kick him out (or at least not easily) but we aren't going to let him make his teachers/classmates miserable. They deserve a safe, calm classroom. I guess we would try to find a daytime sitter. We have a few options.

Before that we are thinking we will pay the crazy, insane amount of money for a special ed provider out of pocket if the hearing does not go our way tomorrow. Ten hours per week will cost roughly the same as my take home pay as a full-time nurse. We had talked about paying for four hours - which was more manageable in our budget. But with this kind of behavior that won't be enough. In theory, it will only be for three months.

If I had a really stressful job I would be considering giving it up, if this behavior continues. It seems like a full time job trying to get these services and he could stay home with me until we figure it out. Financially, we could afford for me to stay home another yearish based off the money we made selling our home. However, this job will eventually be a really good job as a parent. There will always be time for me to do some family logistic stuff during the day. At some point I can work from home two days a week. Once sick leave/PTO kicks in I'll have a lot. FMLA benefits are generous. I have a union. In the long run I'm sure I could negotiate time off to figure out his needs if it so requires. Its just a shitty time for all of this to be going down because I only started six weeks ago. Not to mention I want to work. I went to nursing school for a reason. So far, I really like the work. I started trying to get him services last May. How in the world does he still only have a half hour out of the 13 hours he is assigned? Its all so depressing.

[104thsquadfam]

((In honor of spoopy month, here we go. No pressure to respond.)) “It really is no problem Mr. And Mrs. Grice. I don’t mind watching Falco on such short notice. I am sure he will be a little Angel while you are gone, even if he ate a lot of candy.” Eren offered the couple with a wave as they went out the door. Once they where gone, Eren turned around and got on eye level with Falco. “You have fun out there tonight?” Eren asked, trying to ignore that darned radio in the background.

Falco stood behind Eren while his parents spoke with him, his parents had planed to go on a date after taking Falco out Trick-or-Treating and it seemed like his original baby sitter bailed on the last minute...they were just about ready to give up on their little night out if Eren couldn't help.....which they would have completely understood considering it was a holiday, they completely expected Eren to have his own plans but were grateful when he agreed to watch Falco until they got back.

They were sure to tell Falco to behave...not that he ever really caused trouble. He waved to his parents and watched them leave, and as the door shut behind them the boy would shift his attention up towards his baby sitter and nodded.

" Yeah, I went out Trick-or-Treating with my friends and their parents." however Gabi kept sneaking candy out of his bag but he wasn't too upset about it " What about you? What did you do?" he asked curiously, did Eren still celebrate Halloween? Did he go out with friends or did he stay home? Why come look after him? Well he's known Eren for awhile now he always was called on if the baby sitter couldn't come and he never said no...

[horror-stuff]

being ghostface's victim

(1996 ver.)

Your POV (indicating when you speak so it doesn't get confusing; also steve orth doesnt exist in this)

It was late, and I was cooking popcorn. The phone began ringing again. I walked over to answer it. (A/N: sorry in advance if this sucks) "hello?"

"Why don't you wanna talk to me?"

[You] "who is this?"

"You tell me your name, I'll tell you mine."

[You] "Huh, I don't think so"

"what's that noise?"

[You] "popcorn."

"You're making popcorn?"

[You] "Yeah."

"I only eat popcorn in the movies."

[You] "well, I'm getting ready to watch a video."

"Really? What?"

[You] "oh. Just some scary movie."

"Do you like scary movies?"

[You] "yeah."

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

[You] "uh, I don't know." You thought for a moment, "hmm probably halloween. You know the one guy with the white mask who stalks baby sitters. Whats yours?"

"Guess."

[You] "nightmare on elm street."

"Is that the one guy who has knives for fingers?"

[You] "yeah, freddy krueger"

"Freddy! Right, I like that movie. It was scary."

[You] "well the first one was but the rest sucked."

"So, you got a boyfriend?"

[You] "Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?"

"Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?"

[You] "no"

"You never told me your name."

[You] "Why do you wanna know my name?"

"I wanna know who I'm looking at."

You paused where you were. "What did you say?" You looked around the room you were in, surely this person was messing with you right? This must've been some sick prank caller..or at least you hoped it was. "I wanna know who I'm talking to." They finally spoke.

[You] "that's not what you said."

"What do you think I said?"

You were looking through every window of your house. Even if this was all a joke, you were now more aware of your surroundings. And you swore it felt like you were being watched. You turned on the back porch light, looking out into your backyard. Nothing, or so it seemed.

"What?"

You continued looking everywhere throughout your backyard. "Hello...?" You decided it was best to hang up. "Look, I gotta go." You still kept watch of the backyard.

"Wait, I thought we were gonna go out."

"I don't think so." You said as you locked the back door.

"Don't hang up on me" was the last thing you heard before you inevitably hung up. Your popcorn was beyond done cooking by this point. (A/N: it may diverge from the movie a bit at this point) You took it off the stove and set it aside. You decided to go check the backyard one last time. You didn't see anything, so you turned the back porch light off. Then you heard something from behind you. It sounded like...breathing? You slowly turned around, and that's when you saw them. They were wearing a white ghost mask with a black cloak type costume. It honestly looked like something they stole from spirit halloween. That's when you noticed they were holding a knife in one hand..and a phone in the other. "Hello Y/N." You stood there in shock for a few moments, had this person been stalking you? If so, how long? And why? (TW: gore past this point) You quickly regained your composure and ran past the person. They began chasing you, they were very fast surprisingly. You ran upstairs, trying to get to your room so you'd be able to climb out the window. Or at least you'd get a few moments to get something to fight back. That's when they jumped out in front of you. Or..no they were still chasing you, but who was this other person? They were dressed in the same costume, also holding a weapon. You had stumbled back, before realizing you were trapped. If you tried going anywhere else you would just be more trapped. In the middle of you panic, one of them had grabbed you as the other ran up to stab you. The knife went right through your left lung. Then through your heart, and your liver. They stabbed you repeatedly. Blood was gushing from your wounds. Your clothes were now soaked red, your vision was getting blurry. You looked at them with tears in your eyes. The pain was everywhere. It surrounded you. You felt yourself slowly dying. The two dropped you, and left you to die in your own home. Blood stained the floor, and anything that surrounded you. You stared at the blurry image of your ceiling. You were numb but in pain. This was the end. You didn't even see your life flash before your eyes. Your breath was extremely shallow. Then everything went dark.

[canyonocean]

im having a bad night (long post)

i took my gf with me to do some shopping for school projects and vented to her about some shit i’ve been upset abt lately. she didn’t give me very insightful responses or advice, which i don’t expect but the things she said just kinda cemented the shitty feelings i was having.

i went over to her house after and her youngest brother came in the room and started talking to me abt the stuff he’s been interested in lately. i usually dont mind this and am happy to listen but tonight my gf just walked out of the room and got on a group call with our friends to play games with them.

it made me feel rlly unloved and dismissed. i felt like the baby sitter she hired to keep her brother away from her. i didn’t know what to do and didn’t want to talk to her about it in front of her family or the group call so i just went home.

this isn’t the first time she’s done something like too, where she just kinda ignores me while we’re hanging out. we often parallel play together on our own respective games and that’s fine but sometimes it feels like she can’t be bothered to reach out or ask how i’m doing.

i think abt her so much and so often and it feels like she doesn’t do the same for me. she says she cares abt me and loves me but her actions say otherwise. she has a lot of says-and-doesn’t-do behaviors pretty often. it sucks bc i’m a very trusting person and when she says she’ll try but doesn’t i feel so let down and hurt and even lied to. then i feel shitty abt myself for believing things would change.

there will be days where she doesn’t talk to me at all save a good morning text and a snapchat to keep our streak. being at college with no way to see her other than an hour long bus trip and no friends at my school just makes it even harder. i tell her all the time how hard things have been for me and she just hits me with “same” and i feel even worse.

even when we’re together in person things can feel so distant. we’ve been dating for almost a year and i feel like the spark has already gone out. i question that tho bc i tend to be sorta pessimistic and have a mood disorder so i can’t always trust what im thinking.

there are other things she does that upset me too but i don’t feel like getting into them tonight. i’m already upset abt what happened as is and i don’t need to make myself feel worse.

i already texted her abt it and we kinda talked things over. she admitted she needs to be better about showing her feelings through actions and that she was sorry for ditching me. i still feel pretty raw tho.

i hope you’re all having a better night than me.

goodnight everyone 🌙 sleep well 🫶

[ian-the-existential-crisis]

I'm deleting the chapter I'm working on and starting over again. So you guys can have what I'm about to delete.

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Second Dawn: Skyline

Oh.

Wow. He was much shorter than Adam expected. Like he realized that Charlie was a tall child, but he expected her parents to be tall too. No, her dad was tiny. He hadn't been expecting that at all.

When Alastor texted, telling him where the key was, he had the thought, in the back of his mind, about maybe roughing up Charlie's dad a little bit. He also had a thought of saving Alastor from his apparently very unhappy marriage with this guy. Though, maybe it was just in his mind that he assumed it was an unhappy marriage. He had never actually asked.

But fantasies flitted across his mind, nonetheless, of saving the bespectacled man and seeing a real smile grace his face. One similar to the one he showed Charlie.

Maybe he had the tiniest of crushes. He couldn't help himself. Alastor's creepy side washed away the moment Charlie was even mentioned. And maybe Adam was a little bit of a sucker for a person who was good with kids.

Adam actually felt bad about wanting to punch the man, what did he say his name was again? Lucifer?

He also looked young. Charlie had mentioned him working and going to school, but could she have meant high school? How fucking old was this kid? Actually, scratch that, how fucking young had he been when she was born? Where the fuck was her mother?

Adam sighed, raking his short, bitten down nails, through his messy, not quite curly, hair. Fuck it was greasy. Time for a shower. Maybe that would help him cool off. He hadn't meant to just storm out of their house either. Damn, he was being immature.

The smallest part of him thought about knocking on the door and apologizing. What kind of weirdo stood outside of the door he just stormed out of? So he squashed that down.

Instead he pulled his car keys out from his pocket, sighing, and got into his car. He would listen to Alastor's perfect voice dance across the radio on his way home and try not to think about how awful that was. That had truly been a disaster. But at least, now that he knew what the man looked like, he was sure he would never see him again. After all, he never actually picked up Charlie from school, always sending someone else.

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

“So you met Charlie's dad?” Em shook him from his thoughts. Served him right for letting himself get distracted during family dinner. She of all people could tell when he was distracted, he had a tendency to give food around his plate and not actually eat it. Then again, Sera had made peas with dinner just to spite him. If he wanted to set a good example for the twins he had to eat the damned things.

He looked up, across the table at her, and watched her expertly twirl the buttered noodles around her fork. “Yeah.”

“You met the younger Magne?” Sera chimed in.

He looked over at his older sister-in-law who sat at the head of the oval table. She was wiping mashed peas away from Lute's cheek, not minding that her own dinner was growing cold.

It was funny how Forti and Eve were the ones with children and yet it was Em, Sera, and him who ended up taking care of them. Eve was the one who had proposed having family dinner on Sundays and yet she was the first one to bail, in favor of having a date night with her husband because why not? All three of her baby sitters would be in one place without an excuse to not watch her eight year old twins.

“Unfortunately.” He mumbled, Letting his cheek rest in his hand. A movement that earned him a dirty look. No elbows on the table. He rolled his eyes, removing his arm and the support to his cheek.

“Lucifer isn't that bad.” Em chuckled. “His cousin Gabriel once had a fling with Sera.”

“Ha.” Sera said, venom dripping from her lips. “We were nothing more than study partners.”

“He took you to that charity event as a date.” Emily pointed out.

“Ooo, Auntie Sera went on a date.” Adam heard Vaggie whisper to Lute, who snickered.

“Either way.” Sera made it clear she was dome talking about it. Adam couldn't imagine her dating. She had always been the type to out work first. Kind of like how he imagined Charlie's father. Only Sera had the sense to not have kids and ignore them in favor of work. “I would honestly say that out of the men of that family, Lucifer is probably the best.”

“I met him for two minutes, I wouldn't know anything about it.” Adam said nonchalantly, going back to struggling with his peas. The only vegetable that he hated Sera had to make. Was she punishing him for something?

[mylifeasjazmine]

bella, where the hell you been loca?

Last year I rediscovered Tumblr and then I was on a roll, then I fell off! I’m not entirely sure how that happened but I’m back and I have a lot to say!

I’m not even sure where to start so here’s a 2023 recap;

January was calm from what I can recollect, I was still getting my autonomy back and the 31st of that month marked the one year anniversary since my accident and I’m not sure if I mentioned this but I also got a car a few days before my year anniversary which was very special to me to have been able to come full circle like that. Romantically, I didn’t have anything going on. I was going dates to fill the time but nothing serious ever evolved from any of it.

February brings me to my first trip of the year and the first time I had been able to use my flight benefits. Ashley and I took a day trip to New York and came home and drove to Miami for a day, it was quick but fun! Since I was mobile in more way than one now, I was getting back to my “old” self again. Getting dressed, hanging out with my friends.

March was nothing to write home about either. I had training for a new position at work and spent a lot of time with my niece. I can’t recall anything major happening this month either if I’m being honest. I can remember emotionally feeling a little sad because I was feeling disconnected from the world. I had gotten a little busy with work and I was becoming a little bit of a hermit crab again.

April is when the year started to pick up a little speed for me. Adel and I took a trip to Puerto Rico, it was the first time for the both of us. We had so much fun we ended up extending for another day. During this time I started to get a little into fitness and I was shedding my little hermit crab shell again. Maybe it was the braids, the tan and the warm weather, but life was feeling like life again.

May started with a bang! I went on a cruise with like 12 other family members and we had a blast. It was short but we still enjoyed ourselves. The whole month was actually pretty eventful. Allie’s surprise 30th party was that month and I also got to see Bryson Tiller live with Zamira. We sang and cried our little hearts out. Eli’s birthday is also in May so we celebrated her too. As you can see, we are well into the year and we are still batting zero in romance department, but we keep living.

June may still go down as my favorite month of the year. As soon as the month started I went to Miami with Cindy and Eli to go see Kathy before she popped out her new baby but you know we still turned it into a trip while we were out there. The week after I got back I went to Chicago with Gabby and some of the girls for her Bachelorette Trip. It wasn’t my first time in Chicago but it was the first time I spent real time there and I really enjoyed myself. When I got back from Chicago, I went to the Sorry Papi Tour with Eli and Cindy! I also had training for what would be my second promotion of the year. We also found out the gender of my brother’s newest baby, it was a boy!

July I tried to sit my ass down but I think I still had June ants in my pants. I spent 4th of July with Liz and Amanda and the kids which I love to do. I flew to Texas a few days later to spend Adel’s birthday with her. Such a cute little trip. I was trying to get back into rest mode this moth so I didn’t pop out too much after that. I remember going downtown one hot ass night with Amanda and Liz and then just spending the rest of the month in my pool trying not to die of heatstroke. I also made one year with my job, which came pretty quickly.

August is when life started to get a little interesting I think lol. This month I was feeling overwhelmed with my living situation and in that same swoop someone I know needed a dog-sitter for a few days so I packed my shit and was a dog mom for like 4 days. I won’t get into too many details but long story short, that was the last time I ever saw that person because they lied about their flight being canceled so they could stay an extra day knowing their dog was sick and I was ready to go home. That weekend was also the weekend we celebrated my Grammy’s 65th birthday. This weekend, I also started going back and forth with a handsome man that I had always been interested in back it just never seemed to happen. Before the month was over, we had hung out a few times and if I am being honest, I was feeling pretty optimistic. I blame my Sagittarius Venus for that.

September rolls around and we celebrate my godson Zavier, my niece Amaia also turned 2 this month. Not to mention, my little sister turned 18 on us! All the while, things with this handsome man seem to be working in my favor. We are spending a good amount of time together, I’m getting to know him more and I am liking what I’m seeing. At this point, the only things I’ve been up to is working, working out, spending time with my family and seeing him when I could. I think it’s important to note that neither one of us had really said anything about how we felt about the other. Everything was more of a “use your context clues” kinda vibe for a little. I also didn’t want to get ahead of myself so I was just going with the flow.

October is finally here! This is my birthday month so I knew the vibes were gonna be 1000. We kicked off the month celebrating my cousin Jazmin. We had a cousin’s night out and we had a blast. The next week was Gabby’s wedding so I traveled to the Dominican Republic for the first time. The wedding was beautiful and I cried my eyes out pretty much the whole weekend. Plus, I was the ONLY single person there. Don’t tell me I’m not one of God’s strongest soldiers because my lord lol. In between this, I am still seeing the handsome man but at this rate I have developed feelings for him and I don’t know what to do with them. So naturally, I decided to do nothing and bury them. But we were still hanging out so that was getting hard. My birthday rolls around but this year I wanted to spend it solo. So a few days before I went to dinner with some of my best friends and on the day of I just hung out with my brothers.

November hits and I’m literally catching a flight on the 1st. For my solo trip, I went to Sacramento to see my favorite artist Victoria Monet. It was an AMAZING show, I am so happy I went. While I was out there I think there was one day that I literally didn’t even speak. It was so peaceful. But it gave me time to think about some things and I felt like I was getting in over my head with the handsome man so I started to subconsciously pull back a little. When I came back from my trip, I saw him for what I didn’t know then would be the last time for 4 months. But looking back, that last time felt different. Something felt off. On the bright side, I did have training for another promotion, that makes 3 for the year. I also got to take my brother to see the Magic play at an in-season play-off game which was dope. The best thing that happened this month was rekindling my friendship with Eyad. We ran into one night out and decided to make a pact to hang out once a week and we’ve been sticking to it! He’s legitimately become one of my best friends.

December marks the end of this relatively smooth year. Christmas is my favorite holiday so the vibes were up. I hadn’t really spoken to the handsome man because I was trying to swallow those feelings I had for him. Then one day, he asks me if I listen to Christmas music and sends me a playlist. That playlist sends me into a frenzy and I can’t think straight for like 2 days. If you know me, you know how much I love music and thoughtful gifts so the me a playlist is the perfect depiction of that. It might not hold that kinda weight for everyone, and it’s probably silly, but no one has ever made me a playlist before so I was geekin’. That drove me to finally tell him how I feel about him, sort of. I told him that I like him but there’s so much more I wanted to say. He told me he liked me too but, at this point what his but was doesn’t matter because having a “but” in the first place just puts a stop to everything. What I will say is that his “but” was enough for him to just decide I need to fall back. With the tale as old as time, as I pulled away, I could feel his energy more. I tried doing on dates to distract myself but it didn’t work. The only thing that worked was time.

Fast forward to April 2024, so far I have gone on two trips and both have been with Adel. We went to New York and we just back came back from Atlanta. So far, I am on promotion number one of the year and in July I will make 2 years with my job. I have seen the handsome man again and he has sent me yet another playlist. Do I still have feelings for him? I think so, but I can’t keep driving myself crazy wondering, I have to keep on living and remember that what’s for me, will always be for me. If you made it this far, thank you for your time. This felt really good for me to release.

[jeezidontknow28]

Y’all I need help I have this great book idea and I want to start writing but I’m defo not a writer so I’m looking for ideas😭

This is what I’ve got so far:

Dystopian

In the future (a future very far away, that was so precise (ironic) and maybe not even English, I should really pick a precise date I’m thinking in like a couple thousand years maybe so like 5035 but since new humans don’t know (except for some) about our existence they’re in like year 300-evolution was a lot quicker for them for some reason the earth is still mostly not populated they went everywhere but they decided to regroup the population)

BIG GOVERNMENT (like a lot of people-a big group of assholes)

Humans are gone (us) and nature took over but new humans (not us) are born again (once again such correct grammar lmao English is not my first language)

Might make the new humans a little different idk yet (no super powers though but physically and it has to stay believable)

Shit government (goes with dystopian)

I’m not sure what the government does yet I need to think this through but I think it’s gonna be they know what happened to the old humans (us) and they’re trying to prevent that from happening again but obviously they’re not doing it the right way cause it’s low key (completely) lying to the population and making weird ass experiments for some reason (once again obviously)

Maze runner/hunger games/divergent core

Romantic relationships

Different romantic tropes (friends to lovers/enemies to lovers/leader x leader/ (straight gay and bi)

The characters didn’t know each other (at least not all of them)

Big group, 6 or 7 (I feel like 7 is too much but idk if I like 6 and maybe 5 is not enough) main characters (boys and girls)

Maybe they’ll meet another group so I’ll make them a 5 person group at the beginning idk and then they meet and become allies maybe

Six of crows kinda bond not like in the dystopian series I named above not one main character

Found family trope

cool/badass female character get them out of trouble also baby sitter for grown men

kinda looks like a traitor but becomes an ally, emo kid, daddy issues, probably will get an enemies to lovers, son of the villain (Zuko/Nico di Angelo/regulus black)

hot and well built/sarcastic, dying for a character development

character you want to protect but also becomes more resourceful and clever as well as strong, gender is not defined yet

Father figure

grishaverse character inspo

Government leader/old man or woman that thinks that their way is the way

One that’s getting manipulated of course

Should be a trilogy like every good dystopian story

What the fuck does that government do exactly?