#this had me going through it first thing in the am šŸ„ŗšŸ„ŗ so many emotions all in one go
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clubsmarties Ā· 2 days ago
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He was exhausted but he still could tell she was thinking. The funny thing about being separated for a period of time, he could still read her. After adventure week things had been a bit wobbly and he gave her time to sort herself out. She couldn't have been that busy during the entire week and weekend but he didn't push. Until this case. This case seemed to have brought them together for a second time. Bailing her out all that time ago counted as a friend favor. If he didn't need help he probably would have let it go. Have her come back around on her own but he could feel there was an open crack peeking through that enabled him to call on her and know she'd answer.
The comforting feel of her hand on his hand made a dull ache perch on his heart. The weight of it making him breathe a little easier. He didn't look up fearing if he did he'd do something stupid, stupid in her eyes he supposed, like kiss her. Well, this was quite the conundrum to settle into. Still, the warmth of her hand was nice. How he wished they were back at adventure week. Things seemed a lot less complicated. His eyes nearly bugged out of its sockets as she took the bracelet right off his wrist. It took him a moment to realize what she was doing when he locked eyes with her. Big mistake. Staring at her beautiful eyes had him holding back a lean in.
The question made him chuckle, "No," shaking his head at her wrong assumption. "It's a protector bracelet. The goddess of travel." Wally wasn't religious in the least and though he respected it, his true belief lied on his sister's best friend's beliefs. The spiritual nature of believing in other entities. Specifically Greek Goddesses. "If you need help. Take my phone. My actual phone." The one he hid from Karina every single time. He didn't want her knowing any of his personal details. What she knew was very little, crumbs. She didn't even know he lived in Hawaii and had tiny tots in his family. "Take it. In case you run into trouble. It has kind of a lo jack. I can find you if you need help."
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"Yeah, I know. You're kind of a magnet for it." A little smile spread across his features. In a way to say he trusted whatever she was about to do. "Doing everything for the kid. That's more than what people would normally do."
There was nothing more to protest. He had given her everything, every piece of information, every detail and the bracelet. Nothing more for him to do other than wait for her to come back. Maybe this was what his sisters felt like every time he left for a mission. Mustering a smile best he could he let out a soft breath. "Be safe. I'll take a shower and rest," he said that cheekily knowing how she wanted him to do so.
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That. That right there was why she knew that she had to let him go after this. In the short time that she had spent on the island trying to figure out what her next move in life would be, she had become too close to him. So close that he could tell things from a look. It unsettled her. It made her feel too seen. She couldn't be seen. Her survival depended on her never being seen. A part of her felt good to be seen by a man, a good man, like Wally, another part was scared. Scared because she slowly had been realizing how attached she had been becoming of him as well.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she put her hand over his to stop him from ripping off any more skin from his nails. The last she had seen him do that was when he was stressed out about the robbery case that left a security guard fighting for his life and dead ends everywhere. He had exhausted all avenues for a week before coming to her. So she knew hat whatever he was trying to say was hard, so she left her hand on his, comforting him through it. Wanting to know what he had to say. Eyebrows knitted in a slight confusion, her well-being was a priority to him over the kid? Making sure she came out of this okay was the last thing on her mind the moment he told her that the kid was the real reason he had taken this mission. A part of her wanted to truly help, to make a difference of some sort in the world. To help a soul escape the fate that she had been given at such a young age.
It was no secret to her now that he had liked her. Maybe even more than liked her, she had picked up on the subtle things here and there, especially over what he had dubbed adventure week. It was why she had maintained her distance from him. He was not a mark for her to toy with, she was going to be leaving sooner or later and she didn't want to lead him on. She was not someone who stayed. Hell depending on the week, she wasn't even her. He was infatuated with an idea of her, she convinced herself and the sooner this was over and she left the better.
For now, she needed to focus on the task at hand. A plant. Okay, she could work with that.
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Before she left, she didn't want to leave things like this. She didn't want him to feel like he's feelings were invalidated, like this honesty wasn't something she was thankful for. Patting his hand, she took her hand back into hers. "I get it. I do. Thank you for worrying about me, I can't say that nothing will happen to me because I have a tendency of running head first in totouble. I will say that I will be more careful." Standing up, she nodded. "I want to help you get this kid one way or another." She would keep her old moniker a secret for now. It would have to be a secret, until the moment it no longer could be. Her becoming a thief again wouldn't be the worst thing she'd ever done. "I care about yours as well. After what you went through yesterday you need to rest. You let me do what I do, and I will be back in a couple of hours with a bit more information, okay."
Bending over, she took his hand into hers and slipped the bracelet off his wrist. "I'll wear the bracelet if that makes you feel better. I assume it has a tracker or something of the sort, right? That's why you were so adamant about it yesterday. I won't wear an earpiece but I'll wear a mic if you want to listen in. If there is something that I can promise you is that I will be careful and that I will help you find this kid." She already had her plan in mind, it was easy as it had always been, flirt, get him to loosen up at a bar. Drinks and a pretty girl saying the right things always made for loose lips. She had done worse things out of selfishness, it was time to be selfless for once.
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javierpena-inatacvest Ā· 11 months ago
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Summary: After going off of birth control, your periods have been a little more intense than you're used to. What starts out as a stressful morning between you and your husband, very quickly turns into a night that bodes very well for the both of you.
Paring: Husband Frankie Morales x Wife f!reader (no use of y/n)
Word Count: 5.4K on the dot (idk how we got here)
Warnings: SMUT (18+) PERIOD SEX, unprotected p in v sex (do better, but also they want a baby so), vaginal fingering, oral (f receiving, again, you're on your period but our pussy eating king Fransisco Morales is an unstoppable force of nature), creampie, praise kink, big fat nasty breeding kink (it's who I am now, I won't apologize for it), Frankie's got a NASTY mouth, Frankie is the best husband, reader is on her period/has period symptoms, talks about family planning/not being on birth control, use of nicknames (hermosa, quierda, cariƱo), reader has no physical descriptions besides that she can wear Frankie's clothes
A/N: Well... This was gonna be a drabble... and then it was just gonna be fluff.... and then it was gonna be just some implied smut... and now, we're here??? Idk, don't ask me šŸ„“ self indulgent bc I just finished my period (and my periods have been whack since stopping bc) and what better way to heal myself than imagining what Frankie would be like taking care of you šŸ„ŗ also pls be nice to me this is my first time writing Frankie and I'm v nervous EEK I hope you enjoy!!! sorry Javi bby, I still love u
Bitchy.Ā 
You wished you had a better word to describe your mood for today, but truth be told, bitchy was by far the most accurate.Ā 
You and Frankie were hoping to start trying for your first baby soon, and had recently gone off your birth control after your doctor had told you it may take a few months for your body to regulate itself before you had a better chance at getting pregnant. Your doctor had alsoĀ  warned you about many of the symptoms and side effects that stopping the pill could have, one of those being becoming more aware of your emotions and mood swings throughout your cycle. That, you were prepared for.Ā 
What you were not prepared for, was to feel like an absolute psychopath in the days leading up to your period.Ā 
Ā Your cycle hadĀ  been wonky the past few months as your body began to sort itself out- you had a feeling your period was probably about to start soon, but hadnā€™t thought much about it, considering your terrible and grouchy mood had overshadowed it. You had tried your best to pull yourself together the past few days, chalking up your grumpiness to long hours at work, or just being in a weird funk, but today, you woke up with a fire in your gut, ready to fight, and poor Frankie was about to be your punching bag.Ā 
Sweet Frankie had been nothing short of a saint when it came to just about anything, but dealing with your newly heightened emotions right before your period really should have earned him some sort of Presidential Medal of Bravery, considering that your newly discovered highs and lows while PMS-ing were just as frightening as any time he had spent during his time in the military.Ā 
Unfortunately for your husband, despite his best efforts, he had been on your nerves all morning. Not because he was really doing anything wrong, but because the little things that you were normally so good about letting go, or the patience you frequently had seemed to have flown out the window, and you were convinced that if Frankie even breathed the wrong way, you were going to absolutely lose it.Ā 
So when unsuspecting Frankie decided to ask you a simple request about after work plans, there was very little he could have done to prepare for your response.Ā 
ā€œMorning, Hermosa.ā€ Frankie cooed, emerging into the kitchen, his hand rustling through his untamed, sleepy brown curls as he let out a yawn and a stretch, the slight softness of his stomach peeking out between his t-shirt and pajama pants as he raised his arms above his head before settling behind you. He wrapped himself around your waist, pressing a gentle kiss into your shoulder as you finished putting the last of your lunch in your bag for work, trying to force yourself to focus on his sweet good morning, rather than the empty bowl of cereal in the sink that had greeted you first thing when you woke up, already starting you off on the wrong foot in your already irritable mood.Ā 
ā€œMorning, babe.ā€ You grinned, forcing yourself to forgo the annoyance hidden behind your smile as you pecked a quick kiss on Frankieā€™s lips before gathering the rest of your things for the day scattered across the kitchen table. ā€œSorry, I didnā€™t have time to make you breakfast this morning because I was running late, but thereā€™s extra scrambled eggs on the stove if you want them. Iā€™m really sorry, Frankie, I gotta head out, have a good day, Iā€™ll see you later okay?ā€ You sighed, slinging your work bag over your shoulder, your hands full of your coffee mug, water bottle and keys, your cluttered grip and running behind schedule only adding to your frustration.Ā 
ā€œAll good, Querida, no worries. Hey, actually baby, before you leave,ā€ He paused, setting down the coffee mug he was just about ready to take a sip of, as if a little lightbulb had just gone off in his brain, ā€œdo you mind picking up stuff to make that really good buffalo chicken dip for Bennyā€™s tonight? I told ā€˜em weā€™d bring like, an appetizer or something, if thatā€™s okay.ā€Ā 
For Frankieā€™s sake, you couldnā€™t have been more thankful that you had your back turned to him, because if looks could kill, Frankie Morales would have been a dead man.Ā 
Every rational part of your brain knew that even though his request perhaps wasnā€™t the best timing, stopping by the store and making dip to bring to Bennyā€™s for game night really wasnā€™t that much time or effort out of your day. But today, it seemed like every part of your brain but the rational one seemed to be functioning properly, and the raging, irrational part might as well have heard that Frankie wanted you to prepare and cook a Thanksgiving meal for 74 after you got home from work.Ā 
You took a deep breath, your grip tightening around the items in your hand, praying with every bone in your body that someway or another, you had misheard your husband.Ā 
ā€œTonight? As in, like, today, after I get home from work?ā€ You questioned, trying to do your best to keep your tone from sounding too condescending.Ā 
ā€œYeah, we donā€™t have to be there until 7, I just donā€™t think Iā€™m gonna have time to since I probably wonā€™t be outta work until 6:30.ā€ He shrugged nonchalantly, taking another swig of his coffeeĀ 
Oh yeah, youā€™d heard him right. Ā 
You let out a deep sigh, even more over dramatic than you had intended it to be, arms crossed over your chest and stark frown spread across your face as you turned towards Frankie.Ā 
ā€œOh, perfect! Thatā€™s a great thing for me to find out about at 7:45 A.M. the day of, Frank!ā€ Your voice oozed with ferocious sarcasm, now slamming your things back down onto the table to run your hands over your face. ā€œNo, thatā€™s great, because thereā€™s nothing I wanted to do more than to come home and make buffalo chicken dip instead of all the other shit I needed to do today before we left! Amazing! Thank you!ā€Ā 
At this point, you were almost positive that if your eyes rolled any further, theyā€™d be in the back of your skull, letting out another angry huff as you shook your head at Frankie, who was looking absolutely petrified as he leaned back against the counter, eyes darting to the floor to avoid yours, running his hand over the wispy curls at the nape of his neck. Frankie began to stammer, trying to defend himself from your wrath.Ā 
ā€œHermosa, Iā€™m- Iā€™m sorry? I know itā€™s last minute, but you normally make it every time we go over there, I just- I figured itā€™d be easy for you to do? You can get something else, or I can try to stop by the store really quick on the way home, I just might-ā€Ā 
ā€œNope, you want buffalo chicken dip, apparently Iā€™m making buffalo chicken dip!ā€ You groaned, collecting everything back into your hands, swearing under your breath as you tried to balance everything in your grip. ā€œJesus, okay, I need to go to work, just- I donā€™t even know. I gotta go, Frankie.ā€Ā 
ā€œQuerida, I-ā€ Frankie pleaded, beginning to trail behind you as you made your way to the front door.Ā 
ā€œFrankie, whatever, itā€™s fine! Iā€™ll make the stupid dip! I have to go to work, Iā€™ll see you later.ā€ You could feel the muscles in your jaw beginning to clench as you gritted your teeth, trying with everything in you to keep from exploding as you headed out of the house. Without even a kiss goodbye, you left Frankie in the doorway, watching you throw your things in the car and slam the door behind you as you drove down the driveway.Ā 
But as soon as you were on the road and your house was out of view, you could instantly feel the tears beginning to well in your eyes, slowly streaming down your cheeks as you began to sob, wondering why you had ruined the morning over as stupid as an appetizer, and even worse, that you had been a complete asshole to your husband about it.Ā 
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You couldnā€™t have been more thankful that work had been quiet today- no meetings on the schedule, and no one coming to bother you, leaving you plenty of peace and quiet to continue sulking and brooding in your unpleasant mood.Ā 
Right around lunch time, you found yourself eating alone in your office, wishing your lunch was about ten times saltier and chocolatier than it was, crying to yourself as you watched a video of a dog meeting its new human sibling for the first time.
Just as you were beginning to pack up the rest of your lunch and start back up with your work, you felt a terrible twinge in your lower stomach that had you just about keeled over in pain, followed by that all too familiar feeling in your underwear.Ā 
Frantically scrambling, you reached into your bag to pull out a tampon, hurriedly shuffling to the nearest bathroom, only to reveal the murder scene equivalent as you pulled down your pants.Ā 
Your period had come.Ā Ā 
In that moment, as much as you were dreading the pain and misery that was the next few days to come, you couldnā€™t also help but feel a slight sense of relief, realizing that you were in fact, not actually a crazy person for the way you were feeling, you were just PMS-ing out of your mind. You couldnā€™t also help but feel absolutely awful for your unjustified freak out at your husband this morning, your heart sinking with guilt as you made your way back to your desk, immediately grabbing your phone to text Frankie.Ā 
ā€œHeyā€¦ Iā€™m so sorry about this morning. What you were asking me to do wasnā€™t a big deal at all and I totally freaked out on you. My period just started, I think thatā€™s why Iā€™ve been such a bitch this morning. Iā€™m sorry, Frankie, I love you.šŸ’• ā€Ā 
It was almost instantly after you hit send that the reply bubble popped up in your message, your heart pounding anxiously waiting for your husbandā€™s reply.Ā 
ā€œItā€™s okay, I kind of had a feeling šŸ˜‰ babe, you werenā€™t being a bitch- I should have talked to you about it sooner. Shitty timing on my part. Iā€™m sorry. I love you too, Querida.ā€Ā 
Before you could even respond, another message popped up below his first.Ā 
ā€œDonā€™t worry about going to the store or making anything tonight. I already texted Benny and told him we couldnā€™t come. We can spend the night in, just the two of us. I can pick up takeout on the way home if you want and we can pick a movie to watch.ā€Ā 
You could feel your frustrated facade beginning to melt away as your lips shifted from a pursed frown to a small smirk reading Frankieā€™s text, your thumbs quickly tapping across the screen of your phone to reply.Ā 
ā€œThank you. Youā€™re the best.ā€Ā 
ā€œOf course. Hopefully none of your co-workers ask you to make buffalo chicken dip before you leave šŸ˜˜ā€Ā 
ā€œOh shut up, meanie.ā€Ā 
ā€œJust kidding. Have a good rest of your day, love you.Ā šŸ’™
ā€œLove you too. šŸ¤ā€Ā 
Although the rest of your day was nowhere near enjoyable, given the fact you felt like you were getting punched repeatedly in the uterus and your personality resembled that of Oscar the Grouch, you knew that your night in with Frankie was your light at the end of the tunnel, and only needed to make it a few more hours before there was at least some sweet relief finally headed your way.Ā 
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Despite the constant stabbing pain in your lower stomach and back, your drive home from work had you in much better spirits than your drive there, now not only having an explanation as to why you had felt like such a mess, but also knowing the rest of your night was going to be dedicated to nothing but cuddling up in your comfiest clothes and snuggling up next to Frankie on the couch.Ā 
As you pulled down your street, you were surprised to see Frankieā€™s truck already parked in the driveway, wondering what he was doing at home almost an hour earlier than he had mentioned he would be this morning. Gathering all of your things out of the back of your car, you quietly entered your home, confusion scrunching in your brow as you called out for your husband.Ā 
ā€œFrankie? Babe, are you home?ā€Ā 
Before you could even kick off your shoes or hang up your coat, Frankie had already appeared at the front door to greet you, boyish grin spread across his face as he grabbed your things out of your hand, carefully placing them on your entryway table before engulfing you in a bear hug, his broad arms wrapping around your body and pulling you closer into his chest.Ā 
You could feel all the muscles in your body instantly relax as your face rested against the soft cotton of his t-shirt, soaking in the familiar woody and savory scent of him, letting yourself be consumed by every ounce of his embrace.Ā 
ā€œHi Hermosa.ā€ Frankie cooed, pressing a soft kiss against your temple, running his hands up and down your back as you looked up at his sweet brown eyes shining down at you.Ā 
ā€œWhat are you doing home so early? I mean, not that Iā€™m mad about it at all, I just thought you said that you had to work until 6:30 and-ā€Ā 
ā€œTold my boss I had to head out early for a family emergency.ā€ Frankie smirked, laughing at you playfully rolling your eyes from his so-called excuse.Ā 
ā€œLast time I checked, your wife being a grump because sheā€™s bleeding out of her cooch doesnā€™t classify as a family emergency, Fransisco.ā€ You teased, giving him a little shove, making the two of you giggle in tandem.Ā 
ā€œEh, close enough. Iā€™m really sorry about this morning, querida. I was a dick for not talking to you about plans beforehand and just assuming you could go do it. It wasnā€™t fair of me.ā€Ā 
ā€œItā€™s okay, Frankie. What you were asking for wasnā€™t a big deal and I made it one because Iā€™ve been a psycho all day. Iā€™m sorry, too.ā€Ā 
ā€œWell,ā€ Frankie paused, pressing another kiss onto your cheek, the width of his palm gently cradling your jaw as you stared up at him and his sympathetic smile, ā€œnumber one, you are not a psycho. I canā€™t imagine how uncomfortable you must feel right now, so even if you were, I wouldnā€™t blame you one bit. Number two,ā€ he paused again, shifting his kiss from your cheek to your lips, his thumb delicately swiping across your skin, ā€œyouā€™re my wife and I love you more than anything, and if I can take a little time off to help make you feel better, itā€™s the least I can do. So, why donā€™t you go change into something comfortable, and when you get back down here, I will have pizza and ice cream, whatever movie you wanna watch, and a back rub ready for you, okay?ā€Ā Ā Ā 
ā€œOkay. Thank you, Frankie. God, youā€™re the best.ā€ You grinned, pressing up on your tiptoes to let your mouth meet Frankieā€™s, the plush pout of his bottom lip swiping across yours, lingering just long enough to let the butterflies in your stomach begin to swirl, heat creeping through your cheeks in the tenderness of the moment.
ā€œOf course, cariƱo. Te amo. Now go get changed.ā€ With one last peck on his lips, you wiggled out of Frankieā€™s grasp to make your way up the stairs, grinning to see that your husband had already set out your favorite of his oversized sweatshirts and sweatpants, neatly folded on the bed for you to grab, quickly shuffling out of your uncomfortable work attire and exchanging it for Frankieā€™s clothes, your smile growing even wider at the feeling of perpetually being wrapped up in the essence of him.Ā 
As you made your way back downstairs to meet Frankie, you found your heart skipping a beat again to see that the better part of the living room had been turned into a cozy sanctuary- lights dim and candles lit, both parts of your couch squished together, filled with every pillow and blanket you owned, and Frankie sitting in the middle, giant box of pizza, tub of ice cream and your handsome husband waiting for you.Ā 
As if your emotions hadnā€™t already taken you on a wild roller coaster of a ride today, the adorable sight in front of you had you on the verge of tears again, wiping the wetness pooling in your eyes with the back of Frankieā€™s sweatshirt sleeve drooping off your arm before crawling into the blanket fort he had constructed for the two of you.Ā 
ā€œFrankieā€¦ You didnā€™t have to do this.ā€ You sniffled, curling up next to Frankie as he draped a blanket over your lap and his arm over your shoulder, passing you a plate with 2 large pieces of pizza.Ā 
ā€œItā€™s the least I could do. I put on Hercules for us to watch, but if you wanna-ā€Ā 
Before you could let him finish the rest of his sentence, you were running your hand across the scratchy stubble of his cheek, pulling his face closer to yours as you planted a kiss on his lips, feeling your smiles melt into one another's as your mouths met. ā€œThat sounds perfect. God, howā€™d I get so lucky?ā€Ā 
ā€œI could say the same thing, mi amor. You ready to start the movie?ā€Ā 
ā€œOnly if you also pass me that tub of Ben and Jerryā€™s to go with my pizza.ā€Ā 
ā€œI think I can make that happen.ā€Ā 
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About half way through the movie, pizza and tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, your and Frankieā€™s bodies were tangled together in a sea of limbs and blankets, contently snuggled up with one another as Frankieā€™s fingers traced lazy circles on your back and shoulder as you laid against his chest.Ā 
ā€œYou doinā€™ okay, querida? Need anything?ā€ He cooed, his soft voice dancing in your ear. As if it werenā€™t enough that you had already been through the extreme highs and lows of almost every feeling under the sun today, the one you hadnā€™t been until this very moment was insatiably horny. While the mood swings you had mentally prepared yourself for with your new period symptoms, the constant other kind of ache between your legs you had not, and feeling the low rasp of Frankieā€™s words tickling your neck had been just enough to flip the switch to make you desperately needy.Ā 
Letting your leg slide over Frankieā€™s lap, you pushed yourself up to straddle his hips, running your hands through the dark curls of his thick, brown hair, and down his broad chest, your fists bunching the worn fabric of his shirt in your hands as your mouths became a mess of tangled tongues and teeth.Ā 
ā€œI need- fuck- I need you, Frankie, please.ā€ You pleaded between muffled moans, his tongue swiping in the parted space where your lips melted together as one, instinctively beginning to grind your hips into his, feeling the bulge in his sweatpants starting to grow beneath you.Ā 
ā€œFuck- You sure, baby?ā€ Frankie rasped, reactively bucking up into you, making you whine as his hands dug into your hips, guiding you as you swirled over the tented fabric of his bottom half rubbing against your covered core.Ā 
ā€œPlease. Please, Frankie.ā€ You were all but whimpering at this point, nodding frantically in approval as Frankie used the grasp on your hips to guide you onto your back, making you cock your head in confusion as Frankie scampered to the other side of the couch, back turned to you as he reached over the ledge, pulling out a thick, black towel with a smug grin on his face. ā€œDid you seriously have a towel ready incase I wanted to have sex?ā€ You snorted, shaking your head at Frankie, now crawling back to you, caging your body under his with an electric kiss as he shimmied the towel underneath you.Ā 
ā€œMaybe.ā€ Frankie smirked, breaking from your kiss to let his lips trail down your body, his hands toying with the edge of his sweatshirt covering your body as he pushed it up your stomach and chest, helping you to shimmy it over your head, leaving your top half exposed. He gently palmed at your breasts, taking each pebbled nipple in his mouth, sucking and flicking at the buds with his tongue before letting his kisses travel down the soft skin of your stomach and waistband of your sweatpants. The clothes on your bottom half soon joined your sweatshirt in a crumpled pile as Frankie nestled himself between your legs, gently nudging your hips to let your thighs part, revealing your pussy, slick and shiny for him with your juices.Ā 
Even though Frankie would eat you out for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a late night snack, you couldnā€™t help but feel guilty that he still found himself between your legs during your time of the month, considering any other man probably would have scoffed at just the thought of going down on you on your period.Ā 
But, then again, Frankie Morales wasnā€™t just any other man.Ā 
ā€œFrankie, baby, you know you donā€™t- Oh fuck!ā€ You gasped, cut off in surprise as Frankieā€™s tongue licked a long, broad strip across your cunt, making you shudder in pleasure as his head perked up, revealing the devilish grin spread between his cheeks watching your chest already heave in heavy, shaky breaths.Ā 
ā€œOh I know I donā€™t have to, sweet girl. But I want to. Relax, baby, lemme take care of you.ā€Ā 
Before you could agree, protest, or anything in between, Frankie was back between your legs, arms wrapped around your thighs as they draped over his broad shoulders, digging his fingertips into the plush softness of your skin, dragging his tongue through your folds with the exact grace and precision that he knew made you fall apart in seconds.Ā 
With flat, firm presses of his mouth latched against your clit, you could already feel your bottom half writhing under him, the perfect pressure of his tongue dancing around your sensitive bundle of nerves making you moan in pleasure. As your head dipped back, falling into the couch pillow behind you, your hand shot down, fingers burying themselves in the wild curls of Frankieā€™s hair, tugging at the thick ends for any sort of release as he worked relentlessly at your aching cunt.Ā 
ā€œFuck, Frankie, oh fuck- Fuck, baby, you feel so good.ā€ You whined, your praise only intensifying the way your husband drank every ounce of you up, two thick fingers now gently pressing inside your heat, curled deliciously as they rocked in and out of your entrance, nudging against your g-spot.Ā 
Frankie had spent enough time worshiping the altar that was your pussy to know exactly how to make you crumble beneath him, leaving you chanting his name like a prayer as his lips latched around your clit, ferociously sucking as his fingers prodded at the soft, spongy spot that made your cunt begin to clench and heat in your belly pool.Ā 
ā€œThatā€™s it, Hermosa. I know youā€™re close, baby girl. Let me feel you, mi amor. Iā€™ve got you.ā€ Frankie groaned, his words humming deep in his chest, placing chaste kisses on the inside of your thighs before drinking you up like a man starved, adding a third finger into your heat, the added fullness and stretch, combined with Frankieā€™s relentless pace, enough to have the tingle that had been building at the base of your spine now washing through every inch of your body. Your orgasm began to crash through you, your pussy fluttering as pleasure radiated in your veins, making you cry out Frankieā€™s name over and over.Ā 
Frankie worked persistently through your high, only pulling back after making sure that you had cum again, sitting back on his haunches as he admired the blissed out and ragged mess you had become, your pussy slick and swollen as your chest rose and fell in wrecked inhales and exhales, trying to compose yourself from the Frankie and fucked you senseless with just his tongue.Ā 
Wiping the slick and juices glistening in his mustache with the back of his hand, Frankie tugged the sweatshirt covering his own body over his head, followed by his pants and boxers, freeing his painfully hard cock as it slapped against his stomach, his tip red and leaking with precum as his broad body loomed over yours, sucking and nipping at your pulse point as you whimpered his name.Ā 
ā€œFrankie, holy fuck.ā€Ā 
ā€œSuch a good girl for me, querida. You still want me to fuck you, baby?ā€ He mewled, the metallic and tangy taste of you still lingering on his tongue as he kissed you, laughing to himself at the way you found yourself frantically nodding your head to tell him yes before your words could.Ā 
ā€œJesus Christ, yes. Fuck, please Frankie, I need to feel you.ā€Ā 
Reaching down to stroke himself, he lined his cock up with your entrance, easily sliding into your heat and brushing his tip against your cervix, taking a moment to let you adjust to his fullness. The whine you let out as Frankie filled every inch of you was nothing short of ragged, digging your nails into the skin of his broad back as he ever so slowly began to thrust in and out of you, dragging his length against the slick of your cunt.Ā 
ā€œOh fuck me- Fuck, you hear how wet you are for me, sweet girl? This what you needed, baby? To fill up that pretty little pussy of yours?ā€ Frankie groaned, letting his forehead rest against yours, his sweaty curls now starting to stick to his skin as he pounded into you, rutting his hips at a faster and faster pace.Ā 
ā€œItā€™s all for you, Frankie- Oh shit- only for you.ā€ You moaned, your fingers wrapping around the width of his biceps, flexing deliciously as he hovered over you, sucking you in to a long, deep kiss, fucking into you over and over.Ā 
Even with the years between you and the ring on your finger, the possessive part of Frankieā€™s brain would never get over how the primal and all consuming feeling of knowing you were his, forever, your words shooting straight to his dick as a low groan rumbled in his chest, silently cursing to himself through gritted teeth, watching you fall apart below him.Ā 
Readjusting himself, Frankie sat back on his heels, hooking his arm under one of your legs to drape it over his shoulder, the new angle stretching you out in a way that had you seeing stars as Frankie rammed into your g-spot and began thumbing at your clit, still swollen and sensitive from your first orgasm. You could already feel the heat beginning to bloom in your belly once again, your leg beginning to tremble hoisted over Frankieā€™s shoulder as he dug into the meat of your thigh with a bruising intensity.Ā 
Just like he would never get over the fact of knowing you were his, Frankie would never get over watching you begin to crumble under his touch, taking the time to memorize every twitch and twinge your body made as you came closer and closer to your end, always savoring in the moaning mess youā€™d become as you fell apart around him.Ā 
ā€œFuck, Frankie, Fuck, oh my god- Iā€™m close, baby.ā€ You were all but rambling at this point, your brain barley stringing together coherent sentences as you felt your cunt beginning to clench around his cock, the lewd noises of your moans, wetness and skin slapping together as your hips met filling the room at a borderline pornagraphic rate.Ā 
ā€œMeirda, Iā€™m not gonna last much longer, hermosa. Fuck, where do you want me, baby?ā€ Frankie growled through gritted teeth, his eyes locking on yours and telling him everything he needed to know without you saying a word.Ā 
ā€œInside. Fuck, please Frankie, I want you to cum inside me.ā€Ā 
Your confirmation was all it took to flip the switch in Frankie that sent him absolutely feral, the thought of being able to actually knock you up now that you werenā€™t on birth control anymore, giving you a baby, proving another way to the world to mark you as his? The thought alone was enough to have him bracing every bone in his body to keep him from cuming right then and there.Ā 
ā€œFuck me. You want me to fill you up, querida? Fuck me full of you? Fuck a baby into you? That's what you want, huh?ā€ Frankie moaned, grunting with each thrust of his hips, his rhythm becoming more frantic and shaky as he felt your pussy begin to flutter around him, pressing the pads of his fingers against your clit, swirling them in frantic circles to make sure you came before he did.Ā 
ā€œFuck, yes. I need you too, holy fuck- wanna make you a daddy, Fransisco.ā€Ā 
You could feel the tightly wound knot in your core starting to snap, your legs trembling and breath shaking as Frankie fucked into you, finding yourself on the verge of collapse- but not before Frankieā€™s filthy mouth got the last word in.Ā 
ā€œJesus, fuck- Fuck, hermosa. Thatā€™s what you want, pretty girl? I swear, Iā€™m gonna fuck myself so deep into you itā€™ll fucking take. Get you fucking pregnant tonight.ā€Ā 
That was all it took to have you orgasm come crashing through you, every inch of your body radiating with pleasure as you came, crying out Frankieā€™s name as you gushed around him, your eyes practically rolling to the back of your head, your mind going blank and numb, the only thing grounding you were the incoherent ramblings of your husband as he followed suit behind you.Ā 
ā€œFuck, thatā€™s it, baby. Fuck, Iā€™m gonna cum too, fuck, fuck-ahhhhhh.ā€ With one final thrust, Frankie could feel himself spilling against your walls, coating you with his spend as his cock pulsed, making sure he milked himself of every last drop deep inside your cunt before even thinking about pulling out. Moving your leg, Frankie slumped into you, splaying himself across your body as your chests rose and fell in sync, laying in silence as you let your breathing steady, coming back down to Earth from your high.Ā 
With a shallow grunt, Frankie carefully pulled his softening cock out of your heat, leaning back to admire the mess he had made between your legs, his cum dripping down the inside of your thighs and pussy glistening with the mixture of your arousal. You let out a soft hiss at the loss of Frankieā€™s fullness inside you, only to quickly be replaced by a gasp as he buried his two fingers back into your cunt.Ā Ā 
ā€œGotta make sure every last drop stays in there, hermosa. Gonna keep you full of me all night, baby.ā€ He mewled, carefully gathering his spend and pushing it deep inside you, making you whimper as he slowly pulsed his fingers back and forth, pulling away his hand to lean back into your body, engulfing you with an electric kiss.Ā 
ā€œHoly fuck, fuck me. Jesus, Frankie.ā€ You laughed to yourself, your head dipping back on the pillow as you buried your face in your hands, at a loss for words at how euphoric you now felt in your post colital bliss.Ā 
ā€œWow, again, already? Gotta give me a few after that querida.ā€ He smirked, making you roll your eyes at his joke as you playfully swatted at him, making him lean in to pepper your body with kisses, leaving you squealing and squirming in delight.Ā 
ā€œYou are absolutely ridiculous, Fransisco Morales. If you keep fucking me like that, then yeah, absolutley.ā€Ā 
ā€œIf I keep fucking you like this, I have a very hopeful feeling that next month, weā€™ll have something else to care about besides period cramps.ā€
ā€œI swear to god, if one of my cravings ends up being buffalo chicken dip once Iā€™m pregnant, Iā€™m gonna be pissed.ā€
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divinefeminine-card Ā· 9 months ago
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Pick a card: Your life two years from now
Hello everyone, it has been a while isn't it? I thought what should be the topic of my second pac. Then this idea came to my mind, not original but anyways haha. Now, before we head on I need you all to know that growth is different for everyone. Okay? And to be very honest, it is also as much fine if you feel you haven't grown at all, because I promise you have, it is inevitable. We are always growing.
To pick a pile now, choose whatever image attracts you first. Its fine if more than one image attracts you guys. And if nothing really calls you then this pac might not be for you, have a good day, lots of love and light to you :D
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Piles:
1-2
3-4
5-6
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Readings šŸ’
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Pile 1
Hello my Pile 1, what I am seeing is you guys, two years from now, would have gotten really experienced in certain areas of life. Like, you know the shit, alright? Combat, you are ready for combat. You are aware and awake. Ready to tackle any obstacle or whatsoever. The next two years are definitely very much significant for you guys in terms of emotional maturity. You guys will definitely learn to listen to your intuition. Let me tell you, it's NOT easy to listen to your intuition and not confuse it with other things but I am seeing you guys will be very much certain in this as well.
Uh-ha! Pile 1, you will definitely be doing some kind of work, job or creating something solid/stable by yourselves. Mark my words. You all will be so skilled omg I am so happy for you!!!! You all will be so meticulous in your craft, so expert! It's awesome!! I am getting the mature-independent vibes!!! It might be something you always had a talent of šŸ‘€
Going to get-togethers, parties, having your own standing. You know, you might frequent different parties, get-togethers, meetings. I am definitely seeing you all really standing your ground and own no matter what!! Just being confident in oneself.
Two years from now, you guys would have worked through many of your fears, mostly societal fear I believe. You will be your unapologetic self, love šŸ„ŗ
If by any chance you are worried about your loved ones safety and security, fret not, they will be safe and secure :)))
I love you guys so much, hope you liked the reading.
Pile 2
Hello my Pile 2, Damn guys, majority of your cards are of Major Arcana!!
Two years from now, I am seeing you guys being more outspoken than ever before. Like, just saying whatever comes to your mind. It's kinda cute to be very honest (ā ļæ½ļæ½ā ā–½ā ā‰¦ā )
This is a very recurring typa theme in this pile, you guys will be your most balanced and in tune with yourself version of yours ever!!! I am seeing you and your lives to be very much at peace. Nothing too high, nothing too low. Things are going on calmly and peacefully. You will be connected to both your masculine and feminine side in perfect harmony. So happy. Your life and you, yourself will be so full of happiness and optimism, it would be contagious to the people around you. You will be blooming!!
You guys will be just and good. You will not be the type to be swayed by fake greed and flash. Protecting your peaceful life I am seeing. You will be the type to do your work quietly and retire to your chambers as soon as possible. Your coworkers will be very cooperative as well. You will be supported and looked after.
I see child-like happiness within you guys. You will be blessed and happy. You know that song Colorful World by Kathryn Ostenburg, that's what I am reminded of while doing this reading. I will link it here.
Lots of love and emotional time here. This can be a healing period for you. It might be a bit uncomfortable but trust it's gonna be so so good.
Pile 3
Hello my Pile 3!
Getting on with your reading, I am definitely seeing lots of competition, determination, using your resources, trying to be as quick as possible, preservation of wealth and defence of your own self.
Okay, so two years from now, your life will be quite in a moving state, like things are actively in motion. Situations and things are still building up. Resources are scattered so preservation is also very important. I am sensing that the environment you will be in two years from now will be quite competitive, and very very very opportunistic, selfish as well I think. Everyone wants to be at the top, but not everyone can be at the top here, so the brutal competition is.
Even though you will have secured your own position but I am still seeing the stance of defense and alertness here, ready to strike if anyone dares touch what yours truthfully, rightfully. Despite all of the harsh surroundings though, you still will be down-to-earth and humble at heart ā¤ļø Love that for you my pile 3. You are self-sufficient and happy in yourself.
Whenever you would feel seriously down, you would look at all the abundance you have, and be like "Oh, I have this, no need to be sad šŸ’…šŸ» šŸ¤“" haha, it's specific but boy do I feel it will be so true.
At times, the period might seem very bleak but always remember to hold your vision high my lovely pile 3, you all have got this okay?? No matter what, you all have got this! The answers you have been yearning for long will be given to you. Just hold on to the hope. Take these trials as the test of your commitment! You got this my pile 3! I love you šŸ’–
Pile 4
Hello my Pile 4!! I am seeing a very fulfilled and happy life for you guys. Like, when I say fulfilled I mean, you would have the money, the wisdom and the love (both giving and receiving).
You would feel complete in ALL areas of life, my pile 4 I swear. You would not be afraid of being vulnerable either. Instead, I feel it will be something which will give you great strength in tough times. You would feel the success you have achieved after a period of growth. You will feel happy, pile 4, truly happy. You will be juggling different aspects of your life, most likely professional life and family life. It would be a difficult task but, oh aren't you a damn skilled juggler my pile 4?? Things will go up and down but you will skillfully balance them out.
You will definitely be fiercely protective of everything you have cultivated over the years, if something serious were to happen you wouldn't take a second to take the matter in legal hands. You are so cool for that! Never shy away. I am also seeing you might be in the position of leadership, leading people with wisdom and guidance.
Now, seeing the abundance of everything, some snakes might be growing themselves in your yard without your knowledge, in simpler words, someone close to you might not want your best and will try to sabotage you in some way. Look out for them.
Don't try to take too much in your control. If you are feeling so let it be, and if necessary so, let it go, let them go. Don't let pride get in your way. It's fine to sometimes just lower your guard down and be one with everyone. You and your loved ones are safe and sound, waiting for you to return home. Come soon ā¤ļø.
Pile 5
Hello my Pile 5! So, I think it will be, what you can call a very balanced life. You know the ups and downs of life, going on and on and on in cycles.
I think two years from now, you guys will be in your healing era. Healing from the past wounds and preparing for the brighter future. Really proud of you guys. You know, healing is a process, a long one and sometimes a tedious one. So, these past wounds, rewiring your minds might keep you awake at night, thinking what you should or shouldn't have done, even if it seems like I promise it's not the end of the world. After this you all will be in a deep resting healing time. Like, genuine rest, not laying down and having all the lifetime crisis in a single moment.
When this all hard work starts showing their fruits, you will feel it, so my pile 5, two years from now, you guys will be embracing your femininity to its fullest finally, after needing to have kept it hidden. You will let yourself feel the emotions coming through you, to you. You will be secure and stable. You are like a young sprout šŸŒ±, no matter your age, with a lot of potential to grow, and you will, watch my words. Two years from now, you will be comfortable in yourselves. Not taking shit from anybody finally.
You will start planting seeds for your better future. Carefully mending it. Looking forward to it.
I would also like to tell you, I feel you guys will get into a loving relationship or form a deep friendship with someone ;) whichever it will be, it will be healthy with boundaries, okay guys?? Healing is ultimately what you do, but you can never deny the environmental factors. This bond will definitely have a significant impact on you.
Have faith, look at the bigger picture and have fun. That's it! Bye pile 5!
Pile 6
Hello my Pile 6! The energy is quite dynamic must I say. It's all about taking back the control you were stripped off of or never had thought deserved in the first place.
The environment you will be in would be veryyyy competitive. It's like, even when you guys are doing the cheers šŸ„‚ it will be a competition of who can do so the highest. There will be meaningful friendships but still competitive, no sabotaging though. There will be constant support from around.
The times will be quite chaotic. You never know when the rug would be pulled from beneath your feet. Unexpected things happen, one after another, no break or whatsoever. It will be like you are at the top of the world one second and the other at the bottom. Even though expected, it will always bring disturbance to you and your life. Things will seem like they are breaking down one after another. BUT WAIT!
You guys will be fighting (quite literally, academically, legally, physically, mentally (hopefully safely, don't worry)). Like, taking back what was meant to be yours. Working and practicing real hard, like REAL. And you will NOT be quiet about your strength my pile 6 šŸ˜‚ you will be like "I was gonna win. Told you so." It's fun. Anyways.
You will be so experienced during and after all this turmoil. You will finally gain the very much needed stability after all this time. You will reason with your head. Become a mature version of you, the version of desired. It's awesome!!
You pile 6, are definitely one sneaky fella :D you definitely know your way around your field and will get what you desire by hook or crook, good on you haha. You are the type to not attack from the front but rather from the side, neither are wrong though as long as you know you are doing well ;)
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So guysss, the reading ends here. This is my second pac. Let me know how you like it, if you please. Any criticism or praise? Bring them on.
Hope you enjoy reading this pac as much as I enjoyed writing it! If anything, just more!
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tragedry Ā· 9 months ago
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Now we need you to write a tyden confession scene............ y'know, to make things even. Or you can talk about when they realized their feeling for each other šŸ„ŗ
the fact that y'all are starting to associate me to both ashler and tyden is hilarious cause i'm pretty sure i started this side blog to only talk about ashler asfhafla
but here we are, so let me try to put together a coherent enough tyden confession for you at 4 am:
side note: this got really long way too fast, and i'm pretty sure this only tackled aiden's feelings, but i hope you like it anyway anon!
when aiden realizes he's starting to like tyler, everything just clicks.
he's laying on his bed, his eyes staring up at the glow in the dark stars he's poorly glued on his ceiling back when he was ten when the realization hits him, and he's finally put a name to the emotion tyler manages to invoke inside his chest whenever the other boy would stop scowling and actually offer him one of those once-in-a-blue-moon, downright stunning smiles that probably belonged on a movie poster whenever one of aiden's jokes finally lands.
it's like the last step of figuring out how to solve a brand new rubik's cube, and for a moment he revels in the satisfaction of just knowing, except by the time he tries to figure out how to proceed from such a revelation, heā€™s coming up blank.
for the first time in his life, his crush on tyler is the only puzzle he has no idea how to move forward to.
if heā€™s being honest with himself, knowing that he actually likes the halfwit doesn't really change much of their situation, if anything it would probably only make things worse if tyler found out.
and it's not like he's stupid enough to actually believe he's got a shot, not when he's made it his entire personality to annoy the ever living shit out of the baseball player any chance heā€™s got.
the thought of tylerā€™s possible rejection inflicts a pain that courses through his entire body, stilling him until he has to remind himself to breathe.
aiden decides he doesnā€™t really like thinking about this particular puzzle anymoreā€”not when his own emotions have cursed him.
he refuses to think about the problem any further. heā€™ll set his feelings for tyler aside and ignore it till it goes away completely.Ā 
heā€™s always been good at ignoring his problems, and this is no different.
with his mind made up, he lets himself relax until the pang in his chest dulls out and heā€™s ready to forget it was ever there in the first place.
and just when things were finally starting to feel normal again, thatā€™s when the halfwit decided to reply to his text.Ā 
the reply is short, dry, and straight to the pointā€“ and itā€™s just so like him that aiden catches himself snorting when he reads the simple, ā€œfuck if i know.ā€ right after aidenā€™s last annoying question.Ā 
he hadnā€™t even expected the other boy to reply, except tyler always did.
no matter how much he purposely tries to piss him off or how many memes he sends the other boy, tyler will reply, whether it was a sarcastic comment or a curse, all of his messages are read and answered.
it was kind of addicting, to be heard-to have his existence acknowledged by someone who had every right to tell him to shut up and walk away.
he can feel his heartbeat racing all over again as he re-read tylerā€™s text, and as he typed out a reply he knew it was going to be hard for him to fall asleep.
the clock on his phone reads past 1 am, and he wants to point it out to tyler cause heā€™s always complaining about staying up late whenever aidenā€™s in the mood to mess with him.
but before he could say anything about it, tylerā€™s already sending him a brand new text, and this oneā€™s even more humorless than before.
his earlier thought is momentarily forgotten, and he ends up sending the other boy a series of memes pointing out how badly tylerā€™s killing their convo with his lackluster replies, and aiden selfishly hopes that tyler takes the bait and talks to him even longer, even if just to prove him wrong.
aiden wonders if tyler would hate him for it.
he lifts his eyes back to the stars on his ceiling and hopes.
he hopes that tyler wonā€™t hate him for being selfish, hopes that his feelings for the other boy wonā€™t last, and hopes that by the time he wakes up the following day, the pain in his chest disappears completely.Ā 
his phone lights up with a brand new text and aiden begins to type out a reply without really reading what the text said.
'can you promise you wonā€™t hate me too?'
the reply gets deleted, and he sends tyler another meme instead.
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eliteseven Ā· 4 months ago
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Not me thinking Serena might remember the familiar hair piece when she sees Shadowheart dropping from the pod but unable to place it in the situation.
Not me thinking Serena even feeling extremely confused after the "first" kiss and remembering she kissed the pretty but secretive half elf before but got abandoned. Unsure what her role was back then but unable to ask because Shadowheart has no recollection.
Convo pre Nightsong situation:
'Have you ever been to any of the patriar events in Baldurs Gate?'
'Oh, I'm pretty sure I had a mission or two to get information from some of the nobles of the city. A drunk noble usually had many a things to say with the right motivation.'
Not me thinking about Serena secretly being crushed at the thought she might have been a target and nothing more.
The possibilities for the angst! I can't!!!
?!!!! You guys are on one with this prequel but I am living for it šŸ„¹
Also, ouch. Letā€™s address this pain you caused me:
Oh my god??? I was (stupidly) thinking Shadowheart might leave behind a glove or something to that effect (residual romantic movie brain rot, sorry) but Tav remembering the hairpiece is so good šŸ„²šŸ’• itā€™s her signature thing, along with the circlet.
The hairpiece setting off alarm bells in her head, followed by confirming her suspicions when she kisses Shadowheart??? The emotions Serena would feelā€¦(this was her first love, Iā€™m realizing šŸ„ŗā¤ļø)
ā€¦And then later learning that Shadowheart frequented patriar-backed events with the sole purpose of serving Shar: getting information, killing, planting false evidence- it couldā€™ve been any number of things! Shadowheart remarking how easily ā€œpoor foolsā€ would fall into her honey trapsā€¦ouch. Surely Serena would keep quiet on the matter, after that.
Her abrupt change in demeanor would confuse and possibly hurt Shadowheart, who doesnā€™t understand why the only person sheā€™s ever been close to (that she can remember) is pulling away.
Maybe Shadowheart was originally there to seduce or target Serena for something, too. She justā€¦couldnā€™t go through with it.
Delicious angst, thank you chef šŸ«”
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edgessunflower Ā· 1 year ago
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Rhea Ripley x Fem! Reader who can't stop crying because bad things keep happening in her life?
Aww šŸ„ŗ
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Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Fem reader
Description: You breakdown after a rough month and Rhea is with you when you can't keep things in anymore
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All the emotions you were keeping in were eating away at you as you sat on the bed in the hotel room you were in while Rhea was out for a bit. You had been going through a rough month from having a fracture in your back, going through a breakup, losing your first match back against Bianca Belair, to losing your brother from cancer, losing your aunt after she was murdered, and your anxiety skyrocketing to a tenfold as you cry in your hands which turned to sobs that shook your body even falling to the floor as the sobs grew more painful and louder not hearing rhea walk back with food or the look of pure heartbreak on her face at seeing you in so much pain and so vulnerable thinking you were all alone as she slowly moved in front of you "Hey it's okay" she gently pulls you in her arms swaying back and forth as you sob in her shoulder. The sobs make her heart shatter at how soul touching and truly heart breaking they were knowing that you had kept so many feelings and emotions pent up and pushed down in order to act strong when really you were a mess and needed to get them out earlier than now, "I'm here for you even if you don't want to talk about any of it and just need someone to hold you or just talk to you I will always be here" you wrap your arms around her tightly knowing that you weren't alone as you thought as you slowly let everything out and calm down telling her everything she didn't know "I am so sorry and if you want whether just me or all of us we will go with you to their funerals" the next week that promise is fulfilled when the four are by your side at both funerals meeting your family and learning about the two amazing people that they lost and slowly helping you grieve and open up no matter how many times you cried each of them and all of them were there with a hug and calming words for you.
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iphoenixrising Ā· 2 months ago
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(6am / Prime Girl back with a hit of randomness hehe)
hi babe!! Itā€™s been a long time since Iā€™ve been around ;; Iā€™m sorry about that! I saw your recent post about some health and family things that have been happening, and I am absolutely heartbroken for you. I really really hope that youā€™re doing well, and that you and kiddoā€™s year will be able to finish off well!!!<3 ;;
Iā€™m actually back around bc I thought about you when I was driving home from work today and!!! I just really really wanted to come and tell you how much I look up to you as an author and how much youā€™ve inspired me even after these years since I first found your beautiful works ><
the way you write about emotion and intimacy and how it interweaves in so many different ways is something I think about every time I write something - I always think about the emotions you made me feel with your writing and how wonderful your works are I also post fics on AO3 now, but itā€™s particularly my ABO fic I wanted to mention to you because Iā€™ve had multiple comments being like ā€˜I didnā€™t like abo before thisā€™ or ā€˜some other fics I read were weird but this one made me give the genre a chanceā€™ and in my head Iā€™m always like OMG THATS HOW I WAS WITH WINTER BABE!! it makes me so SO incredibly happy and Iā€™m always thinking about and am so grateful that you and your wonderful works literally changed not just the genre for me forever and made me ADORE the concept, but showed me that it can relate to love and yearning and intimacy in such incredible ways 慠慠 (I also get tons of comments abt people begging for mercy bc they cry every chapter but thatā€™s not the point LOL)
Thank you so so much for being such an amazing author that not only produces beautiful works, but that has always interacted with me so kindly 慠慠 I was going through a lot of things when I was reading your works and they always brought me so much comfort (they still do btw!) and really showed me a way of writing that let me escape from my world for a bit and would have me in tears at 6am ><
Anyways, my life is surprisingly busy nowadays and I know yours is too, but I just wanted you to know that this blog will always hold such a special place in my heart and you inspire me always!!! much much love to you and to kiddo! I am seriously wishing you guys all the best, and Iā€™ll try to be around a little sooner than this next time! šŸ„ŗ
(p.s. IM SO SO SO SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY YOU LIKED THE CEO TIM PROMPT I WAS GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET ECSTATIC THAT YOU ENJOYED MY TAKE ON IT KDNDKDNSKSNKDNDKSMSKSJSK AND YOUR THOUGHTS???? JUST ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AS ALWAYS???? YOUR BRAIN IS AMAZING ISTG I WAS DEAD AND IM JUST SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT ><)
BABE. Babe <3 I'm so happy to hear you're writing things and it helps you with everyday life. Oh I'm just so, so happy for you. I've missed you as well and everyone else in the Tim Drake fandom, but the fact you're putting works out on Ao3?? You're writing wonderful things?? You're making people cry because you've pulled them out of themselves to feel things?? This is wonderful babe! This is the best news EVER! I'm so proud of you I can't even stand it. Writing is so hard and it can hurt so much to put things out there to people, and you are so, so brave and amazing to find your way. I'm thankful you've found the strength within yourself to do daring things.
Babe. Congratulation.
Send me links, I beg! I beg. I will read ALL THE THINGS AOB.
I still read the fuck out of fanfics but I've moved into BL (my fandom blog is a mess because I love too many of them) instead of DC, but releasing my fics back into the wild might have spurned something, might have brought back the muse a bit, so I might try to give it another go! I've got some very important chapters to things I promised people and maybe it's time I keep those promises. (Because @satire-please deserve a final ending to Dr!Tim).
I even went on the Capes and Coffee Discord just to talk out some ideas and that's a pretty big step to be honest.
But, even tho life is busy and you're moving into new, exciting things and people are rightfully in love with your fics and your brain, I will always have a spot for you here. You can always come back to me and read or talk out ideas or tell me how life is going. I adore you and hope only great things in your journey <3
(YOUR IDEAS ALWAYS INSPIRE I SWEAR I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH BECAUSE THIS THING WAS EASY TO WRITE AT THE TIME AND I STILL FEEL LIKE I COULD FLESH IT OUT MORE SOME DAY)
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chaniiverse Ā· 9 months ago
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any good chanhee fics that you recommend? there isnt a lot of new biased peopel
Oh my. I love this ask so much! As a channie girlie there really is so less fics of my man šŸ˜­. It physically hurts but I re-read so manyyyy of the ones which are out there.
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Simple gifts: by @sungbeam
This is like the first ever fluff (?) I read of Chanhee which stuck to me. I literally went to Beamā€™s DMs crying to her about this fic because I just love this so much šŸ˜­. I did not stop thinking about this fic for WEEKS especially the line ā€œI am lonely but not when youā€™re hereā€ itā€™s just so Chanhee coded!
Thatā€™s him, thatā€™s just who he is: by @from-izzy
The first ever fic Izz wrote and that also for ME! Yes people, itā€™s for me šŸ„ŗšŸ«¶šŸ». When I was reading this I literally started balling my eyes out because of how sad it was. I even sent a pic of me crying too Izz šŸ˜­šŸ’€. Itā€™s not everyday youā€™d find a fic about the struggles my man went through and Izz literally depicted it all so well :)
The warmest winter: by @from-izzy
The roller coasters of ride izz went through when riding this fic was so šŸ˜­šŸ„². She really gave it her all when writing this sweet thing and she did not disappoint us Chanhee lovers because she ate AND served šŸ’Ŗ. Tbh this fic is just so pure šŸ„ŗ the way chani gets jealous of Juyo (I love jealous men and I kid you not I am a possessive chani believer) made me want to bang my head against the wall SHSHSHSHSHS
Redemption of love: by @winterchimez
You guys donā€™t know how much I love this series šŸ˜”. I have never watched any musicals (NOT MY FAULT NOTHING LIKE THAT IS IN MUMBAI OKAY??) but I genuinely saw this one clip (it was in the first chapter of this fic) of the chandelier falling and oh my the way I was like ā€œI NEED TO WATCH THIS MUSICAL!?ā€ But not only do I love this fic because itā€™s Chanhee but also because ik how much this means to Als šŸ„ŗšŸ«¶šŸ».
Even if the world caves,: by @kimsohn
Yall shru wrote this fic for me and me only and I will die while holding this fic close to my heart because it means a lot to me and I love this very much just the way I love my shru. The way I went through so many different emotions while reading this fic šŸ˜­. Like omg I get enemies2lovers AND a cameo of Vernon?? Itā€™s a good day to die yeah? You guys have to read this fic written by shru ASAP!
# ur such an emo!: by @cloverdaisies
I will never shut up about the fic written by clo because theyā€™re just so magical and makes me want Chanhee more than ever. Tbh this was such a surprise for me when clo said she wrote a fic for me šŸ„ŗ. I already knew that she was busy with her work and all and then she just goes ā€œSana I wrote a Chanhee fic for your birthday.ā€ Out of nowhere and me just sitting there balling my eyes out because šŸ„ŗšŸ«¶šŸ». And then again we love enemies2lovers in this household especially when it comes to Chanhee so yes. We love this fic dearly.
Black hearts: by @cloverdaisies
The way clo depicted all the prompts given by me and @winterchimez in this fic has me on chokehold ngl šŸ˜­. I went to sleep after talking with ally and clo and then when I woke up BOOM BAM POW Clo had posted it already. I lowkey screamed when I saw this and the way it literally has all of our biases in this fic šŸ„ŗšŸ˜­. Side note: I miss our lil trio yall šŸ˜­šŸ„ŗ. Late night chats again when šŸ˜­.
Valentines win: by @strayed-quokka
Omg my lenlen šŸ„ŗšŸ«¶šŸ». She dedicated this one for me. Ha! *flips hair* be jealous šŸ˜šŸ«µ. I was smiling like crazy when reading this fic of hers tho, the way Chanhee was like ā€œno I am going to win this for you. I am not gonna back outā€ made my heart melt šŸ„ŗ. Because we all know Chanhee is not a sporty type of person so him trying to win this just made me want to bash my head against the wall šŸ˜­šŸ¤§. And the fact that it was a POKƉMON SOFT TOY MADE IT MORE BETTER SISJDJDJ.
Chanhee with a girly gf: by @astrae4
If I donā€™t mention this one itā€™d be a serious crime and I do not want to go in jail šŸ˜­šŸ˜¢. This is the first ever work i read of Gill (thatā€™s a lie. The first one was the channie smau) and this literally made me giggle so much šŸ˜­šŸ„ŗ. It has been a while since I read this again but we love this fic a lot šŸ’Ŗ
Lipstick stains: by @slytherinshua
This very fic of Chanhee made me fall in love with him even more. Like you donā€™t get this fic the way I do. It literally took me out of my writers slump šŸ˜­šŸ¤§. It literally made me want to read other fics again because it reminded me that there are still good writers out there who write for my man šŸ˜­šŸ„ŗ. And u get husband channie. What else do you want? Be fr šŸ˜­
Something blue: by @deobienthusiast
I was beta reading this fic for K and I divorced Sangyeon and married Chanhee instead. End of the story. I was literally balling my eyes out because no way in hell would I treat my best friend (why be a best friend when you can be my best boyfriend tho?) Chanhee the way the reader did šŸ™„. Like?? But I love how Chanhee still showed up to her wedding (wanna make it our wedding instead?) despite everything the reader said to him šŸ˜­.
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I think if you guys want a part two of this plz let me know šŸ„ŗšŸ«¶šŸ». I would have added some smuts but idk if youā€™re a minor or an adult so šŸ˜­. In the part two (if you guys ever want it) imma add the ones I read on Wattpad too! (Thereā€™s only two but whatever)
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Hereā€™s some Chanhee for a good day ahead!
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fanaticsnail Ā· 6 months ago
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I have a question about your WIPs of a different kind: how do you not lose sight of all the WIPs and ideas when you write so many at the same time ? And what is your progress when crafting a Story (multi chapter or one Shot) in general? If its okay to ask?! To some, there work progress is very personal so i get If you don't wanna answer it šŸ˜Š
Because i am over here like:
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And I wanna cram all my initial ideas in one thing and then there is the next Idea and I get overwhelmed and then i forget little details and scenes i was so proud of. And then i am to overwhelmed to write anything down šŸ„ŗ or i wanna sleep and the ideas come to me just then and are gone the next morning haha šŸ„²
And you are more like this with your writingāœØ:
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Also your recent WIP-List is soo exciting
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Have a beautiful start of the day, SnailāœØšŸ€i will go to bed now!
Oh no, believe you me -> I am exactly like that. My writing process is not pretty and all of my thoughts are maddening. Thank you for asking, I'm happy to show you exactly how my brain maps out if you like!
A glimpse of my writing process:
Snail: "Oh, I have this idea. I wonder what it would look like if I just..." writes a small introduction, gets overcome with the thoughts, watches it play out on my screen the longer I write, letting the words take over, surprised at the scenes coming out, genuinely shocked by the plot like watching a movie for the first time, nodding along and wondering how the hell that happened, writes a one sentence conclusion.
Snail: "...oh, but I can't just leave it there. I should just-." keeps writing, oh no now it's a lengthy series, playlists and soundtracks propel me to keep going, freaking out about the word count now, keep writing until satisfied with the conclusion.
And then it sits in my documents until it happens again for another fic. The amount of ideas I have for myself is insane, and I try to find the time to add a little bit per day for one or the other. Then I go through it and read it a bit later and format it then and see if I can get more giddy emotions to come out of it while editing.
Then there's the fics I haven't written that play out in my mind like a little story when I drive (obviously focussing on the road too) like the Cabaret at Baratie fic I've been attempting to write and map out for a few months now. I keep getting side tracked because I want you to not only have a "why choose" between Sanji and Zoro, but imagine it being the Heart Pirates, Cross Guild, Kid-Pirates, it just never ends.
Here's my current unhinged docs (I have blurred the ones that are a little incredibly NSFW).
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When the ideas come to me at night, I usually text myself a note in the middle of it so I don't forget. The Apprentice with Mihawk and When You Had The Chance with Beckman were fics that came from the middle of the night prompts.
I'm also lucky enough to have some beautiful mutuals who chat to me and listen to my unhinged ramblings and add little points to spur me on. Chef-husband has also been on the receiving end of such ramblings. I also keep asks and requests in my ask box until I form something cohesive, which is why it takes me so long to answer some things.
SO TO SUM UP: I am exactly like this too.
How I think I write:
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How I actually write:
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fonulyn Ā· 10 months ago
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how are things? and I was wondering if you've got a favorite fic that you wrote or if its just too hard to choose?
i've been down with a cold so things are kinda annoying but it seems to be getting better at least so maybe things are looking up :'D thanks for asking!
oh damn. it is hard to choose. and it also depends on my mood, and like... some are faves because they were fun to write, some because i like how the end result turned out, some bc friends liked them, and so forth. it depends on what kind of a favorite we're looking for :3
i scrolled through my RE fics and tried to pick only the top faves and still ended up with thirty fics :'D (and sorta sad bc so many of them were not crowd pleasers lmao)
but! shameless self-recs under the cut! (it got long lol sorry)
we didn't know how to fly so high (burned down before we reached the sky) (Chris/Leon) - this one's special because it's the first RE fic I wrote and it's what ended a three year dry spell of me not writing a single thing. it's also special because back then i could go "OH ONE NOTE!" and post the second chapter lol.
haunting in my head (tempting me, inviting me to fall asleep in its arms) (Piers/Leon) - since I picked the first one, I'm also gonna pick the latest one. this was the kind of an idea that plagued me until I got it written and i'm super pleased with how it worked out!
and it's kind of obligatory for me to mention the self-indulgent series, because for so long it was what kept me going and what kept me writing when nothing else worked. it might not be the best thing i've written but it's for sure what i've poured most love in.
tear me open (and make me whole again) (Piers/Leon, past Krauser/Leon) - from my whumptober fics this one i was the most excited about. i know it's got quite a bit of violence in it but like. i thought it hit all the right notes emotionally too, and i honestly wished it would've done better. i think it's worth it! am still happy with how it turned out.
(honorable mention to haunt you like it's part of you, another Piers/Leon and past Krauser/Leon, which is something i am really really into but apparently it's just me :'D but I really like the way the pairings clearly contrast each other tbh, i just think it's neat)
in the end it's you and I (Piers/Leon) - this is another whumptober fic I was super excited for! i'm beyond pleased with how it turned out and at least I feel all the right emotions while reading it.
all the things you are (Jake/Piers) - honestly I could've picked pretty much any of the Piers/Jake fic I've written because they were all really fun to write and their dynamic is super fun :'D I love the little bits in re6 where they interact bc they get on each other's nerves in all the right ways!
when it comes to metaltango, they're pretty much all close to my heart lol but can't help but follow in spite of going insane is something i regularly think back to and am still happy with how it turned out. same with the Krauser's back series, and question all my doubts, especially.
never too much to ask for (Piers/Leon) - this one is so very very important to me because LEON LEARNS TO BE LOVED. he learns to not only accept comfort but actually ASK FOR IT and it makes me emotional just to think about it šŸ„ŗ
gonna show you tonight (Piers/Leon) - this one just makes me very happy.
and then there are the Piers/Leon ones where I've inserted Piers into a game/movie he isn't in, and honestly, those are ALL something I've had fun with and love the results! there's re2 with Piers, re4 with Piers, Damnation with Piers, and a combo of re4/Vendetta/og stuff with Piers! also the other re2 with Piers but that one only has one chapter for now so :'D
heal the scars and change the stars (Piers/Leon) - this one was based on a dream I had and I can still remember the exact vibe of the dream, and the way it haunted me afterwards, and I'm honestly really happy with the fic too. I have a thing for breaking up and getting back together it seems :'D
you're a dream (Piers/Leon) - this is something I've always always wanted to write, because soulmate aus are interesting but I've always gravitated towards imperfect soulmate systems, where it takes real effort to find them, and it's not so clear cut. and I honestly love how this turned out.
at the shore of the unknown (Piers/Leon) - another thing i always wanted to do was a soft apocalypse. this was supposed to be the first fic of a series, and the series is probably not happening, but i'm still content with the mood of this fic as is :3 i love these... slow empty worlds.
before I even knew your name (Piers/Leon) - THIS! this was SO MUCH FUN i don't know if I've ever had as much fun writing a fic :'D idk it was such a joy.
i crave therefore i am (Piers/Leon) - this fic however fought me every single step of the way, i wrote it like three times, and hated half of the process lmao, but i do love how it turned out. and the first scene is one of my all time favorite scenes i've ever written in my life.
to feel again (fwb!Chris/Leon at first, Piers/Leon eventually) - this was supposed to be a quick little oneshot but in the end it spiraled into something longer, and I do love it. like. the whole point of the Chris/Leon bit was that neither of them is the bad guy or wrong but they just weren't right for each other at that point in time, and then I enjoyed letting Leon build trust and a new relationship with Piers slowly at his own pace. 10/10 would write again :'D
last chance garage (ot3) - this one was very emotional to write and also got SO out of hand bc it was supposed to be like 1k max and in the end I wrote 8k lol. but it's my favorite ot3 fic.
winter lovin' (there's snow one like you) (Piers/Leon) - this one is super special to me because it happens in Finland :D they're vacationing on my home turf lol. but also because they're so in love, and they get to have fun and be together and. idk. the whole fic makes me all "šŸ„ŗšŸ’–" like i literally turn into a physical embodiment of those two emojis. i love the fic.
stay until the end of life (Piers/Leon) - this one was also very emotional to write and I wanted to put them through a lot, and show how they really are in it for better and for worse. i wanted to show the struggles too, like... they love each other. they wanna be there for each other. but it's not always that easy. and I do think it worked out great.
three words to last forever (Piers/Leon) - I'm gonna end this way too long list with this because it's the first (and so far only) time I wrote a "choose your own ending" story and it was so much fun! I wish I could do a bigger story where you get to make multiple choices, but that would require some serious brainstorming lol. anyhow, I'm happy I got to do this! and happy with it turned out! especially the saddest ending :'D
now I'll shut up with my deepest apologies lmao.
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javierpena-inatacvest Ā· 9 months ago
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Chapter 20 pt. 2- I Do
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Summary: It's wedding time, baby.
Word Count: 17.4K (.....I'm so sorry)
Warnings: SMUT (18+) unprotected p in v sex, vaginal fingering, praise kink, marriage kink, big, fat, nasty, unspeakable breeding kink (holy SHIT you guys, I really went balls to the wall on this one, I fear), kind of semi-public sex (you already know these horndogs are going at it again), More getting caught (Steve is causing his own problems at this point), wedding things!!, family dynamics, mentions of death/grief, lots of emotions, alcohol/drinking, so many feelings (grab the tissues, friends), Javi being adorable with kids, Javi being so in LOVE it HURTS?!? So much joy and happiness because Javi deserves the world and more
A/N: HELLO. Part 2 is finally finished *insert Spongebob narrator voice* 4 years later šŸ«  Omg y'all, thank you SO much for bearing with me as I finish this, it has been a labor of love like no other, but I am so excited to finally share our favorite couple's special day and finally GET THESE TWO MARRIED šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ I would very much be lying if I said I didn't cry multiple times writing this chapter šŸ„ŗ I can't believe these two are actually getting married- words can't express how thankful I am for everyone who's wanted to stick around and read my silly little story to see these two make it to their wedding day- your support and kind words mean more to me than you will ever know šŸ’› Poorly beta'd bc I'm the worst, also, I've seen that sometimes people have issues reblogging things with comments that are this long (my apologies), but comments and reblogs make me wanna cry and throw up with joy, so it means a lot to me if you're able to leave a comment if it won't let you reblog with one!!!
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Never had you been so anxious to walk in a straight line.Ā 
Because truth be told, that was all you needed to do to walk down the aisle- walk in a straight line.Ā 
But when that straight line meant the walk to finally get to marry your future husband, to take his last name, to start the beginning of your forever together, not to mention kissing him in front of all your closest family and friends, you couldnā€™t help but feel the butterflies in your stomach swirling in anticipation as you waited for your ceremony to start.Ā 
ā€œYou okay, Hermosa?ā€ Javi asked, his thumb gently stroking your hand that he had been holding since the moment he saw you, almost as if he was refusing to let go. You looked up at him, big brown puppy dog eyes staring down at you with a goofy grin that hadnā€™t left his face, the sight of his handsome, broad frame easing your racing heart enough to help you remember that when you walked down that aisle in a few short minutes, he was the only thing that mattered.Ā 
ā€œIā€™m perfect.ā€ You smiled, pressing up on your toes just enough to peck his lips quickly before someone in the wedding party needed to barrate you both again about saving your kissing until after you were finally married. ā€œI donā€™t think Iā€™ve ever had this many people staring all at me at once. Knowing my luck, Iā€™m gonna trip and fall over this dress before I can even make it to you. Or better yet, with my dumbass decision to have David and Charlie walk me down the aisle, Iā€™ll be lucky if they donā€™t push me to the ground first.ā€Ā 
ā€œWell, even if you did fall, you would still be the most beautiful woman on the face of this Earth. My clumsy, grass-stained wife.ā€ Javi snickered, giving you a little nudge as you rolled your eyes, giving him a playful shove back.Ā 
ā€œPendejo. You have both of our vows books, right? You promise you havenā€™t peeked?ā€Ā 
ā€œYup, both right here in my pocket.ā€ Javi smiled, patting his tux by his chest. ā€œPromise I havenā€™t read it. Although for my sake I probably should have, because if I canā€™t even make it through seeing you in your dress, then these vows are gonna make me a fuckinā€™ goner.ā€Ā 
ā€œBold of you to assume I had nice things to say about you in there.ā€ You teased, raising your eyebrow as you smirked at him, making Javi shake his head as he laughed.Ā 
ā€œAlright everyone, itā€™s 3:00, itā€™s time to get this show on the road! Make sure youā€™re in order like we practiced, that you take your time walking down to the music, girls, please do not throw petals at each other, and make sure you all- Javi, where are you? Youā€™re supposed to be at the front of this line, sir.ā€ Connie sassed, proving to you that she really was the perfect person for the task of making sure that things ran smoothly today, bossing the group around like the captain of a well organized ship.Ā 
ā€œSorry, Iā€™m coming,ā€ Javi replied sheepishly. ā€œI love you, Osita.ā€ Sliding the hand that was entangled with yours around your waist, Javi pulled you in for a kiss, much more obviously than he probably should have, considering the shit the two of you were about to get being literal minutes away from getting married.Ā 
ā€œJavier! Get you A-S-S up here! Kiss her all you want once you say I do!ā€ Connie shouted, rolling her eyes at the two of you, Javi pulling away in defense with his hands raised, trying to prove his innocence.Ā 
ā€œOh, I know what that one spells, Mrs. Murphy! That one spells-ā€Ā 
ā€œJavi? Please?ā€ Connie asked again, quickly trying her best to cut off your niece, Olivia, before she could finish the rest of her thought in front of everyone else, making the group giggle at her matter of factness.Ā 
ā€œOkay, okay, Iā€™m here!ā€ Javi pleaded, making his way to the front of the procession, taking his place next to his dad as Connie did one more check through of everyoneā€™s spot in line before giving the music an all clear to start playing.Ā 
As you stood at the end of the line, you peeked up to see Javi turned around staring back at you with that same stupid smile on his face, completely enamored and awestruck by you, already convincing you that you were going to turn into a puddle before you could even make it down the aisle.Ā 
But as you went to re-adjust your bouquet in your grasp, you quickly realized there were not one, but two things missing from your procession line, now about to start walking down the aisle.Ā 
Your brothers.Ā 
Despite having seen them only seconds ago, as you quickly whipped your head around, they were now nowhere to be found.Ā 
ā€œCharlie? David? Where the fuck did you go?ā€ You whisper shouted, frantically looking around for any sight of them.
Suddenly, you heard a rustling from one of the bushes around the corner from where you had been lined up and waiting, followed by the all too familiar voices of your brothers up to no good.Ā 
ā€œJust finish it you dingus, I already drank the first half!ā€Ā 
ā€œWhy the fuck did we leave this out here? Itā€™s fucking warm. You got the better half, thatā€™s not fair!ā€Ā 
ā€œIt was warm when I drank it too, dumbwad. Just finish it, we gotta fucking go, hurry up!ā€Ā 
As you peered behind the bush, you saw your brothers wiping their mouth with the back of their hands as the tossed a can of Miller Lite to the ground, freezing in fear as they saw your menacing and disappointed glare staring back at them.Ā 
ā€œWhat the fuck do you two think youā€™re doing?!ā€Ā 
ā€œIt was Davidā€™s idea!ā€ Charlie responded, pointing at his brother.Ā 
ā€œCharlie didnā€™t say no!ā€ David responded back, now pointing at him. ā€œYou didnā€™t expect us to get through this sober, did you? Youā€™re the one who asked us to marry you, so I donā€™t know what to tell ya, Cubby. Plus, we wanted to pour one out for Patrick since heā€™s the luckiest bastard out of all of us and doesnā€™t have to worry about fucking up marrying his little sister.ā€Ā 
ā€œGod, you two are idiots. Well that thing you agreed to do is happening as we speak so can we go do that, please?ā€ You sighed, trying your best not to laugh at your brotherā€™s antics, knowing that you really should have expected nothing less from the pair after you and Javi had asked them to officiate your wedding, considering neither of you had wanted anything religious, and wanted someone who knew you to be the ones to do it.Ā 
ā€œOkay, okay!ā€ They replied, one rushing to each side of you and hooking their arm around yours as you made your way back to your spot at the end of the processional line that had now begun to move forward.Ā 
ā€œWhere were you 3 dumbbells? The ceremony is starting!ā€ Your dad gruffed, trying his best to restrain from slapping each of you upside the head.Ā 
ā€œCubby wanted a beer.ā€ David replied, shrugging his shoulders, keeping his head facing forward, trying his best not to laugh.Ā 
ā€œHoney, seriously?!ā€ Your mom scolded, looking at you with disgust.Ā 
ā€œI did not! I was trying to find these two idiots!ā€ You groaned, eying your brothers as they shook you back and forth between them in their grasp. ā€œI hate you both, I hope you know that.ā€Ā 
ā€œWe love you too, Cubby.ā€ Charlie smirked, knowing that for as much as you said it, there wasnā€™t a bone in your body that could hate your brothers. For as dumb and annoying as they were, there would never be another moment you would take for granted with them, knowing all too well that life was much too short to do anything but cherish your time together, wishing you had more time to spend with the brother who couldnā€™t be here with you today.Ā 
Before you could respond, your thought was interrupted by the voice of the DJ through the speakers set up outside, your heart steadily beginning to pound at the reality that everything you had been waiting for was all about to become real.Ā 
ā€œAlright, ladies and gentlemen if you could please find your seats, weā€™re about to get started with our ceremony! Thank you so much, folks!ā€ As his voice echoed through the speakers, a hush began to fall over the crowd of your friends and family that had gathered here, now anxiously alongside you for the ceremony to begin.Ā 
A few seconds passed before you could hear the music beginning to play, the familiar melody of ā€œEverywhereā€ by Fleetwood Mac ringing through the speakers- an easily unanimous pick for a song to walk down the aisle to for you and Javi, remembering the first night you had spent together in your apartment, making midnight mac nā€™ cheese and already falling head over heels in love with each other.Ā 
As the beat began to pick up, your heart started to race, peaking over the backs of everyoneā€™s heads to watch all 5 of your flower girls begin to skip down the aisle, throwing petals every which way around them as they moved.
You couldnā€™t help but laugh as all their little personalities shone through as they made their way to the altar- Olivia Murphy, being the oldest, most definitely was taking her role the most seriously, holding her baby sister in one hand and carefully sprinkling flowers evenly in front of her. Your niece, Olivia, was second in line to live up to her role, although, being the little ham she was, threw in the occasional twirl in the middle of the aisle to get people to look at her, along with her little waves to the crowd. The rest of the girls, Brianna, Abby and Madison, well, you were just happy that they made it down the aisle, thankful that their older sisters were at least on the lookout enough to keep them from running through the rows of your guests or dumping the entire bucket of flowers on themselves (you had learned your lesson from your rehearsal dinner that Brianna needed about half as less flowers as the others).
Your face lit up watching the girls, your heart filling with joy with the ā€œawhsā€ and laughter from the crowd at their theatrics as they met at the altar with an impressively semi-rehearsed curtsy, followed by promptly running out of the spotlight and over to Connie who was waiting for them.Ā 
Now that the flower girls had finished making their way down, the processional line began to shift forward once again, this time, leaving Javi and his dad to walk down together, Javi insisting that even though his mom would have been the one to walk him down if she was here, that wanted Chucho to be there in her place instead.Ā 
ā€œReady, Mijo?ā€ Chucho grinned, giving Javi a little nudge. ā€œAm I going to have to keep you from sprinting down the aisle, or do you think you can manage walking?ā€Ā 
As the pair began walking down to the melodic beat of the song, Javi couldnā€™t help but laugh at his dadā€™s comment, because as much as he wanted to tease him right back, he knew damn well he was so excited that he would have run to the altar if it meant he got to marry you even a minute quicker.Ā 
ā€œJavier?ā€ Chucho asked, looking up at his son with tears in his eyes as the pair moved down the parted pathway between the crowd of guests.Ā 
ā€œYeah, Pops?ā€Ā 
ā€œEstoy orgulloso de ti, mijo. Tu mama y yo. (I am so proud of you, son. Me and your mother.) We are so happy that you have found your media naranja (other half). Nosotros te amamos. (We love you so much.)ā€Ā 
As Javi and Chucho reached the end of the aisle, Javi wrapped his arms around his dad, pulling him close as Chucho patted him on the back, pulling away to look at his son, tears now in both of their eyes, thinking about how far they had come to end up where they were in this very moment, thanking whatever greater power that had finally brought them and Lucia the peace they all desperately deserved.Ā 
Javier Pena knew he was worthy of the love and happiness that his parents had longed for. He had finally proved to himself and his parents he really was the good man that he had hoped to be.Ā 
ā€œI love you, Pops. Thank you for everything.ā€ Javi whispered to his dad, trying to fight back any more tears from falling down his cheeks.Ā 
ā€œTe amo mucho, Javier. (I love you so much, Javier). Thank you for finally realizing that who you are is enough. Now, stop crying over your old man and save some tears for your wife.ā€ Chucho laughed quietly, giving his son another pat on the back with a soft smile wrinkling his cheeks.Ā 
ā€œYeah, I donā€™t think youā€™re gonna have to worry about that.ā€ Javi chuckled, shaking his head at the tearful mess he already was, giving his father one last hug before Chucho took his seat next to Connie and the flower girls at the front of the crowd.Ā 
Steve was the next to make his way to the altar, Javi laughing at his friendā€™s goofy strut to greet him at the end of the aisle. Steve held out his hand to shake Javiā€™s before quickly pulling Javi in for another hug with pats to the back much harder than his fathers.Ā 
ā€œListen, man. I ainā€™t good at this sentimental shit, but uh- Iā€™m really fuckinā€™ happy for you, Javi. I know I give you shit, but youā€™re one of the good ones. Sheā€™s a lucky girl. And I hope you know youā€™re sure as hell one lucky son of a bitch. Love you, man.ā€Ā 
ā€œLove you too, Murph. Believe me, I know.ā€ Javi grinned, giving Steve a slap on his shoulder laughing to himself as his friend sat down next to his wife and the girls, never imagining himself standing at the altar, happily waiting to get married while his former partner cheered him on, surrounded by his gaggle of giggly daughters.Ā 
Feeling worlds away from Javi, your heart began to beat faster and faster, realizing that you were now only one pair away from making your trek down the aisle as your mom and dad walked down next, arm in arm.Ā 
In classic mom fashion, your mother squeezed Javi so hard as she greeted him, that you were convinced that she was going to pop an eyeball out one of his sockets, thankful that your dad was there to reel her in enough to keep from suffocating him in her hug.Ā 
ā€œJavi. We love you so much. Thank you for making our daughter so happy. Weā€™re so grateful she found you.ā€Ā 
ā€œThank you. I love you both, too. Believe me, Iā€™m just as grateful that she found me. Thanks for making me feel like a part of your family.ā€ Javi replied to your mom, catching his breath through his smile after the death grip your mom had wrapped him in before looking over at your dad, extending his hand to meet his already outstretched one.Ā 
ā€œJav, youā€™re a good man. Iā€™m a guy of few words, but we couldnā€™t be happier for you both. Take care of her, okay?ā€Ā 
ā€œI will. I promise.ā€Ā 
With a silent handshake and a nod, Javi and your dad had said all theyā€™d needed to know that they couldnā€™t be more thankful for the love and support the other had brought you in the times that you had needed it most.Ā 
As your parents made their way to their seats, standing at the opposite end of the aisle with your brothers at your side, the realization really hit you- You were the last one that needed to meet Javi.Ā 
ā€œYou ready, Cubby?ā€ Charlie asked, giving you a grin as he smiled down at you, interlocking your arm with his as David did the same on the other side.Ā 
ā€œYeah, Iā€™m ready. Hey, uh- I just, I just wanted to say, I-I love you guys.ā€Ā 
ā€œGross.ā€ David teased, scrunching his face in disgust, pretending to barf over his shoulder as you and Charlie laughed, shaking your head at your brother. ā€œWe love you too, dude.ā€Ā 
With one final giggle and deep breath, you took your first step into view where everyone could see you, watching the guests rise to their feet in anticipation of your arrival, awestruck stares and smiles filling the crowd as you began to walk.Ā 
Even though you had seen each other minutes ago, as you started to make your way down the aisle, smiling at Javi, the two of you couldnā€™t help but break into tears once again, laughing through your sobs that Javi broke before you did, trying to wipe his wet cheeks with the back of his hand while he watched you walk towards him.Ā 
And even though every pair of eyes were on you, the only eyes you needed to see were Javiā€™s- The sweet, soft brown eyes that you had fallen so deeply in love with from the moment you had locked eyes with them all that time ago. They were the eyes of the first person who had ever truly seen you for who you were, inside and out, and you couldnā€™t be more thankful that when you looked at him, you saw your forever. When you looked at Javier Pena, you knew you were home.Ā 
It almost felt as if time was standing still, that even in a crowd full of people, no one else existed besides the two of you. No one else mattered, and nothing else mattered- the only thing that mattered for you was Javi waiting for you at the end of the aisle, and you? You were going to finally be his wife.Ā 
ā€œYou two are so in love, itā€™s fucking sick.ā€ David whispered in your ear, helping to ease your tears as you burst into more laughter, rolling your eyes at your brother.Ā 
ā€œOh shut up, asshole.ā€Ā 
As you, David and Charlie finally made your way to Javi, waiting for you in a mess of happy smiles and loving tears, you had to use everything in you to keep from jumping onto him like a koala and kiss him all over his stupidly handsome face, resorting to reaching out to grab his hand instead, interlocking it with yours and giving it the tightest squeeze you could.Ā 
ā€œHey, Mr. PeƱa. Long time, no see.ā€ You whispered into Javiā€™s ear, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before took his other hand in yours, the two of you facing each other in front of your friends and family as David and Charlie took their place behind you, pulling out their notes that they had prepared, clearing their throats as they began to address the crowd.Ā 
ā€œAlright everyone, I uh- I guess weā€™re gettinā€™ this show on the road.ā€ Speaking out into the crowd, Charlie began to flip to the right page of his script that you were relieved to see he had written out, your guests beginning to silence and bringing their attention to you and Javi.Ā 
ā€œHi everyone, for those of you who donā€™t know us, we are the brideā€™s brothers, and we have the honor of our sister and our new brother-in-law being stupid enough to let us be in charge of marrying them today. Not to worry, 20 dollars and one course on the internet later, David and I are both legally ordained, so not to fear you two, this will all be legit, and hopefully not too embarrassing.ā€ Charlie laughed, also eliciting giggles and eye rolls from you and Javi, as well as the crowd.Ā 
ā€œWell, we are gathered here today, because these two idiots have fallen so head over heels for each other, it's almost sickening. Weā€™ve had the privilege of knowing our sister for the entirety of our lives. When we found out as kids that our mom was having another baby, and that it was going to be a girl, my brothers and I were disappointed, to say the least. We didnā€™t want a sister to ruin the bond that we had, and honestly, for a long time while my mom was pregnant, we went through a long baby boycott, and were convinced if we protested long enough, and hard enough, she would eventually turn into a boy, and everything would be fine.ā€ David grimaced, shrugging his shoulders at you as you nodded in agreement, having heard this story from your brothers and parents plenty of times before.Ā 
ā€œAnd while at first, we werenā€™t really sure what to do with a sister, considering we didnā€™t even realize it was an option to pee sitting down until she came around,ā€ Charlie snickered, making the crowd laugh again, aside from your mom, who was rolling her eyes so hard, they probably had made it to the back of her head, ā€œOur sister ended up being one of the best things that could have ever happened to us.ā€Ā 
Breaking your eye contact with Javi, you paused to look over at your brother, a genuine smile on his face, raising his eyebrows and shrugging as if to say Iā€™m just as surprised that Iā€™m saying this out loud as you.Ā 
ā€œGrowing up with our sister has taught us a lot of things- Donā€™t challenge her to anything you donā€™t wanna lose at, because sheā€™ll find a way to beat you, and thoroughly kick your ass while she does it, sheā€™s got more brain cells that myself, Charlie, and our late brother Patrick did put together, sheā€™s tougher than most guys I know, and sheā€™s one of the biggest hearted people Iā€™ve ever met.ā€ Looking back at Javi, you could see his face beaming with joy, giving your hand a squeeze, agreeing with everything your brothers had to say, and how all of those traits had made him fall so madly in love with you.Ā 
ā€œSo, like brothers do, we never assumed that there would never be anyone good enough, let alone even cool enough for our badass sister. And also like brothers do, we let her go through her fair share of duds and gave her shit, but when this guy came around,ā€ Charlie smiled, pointing at Javi, ā€œwe knew that he was something special.ā€Ā 
ā€œJavi,ā€ David joined in pointing, giving him a playful smirk, ā€œDonā€™t think you were getting out of this so easy. When we first heard that our sister had made her way down to the middle of nowhere Texas and had started seeing you, our first reaction was instant disapproval, because if you lived in south Texas, you probably knew jackshit about hockey, and that was a no go for us.ā€Ā 
ā€œBut,ā€ Charlie interjected, ā€œAfter talking to our sister more on the phone, not only was she starting to turn into the happy, energetic self we hadnā€™t seen in so long, we also learned after talking to her that you not only had been willing to watch hockey with her, but had began to openly express your disdain for the Detroit Red Wings, which made us change our opinions on you very quickly.ā€Ā 
You and Javi looked at your brothers, rolling your eyes in laughter as they shrugged at you, the roar of cackles from the crowd making you grin, feeling the love from your brothers, friends and family swell in your chest, holding Javiā€™s hands even tighter, gazing up at him with an awestruck smile.Ā 
ā€œNo in all seriousness, Jav. We couldnā€™t be happier that you not only have become a part of our sisterā€™s life, but our familyā€™s life, too. For those of you who donā€™t know, we um- we, uh-,ā€ David gulped, taking a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears welling in his eyes, ā€œour other brother, Patrick, um, passed away last year, and it uh, it was really hard on all of us, especially our sister. Javi, man, I donā€™t think youā€™ll ever understand how thankful we are that you love our sister so unconditionally. Better yet, that you love our family of idiots so unconditionally, because truth be told, we are not an easy bunch to love. While obviously, you canā€™t ever replace Patrick, I just, I hope you know that weā€™re so glad to have you as a brother, and that Patrick really would have loved you, man. He would be so happy that youā€™re the one our sister gets to spend the rest of her life with.ā€Ā 
For what felt like the 117th time today, you found yourself in absolute tears, feeling the wetness streaming down your cheeks as you looked down at the #2 patch sewn on the bottom corner of your veil in a beautiful mixture of sadness and joy before looking up to see not a dry eye in front of you, both your brothers and Javi misty eyed and sniffling. Breaking his grasp from yours, Javi stepped towards your brothers, wrapping his arms around both of them to pull them into a long, tight hug, Charlie and David reciprocating as their arms patted his back.Ā 
ā€œThank you guys.ā€ Javi whispered, choking back his tears as he pulled away to look at your brothers, all of you wiping your wet faces with your hands to try and compose yourselves to carry on with the ceremony.Ā 
ā€œDamn, okay, well, sorry about that, folks, was not expecting that.ā€ Charlie and David laughed, trying to shake off their unusually sappy sentiment, looking out at the crowd to see not a dry eye in the house. ā€œWell um, well thatā€™s enough of us yapping at you guys, why donā€™t we turn it over to the people youā€™re actually here for, and then you can cry even more because these two idiots decided to write their own vows, so good luck.ā€Ā 
Staring up at Javi, you could feel your heart begin to race wildly, your hands nearly trembling as you reached out towards Javi to take the little notebook where you had written down your vows, feeling a little more at ease as you saw that Javiā€™s hands were just as shaky as yours, the two of you overflowing with anxious anticipation.Ā 
It had been no question to either of you that you had wanted to write your own vows to one another. While it seemed to be that everyone else you knew had seemed to avoid writing their own vows because they werenā€™t sure what to say, or that it was too hard to think of things, you and Javi seemed to find yourselves having the opposite problem, feeling like there was too much to fit in a few short minutes, and that your vows were going to end up being the length of a college lecture.Ā 
There had been a part of you that had worried you would be nervous to read what you had to say to Javi in front of all your friends and family, but as you stood there, smiling up at his beautiful, handsome face, you couldnā€™t be more excited to share all of the things you had written to tell your husband just how much you loved him.Ā Ā 
But as the two of you stood face to face, your vows in each of your hands, your stomach dropped in shock, realizing that neither of you was making the first move to start talking. Because for all the planning and preparing that you had done for everything else, the both of you had completely forgotten to pick who was going to read their vows first.Ā 
ā€œWe never picked who was gonna go first.ā€ You whispered to Javi, your voice filling with nerves every second you stood in front of your guests, neither one of you saying anything.Ā 
ā€œOh fuck, youā€™re right. What do you wanna do? Do you wanna go? Do you want me to go?ā€ Javi asked, his face mirroring yours in surprise, now frantically looking back and forth between you, his vows, and all of your guests.Ā 
You werenā€™t sure if it was the teacher in you, or the fact that you were so flustered that you couldnā€™t think of anything else, but before you knew it, you were tucking your vows under your arm, holding one hand out in front of you flat and the other in a fist, signifying to Javi that your best solution to your current predicament was playing rock, paper, scissors.Ā 
ā€œBest 2 out of 3?ā€ You shrugged, grimacing at Javi as you tried not to burst into laughter, Javi shaking his head and snickering, raising an eyebrow at you.Ā 
ā€œYouā€™re ridiculous, I hope you know that. Do you wanna go after ā€˜rockā€™ or say ā€˜shootā€™, then go?ā€ Javi asked, loud enough for your guests to catch on to what was happening, giggles and laughter coming from the crowd.Ā 
ā€œWhat kind of psychopath doesnā€™t say ā€˜shootā€™ first? Javier PeƱa, are you telling me that we need to call off this wedding right now because you donā€™t say ā€˜shootā€™ before playing rock, paper, scissors? Because I will.ā€Ā 
Everyone around you was now in full blown hysterics, including Javi, giving you the sassiest look he could muster through his laughter, holding his hands out to mirror yours.Ā 
ā€œSo ā€˜for better or for worseā€™ doesnā€™t apply to rock, paper, scissors, apparently?ā€ He teased, smirking at you with a subtle wink as he bit down on his lip.Ā 
ā€œNot if youā€™re gonna play like that it wonā€™t.ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œPendejo.ā€Ā 
ā€œYou love me.ā€Ā 
ā€œI really fucking do.ā€Ā 
Giggling as you gestured at your outstretched fist, you began to countdown from your ā€œrock, paper, scissors, adding an extra emphasis on ā€˜shootā€™ as you held out rock and Javi held out scissors. With another laugh, the two of you started again, this time, you with paper and Javi with rock, smirking as you crossed your arms over your chest at Javi, the rest of your guests laughing right along with you.Ā 
ā€œWinner, winner, chicken dinner, Javier PeƱa. Youā€™re stuck going second.ā€Ā 
ā€œGo for it, you dork.ā€Ā 
As the laughter from the crowd settled, you opened your vows book, taking a deep breath as you stared up at Javi, who, despite your silliness, still had tears beginning to well in his puppy dog brown eyes before you could even say your first word. You took one last gulp of confidence, wondering how in the world you were supposed to make it through even a sentence through your speech without falling apart.Ā 
ā€œI never used to believe in fate. People would always tell me that ā€˜some things are just meant to be!ā€™ or ā€˜it was just fate it happened like that!ā€™ and no matter how hard I tried to believe, fate just never made sense to me. Well, that was until about a year ago, when fate decided to bump right into me when I least expected it.ā€ You could feel your voice already beginning to shake, huffing in a quick sniffle before continuing on.Ā 
ā€œAs fate may have it, I quite literally bumped into you when you were forced to come give a presentation to a group of rowdy 8 and 9 year olds. Thank god fate also was on my side that day- that I actually looked halfway presentable and wasnā€™t covered in spilled chocolate milk, glue, or the snot of whatever kid had sneezed a little too close to me that morning.ā€ That one had the better part of the crowd letting out a laugh alongside Javi, easing your stress and tension about your speech while you carried on, reading the notes jotted in your booklet.Ā 
ā€œWhen I first came to Laredo, I wasnā€™t really quite sure what I was looking for. After my brother died and decided I needed to be as far away from Chicago as possible, there wasnā€™t ever really a doubt in my mind that here was the only place I really wanted to be. I spent the better half of my middle school and high school vacations here, visiting my best friend who had moved away. To me, Laredo was always a place that brought me such peace and comfort. Iā€™m not really sure why, but there was always something about being here for those few weeks every year that made it feel like home, even when home was halfway across the country. But what I didnā€™t realize, was that in my attempt to find a new home for myself, I began to learn that home wasnā€™t a physical location, or a place you could travel to. After meeting you, Javier PeƱa, I found out that home was wherever I was with you.ā€Ā 
Taking a shaky breath, you looked up from your vows to see sweet Javi, covering his mouth, as if he was trying to trap his tears to keep from completely breaking down at your words, his reaction only making you cry harder, trying your best to re-compose yourself before speaking again.Ā 
ā€œI spent so long wondering if I would ever find someone who would ever make me feel the way that you do- to love me for all of my flaws, to make me feel important, and even laugh at all of my stupid jokes that probably donā€™t deserve to be laughed at, but you love me enough to do it anyways. Now thatā€™s true love.ā€ You smirked, raising your eyebrow at Javi, making the two of you snicker between your tears. ā€œYou make me feel like the only person in the world whenever Iā€™m with you. The only person who knows me better than I know myself. You are truly one of the most thoughtful and caring people that I have ever met. And while I could list off a million adjectives to describe all of the reasons I fell in love with you- smart, brave, determined, handsome- just to name a few, out of all of those reasons, the one that made me fall for you the most was your big heart. And while I know youā€™ll never believe me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to get you to see the same amazing man I fall more and more in love with every single day.ā€
At this point, there was not a dry eye in the crowd, watching how emotional you and Javi were as you tried to choke your way through the rest of your vows.Ā 
ā€œI will never know what I did to deserve you in my life, but promise that I will spend the rest of it letting you know how forever thankful I will always be that out of all the people in the world you could have chosen to bump into, that it was me. I am so excited that the rest of my life, all of the moments, big, small, and everything in between, will all be moments spent with you. That every moment will be spent with my best friend. I never would have thought that a little bit of fate would have become my forever, but Iā€™ll always be so grateful that it is. I love you so much, Javier PeƱa. Thanks for being the reason I finally believe in fate.ā€Ā 
Wiping away the wetness streaming down your cheeks, you could barely even look at Javi, who was an absolute blubbering mess, laughing through your tears almost to keep you from completely melting into a puddle.Ā 
Reaching out to grab him, you took Javiā€™s hand in yours, squeezing it reassuringly as you took your other hand up to wipe the tears streaming down his cheeks, the both of you smiling as you looked into each other's eyes.
ā€œAnd thatā€™s why I wanted to go first. Good luck.ā€ You chuckled, making Javi shake his head as he laughed along with you, taking another deep breath before flipping open his own vows, wondering how in the world he was ever going to make it through speaking, considering how easily he had fallen apart just listening to you.Ā 
ā€œJesus Christ, well I donā€™t know how Iā€™m really supposed to follow that.ā€ Javi sighed, the crowd giggling at his remark as he opened up to his first page, staring at his words for a moment before looking back up at you, his deep, chocolate, puppy dog eyes melting you just as quickly as the first time that you locked eyes with him.Ā 
ā€œIā€™ve uh- Iā€™ve never really been great speeches. When I sat down to write this, I wasnā€™t really sure where to start. I had no idea how I was supposed to fit all of the things that I wanted to say into all of this.ā€ Javi huffed with a little shrug, gesturing to his notebook.Ā 
ā€œSo I um- I figured if thereā€™s anywhere I should start, it should probably be at the beginning. My mom was an elementary school teacher, so growing up, I spent a lot of time at Alma Pierce Elementary School. I swear, I knew that place like the back of my hand. But um, after my mom got sick and passed away, I really never thought Iā€™d ever have a reason to back. Until one day last year, I was told to pack up my stuff to go give a presentation at a local elementary school, which turned out to be none other than Alma Pierce. My mom always used to say ā€œLa vida es graciosa, no lo crees?ā€ (Life is funny, isnā€™t it?), and I never quite understood why. But as I walked back into the place where I had spent so much of my life just out of chance, I swear I could hear her laughing at me, saying ā€œTe lo dije.ā€ (I told you so).ā€Ā 
You could hear everyone who had had the privilege of knowing Lucia letting out a soft laugh, thinking of all of the times they must have heard her say that all too familiar phrase throughout their time knowing her.Ā 
ā€œI had gotten to a point in my life that I had kind of just accepted that maybe this kind of life wasnā€™t in the cards for me. I wasnā€™t gonna get married or have a family, and as much as it hurt, I had learned to be okay with it. The last thing I would have thought would have happened to me after leaving the presentation I had to give that day was that I was already head over heels in love with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life, but la vida es graciosa, no le crees?ā€Ā 
Giving you a little smirk, Javi could help but let a smile slowly spread between his cheeks as he looked at you, gazing up at him in complete and utter adoration, your goofy grin mirroring his.Ā 
ā€œNever in a million years would I have thought that I would have been standing here today, getting married to you. If you would have told me that I got to marry the most beautiful, amazing, kind, and stubbornly independent woman on the face of this earth, I would have laughed in your face. I honestly still feel like I need to pinch myself to prove that this is even real. But I guess that even if this is all a dream, I donā€™t ever want to wake up. Being loved by you has changed me in a way that I will never be able to thank you enough for. Being loved by you has made me a better man than I ever believed that I could be. A better man than I ever thought I deserved to be. A man who has learned to love and believe in love in ways I didnā€™t think I was capable of. I will never be able to thank you enough for letting me into your life and loving me for who I am, and for wanting to spend the rest of it with me.ā€Ā 
Now, it was your turn to morph into an inconsolable mess, reaching out to grab Javiā€™s hand again, silently reassuring him that you were equally as grateful for the fact that Javi had let you into his life, too.Ā 
ā€œAnd no matter how tough, or challenging, or funny life gets, I know it can never really be that bad, because Iā€™ll always have you by my side through it all. I think my mamĆ” would be so proud to know I finally understand what she was trying to say all those years about life being so funny. Because it seems like life has a funny way of giving you everything youā€™ve ever wanted. Te amo, Osita. Gracias por ser mi todo. (I love you, Osita. Thank you for being my everything).ā€Ā 
Without even thinking, you threw your arms around Javiā€™s shoulders wrapping him in a long, tight hug, sobbing into his jacket in a fit of happy tears, Javi hugging you right back, squeezing around your waist, gently cradling the back of your head in the warmth of your embrace.Ā 
ā€œWell shitā€¦ Alright, well Iā€™m not sure if you guys are allowed to do that, but after those vows, I think we can let it slide.ā€ David joked, trying to quickly wipe his eyes, nudging Charlie to do the same to try and pull themselves together to make sure they could finish out the rest of the ceremony.Ā 
ā€œFuck, sorry.ā€ Javi whispered, reluctantly pulling away from you, everyone in the crowd following your brothersā€™ suite, smiling as they brushed away the wetness welling in their own eyes from listening to your vows.Ā 
ā€œWell, Iā€™d ask if anyone needs to object before we continue, but I think itā€™s pretty darn clear that these two idiots love each other more than life itself, so Iā€™m just gonna skip that part.ā€ Charlie joked, making you and Javi smirk in agreement. ā€œAlright Miss Olivia, itā€™s your time to shine, do you have the rings?ā€ He asked, your nieceā€™s face lighting up in excitement as she nodded her head frantically, shooting up out of her seat to dash towards the two of you, carefully holding the ring box like a newborn baby bird in her hands.Ā 
Daintily, she passed the box off to her dad before scampering over to both you and Javi, wrapping her arms around your waists to pull you close in a hug, smiling up at each of you with her toothy, goofy grin.Ā 
ā€œI love you Auntie Bear and Uncle Javi.ā€ Olivia beamed, giggling in pure bliss and joy before skipping back to her seat among the guests, the both of your hearts bursting at the seams with the chores of ā€œawhhhhsā€ coming from the crowd for your adorable niece.Ā 
ā€œSomeoneā€™s trying to get an extra slice of cake tonight huh, Miss Olivia?ā€ David teased, your guests erupting with laughter at her not so innocent shrug to her Uncleā€™s question, knowing damn well she was just as much of a ham as you. ā€œI trusted the six year old to carry these, can I trust you two not to drop them, or do you need to cry some more first?ā€Ā 
ā€œOh shut up, David.ā€ You sighed, rolling your eyes at your brother as you and Javi each took the rings to give one another, carefully holding the shiny gold bands in your hands, counting down the moments until you finally got to say ā€œI doā€.Ā 
ā€œAlright, ladies first, so I guess that means you, Cubby. You ready?ā€Ā 
ā€œI donā€™t think Iā€™ve ever been more ready for anything, you dingus, get this show on the road.ā€Ā 
ā€œAlright, here goes nothinā€™. This is the part I actually had to practice, so God forbid I mess this one up huh? Do you,ā€ David giggled, saying your real name instead of the nicknames you had lovingly bestowed upon you for as long as you could remember, ā€œTake Javi to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as you both shall live?ā€Ā 
ā€œI do.ā€Ā 
Carefully slipping the gold band onto Javiā€™s finger, you could feel your heart bursting in anticipation, biting down on your lip to try and contain your excitement, slowly pulling your hand away to let your brothers finish the second half of the exchange.Ā 
ā€œAnd do you, Javier PeƱa, take our sister,ā€ Charlie and David snickered again, having to say your full name for a second time, ā€œto be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as you both shall live?ā€Ā 
ā€œI do.ā€Ā 
Gently grabbing your palm and gliding the glistening ring onto your finger, Javi rubbed his thumb over the pair of bands nestled together, forever making a home on your hand, his eyes welling at the sight of the sign that you would always be his.Ā 
Intertwining your fingers together and hands clasped in front of you, you and Javi were radiating with joy, anxiously staring back and forth between each other and your brothers for them to finally say those magic words you had been waiting to hear since the moment you had met all that time ago.Ā 
ā€œWell ladies and gentlemanā€¦ by the power vested in us, the internet and the state of Texas, itā€™s our honor to introduce to you the new Mr. and Mrs. PeƱa.ā€ Charlie grinned at you, trying not to burst into laughter at the near panicked look on your faces, not having heard the next set of words you were more than dying to hear.Ā 
ā€œWell go on, you lovebirds, kiss already!ā€ David snickered, shrugging at the pair of you with a grin on his face.Ā 
Before he could barely finish his sentence, Javiā€™s hands were cupping your face, palms cradling your jaw as he brought his mouth to yours, fireworks exploding in your stomach at the electric intensity of his kiss, so soft and tender, yet so desperate and needy, like it was the first time his lips had ever met yours, and that he never, ever wanted to let them go.Ā 
Your hands shot up to grab his face too, a smile creeping across your mouth with your lips still pressed to his as Javi dipped you down, sliding his hand down the small of your back to hold you before pulling you back up, his lips still locked on yours like glue.Ā 
In that moment, it seemed like time stood still, that nothing else in the world existed besides the two of you- nothing else mattered besides the fact that you were here, kissing the man that you loved more than anything in the world.Ā 
The man that you finally got to call your husband.Ā 
Over the cheers, whistling, and hollering from your friends and family, the both of you were finally snapped back to reality as David gave you a little nudge and a look that screamed ā€œgross, save it for the honeymoon.ā€Ā 
Reluctantly breaking from your kiss, you grabbed Javiā€™s hand in yours, holding your fists in the air and cheering in excitement right alongside your guests before heading back up the aisle, your cheeks hurting from how hard they were smiling. So lost in your excitement, you turned your head as you felt Javi stop, tugging you back to the middle of the aisle, smirking as he pulled you close to his chest, whispering in your ear.Ā 
ā€œNot so fast, Mrs. PeƱa. Cā€™mere.ā€ Grabbing your face and wrapping his arm around your waist, Javi was kissing you again, swinging you down in another dip that had you erupting in giggles and your guests cheering even louder, Javiā€™s smooth moves soliciting a loud ā€œOW OWā€ most definitely from Steve.Ā 
ā€œGod, I love you.ā€ You smirked as Javi pulled you back up to stand before the two of you were nearly skipping down the rest of the aisle in bliss, racing to the back of the crowd where you had entered the ceremony, turning the corner behind the house where no one could see you, not even bothering to look over your shoulder to see whoā€™d followed you before your lips were crashing into each others again.Ā 
This one was nowhere near as tame as the kisses you had just shared moments ago- this kiss was a tangled mess of tongues and teeth, Javiā€™s hands creeping dangerously close to the curve of your ass as you tugged at the lapels of his suit jacket, your mouths moving in a messy dance as you whispered muffled and muted words between your kisses.Ā 
ā€œFuck, my beautiful wife. God, Iā€™m so fucking lucky. I love you so much.ā€Ā 
ā€œI love you so much too, Javi, Iā€™m so-ā€Ā 
ā€œJesus Christ, itā€™s been 30 seconds and yā€™all canā€™t keep your hands to yourselves? Cā€™mon, now. Yā€™all gotta whole week and a half to do this without having to subject the rest of us to it, Mr. and Mrs. PeƱa.ā€ Steve laughed, making the both of you gasp as he slapped Javi on the back, immediately making your cheeks flush pink in embarrassment and Javi groan in annoyance at his best manā€™s timely (or untimely) disruption.Ā 
ā€œSteve, cā€™mon like you didnā€™t have your hands all over me after we got married.ā€ Connie sighed, now smacking the back of her own husbandā€™s head, making him wince in pain. ā€œCongratulations, you two. Weā€™re so happy for you.ā€Ā 
ā€œThanks, Connie.ā€ You and Javi smiled, Javi still keeping his hand wrapped around your waist as the rest of your wedding party started making their way back up the aisle to greet you, too.
ā€œAlso having gotten married before, youā€™re gonna thank me later as I make you go find your brothers to sign your marriage license somewhere that has a little peace and quiet before you get none the rest of the night. Why donā€™t you guys head inside and Iā€™ll cover for you for a little, okay?ā€Ā 
ā€œYouā€™re the best, Connie, thanks.ā€ Javi grinned, pulling you away towards the house, quietly sneaking in through the front door to wait for your brothers, Javi looking both ways around the seemingly empty house before pulling you close again.Ā 
ā€œJavi, Charlie and David are gonna be in here any minute, and theyā€™re gonna give us just as much shit as Steve, if not more.ā€ You giggled, gazing up into Javiā€™s eyes, still awestruck and giddy.Ā 
ā€œI know. Just one more kiss, mi esposa (my wife).ā€ Javi smirked, tilting his head down to press his lips to yours, his thumb tracing soft circles on your cheek as the rest of his fingers cradled your jaw, tilting your eyes up towards him. ā€œFuck, youā€™re finally my wife. I donā€™t think Iā€™ll ever get over that.ā€Ā 
ā€œGood thing we have the rest of our lives to get used to it, huh?ā€Ā 
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People werenā€™t kidding when they said that your wedding would be a blur- From the moment the ceremony ended, it felt like everything was moving in fast and slow motion at the same time, being pulled in every direction to talk with family members, take pictures, and make sure that things were running smoothly. As much as you and Javi were both trying to soak in every moment of your special day together, it was safe to say the two of you were feeling a little overwhelmed by the time you had gotten to dinner, and couldnā€™t have been more thankful to have a moment to finally sit down.Ā 
More importantly, you were so glad that you had gotten to the point where you had a drink, some delicious food in your stomach, and the best part of the night ahead of you- dancing.Ā 
The sun was beginning to set on the horizon of the PeƱa ranch as dinner was coming to a close, the clanging of forks and knives against dinner plates slowly shifting to chatter and conversation that was filling the space of the white tent that had been propped up in the backyard for your reception.Ā 
You werenā€™t really sure what to expect when you had decided on a backyard wedding, but with the absolutely stunning work your mom, Connie, sister in law, and Javiā€™s auntā€™s had put together for you, they had made a white tent feel like something out of a fairytale. String lights and greenery were strung across above you, long tables decorated in candles and beautiful garlands of eucalypts, sprinkled white and pink roses from Luciaā€™s garden, along with cute, colorful vintage cups that the women had collected or thrifted for your guests to use. Everything about your setup felt magical, and with the sun sinking and fading into dusk, the glow and twinkles of the lights illuminating your space only made it feel that much more incredible.Ā 
As the two of you sat at your head table, bellies full and hearts happy, feeling a little tipsy from the extra strong margaritas Javiā€™s cousin seemed to be making, you were a little worried as what looked like a more than just tipsy Steve approached you, slapping a stack of index cards in front of you.Ā 
ā€œListenā€¦ Iā€™m like the perfect level of drunk to give this best man speech. Any less drunk and Iā€™ll be too fuckinā€™ nervous to do it, and any more drunk Iā€™m not gonna be able to remember what Iā€™m supposed to say. Yā€™all good to keep this movinā€™ so you can do your first dance and then we can get this party started?ā€Ā 
ā€œJesus Christ, Murphā€¦ā€ Javi sighed, laughing at his friend, now sassily crossing his arms over his chest at Javi. ā€œThis speech better be good.ā€Ā 
ā€œItā€™s good, and Connie approved, so you know I wonā€™t say any dumb shit. Well, not if we donā€™t start soon and I keep drinking more.ā€ Steve paused, letting out a low burp, rubbing his stomach and grimacing at the two of you, snorting at him.Ā 
ā€œTake it away, Shakespeare.ā€ You smiled, gesturing your arm out to the dance floor in front of the guests sitting at their tables, chatting away. You couldnā€™t help but laugh as Steve confidently made his way to the front of the crowd, Connie silently mouthing ā€œIā€™m so sorryā€ Ā from across the room, pointing at her husband, now ready to take the stage.Ā 
ā€œHey yā€™all,ā€ Steve started, bellowing his voice loud enough to catch everyoneā€™s attention, making them pause their chit chat and focus their attention on him. ā€œIā€™m Steve Murphy. For those of you who donā€™t know me, Iā€™m Javiā€™s best man. Normally itā€™s customary for a guy like me to come up and say a few words about the bride and groom, so lucky for yā€™all, Iā€™m your guy tonight. Youā€™re welcome, Jav.ā€Ā 
The crowd laughed as Javi sighed, rolling his eyes at Steve and shaking in his head in fear of what was to come, sliding your hand over to rest on his thigh, giving your now husband a little squeeze of reassurance to have some faith in his friend.Ā 
ā€œI have had the pleasure of knowing Javi for a long time now. Itā€™s been, what, 17 years now, Jav?ā€ Steve asked, turning back to look for confirmation.Ā 
ā€œItā€™s been too long.ā€ Javi replied, shaking his head, his witty response only making your friends and family laugh more.Ā 
ā€œWhatever, you grumpy old bastard. Anyways, I first met Javi when I found out that I would be his partner down in Colombia working for the DEA. Not gonna lie, when I first met him, while Iā€™ve never admitted this until now, I was pretty intimidated by the guy. He was cool, smart, respected, even though his jeans were way too fuckinā€™ tight.ā€ Steve teased, winking at Javi, making you snicker from the few pictures you had seen from back in the day when Javi was in Colombia, knowing exactly what Steve meant.Ā 
ā€œIā€™ll spare you all the details of our time down there, but through all of our trials and tribulations, despite our differences and disagreements, the one thing I always admired about Javi is that he really cared about what he did. No matter what, he always cared about trying to do the right thing for the people he cared most about. Now, believe me, if you would have asked me all those years ago if I would have ever pictured Javi here today, gettinā€™ married, buildinā€™ a house and talkinā€™ about startinā€™ a family? Well shit, I prolly woulda told you that you were bat shit crazy. But, if thereā€™s anyone in the world who deserves every ounce of all that domestic, lovely dovey bliss, itā€™s this man right here.ā€ Steve smiled softly, pointing back to Javi who couldnā€™t help but let his heart fill with warmth at the sentiment from his friend, your hand rubbing up and down Javiā€™s leg, his grasping over yours to hold it tight.Ā 
ā€œJavi, I know youā€™ll never believe me when I tell you this, but Iā€™m real proud of ya, man. And I hope you know how goddamn lucky you are that this beautiful woman has agreed to spend the rest of her life with your grumpy ass. Speaking of whichā€¦ā€ Steve smirked, turing back to look at you with a goofy grin, making you raise an eyebrow at whatever stupid comment was bound to come out of his mouth.Ā 
ā€œMrs. PeƱa. I never thought Iā€™d live to see the day Javi was so in love. When he called me a few weeks after the two of you first met, and was all jazzed and excited to tell me about this beautiful girl he had started datinā€™ and how happy he was, I just about damn near fell down. He never said it on that phone call, but I knew that this sorry shit was absolutely head over heels in love with you.ā€Ā 
That comment had you giggling at Javiā€™s blushing face, his cheeks turning pink at Steveā€™s story, even though he knew damn well it was the truth.Ā 
ā€œI couldnā€™t think of anyone who would be more perfect for Javi if I tried. When I first met you and saw how sickeningly cute yā€™all were together, Godā€™s honest truth, my first question I asked Javi was when he was planninā€™ on buyinā€™ a ring. Glad to see that sometimes heā€™ll take my advice. Sweetheart, I canā€™t thank you enough for being so good to my best friend right there. I hope he knows how lucky he is to have someone like you.ā€Ā 
Grabbing your hand, Javi interlocked his fingers with your underneath the table, softly smiling at you and gently nodding his head in agreement.Ā 
ā€œI also need to thank you that heā€™s finally got someone else to worry about him instead of me. One less thing off my back. No offense, Jav. Alright, well, yā€™all have probably heard enough of me yappinā€™, and yā€™all are anything like me, youā€™re ready for more drinkinā€™ and dancinā€™. To Mr. and Mrs. PeƱa-ā€ Steve paused, grabbing the nearest drink he could find and raising it up in the air, prompting the rest of your guests to do the same. ā€œWishinā€™ you two lovebirds a lifetime of happiness. I love you guys. Cheers!ā€Ā 
Over the applause and cheerful shouting, Steve rushed his way back over to the two of you, slotting himself in between your seats so his head poked out between yours, wrapping his arms around both your shoulders and pulling you in for a hug.Ā 
ā€œNice work, Murph.ā€ Javi smiled, patting Steve on the back, laughing to himself at how genuinely thoughtful Steveā€™s speech had turned out to be.Ā 
ā€œThanks, Steve. Your speech was really great. How much did Connie have to edit out?ā€ You snickered, looking back between him and Javi.Ā 
ā€œ... Letā€™s just say I left out the part about yā€™all horny bastards needinā€™ to be better about lockinā€™ your doors when other people are around.ā€ Steve chuckled, shaking both of you in his grap, You and Javiā€™s eyes sheepishly darting to the ground in embarrassment.Ā 
ā€œFuck off, Murph.ā€Ā 
ā€œLove you too, Jav.ā€Ā 
With one last pat on the back for each of you, before you could say anything else, Steve was already halfway across the tent back to the bar to congratulate himself for getting through his speech without any major slip ups or major scoldings from Connie after he returned back to his table.Ā 
ā€œThank God for Connie.ā€ You grimaced, laughing at Javi whose face was buried in his palm, shaking his head at his friend, wondering why he would expect any less from him. ā€œ...Heā€™s not wrong, though.ā€Ā 
ā€œIā€™m triple checking that I lock all the doors later so I donā€™t give him any more reasons to be rightā€¦ā€ Javi sighed, giving you a little nudge while the hand that had been holding yours suddenly let go, resting on your thigh over your dress, giving it a long squeeze, making your heart race in anticipation, his eyes locking with yours, telling you everything you needed to know.Ā Ā 
Some way, some how, Javi was going to find a way to fuck you before the night was done.Ā 
ā€œJaviā€¦ā€ You whispered, heat creeping through your cheeks, trying your best to keep from blushing as you locked eyes with him, his devilish grin and lust pooling in the dark brown of his eyes entrancing you in a way that had butterflies swirling in your core and ache rapidly beginning to grow between your legs.Ā 
ā€œSi, Mi esposa?ā€ (Yes, my wife?), Javi smirked back, running his hand further up your thigh and closer to your core as his other hand came up to cup your face, thumb tracing back and forth across your skin, toying just enough to tug at the corner of your lip.Ā 
While you had gotten a little bit of alone time with Javi today, the way that the both of you had been absolutely insatiable for each other after seeing each other in your wedding attire, let alone the fact that you were now actually married? You and Javi were both dying to try and find a second to yourselves without interruption, especially from Steve.Ā 
So caught up in awe of each other, you and Javi hadnā€™t even noticed your DJ, standing next to your table, quietly clearing his throat to try and get your attention.Ā 
ā€œHey, uh- Mr. and Mrs. PeƱa?ā€ He interjected, loud enough to finally snap you and Javi out of the horny stare down you had entered, ā€œAre um- are you two ready for the first dance?ā€Ā 
ā€œOh, um- yeah, y-yeah, sorry about that.ā€ Javi grumbled, the two of you quickly trying to snap out of the thick heat of sexual tension that had been growing between you, both readjusting yourselves in your seats as you looked up sheepishly at the DJ,Ā  ā€œSorry, what did you say?ā€Ā 
ā€œI asked if you two were ready to do your first dance? If you um, if you need some more time I can-ā€Ā 
ā€œNo, weā€™re okay, thanks.ā€ You grimaced, trying to keep from giggling and blushing as you looked over at Javi and then back at your DJ. ā€œYou ready to dance, Mr. PeƱa?ā€Ā 
ā€œNever been more ready, Mrs. PeƱa.ā€ Javi replied, grabbing your hand as the two of you stood up, out of your seats walking to the edge of the dance floor while your DJ headed back to his booth.Ā 
ā€œHello everyone! Weā€™re going to get ready to start our first dance with the newlyweds, so if you could please direct your attention to the dance floor, weā€™re about to get started!ā€Ā 
Before you could even take a step out onto the floor, the cheering and clinking of knives against glasses was erupting amongst the crowd, Javi happily taking the opportunity to grab you by the waist and pull you in for a long, deep kiss, making you giggle against his lips still pressed to yours as he dipped you down, before pulling you back against his chest.Ā 
ā€œShow off.ā€ You snickered, raising an eyebrow at him as he finally pulled away from your kiss, staring down at you with a goofy grin.Ā 
ā€œBetter get used to it, Mrs. PeƱa. Iā€™ve got the whole rest of our lives to keep showing you off.ā€ Javi smirked, shooting you a wink before tugging you out into the center of the dance floor, patiently waiting for your song to start as you draped one arm around his neck, Javi snaked his hand around your waist, and the pair of your other hands joined clasped at your side.Ā 
It was then that the melodic violin entrance to ā€œAt Lastā€ by Etta James began to play, Javi smiling down softly at your agreed upon choice for your first dance song after lots of debate and discussion the past few months.Ā 
At lastĀ 
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
As the music began to play, you and Javi began to sway back and forth to the syrupy symphony of the song, your heart bursting and stomach filling with the same butterflies it had the first time you had met Javi all those months ago.Ā 
ā€œIā€™m glad we picked this one.ā€ Javi smiled, the two of you circling your way around the dance floor, eyes locked on each other.Ā Ā 
ā€œMe too. It always makes me think of making breakfast with you on the weekend and all the little moments I love with you.ā€ You grinned back, letting go of Javiā€™s hand to drape both arms over his shoulder and around his neck.Ā 
ā€œIt makes me think of spilling that entire bowl of pancake batter all over Bear and then having to chase him around the house to get him in the tub.ā€ Javi sighed, rolling his eyes as he laughed to himself, tightening his grip around your waist to pull you closer.Ā 
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my ownĀ 
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never knownĀ 
ā€œMe too. God, who would have thought that a year ago weā€™d be having our first dance at our wedding talking about spilling pancake batter all over our dog.ā€ You giggled, leaning to rest your head against Javiā€™s chest.Ā 
ā€œI did.ā€Ā 
Looking up at Javi, you could feel your cheeks warming, staring at his big brown eyes welling with tears, trying your best to now hold back the wetness pooling under your lashes.Ā 
ā€œOsita, I swear, from the moment I saw you smile at me, I knew that you were the only woman in the world I ever wanted. I knew you were the one I wanted my forever with. Iā€™ll never get over the fact that Iā€™m the luckiest man alive. I love you so fucking much.ā€ Javi choked back, letting one of his hands slide up your face, gently cupping your cheek as he tilted his head in for a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away for another one on your forehead.Ā 
You smiled, you smiledĀ 
Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in HeavenĀ 
As the song began to slow, the sweet melody winding down to its close, Javi lifted up his arm to let you twirl beneath him before spinning you back into his chest and wrapping his arm around your waist to catch you as he dipped you down again, your mouths meeting in a long, tender kiss, electricity sparking between your lips and butterflies swirling in your stomach.Ā 
For you are mineĀ 
At lastĀ 
ā€œI love you too, Javier PeƱa.ā€Ā 
Over the applause of your guests, you could hear an obnoxiously loud ā€œOW OWā€ from the crowd, coming from a now even more intoxicated Steve, making you and Javi laugh at his reaction, swiftly followed by Connieā€™s sharp jab to his ribs to get him to settle down.Ā 
ā€œAlright ladies and gents,ā€ The DJ spoke over the rumble of voices at the dinner tables, ā€œLetā€™s have one more big round of applause for our newlyweds!ā€Ā 
As the crowd began to clap again, and Steve, threatened by another blow to his side, cheering at an appropriate volume, the DJ spoke again with the announcement you had been patiently waiting for since the ceremony finished.Ā 
ā€œAlright everyone, with our first dance done, itā€™s time for the best part of the night, the dance floor is officially open! Letā€™s party!ā€Ā 
As the blaring intro to ā€œJump Aroundā€ began to blast to your speakers, your friends and family rushed to the dance floor, you let out a squeal of surprise as Javi snatched you up around your middle, lifting you up to spin you around in a fit of giggles.Ā 
ā€œVamos a bilar, mi esposa.ā€Ā  (Letā€™s dance, wife)Ā 
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The rest of the night was the best kind of celebration that you could have asked for- the joy of being surrounded by your friends and family, dancing the night away to your favorite songs, and drinking one too many margaritas with your husband was everything you could have asked for and more on your wedding night.Ā 
It was no shock to you that your family had no problem making absolute fools of themselves out on the dance floor, happily (and drunkenly) flailing along to every single song, although your brothersā€™ and Steveā€™s enthusiastic sing-along to ā€œBaby Got Backā€ was impressive, to say the least.Ā 
And while you and Javi had expected your family to act a fool, what neither of you had expected was how excited Chucho was to bust out dance moves of his own, taking everyone by surprise as he joined all your co-workers and Javiā€™s co-workers (who had quickly become best friends on the dance floor), to shake his way through ā€œWannabeā€ by the Spice Girls, leaving you in hysterics, and Javi in stunned embarrassment at his dadā€™s antics.Ā 
As the evening began to creep later and later into the hours of the night, a very sleepy Olivia approached you and Javi on the dance floor, gently tugging at your dress and his pants for attention with puppy dog eyes plastered on her face that almost gave Javiā€™s a run for his money.Ā 
ā€œAuntie Bear and Uncle Javi, can I pick a song? Pleaseeeeeee?ā€ Olivia begged, pouting her bottom lip at the two of you, absolutely melting your hearts in an instant.Ā 
ā€œOf course, mi amor.ā€ Javi smiled, caving immediately as he crouched down to her level, her face lighting up in delight at her uncleā€™s response, coming close to whisper in his ear.Ā 
If you couldnā€™t have already been more in love with your husband, watching him listen intently to what your niece had to say, nodding in agreement before scoping her up to rest on his hip, you were practically in a puddle now.Ā 
ā€œMe and Miss Olivia are gonna go make a song request.ā€Ā 
ā€œBut Auntie Bear, you have to let me dance with Uncle Javi first, okay?ā€ Olivia quickly added, very adamantly.Ā 
ā€œOf course, lil Miss. Have fun, you two.ā€ You smirked as Javi and Olivia made their way over to the DJ, watching Oliviaā€™s face light up instantly as the DJ agreed to her request, Javi carrying Olivia out to the middle of the dance floor and setting her down on the ground as the end of the song slowly began to fade into your nieceā€™s song choice.Ā 
With her love for the movie, you shouldnā€™t have been surprised at all that her pick was ā€œCan You Feel the Love Tonightā€ from the Lion King Soundtrack, but even though you werenā€™t shocked at her choice, there was nothing that going to be able to prepare you for the gut wrenching cuteness that was your now husband, dancing with your niece.Ā 
It had already gotten to the point in the night that Javiā€™s suit jacket and tie were long gone, 3 buttons undone and sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and the once neat curls of his dark hair now messily sweeping his forehead from your night of dancing, and if the sight of just how goddamn handsome Javi looked, on top of the fact he was now officially your husband, paired with the sight of him slow dancing to the Lion King with Olivia?Ā 
Your ovaries were just about shot to hell.Ā 
As the song played and Javi and Oliva spun around the dance floor in a fit of smiles and giggles, you couldnā€™t help but wish with every bone in your body that it was your daughter that Javi was dancing with, nearly falling to your knees the thought of making him a dad, on top of being your husband. And if that wasnā€™t enough, the two of you were finally married, and that meant half of your bargain to start trying for kids was complete- and with the other half being your house finally finishing with construction which was almost close to being done as well, you were so close to start trying for a baby of your own, you could almost taste it.Ā 
And that? That drove you crazy enough to feel like you were going to combust.Ā 
So stuck in your daydream, you didnā€™t even notice Olivia running up to you, now tugging at your dress again, letting out a little sleepy yawn as she tried to get your attention.Ā 
ā€œOkay Auntie Bear, you can dance with Uncle Javi now. Thanks for letting me pick a song.ā€ Olivia smiled as you sunk down to meet her, wrapping her in a hug.Ā 
ā€œOf course, Olivia. Thank you for being the best flower girl today. I love you, cutie patootie. Alright, Iā€™m gonna go dance with Uncle Javi now, okay?ā€Ā 
ā€œI love you too, Auntie Bear. I think Uncle Javi misses you, he wouldnā€™t stop looking at you the whole time we were dancing. I think he wants to kiss you again, but thatā€™s gross. Yuck.ā€ Oliva grimaced, making you giggle as she stuck out her tongue before watching her scamper away back to her sisters and the Murphy girls to dance some more.Ā 
As you turned back, bracing yourself to stand back up, you were greeted with Javiā€™s large palm held out in front of you, pulling you up to greet his handsome grin while you looked up at him.Ā 
ā€œIā€™ve been told I have permission to come dance with you now.ā€Ā 
ā€œIt did take some persuading, I told her Iā€™d save an extra piece of cake for her if she let me go dance with you.ā€ Javi chuckled, pulling you back out onto the dance floor, slowly swaying back and forth to the beat.Ā 
ā€œWatching you two out there is dangerous.ā€ You smirked, raising an eyebrow at Javi as he cocked his head in confusion.Ā 
ā€œWhat do you mean, hermosa?ā€Ā 
ā€œI mean,ā€ You paused, standing up a little bit taller, throwing one arm over Javiā€™s shoulder, running your hand through the hairs at the nape of his neck to whisper in his ear, ā€œWatching the two of you made me think about how much I wanna make you a dad. And now that weā€™re married and the house is almost done, we actually get to start trying soon.ā€Ā 
It took everything in Javi not to let out an audible moan, letting out a gulp and scrunching his eyes shut for a moment to try and maintain his composure at what you had just said to him, his grip around your waist immediately tightening and eyes darkening as he opened them, staring down at you, absolutely awestruck.Ā 
ā€œFuck me.ā€ He muttered to himself, almost shaking his head in disbelief that after all of the time you had spent talking about wanting kids and nights youā€™ve had wishing there hadnā€™t been any birth control to keep you from having them were now an almost tangible reality, ā€œIs that what you want, mi esposa? My wife wants me to give her a baby?ā€Ā 
Javiā€™s voice rasped in your ear, sending shivers down your spine, your stomach flipping in arousal at the hot breath of his words against your skin, knowing what had started as a sweet and simple moment of Javi dancing with Olivia had quickly shifted into a desperate want, no, need, for him to give you what you were asking for.Ā 
As the music slowly faded into the next song, bodies shuffling and dancing to the more upbeat tune that had followed Oliviaā€™s choice, the both of your figures stood frozen on the dance floor in a silent exchange of racing hearts and yearning glances before Javi took your hand in his.Ā 
ā€œFollow me.ā€Ā 
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In an instant, Javi was tugging you across the dance floor, the two of you dodging and weaving your way through your guests with polite smiles and happy waves, doing everything you could to try and sneak away as discreetly as possible in hopes that everyone would be too preoccupied (or too drunk) to realize that you were gone.Ā 
But at this point, you really didnā€™t care whether anyone noticed if you were gone or not. Truth be told, the only thing you cared about was finally getting to fuck your husband.Ā 
Finally making it through the worst of the maze of people, you and Javi had made your way to the back porch, quietly peeking your heads through the door, checking to make sure the coast was clear before hastily slipping inside, gently shutting the door behind you before sneaking down the hall to Javiā€™s room, thanking whatever higher power had let the two of you get to his bedroom in peace.Ā 
From the moment Javi had shut the door behind him, you were all over each other in an instant, hands roaming across each otherā€™s bodies as you stumbled until the back of your legs hit the mattress, flopping down onto the bed, Javiā€™s body caging yours in his frame. Your lips crashed together in a hungry clash, tongues, teeth and moans melting together between your mouths as Javi hiked up the skirt of your dress, running his hands along your thighs, squeezing the soft flesh in his firm grasp before his fingers crept towards your aching core, ghosting over the white, lacy fabric covering your cunt, already soaking with arousal.Ā 
ā€œFuck, youā€™re so wet, hermosa. My wifeā€™s pretty little pussy all wet for me, huh?ā€ Javi rasped, the pads of his fingers pressing more pressure over your covered clit, making you whimper in delight.Ā 
ā€œItā€™s all yours, Javi. Yours forever, baby.ā€ You moaned, your breath hitching in the back of your throat as Javiā€™s fingers dipped under the waistband of your underwear, collecting the slick pooling around your folds before plunging his two fingers inside your heat and thumbing at your sensitive bundle of nerves, pure bliss running through your veins at his touch.Ā 
Your response had Javi practically growling, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he looked down to see the golden and diamond bands glistening on your finger, awestruck at the beautifully blissed out mess you were already becoming as his fingers curled, prodding at the spongy spot inside you that he knew drove you wild.Ā 
ā€œYouā€™re so fucking perfect, Osita. My beautiful wife. Fuck- I canā€™t believe your mine. I love you so fucking much.ā€ Javi groaned, his words muffled between the hot, wet kisses he kept planting on your lips, feeling your cunt beginning to clench around his digits.Ā 
ā€œI l-love- fuck- I love you too, Javi.ā€ You whimpered, the all too familiar tingle at the base of your spine beginning to build as Javiā€™s fingers pulsed in and out of your heat and thumb circled your throbbing clit, knowing with how worked up you were and how good he felt, it wouldnā€™t take much more before you were coming undone around his hand.Ā 
ā€œI know youā€™re close, baby. Let go, hermosa. Cum for me so I can fuck my wife and show her how much I love her.ā€Ā 
ā€œF-Fuckfuckfuck Javi. Donā€™t stop, baby, donā€™t s-sto-ahhhhhhhhh.ā€Ā 
With his thumb circling faster and harder around your sensitive bundle of nerves, and fingers plunging in and out of your weeping hole, it wasnā€™t long before you could feel that all too familiar tingle spreading throughout your body, your orgasm flooding through every inch of you as you came around his fingers, soaking his hand.Ā 
ā€œThatā€™s it, Osita. Thatā€™s my good girl. My good wife.ā€ Javi groaned, making you whimper as he withdrew his fingers from your dripping heat, admiring the slick and shiny mess you had made around his fingers, entranced by the way your arousal had coated his wedding band as he brought his hand to his mouth, sucking his fingers clean before beginning to work at his belt. ā€œYou taste so fucking sweet, baby.ā€Ā 
You sat back up, looking over your heaving chest to see Javi shuffling his pants and boxers down his thighs, leaving them to pool around his ankles, revealing his cock, already so painfully hard and weeping with precum from his tip. Reaching down to run his fingers through your folds again, he collected your slick on his hand before rubbing it up and down his length, stroking himself to line up with your entrance.Ā 
ā€œF-fuck, let me feel you baby, p-please.ā€ You whined, reaching up to grab fistfuls of Javiā€™s shirt, tugging him down to kiss you and lay his body on top of yours.Ā 
ā€œJesus fucking Christā€¦ā€ Javi moaned, slowly filling you up with his cock inch by inch until he had bottomed out against your cervix, letting you adjust to the fullness as he relished in the wet and warmth of your pussy gripping around him like a vice.Ā 
ā€œM-move, Javi, please, baby.ā€ The sweet sting and stretch of Javiā€™s length inside you already wanting to make your eyes roll to the back of your head.Ā 
Javi began to languidly thrust himself in and out of your heat, dragging his cock almost painfully slowly against your velvety walls, cursing under his breath at the feeling of his balls beginning to tighten in his stomach, knowing there was no way he was going to be able to last as long as he would have wanted to in the moment.Ā 
ā€œJaviiiiiā€ You whined, your arms wrapping around back, nails pressing into his shoulders as his cock hit the spot inside you that lit you ablaze. His hand snaked between your bodies, reaching down to rub your clit, still slow, taking his time with each graze of his fingertips as his pace held deep and steady. Every thrust in and out of his hips had you wrecked as he filled you so fully and intensely, moaning his name over and over while he grasped the meat of your thighs, pressing your knees against your chest to stretch you open even further.Ā Ā 
ā€œGod youā€™re so beautiful. My beautiful fucking wife. Gonna be such a beautiful mom for our kids.ā€ Javi grunted, this thrusts becoming faster and sloppier as he let the reality of his marriage and actual attempts to start trying for a family burn a hole in the forefront of his mind, igniting something even feral within him, knowing he was one step closer to finally giving you and him what you both wanted more than anything.Ā 
For Javi to get you pregnant.
The last sentence made your breath hitch in the back of your throat, whimpering at the notion that because you were finally married, there wasnā€™t much stopping you from tossing out your birth control tomorrow and trying to get pregnant by the end of the month.Ā 
ā€œJ-Javi-ā€ You whined, trying to form any sort of coherent thought as your brain short circuited from the pure bliss and heart racing thoughts running through your brain.Ā 
ā€œWhat, Osita?ā€Ā Ā 
ā€œI-I want you- oh shit- to fuck a baby into me, Javi. I wanna throw out the rest of my birth control- I donā€™t care if the house- Jesus- isnā€™t finished. I wanna stop taking it tomorrow. I w-want you to- fuck- fill me up and get me pregnant.ā€Ā 
You could practically feel the weight of Javiā€™s jaw dropping to the floor, eyes bulging out of his skull, and heart beating out of his chest, so shocked, he stopped himself mid thrust, just to make sure he had heard you correctly.Ā 
ā€œOsita- baby, are you- holy fuck- baby, are you serious?ā€Ā 
You nodded your head frantically, grabbing the collar of his shirt to pull him in for an electric kiss before leaning back to whisper in his ear, your voice sultry and low.Ā 
ā€œI need my husband to fuck a baby into me. Please. Fuck a baby into me, Javi.ā€Ā 
If Javi didnā€™t have his arms already braced on the bed, thereā€™s no way in hell he wouldnā€™t have fallen over in pure delight at your request, his stomach now churning with the wildest mix of excitement, lust and pride, spreading up through his chest and across his face, the brown of his eyes darkening and awestruck smile widening.Ā 
ā€œYou want me to fuck a baby into you, Hermosa?ā€ Javi asked, almost rhetorically, a devilish grin spreading between his cheeks as he began to pound into you again, not even giving you a chance to respond, knowing damn well what your answer was.Ā Ā 
If his thrusts werenā€™t already frantically rushed and sloppy, they most definitely were now, Javi practically on the brink of his own high just from the thought of getting to fuck you, knowing there was a real, true chance of getting you pregnant, trying to fight with everything in him to keep from busting right then, needing to make sure that you came again before he did.Ā 
The lewd noises of your moans, wetness of Javiā€™s cock sliding in and out of you, and his hips snapping against yours coated the walls of the room, the both of you having no regard for anyone who may have been close enough to hear you, so caught up in the moment, that at this point, you couldnā€™t have cared less if anyone caught the both of you.Ā 
ā€œAnswer me, baby. Mierda- You want me to fuck a baby into you, huh? Want me to fucking fill you up and get you pregnant? Show everyone youā€™re mine with our baby growing inside you?ā€ Javi grunted through gritted teeth, pounding into your g-spot with blinding force, frantically circling your clit as he felt your cunt begin to clench tighter and tighter around his cock, knowing you just needed a little bit more before he had you coming undone.Ā 
ā€œY-yes- fuckfuckfuck- I need you to, Javi, p-please baby, please, please, pleaaahhhhhhh-ā€Ā 
Just like that, you could feel yourself gushing around Javiā€™s cock as you came, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave, crashing through every inch of your body, euphoria flooding through your veins, screaming his name while he fucked you through your high, desperately chasing his own.Ā 
ā€œIā€™ll give it to you baby, I- fuck me- Iā€™ll give you everything you want. Iā€™ll give you as many babies as you want. Iā€™ll give you a family, Iā€™ll give you my heart, my soul, my everything, my- oh fuck!ā€Ā 
Javiā€™s hips stuttered, forcing a low groan to rumble in his throat as he came, the hot ropes of his spend coating your walls, making sure to milk himself of every last drop inside you, still pulsing and thrusting inside you, ensuring that nothing went to waste.Ā 
Slumping his body on top of yours, your chests rose and fell in sync, trying your best to catch your breaths as you came down from your highs, your mouths meeting in a sloppy kiss to try and groundĀ  you back to reality.Ā 
ā€œHoly fuckā€¦ā€ You whispered through your labored pants, laughing to yourself from the pure bliss of what had just happened, staring up at Javi with a radiant grin, brushing the sweat-dampened curls from his forehead.Ā 
Javi hissed as he carefully pulled out, leaning back enough to see the smile on your face, gently cupping your cheek as he looked down at you with a goofy grin of his own.Ā 
ā€œOsitaā€¦ Were you being- baby, were you serious about what you said?ā€Ā 
ā€œJav, I donā€™t think Iā€™ve ever been more serious about anything in my entire life. Is-is that okay with you?ā€ You asked, biting down on your lip.Ā 
ā€œIs that okay with me?ā€ He asked, almost mockingly, chucking to himself as he shook his head in disbelief, ā€œWe can really throw it away tomorrow?ā€Ā 
ā€œYup.ā€Ā 
ā€œAnd you wonā€™t bring it with you on the honeymoon?ā€Ā 
ā€œNope.ā€ You replied, popping the ā€œpā€ at the end of the word.Ā 
ā€œAnd thereā€™s- holy fuck- thereā€™s a chance you could actually get pregnant soon?ā€ Javi asked, his face glowing brighter and brighter with each question he asked.Ā 
ā€œMmmhhmmm. Well, I mean, it might not happen right away but- Ahhhh Javi!ā€ You giggled as your husband aggressively peppered ticklish kisses across your entire face, making you squeal and squirm in delight.Ā 
ā€œFuck, I love you so much. Thank you.ā€ Javi smiled, tears welling in his eyes as he looked down at you.Ā 
ā€œJav, baby, donā€™t cry! Why are you crying, you dork?ā€Ā 
ā€œYouā€™ve given me everything Iā€™ve ever wanted. You married me, weā€™re gonna have a family, itā€™s just- fuck, I promise, that I wanna spend the rest of my life until the day I die showing you how thankful I am that you chose me. That you gave me all the things I stopped thinking I deserved. I love you so much, it fucking hurts, Osita. Thank you for choosing me.ā€Ā 
Sitting up, you threw your arms around Javi, pulling him close to you in the tightest hug you could muster, stroking the hair at the nape of his neck, feeling the weight of his body melt into yours, your bodies intertangled as one.Ā 
ā€œJavi, youā€™re the only one it ever could be. Te amo mĆ”s de lo que las palabras pueden expresar. (I love you more than words can say).ā€Ā 
ā€œHey! Lovebirds! Are yā€™all in here?ā€Ā 
Over the music and chatter of the party outside, you and Javi had been completely oblivious to the all too familiar southern twang of Steveā€™s voice behind the bedroom door, gently knocking from the outside after being sent on a mission to find where in the world the two of you had been for nearly a half hour.Ā 
ā€œHello? Mr. and Mrs. PeƱa?ā€ Steve rapped again, getting nothing in response but silence. Steve shrugged, drunk enough to have no fear to pound on the door repeatedly until the two of you showed up, now reaching down at the doorknob and giving it a jiggle.Ā 
Steve was shocked to find that he could turn the handle, writing off the fact that they two of you would be in a room with an unlocked door after the 10 pounds of shit he had given Javi, and with his inhibitions severely lowered, he hadĀ  no problem cranking the knob and pushing the bedroom door wide open.Ā 
ā€œHello? Earth to Javi and Mrs. PeƱa, are yā€™all in here or not because I- Oh Jesus Christ!ā€ Steve shrieked, opening up the door to see you and Javi, your dress still hoisted up to your waist, and Javiā€™s bare ass completely on display, making the both of you scream just as loud in surprise at your unwanted visitor.Ā 
ā€œMurphy! Get the fuck out!ā€ Javi snarled, quickly scrambling to try and pull your dress back down and his pants back up.Ā 
ā€œJesus Fuckinā€™ Christ!ā€ Steve yelled, immediately bringing his hand to his face to cover up his eyes, trying to drunkenly stumble as quickly as he could back out of the room, but, because of his intoxicated state and self-imposed lack of vision, Steve found himself colliding head first with the wall, knocking himself to the ground before crawling across the floor like a frazzled toddler, kicking the door closed behind him.Ā 
For as devastatingly embarrassed as you were by the whole debacle, you couldnā€™t help but cackle at the impeccable comedic timing of the whole thing, snickering to yourself as Javi finished buckling back up his pants and helping you up to stand before storming to the door, opening it to find Steve still sprawled on the floor in an a hysteric fit.Ā 
ā€œAre you fucking serious, Murph?ā€ Javi growled, completely unamused.Ā 
ā€œGod, I shoulda kept my bit that Connie cut in my speech. Yā€™all do know that doors have locks, right? Might be helpful if yā€™all learned how to use ā€˜em. Just food for thought.ā€ Steve giggled, watching both of your faces grow beet red in embarrassment and at a loss for words.Ā 
ā€œWhat the fuck are you doing here?ā€ Javi asked, pinching the arch of his nose between his fingers, shaking his head in frustration, looking down the hallway to make sure that Steve was the only presence you needed to worry about.Ā 
ā€œIā€™m tryinā€™ to save your asses before someone else worse than me walks in on the two of you gettinā€™ it on. Yā€™all do realize youā€™ve been gone for almost 45 minutes right? Being the- oh shit-ā€ Steve paused, letting out a giant burp,ā€ ā€˜cuse me, being the good Best Man I am, I decided to try and find you two idiots before people started askinā€™ too many questions. So, youā€™re welcome.ā€ Steve grunted, pushing himself up to stand, cocking his head at the both of, hands on his hips, trying to prove his point. ā€œAlso, do you two anything else besides fuc-ā€Ā 
ā€œSteve! Jesus Christ, will you shut the fuck up!ā€ Javi groaned, staring down at the floor, taking a deep breath to compose himself before he decided to kick Steve right back down to the ground again.Ā 
ā€œ...Itā€™s really been 45 minutes?ā€ You grimaced, looking back between Steve and Javi, shrugging at your husband that any longer, your mom would have been on a search party for you, and it would have been your whole family at Javiā€™s bedroom door instead of just Steve.Ā 
ā€œYeah, and Iā€™m the first to come lookinā€™ after ya, so again, youā€™re welcome. Jesus, Javi, you can really last for 45 fuckin minutes? How the-ā€Ā 
ā€œMurphy!ā€Ā 
ā€œSorryā€¦ā€Ā 
ā€œFuck meā€¦.ā€Ā 
ā€œThink you and your wife already took care of that oneā€¦ā€ Steve muttered under his breath, trying not to laugh.
ā€œI swear to God, Steveā€¦ā€Ā 
ā€œOkay, Iā€™m done! Iā€™m done! Swear!ā€ Steve held up his hands in defense, taking a step back away from Javi.Ā Ā Ā 
ā€œWill you please just give us a minute, Murph?ā€ Javi sighed, running his hand through his hair, trying with every bone in his body to keep his patience with his drunken friend.Ā 
ā€œFine, fine, fine. 1 minute. Iā€™m counting. Use your time wisely and appropriately, you sickos.ā€ Steve snickered, disappearing down the hallway, only to peek his head back out around the corner. ā€œAnd Jav?ā€
ā€œWhat, Murph?ā€Ā 
ā€œYour flyā€™s undone.ā€
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As you and Javi sheepishly made your way back out to the backyard, you couldn't have been more relieved to see that at this point, anyone still left at your reception was far too drunk to care that you had been missing, seeing that almost all of your guests were out on the dance floor, partying away without a care in the world, or any inkling of what you and Javi had been up to.Ā 
ā€œLonger than a minute, but beggars canā€™t be choosers I guess.ā€ Steve chuckled, creeping up behind you with two drinks in hand, passing them both off to you and Javi. ā€œHere. Figured I owe ya a drink. These are on me.ā€Ā 
ā€œWe paid for the bar, Murph.ā€Ā 
ā€œAlright, well I guess these ones are on you, Grumpy Pants.ā€Ā  Steve grumbled mockingly, holding up his hands in defense, trying not to stumble over his own two feet as he made his way back to the dance floor.Ā 
ā€œRemind me again why I picked him to be my best man?ā€ Javi laughed, taking a sip of his drink, the both of you snickering as you watched Steve whip out some questionable dance moves to ā€œDonā€™t Stop Me Nowā€ by Queen blaring in the background and Connie shake her head at her husband.Ā 
ā€œBecause you love him. Donā€™t get me wrong, heā€™s an idiot, but heā€™s a good guy.ā€ You smiled, giving Javi a little nudge, resting your head on his shoulder as you looked out at the dance floor. ā€œHey-ā€ You paused, holding up your glass and raising it to Javiā€™s. ā€œCheers.ā€Ā 
ā€œCheers to what, Osita?ā€ Javi asked, wrapping his arm around you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he brought his glass next to yours.Ā 
ā€œCheers to us. I love you so much, Javier PeƱa, it makes me sick. Sicker than all this tequila is gonna make me tomorrow after I keep drinking it the rest of the night.ā€Ā 
The two of you snorted, goofily clinking your glasses and taking a hefty sip of your drinks as you looked out on the dance floor, your hearts overflowing with love and joy to know that you were surrounded by all of the people in the world you cared about most, even the ones that couldnā€™t be physically with you, to celebrate the biggest day of your life and the start of your new forever.Ā 
ā€œCheers, Hermosa. I love you so goddamn much. Maybe the hangover will help distract the nerves on the flight tomorrow.ā€ Javi smirked, taking another sip of his drink as he shook you playfully in his grasp, your faces both lighting up as you remembered that tomorrow, you be in the Bahamas for the next 10 days, where the only thing you needed to worry about was where you wanted to lay on the beach, what drink you wanted in your hand, and now, seeing how quickly Javi could get you pregnant.Ā 
ā€œOh shut up.ā€ You sighed, giving Javi a little slap to the chest before taking another sip of your drink, looking up at Javi with heavy lashes, batting your eyes at him. ā€œYou just have to remind me that I have to do some unpacking before we leave tomorrow.ā€Ā 
ā€œUnpacking?ā€ Javi asked, tilting his head in confusion at you, the gears in his brain turning as you bit down on your lip, raising your eyebrow at him, waiting for him to piece together your clue. ā€œOh. Oh.ā€Ā 
Javiā€™s eyes went wide as he remembered what you meant, heart racing in anticipation, never imagining before today that he would have been so excited to actively throw away birth control to try and have a kid.
ā€œCan we throw it away tonight?ā€ Javi pleaded, his puppy dog eyes in full effect.Ā 
ā€œIā€™m not sure what difference tonight and tomorrow morning is gonna make, but sure. Happy wedding present.ā€ You giggled, pressing up onto your tiptoes to plant a long, hot kiss.Ā 
ā€œBest fucking gift I could ask for besides the fact I finally get to call you my wife.ā€Ā 
As the end of the song slowly faded out, ā€œEverybody (Backstreetā€™s Back)ā€ began to play next in the background, your face lighting up in excitement and Javiā€™s eyes rolling, hearing the song that had been most likely the biggest controversy of your entire wedding planning process now bumping through the speakers, followed by the cheers and hollers of your guests.Ā 
ā€œI told you people would want to hear this song.ā€ You said smugly, crossing your arms over your chest, popping your hip at Javi as you sassed him, making him shake his head at your theatrics.Ā 
ā€œIt doesnā€™t stop it from being a stupidly annoying song.ā€Ā 
ā€œA stupidly annoying song that people love. A stupidly annoying song that your wife loves.ā€ You teased. ā€œWhaddya say, PeƱa, can you stand this unbearably stupid song to go dance with me?Ā 
ā€œIā€™d dance to this song with you a million times if it means I get to dance with you.ā€Ā 
Grabbing Javi by the hand, you tugged him out to the dance floor in a fit of giggles and smiles, jumping along and dancing to the beat song after song the rest of the night with your friends, family and husband.Ā 
You couldn't help but catch yourself stopping now and again to smile to yourself to take everything in, feeling like you needed to pinch yourself to make sure this was all really real. Just over a year ago, your life felt like it had hit an all time low. You had moved halfway across the country to try and run from your pain, desperate to find any way to bring yourself any ounce of peace in your ocean of hurt. It felt like fate had forsaken you for the worst, kicking you while you were down, and leaving destruction in its wake.Ā 
But never in a million years would you have believed that fate would have sent you with a one way ticket to Laredo, Texas, and that trip would bring so much more than just the glimmer of hope you longed for. It had brought you peace, comfort, the acceptance you werenā€™t sure you would have ever allowed yourself to feel. Laredo had brought you everything you never expected, and all of the things you never thought you deserved.Ā 
It brought you Javi- the man who single handedly changed your life for the better, loving you unconditionally for every part of your being and piecing back together the parts of your heart you had left broken.
It brought you the man you now got to call your husband.Ā 
Fate and life have funny ways of working together to bring you the things you need the most when you least expect them. And today, as you got to marry the love of your life and your very best friend, you knew youā€™d be forever thankful that fate stepped in when you needed it most.Ā 
La vida es graciosa, no lo crees? (Life is funny, isnā€™t it?)
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EPISODE 5ā€¦ā€¦..šŸ„ŗ
Right off the bat, i love the idea of percyā€™s forehead peeking out of the water, like the mysterious mermaid he is
Annabeth was the best part of the episode as always
Thought they were gonna talk more about thalia percy parallels grover just looked a lil tad distressed and that was it but whatever
Percy and his lil ā€˜hiā€™s will never stop being funny
the usual ā€œi thought annabeth was gonna punch me but she was actually nice to me guys who wouldā€™ve thought someone would be happy to see meā€ narrative still shining through WITH THE HUG PLS CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW SWEET THE HUG WAS
groverā€™s so confused like ā€œliterally an hour ago you guys hated each otherā€¦.am i missing out on some plot pointā€
dude was ā€˜looking for new tickets in the st. Louis arch as if they were going to be on the floor lying somewherešŸ’€
Percyā€™s face when he addresses grover after the hug, heā€™s so proud someone actually hugged him šŸ„¹his face is just like ā€œhey grover look SHEā€™S HUGGING MEšŸ„ŗā€
Can I just say the writing for percy is perfect
like heā€™s so 50% there like heā€™s so good at communicating and asking whatā€™s wrong and trying to understand the other personā€™s feelings (sally jacksonā€™s son for you) but at the same time he has NEVER had a friend before so he ends up embarrassing himself šŸ˜‚šŸ˜­
ā€im pretty sure thatā€™s what friends doā€ ā€œā€¦.at least i think thatā€™s what they doā€ pls šŸ˜­
groverā€™s face too help youā€™re already tired of being third wheel???oh honey this is THE FIRST HALF OF THE FIRST BOOK get comfortable
not their lil heads popping out and going back in. Peak comedy right there
Seriously adam did reallyyyyyy good as ares. Theres no one else i can imagine anymore as ares. The delicateness of his ā€˜good moodā€™ as if it is gonna break any second, the rage and fury but at the same time being extremely funny???
the diner looks so cosy itā€™s so cute
was kinda missing some percy rage in this but it comes out at the last so its fine
The real reason for grover to be so okay staying back is not the strategy of getting answers out of ares but because of how tired he was of taking care of annabeth and percy.
I feel like they should be showing luke more (later on they will, i have faith) im already forgetting about him it wont hit as hard if i dont remember him
Percy ā€œive not seen many movies since im brokeā€ jackson x annabeth ā€œive never seen a movie since i live in a magical campā€ chase
but the fact that annabethā€™s never seen a movie kinda erases the fact that later on in hoo, annabeth talks about watching cheesy old romance movies with her father which kinda contributes to their dynamic but
the fact that percy would probably be the first one to take her to the movies makes me not care
honestly tho IM REALLY REALLY HOPING THAT THEIR FIRST MOVIE WONT BE THE ONE AT THE START OF BOTL Iā€™d rage as much as annabeth when i see percy with rachel (not that im a rachel hater, im a circumstances hater)
grover is such a good therapist, like he is THE EMPATH. He tripped the god of war into talking about his life this is a grover appreciation post
annabeth zoning out with fascination at the mechanics and also i love the ā€œpercy being done with annabethā€ representation
i cant see anything so nothing to say here
SEAWEED BRAIN THIS IS A HISTORICAL MOMENT IN PJOTV HISTORY THE FIRST SEAWEED-
grover manipulating ares through his emotions>>>>>
also ares roasting athena
Percy sacrificing himself AGAIN like the depressed kid he is
annabeth immediately reassuring percy that she would save his mom the character developmentttttttt from being inconsiderate about percy losing his mom to promising that she would save the lady EVEN THOUGH SHE BARELY KNEW HER
This is giving me too many feelings guys the lady sheā€™s promising to save is the lady who will be the best mother figure who will singlehandedly heal her mommy issues AND BECOME HER MOTHER IN LAW
ā€œIts warmā€ i thought this was gonna be the last thing he says before whatever was gonna happen to him so i was like lol famous last words
but fr tho the intenseness of annabeth crying for percy to GET UP and percyā€™s just fading out of the world trying not to cry trying to reassure annabeth that heā€™s okay IN WHAT WOULD BE HIS LAST FEW WORDS, literally everything he does is for someone else even in his dying moments its just magelhiā€gdsjihoawerhoudfjls
especially with the ā€œim notā€¦..ā€ [okay] lol we have always known that percy, it aint a big surprise
i got to applaud leah for how she portrayed annabethā€™s brain chemistry altering every minute with percy and how that influenced her speech with hephaestus
i cant believe thats leoā€™s dad hes giving santa claus i do like him tho
Now that i think about it the percabeth hug should have been after percy comes back to life not after the louis arch scene since they were just starting to have two minutes of chemistry there and have the ā€œyou dont have to feel bad about the hugā€ in the zebra truck scene
percy trying to intimidate ares lolllll walker scobell did his best to make it look real tho so good for him for not representing it as it was; a lil 12 year old child threatening a wrestler looking god of war
ā€Thanks for the emotional abuse and the cheeseburgersā€ will forever be in the cinema hall of fame
i feel like grover either is going to say the wrong person or heā€™s going to figure out itā€™s luke but somethingā€™s going to stop him from saying it out loud
or heā€™ll say it which causes some angst amongst the team who dont trust him cuz both annabeth and percy worship luke like thereā€™s no tomorrow
RAINBOW?? OHH THEYRE GONNA IRIS MESSAGE LUKE??
LIN MANUEL MIRANDA
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hellooooo! I hope Iā€™m not bothering you but your writing inspires me! I really love your Bakugou fics because you characterize him well. I find myself rereading it over and over, finding details that went through my head the first time lol. Itā€™s so difficult to find genuine Bakugou fics because every time I look through tumblr I sometimes find someā€¦ interesting fics who take Bakugous character and change him dramatically to the point where I donā€™t even recognize him, you know? Idk maybe I think too deeply about these things but itā€™s just something I noticed! But I have deep appreciation for your effort and care to place him in any story and keeping him himself as much as possible!
With that being said, I was wondering how you approach writing? How do you develop your characters?
Iā€™m excited for your fics! Writing reallyyyy takes time and thereā€™s so much thought that goes into it. Iā€™m not a writer but Iā€™m an artist! One day Iā€™d love to draw you something when Iā€™m more confident in my drawing skills. Youā€™re doing great šŸ„ŗ
Omg i have so much to say in response to thisā€¦ i feel like this is gonna be a long ass response and i have just started writing it so omg sorry in advance (edit: IM SO SORRY YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ ALL OF THIS)
Also i was going to put this at the end to respond to things in your ask chronologically but i had no idea Iā€™d write so fucking much on the topic!! But omg i would LOVE to see your art!!!!! Itā€™s so sweet of you to want to draw me something thatā€™s genuinely the sweetest thing in the world it makes me SO emotional omgggggggg pleaseā€¦ā€¦.. no pressure at all but any time you want to share please stop by and do so i would love to see what youā€™re working on
Gonna put a read more because this got ridiculous dlkfkjdsfjdlkjsflkjdfslksdjlfksdj
But omg NO it is absolutely no bother it is very kind of you to say that!!!! I am very glad you think his characterization is solid itā€™s genuinely one of the things i worry about most when writing (not just him, but any character)!!! I think he is such a difficult person to characterize. Youā€™re right there are many many interpretations of him and i think that there is validity to all of them to certain extents because they all draw on aspects of his character that he expresses outwardly. But there is so much inside him that it likeā€¦. Idk i think itā€™s really difficult to get his nuances right. (Not that Iā€™m saying i do all the timeā€”and def not saying that my characterization is like Better Than Others at all itā€™s just the way i interpret him!!!!!)
He is a harder character to develop than others because i feel like you have to be on three levels when you write anything he says or does:
1. What is his gut instinct? His knee-jerk reaction? This is always influenced by things that are harder to control for him, so like anger, frustration, pridefulness, proclivity for violence. From there,
2. You move on to consider where he is in his life/what heā€™s been through and apply that lens to those knee-jerk emotions. So the way i usually write him, heā€™s older, heā€™s been to therapy to some extent lmao, he knows techniques to bite back anger or tamp down frustration, this is going to affect the way he knows he /should/ feel (just found out my Ctrl key isnā€™t working LMAOOOOOOOO so please pretend those are italics) despite the way he /instinctually/ feels. So heā€™s going to apply this the best he can to how he reacts to things. The deeper the gut instinct is, though, the harder it is to cover up, so you measure how much control over his actions he is able to apply depending on how distressed/angry he is.
Okay brief pause before three because this is where the internality ends, and you have to figure this out before you apply it externally. You want to have an idea of what heā€™s feeling /exactly/ before you run it through his thought process and decide how he would express it externally.
3. So then the last part is the external level: whatā€™s actually shown on the page in his dialogue, actions, and body language. So we have a man here who so desperately doesnā€™t want to show his vulnerable emotions to other people. He has an ā€˜imageā€™ that he wants to portray because itā€™s how he wants people to perceive him (strong, unbothered, powerful, he doesnā€™t /need/ anyone because heā€™s /so/ strong and powerful, heā€™s embarrassed when his friends show him love because itā€™s in essence weak to accept/show love so freelyā€”remember the lack of vulnerability hereā€”and heā€™s the best at everything he does, ever, no question). With steps one and two, you have the gut emotion and how he knows the gut emotion should be handled. Now you have to ask: how can he express this and make himself look like the image he so wants to project?
This is fun to play with because, as we know, he often fails at portraying that image. Heā€™s an awkward person. He was never socialized well. When heā€™s not feeling entirely confident and self-assured (think post-fight victory, when heā€™s doing his hero thing that he /knows/ heā€™s good at), heā€™s bad at hiding his more vulnerable emotions. You just have to decide from here how badly he fails at projecting the image/how well the character heā€™s speaking to knows him and can see underneath it.
So example: 1. kirishima and him are walking, kirishima puts an arm around bkgā€™s shoulders, heā€™s embarrassed but does feel the warmth of having his best friend care about him. Gut instinct here is to shove kirishima off because heā€™s embarrassed, but doesnā€™t want to show that heā€™s embarrassed because thatā€™s ā€˜weakā€™ behavior > 2. Knows he shouldnā€™t shove kirishima off of him because heā€™s just innocently expressing affection for bkg because he cares about him, and rejecting that affection so vehemently could potentially hurt kirishimaā€™s feelings > 3. The image dictates he doesnā€™t look ā€˜weakā€™, but his reason dictates that he doesnā€™t hurt kirishimaā€™s feelings. So he rolls his eyes maybe, plays at shoving him offā€”to show that heā€™s not weak, that he doesnā€™t care about people caring about himā€”but lets kirishima keep his arm there because he really does appreciate his best friend caring about him and he never wants to make Kirishima think that bkg is actually angry because of the affection shown to him.
This is a really hasty example lmao i knew if i did anything more specific it would make the ask like six times longer lsdfkjdlskdfjdslkjf but you apply that and then to degrees, peel back how much the image means to him. So in in the dark of morning (hate being like oh look at this part of my fic! But thatā€™s the best way i can use an example i know well) at the beginning when heā€™s driving her to his apartment, heā€™s hurting bc of all mightā€™s health decline, hurting bc of denkiā€™s death. But he canā€™t yet show that vulnerability, so he upholds the image of being a gruff n tough guy who doesnā€™t care about anything at all. But when theyā€™re talking during the gala in front of the picture of all might and heā€™s worried that he could never mean as much to reader as denki meant to her, heā€™s able to claw past his need to project that image and is able to offer a form of vulnerability and openness, but itā€™s tentative and hesitant because heā€™s not used to showing himself as anything other than the image heā€™s created for himself.
God i know that was just how i approach writing bakugou. I am SO sorry it got that long Jesus Christ. I just have a lot to say about it dlksfdlskfjs but essentially thatā€™s how i approach writing all characters to an extent. 1. What do i know about how they would gut react to things 2. What experiences/training/factors of upbringing in their life affect how they know they /should/ act 3. How do they want people to see them and how does this affect the way they finally act/speak/etc. Some characters the steps matter more or less for, but theyā€™re always there somewhat. Like step 3 i think outward perception always shapes actions to an extent, but like. When i write Mina, if sheā€™s just with her friends, step three has absolutely no bearing on what she does and says. Sheā€™s very open and is unapologetic about it. When i wrote wolfwood for this fic i just published step 2 was also barely a factor because even if he knows how he /should/ act, it means very little to him because he doesnā€™t care much about how anyone perceives him (except for reader). Bakugou is harder lmaooooooo he takes all three steps to the MAX and thatā€™s why i think interpretations of him vary so much because thereā€™s so many areas where you can decide that he would react/feel a different way to various external stimuli.
Anyway GOD sorry this is long as HELL but i really wanted to put all my words into thoughts. Thank you SO SO SO much for that askā€¦.. like getting to talk about writing ever is so special to me and the fact that you wanted to know about my process is likeā€¦. Im like omg. So honored to be asked about it and so happy to talk about it. I cropped in my note about sharing your art with me earlier in the post bc this is ridiculously long but SERIOUSLY please share any time!!!!!
If u have read to the end thank u so much for bearing with me as i go absolutely insane sdflkjdslkfjsldkjflkdsjfdkljdslkfjds
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*deep inhale*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHšŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­
Iā€™ll say it. I think this is one of my favorite if not THE favorite sick fic Iā€™ve read thus far, everā€¦and I read a lot of sickfics lol šŸ˜‚.
seriously and genuinly, everything about this last chapter was just so ridiculously good. Tighnaris affection, just him..like him *genuinely* not being bothered by Cyno being sick and all gross and icky, the way he just holds him and comforts himā€¦when he was ROCKING HIM??? HELLO???? BABY BOY?????? I canā€™t. It radiates comfort and safty cuz nari would probably take care of Cyno forever if he needed to, and vice versa and thatā€™s just so- there arenā€™t words for this!!!!- Also when Cyno began to cryā€¦my heart literally sank. Which is just a testament to your writing for one, but also just, he was finally at his breaking point šŸ„ŗ between getting sick and making a mess and hurting Tighnari, plus that wildly high feverā€¦poor poor thing. I love torturing him as much as the next freak but he truly was *going through it* (making me so excited to see more and explore that anxious puker and all the other silly head cannons weā€™ve made for this boy)
I loooooveee the fic ends too šŸ˜­šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ Tighnaris birthday, cyno finally *finally* getting some relief. And just the pure coziness of it all. I feel like this whole vacation will be a story that is shared with their friends upon returning and for many years to come and I love that so much šŸ„ŗ
I believe that nari managed to get by with maybe just a bad cold since he was smart and wore layers, but I also believe Cyno would wait on him hand and foot, doing everything he could to make sure he returned the favor. Although he probably would end up needing to slow down cuz you donā€™t just casually jump from being that sick to 100% in a day. But like whatever, itā€™s a happy ending and they are all okay in the end šŸ„°
SAP TIME
Iā€™m continually so happy to have found this blog and the others who follow and enjoy your work. Being able to find solace amongst like minded folk Sharing a niche interest with so much passion is not something Iā€™d think possible not to long ago. Being able to share and freak out and fixate on stuff is one thing but seeing others around you who feel the same- priceless. I am thankful ā˜ŗļø
100/10 work as always Earthquake, enjoy that breakā€¦. Enjoy All the things, youā€™ve earned it šŸ˜­
I canā€™t wait to see what you do next, and to see Cyno throw up on naris shoes or heizou give him self a concussion or..whatever you write
itā€™ll be fantastic
I don't have words, this whole comment just absolutely made my day šŸ˜­ I am almost emotional reading this, you have no idea how much this means to me
I am so immensely happy you enjoyed the fic as much as you did!! I already had a lot of fun writing it and would never have regretted the time spent on it, but knowing it brought somebody else this much joy just makes it so much more worth it!
I love writing these two boys so, so much, their whole relationship is just so soft and gentle and perfect. I loved writing Tighnari in this fic, pulling out all the stops for his boyfriend. Really showing the through thick and thin part of a relationship šŸ˜­ These two will ALWAYS be there for each other, come what may.
When I first started this fic I didn't plan on pushing Cyno this far, but I really ended up completely breaking him here. I am really sorry, my poor baby boy šŸ˜­
I am so happy you like how the whole thing wrapped up! I thought about the ending a lot before I got to that point. Cyno really deserves to start feeling better. He's definitely got several days of recovery ahead of him, I doubt he's going to feel a 100% for a while. But the worst is over and he can (hopefully) enjoy what is left of their holiday. I wanted to leave it very open ended, but if I think about what will happen next, I definitely imagine Tighnari won't get nearly as sick as Cyno did; like you said he's been bundling up and looking after himself better than Cyno, but I also imagine he'd treat it differently from the start. If he knew Cyno was going to get as sick as he did, he probably would've handled it differently, so I think he'll treat himself differently from the get go. And yes, still sick, but Cyno would 100% want to do everything for him šŸ˜­ Baby don't go overworking yourself too quickly, please.
You have absolutely no idea how much this last segment means to be, I've probably reread it three or four times now and I simply cannot stop smiling. Starting this blog was one of the best decisions I made, even if I was terrified to do it initially. I've had a lot of second thoughts about whether or not it's worth it to put this much time into being a sickfic writer, especially with how niche the topics I enjoy writing are. But trust me when I say every single moment of it has been worth it.
Not only is this the most fun I've had with writing in actual years, but getting to gush about these characters with you guys and being a part of this tiny community, it's immensely special. I want to continue being a part of this for many years to come.
Thank you so, so much again for this lovely message, you absolutely made my day with this. I want to gush more, but I'm also just going to repeat myself, so I will hush now. But seriously, thank you so much.
And thank you to each and every person who read and support my works! You are all awesome!
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lalacliffthorne Ā· 7 months ago
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Hi!
This actually is going to be my first ever message to someone else in tumblr...I hope I'm doing this right... In the 9 years I have been in tumblr I've always been a lurker but I think that this situation deserves for me to be a little bit brave and actually say something!
I discovered your writing around February-March of this year, I think? It was definitely after you took your break and I have to say that it has become a little joy of mine to read in my free time (and not really free, I even read it when class gets too boring).
Starshine has really become THE comfort fic for me. Maybe is the way you write their emotions, maybe it is how despite not having done anything romantic exclusive Rhys and reader are so clearly in love that you can't miss it, maybe it is because the way you write about hope and healing makes you feel lighter, maybe it is a lot of things. I kinda wish that you could see statistics of how many times one of your posts was seen, because if you could you'd see that there is a new view every week. Or twice a week to be honest. That's me enjoying your story, a little bit obsessively, and getting my weekly shot of serotonin.
I am really glad that you decided to come back, that I get to enjoy your writing in a live way, instead of getting here too late to tell you how lovely it is.
Sorry if this got too long and a little bit too emotional, I tend to get a little bit rambly and formal, especially in English!
Thank you for coming back and sharing your writing.
Much love,
A great fan of yours šŸŖ»šŸŒŒ
okay, I've just been sat here for the past few minutes like šŸ„¹šŸ„¹šŸ„¹
first of all, I feel SO blessed and honored that you sent this message?? look at you!! šŸ’•
and then... ah, shit, this made me emotional.
honestly, starshine really just started bc I had this idea about this really lovely and powerful faerie who's just a total sweetheart. and bc I felt like I wanted to give Rhys THE biggest hug possible by written word šŸ˜‚
but as I got into writing it, I was thrown into how much his trauma GOT me. and so it kinda turned into saying all the things that I wished I could've been able to tell him through the pages - and consequently, everyone reading it. because everyone needs to hear these things sometimes, this reminder and assurance. and I wanted to try and adress his trauma in a way that did it justice while also never letting it slip into such angst that it turns hopeless. so I tried giving it these heavy moments that still never lose that spark of hope, as well as those that are just so full of warmth and light, and I feel so incredibly happy that this feeling translates through writing for you. šŸ„¹
got a bit poetic there
I am SO incredibly glad to be back here too, just alone because of wonderful messages like this one. šŸ’ž
(also you have nothing to worry about, this was perfect, and I know all about becoming all rambly in English, so - you're good babes ;))
thank YOU, for reading?? for loving this SO much, which I can't rlly wrap my head around - it means a lot to me that my writing brings you so much joy, truly. šŸ„ŗšŸ’•
SO much love right back to you, mwah
xx Lala āœØļø
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night-market-if Ā· 2 years ago
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Zinnia šŸ„ŗšŸ„ŗ just finished chapter 12 and I have to say I love it. I'm feeling so many things right now that I don't know how to express them all, but I'll try.
I'm so devastated for Milo and MC. The moment Milo realizes the plan didn't go the way it should and it being too late just šŸ˜­ ugh even after all that how can I not love him????
I don't know how you always manage to make things make sense with each new revelation while still making us question what is going on! I feel like I understand him more now and like i don't know him at all, but I suspect that's how Milo likes things to be šŸ˜‚
I still remember finding this blog when you were still writing paper lanterns and thinking to myself that I would read the first chapter when it came out to see if I liked it, and then wait until the night market was complete to start reading. I've been on the internet for too long and read too many wips that ended up being abandoned, so I didn't want to get my hopes up. But when chapter 2 dropped I couldn't help myself lol I'm so glad I didn't wait!
Reading your story each month has been like a warm blanket for me. It's one of my happy places now ā¤ļø Even reading your responses on here brighten ups my day a little bit!
Your characters feel so real that even when I disagree with them (Milo šŸ‘€) I can tell there is a reason why they are the way they are, how their pasts have shaped them, how complicated their emotions are in the face of what's going on.
Sorry for rambling, I don't know if what I'm writing makes sense because I'm still processing this chapter and english is hard šŸ˜‚
Thank you so much for sharing this story with us, I can't wait to see what you have in store for book 2, bit in the meantime I'll be re-reading book 1 every chance I get!
Dropped wips was what I was so afraid of when this started. I knew I would see this through to completion if there was enough interest, but I started getting really worried about writers block. Or what if one of my kids got sick. Or what if something happened that just left me in a creative drop.
Since starting this story, I have gone through some personal things with my family life, have lived on only a Patreon income because my husband had to go on strike for almost three months, been up to my ears in medical bills, wondered how in the hell I was going to feed my kids at the time. We have gotten sick multiple times. We have started homeschooling. We have had breaks in very important friendships. And I just kept writing. It was a point of pride for me. That I was able to do this thing that I've wanted to do for so long, despite feeling sometimes like my world was being held together with Elmers glue. LOL! I don't regret starting this story for an instant. I don't regret the work I've put in either. It has provided me and my family with such a comfort over the last year that I completely understand when you say this story is a warm blanket. I am the author of it, yeah. But I am also a fangirl of these characters too.
Thank you so much for reading this and thank you so much for giving me a chance to prove what this story could be.
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