#to having your sister spy on you and check up on you and spend her entire day finding out what you're trying to do

[moosesarecute]

We named someone else after you

My second fanfic. Sort of a continuation of the last one, but not really. Hope you like it

Contains topics of fertility issues

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“He then tried to fly and catch them,” Rhys told you with the biggest smile on this face. “He just gets cuter and cuter.”

He was explaining everything you missed from the Starfall celebration.

You were seated at your usual spot in the usual cafe for your lunch. Something you two had tried to do every week after you got free from Under the Mountain. It was a time for you to be normal siblings, not the high lord and his spy sister.

“We’re quite sad you two missed it,” your brother said with a glimmer in his eyes. “What is it you do every Starfall anyway?”

Ever since your first year together as mated the two of you had spent the earlier hours of Starfall recreating your first date. A picnic up at the mountains eating food made with your mother’s recipes. Since Azriel had been on a mission until the day of Starfall, you decided to spend the evening of Starfall together instead.

You huffed. “We’ve been doing it over 400 times, if you think we’ll start telling you about it now, you’re terribly mistaken.”

“But Feyre knows! It’s unfair that I don’t.”

It’s true. You had told Feyre a lot about you and Az’s mating bond when she spent some days at the cabin trying to figure out what she wanted to do with her mating bond to your brother. She asked questions, you answered, as long as she never told anyone about it.

Rhys then shifted in his chair and you knew what was coming.

“About what Mor said,” he started.

On Starfall, Mor had dressed you in a beautiful blue, backless gown with slits on both sides. You had asked her about the color that looked suspiciously similar to the colors of your mates siphons, but the female only answered that it was “a total accident”.

The dress was beautiful, but extremely different from what you usually would wear.

When you went down to the rest of your family Cassian had basically yelled when he asked: “who are you trying to impress? Last time I checked your going on to your 475th year as a mated female.”

You of course snapped back asking if he had become too old to see the difference between your and Mor’s clothing style.

Rhys, with a comforting hand on your shoulder, asked Mor why she dressed you. “I want to be an aunt again.” your friend answered with a smile. You had tensed, but luckily for you, your mate had come and saved you from the conversation.

“It’s nothing,” you told Rhys.

“Bullshit, I know you. I felt you get tense,” your brother said and you knew there was no way for you to get away from the conversation. “You don’t want kids?” he said that the same time you started speaking.

“I can’t-“ you stopped. “Wait what?”

“I just wanted you to know that if you don’t want kids, I’m sure Mor would understand. You should just tell her and she shouldn’t bother you about it again. I’m sure you two know that.”

You weren’t sure what you were supposed to say. Of course you wanted kids. You had always wanted to have a few young, winged children to run after. And you have loved being an aunt for Nyx, making you even surer that you wanted to be a mother.

“It’s not that we don’t want kids,” you hesitated.

Lucky for you, your brother knew you better than anyone else, except for Azriel of course. He soon realized what you meant.

“You’re sure?” He just asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I mean, we have been trying, but never succeeded,” you said looking down at your hands, trying not to cry.

Rhys let out a breath. “I’m so sorry, y/n/n. I didn’t know.”

You let out a small laugh. Of course he didn’t know. You and your mate were spies for cauldron’s sake! If you didn’t want anyone to know, no one would know.

“How long have you been trying?”

You looked up and met his worried eyes. He grabbed your hands and was stroking his thumb over yours.

“If you don’t count during Amarantha, neither one of us has taken the potion since our 100th year anniversary.”

315 years.

“Wow,” was all Rhys managed to say. His eyes staring directly into yours.

You removed your hands from his.

“Did Cassian manage to remove the wine stain from the carpet?”

“No, and Feyre is pissed,” Rhys answered, understanding your attempt to change the topic.

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“You never mentioned you would be feeling this bad,” you mate said, holding your hair and stroking your back as you threw up once again.

“I told you it would be like my cycle just lasted four times longer,” you told him back. Your voice groggy.

You were trying a new fertility treatment. You had tried different ones before, but so far nothing worked. This one was particularly bad. After your cycle, you would spend three weeks taking daily potions. The potions didn’t taste too bad, but you would spend the following hours dizzy and nauseous with an aching pain in both your head and stomach.

“I don’t like seeing you like this,” your mate continued. “Your sure you want to keep doing this?”

You had now curled onto his lap. His arms were around your waist and his shadows tried to cool you down.

“I want to give you children,” you just answered, curling deeper into your mate. His comforting smell lowering your symptoms a little and making you tired. “And I want to be a mother.”

“Then I’ll help you through this, but if you change your mind, just tell me, okey?”

You nodded, starting to fall asleep.

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It’s been another year after your treatment and you had lost all hope.

Azriel didn’t blame you, he would never, but you felt awful for not being able to give him and yourself children. But eventually, you started to feel content in your life without mini you’s. You were the best aunt and uncle to Nyx and Cassian and Nesta’s small babe.

This particular day, you had taken Nyx to get ice cream. Your mate had just days before, left for a month long mission at the continent. You had chosen to stay back home in Velaris to help your brother and Feyre dealing with a particularly busy period.

You had just sat down, exhausted, in Rhys office when you felt sick.

“He loves me! You just bribe him with some ice cream and suddenly you become his favorite! If I knew that, I would have done that all a-“

You had to throw up. You stood up and ran to the closest bathroom, Rhys not far behind.

“What’s going…” you threw up, “…on?” Your brother asked holding your hair away from your face.

“Probably just some bad ice cream,” you said.

“So you haven’t been sick before this?” He asked.

“Of course not, I think I would have-“ you started. But then you remembered that you also threw up after eating breakfast yesterday…and the day before that, and also the day before that. And when you first thought about it, you realized your back pain also had been a little worse than usual these days. “I guess I have been sick the last couple of days, but I’m sure it will pass.”

Rhys looked at you with big eyes. He then took three big breaths through his nose, smelling. He then smiled his biggest smile, shook his head and laughed a little. His actions confused you.

“I think you should go to Madja, sweetie,” Rhys said and basically pushed you towards the exit of his house. “And I’ll get Azriel home.”

“What? Why?”

“You can be quite daft sometimes, you know.”

You started to get annoyed, but then you realized it. The throwing up, the low energy, your brother’s smelling. Your violet eyes grew wide.

“Holy shit,” was all you were able to say. Rhys continued laughing.

You walked into Madja’s clinic and she immediately met you at the door to her office.

“Come here, love. Your brother said you were coming.”

With a comforting hand on your back, Madja guided you into the room. Madja had been with you every step of your fertility journey, so you were quite happy she was there for you.

You laid down and Madja started looking and using her powers on your stomach. She tried to stay professional, but a huge smile soon grew on her face.

“You are indeed pregnant, love. A healthy, winged babe. You’re at about eight weeks.”

You were overcome with joy and soon both you and Madja were crying tears of happiness.

You were still in shock when you walked through the doors of your home. In your hand you held a bag with a small newborn onesie in it. You had never been good at surprises, but a onesie was a good start.

You turn around when you heard the door to you cottage open in a rush. Before you could react, your mate’s shadows were swirling around you. Soon your mate’s hands were on your shoulders and his worried eyes met yours.

“You’re okay? Rhys said you threw up and just asked me to come home as fast as possible. Please say you’re okay.”

You immediately forgot all your plans about surprising Azriel and just blurted it out.

“I’m pregnant.”

You’re never going to forget the joy on your mate’s face. He was glowing and so were you.

“You’re not joking, right?” He asked and you let out a laugh while you shook your head.

You then picked up the bag that you had dropped on the floor and took out the onesie.

“A healthy, winged babe at eight weeks,” you whispered and started to cry again.

“You’re incredible,” Azriel answered with a tear running down his cheek.

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Even though Rhys already knew, you wanted to wait a little longer before you told the rest of your family. You were quite sure they already knew, because of how protective Azriel, but also Rhys had been ever since founding out.

You were now 15 weeks along and started to become more and more difficult to hide your pregnancy. To your dismay you also still threw up multiple times a day and Madja was seriously considering putting you on bed rest.

You decided now would be a good time to tell everyone. All of you were at family dinner and you had just finished dinner.

“Now?” You asked your mate in his mind.

“Now,” he answered.

You waited until no one was speaking before you started.

“We have something we wanted to tell you,” you started to speak, taking your mate’s hand in yours. “I’m four months pregnant.”

Everyone was gaping at you.

“Gods! We thought you were dying or something!” Mor exclaimed. “We’ve never seen Azriel and Rhys that protective of you before!”

Before you could answer her, Cassian had pulled you out of your chair and into a bone crushing hug.

“Careful, Cass,” your mate hissed at his brother.

But it was too late, Cassian’s quick movements made you nauseous and you were rushing to the closest bathroom to throw up. Azriel of course followed you.

When you came back to the room you were surrounded by Feyre, Nesta and Mor. You asked: “you thought I was dying?”

“We had started to realize that you perhaps could not have children, so when you suddenly became distant and Az and Rhys looked so worried and distracted, we immediately thought the worst,” Mor explained. “But we’re soooooo happy!”

“Your child will be so cute!” Feyre said.

“And so close in age to our babe!” Nesta said smiling.

After a while, Cassian slowly moved towards you wearing an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry, little one. I’m just so happy you’re finally going to be parents.”

“It’s okay, Cass. You’re forgiven, by me at least.” You gazed towards your mate that still looked very displeased with Cassian.

You walked over to your love and said “our child has the best family” while your hand rested on your stomach.

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The birth had been hard. You were in labor for over 20 hours before you could start to push. You weren’t happy about it, and you grew more irritated by the hour. No less than three times had you kicked your mate out of the delivery room for breathing too loud, stroking your hair too much and asking if you needed something to drink.

But eventually you held your baby boy in your arms. And Azriel held you in his arms.

The moment of peace and happiness only lasted about five minutes, before you started to get worse and worse contractions once more.

You remember feeling scared, annoyed and frustrated when you heard Madja mutter the words “there is another one” to your mate.

Your second babe, a girl, was a lot smaller than her brother, but she also had wings.

“I don’t know how we didn’t see her! She’s a sneaky one.”

With two babes in your mate’s arms and a heart fuller of love than ever before, you finally got some rest.

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After spending two days recovering from the birth, you were finally ready to introduce your babes to your family.

Everyone was in the living room of the River House waiting for you.

You walked in first, carrying your son.

Your family muttered how cute and how beautiful wings your babe had, but your eyes were set on only your brother.

You slowly sat down beside him on the couch and carefully let your son into his arms.

Rhys and Feyre both looked in awe at the boy that even at two days old looked like a copy of his father.

“I want you to meet Rhyland,” you said with a smile. Doing your best not to cry.

However, the second your brother’s wide and teary eyes met yours, you couldn’t hold it back anymore.

No one spoke for a while. Everyone was just enjoying seeing and holding their new family member.

As Cassian handed your son back to you, he said “I can’t believe you named him after Rhys and not me.”

The comment was obviously meant as a joke, but you had hoped he would say something like that. “You can come in now,” you told your mate through his mind.

“That’s because we named someone else after you.”

The door opened and in walked your amazing mate with your tiny daughter in his arms.

“We also wanted you to meet Cassandra,” Azriel said as he showed your daughter to Cassian, not quite ready to let go of her.

“How could you not tell us you were having twins,” Nesta gaped at you.

“We didn’t know,” you simply replied.

When you got home later that evening, Azriel carried both your sleeping babes and put them in their cribs.

“You’re an amazing father,” you told him. “It makes me love you even more, if that’s possible.”

He gave you a small kiss, before he picked you up and carried you to your bed as well.

“I can’t wait to raise them with you,” he said. “My amazing, incredible and beautiful mate.”

[bluespace-writer]

Seat saved for you

◇ Team Fortress characters 7th comic timeline and GenderNeutral!Reader - [platonic,family dynamic]

Your breath puffed in faint clouds, as the sun was slowly hiding behind mountains of snow. You walked through a neighbourhood, gazing at houses decorated on Smissmas with bright lights and other plastic holiday-themed decorations. You hold a small letter addressed specifically to you from your old friend, Scout, or now, Jeremy Willis, who was inviting you to join and celebrate holidays this year. You couldn't show up on previous ones, you worked alongside Miss Pauling, helping her get rid of even the smallest connection mercs ever had with the TF industry. You spend over six years helping them, just so they can live normal lives. After long years of destroying the past, you were happy to enjoy the future.

When you got that letter, you answered, promising to show up.

A cold wind was blowing the at back of your neck, as you slowly raised your hand to knock on doors. You waited, ready for someone to open them, tapping your foot over the wooden porch, in the meantime checking if you had everything on you, soon doors opened, and you couldn't stop smiling knowing you'd get to see them again, after seven years.

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"Oh hey! It's You !" Jeremy opened the door, welcoming you with a wide smile on his face "Get in here, you big dummy"

"Hello there Jeremy! I am late?" You asked.

Fortunately for you, they were just getting started. You put away your coat and presents you brought for others and change your boots, not wanting to dirty the floor with wet shoes. Scout led you to the living room from which loud sounds of laughter were heard. As you walked, you listened to your friend, thanking you for showing up and sticking around for so long. You sparkled with joy at every word he was saying, still in disbelief at how much this loud boy had grown.

"Alright c'mon before this gets embarrassin' " you smirked, knowing it kinda already did.

"Miss Pauling brought us a turkey! But just remember...-"

Both of you stepped into the warm bright light of the room, it blinded you for a moment, but when your eyes adjusted, you saw them all sitting around a large table with a smile on each familiar face. Not the fake one. No. It was the true smile of joy, happiness, freedom, ...of life.

It was something..... that even the most positive words could not describe.

"We couldn't' have done any of this without you."

...you?

You stood there, eyes slowly filling with tears as wide smile showed up on you face. You stared at Scout, who was pointing at saved seat for you, waiting for you to sit down and join them. You walked up to him...and gave him big hug.

"Thank you..." you wishpered, before letting him go.

You sat down, and noticed a man sitting on your left next to you. Was it-

"I see you finally decided to join us"

It was Spy. You tried hard not to freak out, or scream in joy, so you just cracked wide stupid smile.

Everyone started do what they did best, the started to talk loudly, asking you many questions about you job, life, family, everything! You were happy to meet in person their family members, little girl named Tanya was the first one to introduce herself and invited you to play with them. Other kids swarmed you like bee's, wanting all your attention to themselves. So did Pyro, who was holding your arm close to their chest, expressing how much they missed you. Fortunately you were saved by Heavy, who invited you for a drink alongside Medic, Demo, Engi and Sniper. Later Solider pulled you aside to introduce you to his children [with interesting choice of names] and his loving wife Zhanna, who gave you death threat if you try to look at her man in any funny way. At least she gave you strong handshake. Later Heavy's youngest sister Bronislava handed you over some pictures she took, from simple selfies to group photos with men you used to work with but never stop beeing friends with.

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Hours passed but for you it didn't matter. Time was not a thing when you were with them all, enjoying every second of chaotic energy they brought to this room. Scout was more than happy to see how you and his kids bonded, especially after you told them stories about how their father saved your life many times, how they beat up the bad guys and uncovered secrets together. For the little ones it was one check of a fairly tale, but for you it was your past. Then loud booming was heard outside, as sky sparkled with colors.

"Fireworks!" Kids shouted as they run past you, pining their face to the window and watching with aw how sky lights up on many different colors. As kids watched you sneak away, to join the adults in the living room, to take a break. Spy poured some water in your glass, and handed it to you with gentle smile. You took a sip and looked around, memories coming back to you. It was a long time ago.... wasn't it?

Well

This party just like every party will end, but memories from it will stay in your mind, sorry but you won't forget those nine morons in a lonnggggg time ha! Enjoy this party, even if you have to know it will end eventually, because this won't go on forever... but long enough to make fantastic moment that soon you'll be calling memories.

At that moment Scout rased his glass and shouted "Wishing you Merry Smissmas everyone!"

Team shouted with joy as you joined them, with bright smile on your face, feeling lucky to meet this team all those years ago.

[woozvc]

shifts.

(part of my seventeen first love series!) [m.list]

synopsis - working at a 24/7 hypermarket and thinking you're about to get killed is not fun...but the dude you meet is beautiful so hey worth it?

pairing — jeonghan x gn!reader (reader is called pretty once)

genre/s — fluff, jeonghan is a menace, friends older brother troupe if you squint, reader works at a hypermarket late at night

cw— mentions of dark streets and getting followed (but like not really because he thought you were someone else), one direction is mentioned for a second (yes this is a cw), a lot of cursing

w/c - 1k ish

it's 11:03pm when your shift is finally over. it's a quiet friday night, the 24/7 hypermart you're working at is pretty empty which is perfect. most of your shift was spend in just organizing the shelfs and listening to music. that's why you love working here, it's easy money and it's near your house so why not?

“y/n! thank you so much for covering my shift today!”

“hey haein, how was your meeting?”

“um..it was fine haha, I know you like your 11-4am shift more but i had no choice, hope I'm not ruining your saturday”

“it's fine, I was free today anyway”

“let me get changed and you can log out” haein gives you a small smile.

haein is a year younger than you, you first met her when she randomly once ran into the shop at 1am in dire need of ramen. it looked like she was on the verge of tears. that told you enough, she was definitely your type of person.

“is it really that cold or are you dramatic?” haein chuckles looking at your large comically hoodie. you got it matching with her a few weeks ago. she wanted to thank you for putting up with her antics at early hours of the morning. you didn't refuse, a free hoodie is a free hoodie.

“it's December and I'm cold." you give her a glare (affectionate)

"don't leave the store until mark comes in and please dont put your headphones on, if someone walks in your need to greet them” haein gives you a small laugh with a salute and hugs you.

walking through this neighborhood has never been a problem. you know this place like the back of your hand, nothing could go-

“huh?” you turn around. there was something. you swear you felt someone walk behind you.

you look around for a minute, no ones around. that's when you decide to book it. taking a deep breath you start to run and crash into something, or, someone.

“haein chill out why the fuck are you running”

“who the fuck are you??”

you stare at the boy in front of you. long hair, lean frame and beautiful eyes-

“you're not haein.”

“last time i checked no I'm not” you quip back at him. being good looking does not excuse being a bitch.

“oh my god I'm so sorry” he extends his hand out to you which you take and pull yourself up.

“you have the same hoodie as my sister so i thought you were her.. I was planning to scare her so that i could ask why she was out so late I'm really sorry. it's just that usually her shifts ends right now and she takes this street home and”

“jeonghan?”

"you know me?"

it made sense. haein would come in sometimes and rant about her menace of a brother who she loved but sometimes was hard to deal with. for someone who has so much shit talked about him, damn does he look good.

you spend the next 5minutes telling jeonghan about how you know haein, the matching hoodies and why you were leaving the store at her shift time.

“she had a meeting with a club? she's not in any clubs?"

"I don't know I don't interrogate your sister"

“maybe you can” he hands his phone out and you give him a confused look

“put your number in, I'll ask you for sister updates. you can be my spy”

“that's creepy”

“I'm just concerned for her”

“still creepy”

“okay how about you give me your number because I think you're pretty”

you're so glad the street has barely any lights or he would've seen you red as a tomato right now. you quietly take his phone and put your number in, no further words needed.

jeonghan smiles at you and saves your number.

“I'll go meet haein now but I'll text you, you have good taste” and he walks away laughing. you stand there confused. what does he mean by good taste??

you start to walk home when it hits you. he pointed at your bag. a bag with a one direction badge on it that you put on when you were 12 and forgot about it.

“definitely a menace.”

a/n - I'm still on hiatus but I wrote this at 4am when I was sad and needed something to do sorry if it's not my best work :/

[damiansgoodgirll]

can you make hc for the judgment day being super protective over the reader, like she is the baby of the group being younger and everyone is super protective of her

the judgment day x reader (platonic)

the baby of the group

the judgment day knew how to scare people around them but when you joined the group, they all felt a sense of urgency in order to protect you and make you feel safe. as you joined the group you were only nineteen, the youngest of them all and they all wanted to show people around that no one had to mess with you, otherwise they would make people’s lives a living nightmare.

rhea ripley

rhea saw you as a little sister, as you reminded her of her younger sister due to your young age. she loved your bubbly personality, it brought a new vibe to the group that she was loving. she acted more like a big sister kind of protector, always checking on you if you were going out at night, offering to pick you up in case you decided to drink and you couldn’t drive, making sure the clubs or bar you went to were safe and not full of drunk people and always telling you to call her if you found yourself in trouble. she promised herself that she was always going to keep you safe and she wasn’t going to break that promise anytime soon.

finn balor

finn adored you. he adored you from the second you stepped into the judgment day. he was like a mentor to you, always helping you train and teaching you new moves and tricks. he loved spending time with you, due to the huge age difference between the two of you, he loved how you taught him how to use new apps, how you showed him everything that kids your age liked nowadays, new slangs and way of speaking and everytime he tried to speak like you did, he sounded like the cool dad who tried to make a good impression on his daughter’s friends. he saw you like a daughter in some way. he felt the urge to protect you from the world outside sometimes, because to him, you were only a teenage girl who was still learning about the world and he knew how sometimes the world could be cruel with people and he didn’t want you to face the reality, not yet at least. he was a shoulder you could cry on if you needed, he would listen without judging you and that’s why you loved him so much, he showed you a vulnerable side that he wouldn’t show to the other members of the group and you were so grateful you had found someone like finn.

damian priest

damian was your guardian angel. he was the one to make you laugh and smile in case you were sad. he was the one to take you shopping if your friends were busy. he was the one who would stay up all night with you just gossiping about other wrestlers but he also was the one who would kick boys asses in case they would make you cry. he was like rhea, always checking on you if you wanted to stay out late but he had like a sixth sense sometimes and he couldn’t help to “spy” on you. he trusted you, he didn’t trust the boys around you. you caught him in the same bar as you a few times but instead of being mad, you were thankful that someone cared so much about you that would even start spying you. a few guys tried to hit you up and when you politely declined them, they wouldn’t back away and so damian had to intervene. he made sure that those boys would never hit on you ever again. sometimes he even helped you through your hungover, he would let you stay at his place because he didn’t want you to stay alone in case you felt sick. he always made sure you were safe and comfortable and you always reminded him how thankful you were to have him in your life.

dominik mysterio

dom was like the “best friend protective mode” guy. you were at the same age of his sister so he knew how to deal with you. you two went along immediately. you two had a lot in commons and it made it easier to connect with each other. he was funny and he always made you laugh but at the same time he was a great friend, always being there for you if you needed him and you were the first person he told that he was going to propose to his girlfriend. you were there for him the same way he was there for you, always having each other’s back.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hello! I came across your hc's the other day and I love how accurate they are

Can you drop your hc's for tr girls and fem reader who sort of acts like a big sister to them? since none of them have an older sister iirc, I thought it'd be cute! (+ bonus izana iyw? doesn't necessarily have to be romantic ^^)

Thank you, have a great day ∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°

Thanks, glad you like them! This is such a cute idea too! I think they'd all love to have an older sister figure in their lives, it would probably lead to something like this...

Knowing Senju and Emma since you were all kids, you lived near the Sano's and would frequently babysit all the kids there while Shinichiro and Takeomi were busy. With Senju and Emma especially taking a shine to you and calling you big sis.

Years later Emma later introduces you to Hina, with the two of you instantly hitting it off.

Meeting Yuzuha while she's a kid, you were the only one to notice her injuries and ask if she was ok. After that you checked up on her often, usually helping to clean and bandage any injuries she had.

The girls constantly going to you for advice, they trust your word and want your opinions on so many things.

Emma trying to set you up with whichever one of her brothers she thinks is best so you can be her real sister.

You taking the girls for trips, driving them where they want to go.

All of the parents and grandpa Sano loving you, you're just such a good influence

Senju eagerly showing you any new moves she learnt at the gym, she knows you're always happy to see them and usually clap for her.

Trying to give Hina and Emma boy advice (and secretly just going to Takemichi and Draken to give them advice too)

Yuzuha having someone to vent to about her problems, you making her feel not so alone and better about her situation.

Matching outfits or accessories!

You being super overprotective of them, anyone who even dares to look weirdly at them is dead

So many of Kisaki's plans getting ruined by you

Shopping trips together! (You treat them to ice cream at the end after seeing Senju's face light up)

Spending Halloween together, helping Hina and Emma to throw the party they wanted.

Going to any of Yuzuha's archery performances to cheer her on

Being there to offer the girls hugs whenever they need them (Yuzuha and Senju desperately need them)

The girls being a bit protective of you too, especially if a guy tries to hit on you.

You getting heavily involved in the black dragons arc, refusing to let Yuzuha deal with her brother alone.

Going to festivals with Yuzuha and Senju (you guys definitely aren't spying on Hina and Emma with their dates)

And finally, you crying at Hina's wedding. You helped her plan so much of it and did your best to help her with Takemichi over the years. Seeing her finally get her happy ending just makes you so happy for her.

[coquelicoq]

I cannot resist a book ask ♡! I hope you won't mind me being a little greedy, can I ask 3, 6, 20, and 23 please? (Or any of those that strikes your fancy) -☆

3. DNF With Prejudice: Book(s) you didn’t finish on purpose

i think i'm gonna call it on 7 types of ambiguity: a study of its effects on english verse by william empson. i'm in danger though because i just picked it up to see how far i got (176 pages out of 289) and was immediately like this book SEEMS like it could be so interesting though, if only i understood it. but i big-time do not understand it. and i get cranky every time i look at it. so i should probably take that as a sign.

6. Dead Dove Do Not Eat: Book you would recommend to a select audience with a mountain of caveats

gotta be the name of the rose. i originally said i wouldn't recommend it to anyone, but then i ended up giving it to my sister for christmas. mostly because she likes languages and murder mysteries, though i kind of feel like i shouldn't even say that much because it will give people the wrong impression about what the book is actually doing lol. the caveat i gave her is that it's a book you just have to let happen to you. don't try too hard. just let it happen.

20. Did you re-read any books? Were they what you expected?

according to my spreadsheet i reread 22 books, but i think some of these were duplicates because i know i reread the books of the raksura multiple times. and i reread all systems red twice. i don't think i was surprised by any of them, but there were a couple i then got rid of after rereading because i didn't feel like i still needed to be able to reread them whenever the urge overtook me (a main reason to keep a book i have read): i capture the castle, texts from jane eyre, dear emma, harriet the spy, his dark materials.

23. Free space–talk about any book you read in 2024 not otherwise covered

project hail mary (2021) by andy weir was quite enjoyable except i was totally annoyed by the linguistic worldbuilding, which didn't really hang together for me. i am fine when an author of speculative fiction with aliens goes, "and they all use a universal translator because this ain't about that" or whatever, though obviously i love stories that really get into how interspecies communication would work, but i am peeved when an author decides that they're going to dig into it but then has communication work in a totally unrealistic way. idk man either gloss over it (no pun intended) or talk to a linguist??

i remember talking to a scientist friend about his earlier book the martian and she was like "i checked out in the first chapter when he survived being knocked out on mars. unrealistic" and for me that was just part of disbelief suspension because i don't know anything about what it would be like to survive on mars. but as soon as he came for something i do know a little about and decided to spend chapters and chapters being unrealistic about it i was like okay yeah i get it, this is annoying.

2024 book asks

[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Why does everything go wrong at the same time for me? I guess that negativity is contagious? 🫤

I just came home after spending most of the day at Sandra’s, to help her decorating her apartment. Shortly after I arrived, I saw Nico’s cell lying on the table in the living room. He forgot his phone this morning! Since I knew his PIN (The Number of his soccer-jersey shirt, plus once back/reserve.🤨 So sutpid! 🤦‍♀️) I thought I’d take a closer look at it. I checked his phone. Yeah, I know! I was spying on him. 🫤🤷‍♀️And omg, I got totally mad at Nico! I saw that a girl Patricia and another girl Bianca, constantly texted him. Especially on his social media. He never really texted or answered back, after he & I got back together, but the more I.... "researched", I noticed that Nico met that girl Patricia in Italy. THIS fucking summer!!!!!!!! And that Bianca was her sister. So... Nico was messing around with 2 sisters??!!😠Such an ass!! That's why he didn't want to talk about Daniel & me or ask me quuestions, when he came back home 3 weeks ago! Bcs he was hiding who he met in Italy. Jerk! I hated Nico that moment. He kept this shit from me. Somehow I didn’t trust Nico anymore. I mean, sure, we weren’t together this summer and I also slept with Daniel, but he knew about it!!!! Nico wanted me to go back to Daniel, to sort things out with him.

And that’s exactly why I wanted to stay with Daniel 10 weeks ago. I felt like Nico didn’t give a shit about me, like he used to (Philip). Of course, I confronted N. that day! I wanted to know, who that Patricia is and what went on between them? Why is she still texting him?

Nico: I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but we weren’t together. I also knew this thing was gonna make you feel insecure. That’s why I didn’t want to mention it. And honestly? Why do you even care what I did when we were apart? You were with Daniel! You married him and still are, damn it! Besides, I didn’t plan on seeing someone else or anything. I knew her sister. There was something between her and Philip once. And in Italy, I met that girl Patricia, her sister. She worked there during the summer in the hotel. That's all.

Me: What? Philip dated her sister???😲 Aghh... thats-... thats so gross what you and Philip do- or have done. You know damn well what I mean.... I thought with you all this shit was finally over. And I just don’t understand why you kept it from me? How am I supposed to trust you now, when you have to go abroad again?... Agh, you and your fucking soccer! 😩🤦‍♀️

Nico: Are you done?🤨 .... You're not fair!! But anyway. I don't wanna fight! We're so happy babe. ILY, so.... let's just forget this shit. You’re not well rn. You haven’t slept for 3 nights. Something seems to be bothering you. Maybe it would make more sense to talk about that.

Me: You wanna talk about me? Well!! Yk? I keep thinking about Daniel, N.! I just can’t forget him, I want him! 😈... I’ve seen him with someone else and since then, I feel like I'm crazy over him. And you’re no better than Daniel! You hurt me too! Just... fuck off, N.!

Nico: You say I hurt you because you’re mad at Daniel?... That doesn’t really feel good to me either, to hear how much you still want him!! 😠

Me: Then you know how I felt, when I found all those messages you got. Why is she still texting you?

Nico: She wanted to know if I was back in Italy. I told her I’d stay home, with my pregnant girlfriend. I asked her to stop texting me.

Me: I don’t want to talk anymore. I just get sick of imagining what you and Philip are doing and what you two did to me.😠

Nico: I'm getting tired of this!! Don’t overdo it! You force me to get mad.

Me: Shut up, Nico! 😩🤷‍♀️

Nico: Finally divorce Daniel! Either you calm down, or I’ll sort this out my way. If I do, you will do as I tell you! So tell me, babe? Should I take care of your probs again? To make you feel better?

Me: What are you going to do? Are you going to threaten Daniel? Just like you threatened Dominick back then?

Nico: I'm off! 🤦‍♂️😠

Yep. 🤷‍♀️😞

Previous/Next

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Long time, no post.

What did you have for dinner tonight?

Pizza. Jacob went to talk to the Papa John's owner(?) by us to see if he could start sooner.

If you were given a million dollars, what would you spend it on?

Definitely pay off all the debt. Buy a new house for Jake, our kiddos, and I. Buy a house for my parents, so we didn't have to keep living together. Fix our car. Buy Jake a truck. And savings for each of the kiddos.

Have you ever cried in front of your parents over a boyfriend or girlfriend?

I'm sure.

What does your bedroom smell like right now?

Not great - I need to clean it. Pretty sure Nora left a milk cup in there but I can't find it.

Have you ever shaved off your eyebrow before?

I have not.

Do you want to have a boy or girl whenever you have kids?

I have four kids. We have one boy and three girls.

Your pregnant with twins: What do you name them?

I have no idea. I don't want to have anymore kids. Four is more than enough.

Describe your outfit.

Maternity leggings that are now too big and one of Jake's work shirts.

What gigabyte is your memory card?

Don't have one.

What brand is your digital camera?

I just use my phone so I told the camera I did have because we needed the money more.

When was the last time you hung out with your best friend?

A couple weeks ago. Had a baby shower for one of them.

What is a movie you're waiting to see?

I honestly don't even know what's out right now.

Who was the last person to cook something for you?

Whoever made the pizzas from Papa John's.

Do you ever sit and think what if about something?

All the time. It's terrible.

If so, what is it?

So many things. It'd take too long to list but most are bad.

What’s on tv right now?

Jake's playing Rocket League on PS4. I'm waiting until my grandma is allowed to take her meds after I helped my youngest sister do her homework because my mom got pissed at me because she's spying through the ring camera in the dining room and saw I took my 3-year-old and almost 5-month-old up to bed and evidently my grandma then also tried going to bed. And because I didn't feel like fighting my youngest sister about her homework, so I didn't check it.

Do you ever stop and smell the roses?

Not so much.

Where do you download music from?

I use Pandora and Amazon Music.

How many channels do you have on your tv?

Too many. And most of us only use streaming.

What are you most scared of?

Something bad happening to my babies.

If you were given a chance to bring someone back to life, who would you choose?

Justin. He's my cousin that committed suicide.

Do you talk to any of your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend?

Nope.

If so, which one?

None.

What is your mom doing right now?

Probably watching the ring camera and talking shit or complaining to my dad. Because they're in TN right now. And I'm just a big failure that is ruining their vacation and going to make them come home early, which I won't hear the end of for the rest of my life probably. Even though they usually go out of state at least every six months, usually more often. By themselves.

Are you currently listening to music?

Nope.

What is the weather like right now?

45 degrees.

Do you like new music or older music?

Both.

If you could make a law, what would kind of law would you make?

Oof. Where to start with the shit-show that is about to occur in the US in January..

What was the last video game you played?

I don't remember.

What is currently going on in the room you're in right now?

I'm doing this and Jake is playing video games with one of his buddies. I'm about to go to bed when I finish this.

Do you know where your best friend is?

Home. And hospital. My friend in the hospital might be having her baby boy early.

Who was the last person to comment you on Facebook?

I'd have to look but I left my phone upstairs.

What is your display picture of on Facebook?

A picture of Jake, the kiddos, and I from when we went to the apple orchard.

Do you ever sit and think about the past?

Too much. Lately it's been especially bad.

If you could relive any moment in time: what would it be?

Hmm. Has to be one of the times after giving birth to my kids. Like when we went home for the first time. Probably after Olivia since she was our last so we'd have all of our babies.

Are you a talker or a listener?

Listener for sure.

What is one food you will not eat?

I don't do seafood.

Do you eat anything now that you never used to eat?

Lots of stuff. I was super picky before Jacob.

Have you ever kissed the same sex?

On a dare.

When does school start this year?

Whenever I can find a new internship site. Love my life right now.

Do you ever shout for absolutely no reason?

No.

Have you stuck with your new years resolution?

I don't make them.

Do you need to lose any weight right now?

Yeah.

What is something you want right now?

Not have so many extra people living in our house.

Do you hate when you see teachers in stores?

I never cared.

What always puts a smile on your face?

Hugs from my babies. Smiles from them.

Where can I find you on a Saturday night?

At home.

What is the best thing about Sundays?

Nothing really.

What is your music provider (itunes, windows media player)?

Pandora is my preferred if Jake isn't using it. We share his.

How many songs do you have?

A lot.

When was the last time you had a period?

I guess right after I had Olivia if we want to count that. Otherwise it's been over a year.

Why do you think the sky is blue?

Whatever science says..

If you could change the sky to any color, which would you choose?

Maybe a pretty light purple. I don't know. Or just nighttime all the time.

Is there anything wrong with you right now?

My life is a fucking disaster and I feel completely alone. So a lot.

Do you hate when people stare at you?

It makes me uncomfortable, so yes.

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Please may I have a Spy x family scenario of when Anya almost drowned in the sea after she got caught in it in the beach and it took a split second for Yuri to actually scream that she was drowning and a lot quicker for Yuki Briar age 19- she is a year younger than Yuri and she is the youngest of the Briar siblings *you know the rest about her including that she is a SSS lieutenant of a higher rank and she is an assassin nicknamed the posion rose since she uses poisons to kill her targets but she kills her enemies in the same way as Yor if it was too much of a risk and she had a soft spot for cute things and kids certainly fall into the category and she is extremely beautiful and it is obvious why men are so smitten with her married or not and she is immune to posions of different types and she broke Yuri's shoulder blade once and he spent six months in hospital for it which she felt bad for considering her monstrous strength which was impressive and she lives next to her brother and she is a better cook than her sister and she doesn't drink alcohol and stuck with water and she is a kind and polite young woman and she uses various weapons in her assassination missions and she is protective of her family and everything and she worked as a waitress under cover to avoid suspicion and her nickname is Poison Rose* to get up from the chair almost on instant and jump in to rescue her niece..to risk going against the icy shore was dangerous but it was dumb luck that Yuki herself pulled Anya out safely..Anya of course cried because she had been so scared but Yuki was too relieved to be mad when she hugged her..honestly. How would Loid react to Anya almost drowning when he was called into the hospital about Anya's almost drowning incident...Yuki and Yuri had to take her to the hospital just as a precaution to be checked over anyway and Yuki told Yuri to knock it off when he went all sister complex mode on him...Yuki certainly agreed with Loid that it would be the last time that Anya copied her extremely dangerous stunts much to Anya's dismay.

Hi! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like the scenario!

If you missed my earlier post about Yuki Briar you can read about it here; it gives some context on her as a person and her life.

Fandom: Spy x Family

Characters: Anya Forger, Yuri Briar, Loid Forger x Yuki Briar (platonic)

Word Count: 1.1k (1,130 words)

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On a beach day with her brother and niece, Yuki Briar is forced to jump into action. Will everything be okay?

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The sun was shining but the breeze blowing off the waves was cool against Yuki’s skin. She rested back on her hands, gazing out across the water. Anya was splashing around in the shallows, pausing occasionally to stare down at something in the water.

Yuki let out a contented sigh. She didn’t get to relax a whole lot so when she had moments like this, she made the most of it.

“You right there sis?”

Yuki turned to Yuri who was sitting next to her. It was also nice being able to spend time with her brother. They were both so busy these days, it was good to catch up.

“Just enjoying the peace and quiet.”

Yuri nodded at her. “It’s good to spend time with you. And Chihuahua Girl of course.” He turned back to face the water looking for a moment before his face dropped.

Yuki leant towards him. “Yuri? What’s wrong?”

Yuri opened his mouth, no noise coming out. He lifted a shaking hand as his voice suddenly returned. “She’s drowning!”

Yuki felt adrenaline surge through her as she turned back to the water, her eyes scanning frantically for any sign of pink hair.

Nothing.

Anya was nowhere in the shallows, nowhere in the breaking waves.

There! A splash and a glimpse of pink hair out past the breakers, dangerously close to the rocks at the bottom of a nearby cliff.

In an instant Yuki was sprinting down towards the water, tearing off her beach robe as she went. Then she was leaping through the water and diving under the waves.

The water was shockingly cold and Yuki could feel the currents pulling her out. Normally she would swim back into shore with a current this strong but today she thanked it for aiding her in reaching her niece faster. She hoped Yuri was calling an ambulance or at least getting help instead of just panicking . That wouldn’t help anyone.

Looking around, she realised she had already reached the place she had last seen Anya. The current didn’t seem to be pulling on her anymore so she assumed her niece couldn’t be too far away. Yuki ducked her head under the water, opening her eyes against the stinging sea water. Anya was a few metres below her, sinking quickly, eyes closing.

Yuki doubled up and dived down towards her. She could see how close they were to the rocks and she knew she had to reach Anya quickly. Almost drowning was bad enough. Being thrown against rocks would be significantly worse.

As she reached Anya, Yuki wrapped her arms around the young girl and began kicking her legs to resurface.

They burst through the water with a splash and a gasp. Yuki checked the rocks. Still close but now further away. Now that they were out of immediate danger, she turned her attention to Anya. Her eyes were open now and she was spluttering water. Tears were already spilling from her eyes and she clung to Yuki’s side.

Yuki began to swim back towards the shore. She could feel the current working against her now but thanks to her years of training both as an assassin and an SSS lieutenant, she could tell she would make it back to the shore without too much trouble.

“Are you okay Anya?”

Anya was crying openly at this point and Yuki could barely make out what she was saying. “I was so scared! Thank you for saving me!”

When they reached the shore, Yuri was moving around frantically in the shallows. Once Yuki got close enough, he ran forward to help her with Anya.

“Are you okay?” His voice was shaking, “I was so worried!”

Yuki nodded. “We’re both alright. We should get her to the hospital though. Just to check.”

Yuri nodded. “I’ll get the car, you stay here.” And he ran off.

Yuki placed Anya down on her beach towel and sat down next to her. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

Anya nodded, rubbing her eyes. She wasn’t crying as hard anymore but Yuki could tell the girl was still badly shaken by what had happened.

“I’m okay.” Her voice was quiet, “I’m sorry.”

Yuki shook her head. “It’s alright. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“I was trying to be cool like you.”

Yuki was taken aback. “What do you mean?”

“You’re a really good swimmer and I wanted to try and be like you.”

Yuki smiled. “Only do what you can. Being a good swimmer takes time. You can’t rush it.” She frowned, “But I didn’t swim today until I came to get you. How did you know I was a good swimmer?”

Anya squeaked, her eyes wide. “Ah…uh…I…” She laid back on the towel with her arms crossed over her chest like a mummy, “I’m going to rest.”

~

“She’ll be okay.”

Loid sighed in relief. Yuki had called ahead to let him know what had happened and he had appeared out the front of the hospital just as Yuri had pulled up outside. He had joined them in the doctor’s office as he checked over Anya and was there when the doctor had given his final verdict.

“Thank you. Could you give us a moment alone?”

The doctor nodded, getting up from his desk chair and leaving, closing the door behind him. Loid turned to Anya. “You’ve got to be more careful.” His voice was firm but there was clear concern underlying his words, “You can’t try to copy people who are older than you. You can’t do things like that yet.”

Anya nodded. She had tears in her eyes again. “I’m sorry papa. I’ll be more careful next time.”

He sighed again. “It’s alright. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

He got up, holding out a hand to Anya. He turned to Yuki, reaching out a hand. “Thank you for saving her. I don’t know what would have happened if you weren’t there.”

Yuki stood and shook his hand. “Of course. I’m just glad she’s okay as well.”

They walked outside to rejoin Yuri. He had been asked to leave the office earlier for causing a commotion insisting Yuki get checked over as well. He turned to them as they joined him in the hallway.

“Everything okay?”

Loid nodded. “Anya’s okay. She just needs to relax for the rest of the day. I’m leaving work early to take her home.”

“And you?” Yuri turned to Yuki, “You were in the water as well, you really should have gotten checked over. I couldn’t handle it if you weren’t oka-”

“Yuri. Stop.” Yuki rolled her eyes, “I’m fine. I’ve handled worse and been okay.” She realised her mistake as soon as the words had left her mouth.

A moment of silence.

“What do you mean you’ve handled worse?!”

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Chapter 25 why not sure I'll marry you part 11

At 7 o'clock, Hitch and Sprout closed the station. Pipp gave Sprout a friendly farewell, and the prejudiced deputy hesitated before giving her an awkward wave as he headed to his mother's house. After saying farewell, the newlyweds decided to see Sunny to get smoothies before going to Hitch's house for dinner.

When Hitch and Pipp got to Sunny's stand, they saw her getting ready to close up until she saw them coming. Sunny smiled and lifted the metal shade back up. At the same time, Izzy and Zipp were walking over from the direction of Sunny's lighthouse. Finally, Zoom and Thunder came, making sure it didn't look like they were following Hitch and Pipp.

"Evening, Mr. and Mrs. Sheriff," Izzy chirped.

It took a moment for Pipp to get the joke before she giggled, covering her mouth with her hoof.

"Hi, Izzy," she said. "Did you two have fun?"

Izzy blew a raspberry and rolled her eyes as though the answer was obvious.

"Only, like the best time ever!" she exclaimed. "I showed Zipp every single part of Maritime Bay from top to bottom except for the sheriff's station so that Hitch and Pipp could continue spending time together. Zipp even had a lot of fun when I showed her all my unicycling stuff back at home."

"Is that right, Zipp?" Pipp asked.

"Shockingly, yes," Zipp said. "I was initially uncomfortable when she kept showing me where she gets glitter and all the various places where she finds stuff for her projects, but the stuff she creates at the lighthouse is pretty neat. I think you'd really like them, Pipp."

"Really? Well, I totally got to check it out if you recommend it," Pipp said. "Anyway, Sunny, can we trouble you for more smoothies?"

"Absolutely," Sunny chirped. "Although, if you're hoping to get what you got last time, I'm afraid I'm fresh out of oranges and kiwi."

"Since when are you out of oranges and kiwi?" Hitch asked.

"Since ponies found out Princess Pipp Trailblazer is the new gulpathon champion, and that was her drink of choice," Sunny said.

"Aw. And I was hoping to enjoy an orange and kiwi smoothie without chugging it all down," Pipp whined. "It's just like when my favorite taco place in Zephyr Heights was out of my favorite quesadillas because everypony found out about it."

"Hehe. Yeah, I remember that. I think they named that dish after you," Zipp said.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Pipp said. "But enough about that. What else do you got, Sunny? Any recommendations?"

"Hmmm. Well, the Grape Strawberry Splash is a classic, and Blueberry Plum Blast is the best seller," Sunny said. "Actually, I recently created a new flavor called Strawberry Razzle."

"Ooo, Strawberry Razzle. Now, that sounds tasty," Pipp set. "I'll have a large one of that, please."

"Sure thing," Sunny said. "And I assume the usual again, Hitch?"

"You got it," Hitch said.

With a smile, Sunny went inside to make the smoothies. As Hitch and Pipp waited, Zipp glanced at Izzy, who watched Sunny in hopes of placing an order as soon as Hitch paid. Zipp loudly cleared her throat, catching Zoom’s attention, and the two of them moved several feet away from the others before huddling together.

"Report," Zipp commanded.

"Ma'am, the sheriff showed your sister around town and grabbed lunch just as planned. Then, they went into the sheriff's station, and we were unable to investigate further because the only windows in the building are at the front entrance, and they were covered with blinds," Zoom said.

"Eh, it would have been hard to be sneaky if you tried to spy on them through the front entrance without ponies noticing you," Zipp said.

"The most we heard was a high-pitched scream from inside not too long after they went in, but it didn't sound like it came from the princess or the sheriff," Zoom continued.

"What makes you so sure it wasn't either of them?" Zipp asked.

"Well, Your Highness, it sounded more like somepony perfectly impersonating a chicken," Zoom said.

"A chicken? Are you messing with me?" Zipp asked.

"No, ma'am. It really sounded like there was a chicken that got scared and was flailing around the place," Zoom said. "The sheriff did mention having a deputy who is still prejudiced against the unity. Perhaps this Sprout pony was surprised by your sister being there."

"A grown stallion is so scared of a pegasus that he'd sound like a chicken when screaming?" Zipp asked.

"There was nopony else inside, and none of the sheriff's animals are chickens, Your Highness. I can't imagine anypony else screaming," Zoom said before glancing at Thunder and leaning into Zipp's ear. "And between you and me, it's my experience that some stallions are not as courageous as you'd think they would be."

Zipp looked past Zoom to see Thunder looking at the night sky and humming a tune with a bubbly face.

"Fair enough. I'll have to ask Pipp if anything, in particular, happened when I get the chance," Zipp said. "Does Pipp look comfortable around Hitch?"

"Yes, she does," Zoom answered. "She looked like she was having a lot of fun seeing the town when they went looking for a place to grab lunch, and both she and the sheriff were smiling when they left the police station with the deputy. For all intents and purposes, she appears to be very comfortable around the sheriff."

Zipp's body eased up, and the edges of her lips curled slightly at this news. It hardly meant that she was okay with Hitch, but it was a comfort to know that he was carrying out her mother's request to hold on to Pipp's hope for the marriage as best as possible. She turned her head to the newlyweds just as Sunny finished making their smoothies and handed them to Hitch and Pipp. Hitch paid for the smoothies, and Pipp took a sip of hers before her eyes lit up like a flame, and she squealed.

"Oh. My. Dazzle. I think I just discovered my new favorite flavor. This is a million times better than orange kiwi!" Pipp exclaimed.

"I'm glad you like it. Just be careful not to declare this in front of everypony. I don't have all the strawberries in the world, you know," Sunny said.

"No way. I've learned my lesson. This is going to be our little secret. I might even order different smoothies in the future to keep ponies clueless," Pipp said.

"That might be tricky for several reasons, Pipp. Ponies might just order whatever you have, whether it's the same or not," Zipp said. "Anyway, where are you two thinking of grabbing dinner?"

"Actually, Hitch is making me dinner at his place," Pipp said. "He showed me his daily routine when he's on duty, and now he's going to show me his end-of-the-day routine."

Zipp furrowed her brow and she asked, "You two aren't going to be doing that alone. Are you?"

"Of course. Why wouldn't we?" Pipp said.

Zipp bit the bottom of her lip and looked between Pipp and Hitch. Knowing what was on her older sister’s mind, Pipp walked over and guided her away from the others until they were several feet away.

"Zipp, it's fine. There's nothing to worry about," Pipp whispered.

"How do you know? You've never been to a stallion's house before," Zipp said.

"I know, but I'm confident I can trust Hitch to be a decent guy while I'm a guest at his home," Pipp said. "If anything goes sour, I'll call you right away. I promise."

"Don't you think you're being a little too optimistic, Pipp?" Zip asked. "Or have you forgotten about Presto?"

"I haven't forgotten anything," Pipp snarled. "I'm just taking a leap of faith with Hitch. Besides, you're the one who researched him, with all of your info pointing to him being a good guy. Right?"

Zipp flinched and rubbed her front leg with her free with her other front leg.

"Yyyyyyyes, I did do that," she admitted.

"Well, there you go," Pipp said, smirking. "Besides, I'm a grown mare, so I can still choose for myself who I can trust. Not you."

Pipp walked back to Hitch without another word, leaving a stunned Zipp behind. It was shocking enough for Zipp that Pipp had the nerve to call Haven out to convince her to legalize her marriage. At this point, she grew worried about how stubborn her little sister had become since having Hitch marry her in Presto's place. She returned to rejoin the group just as Sunny closed her stand after serving smoothies to Izzy, Zoom, and Thunder. Sunny turned from her stand to see Zipp, and she gasped.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Zipp. I didn't ask if you wanted a smoothie, too," she said.

"It's cool. I'm not thirsty," Zipp said. "You and Izzy about to head home?"

"Sure are. We're making pizza tonight," Sunny said with a grin. "What about you? Where are you staying?"

"Oh, um, I'm just gonna go get a room at a hotel with Zoom and Thunder," Zipp said.

"What?! You shouldn't just stay in a hotel. You're our friend's sister-in-law," Izzy said.

Sunny gasped and said with a grin, "You know what we should do? We should have a sleepover at the lighthouse."

"Oooo, a sleepover. I've never had one before," Thunder said.

"Thunder, we're not here to play around," Zoom rebuked.

"Yeah, she's right. We're here to make sure Pipp is alright while she's spending time with Hitch," Zipp said.

"Oh, come on. Enough with that already. We've told you already that Pipp couldn't be in safer hooves, and I'm pretty sure she knows it, too," Sunny said. "Why, Hitch wouldn't let anything -"

"Sunny, wait," Hitch interrupted, stepping forward. "I'd like to speak for myself this time.

Sunny looked at Hitch, taken aback, before she smiled and backed away, gesturing to Hitch to go ahead with a wave of her hoof. He silently gulped to keep his ears back as he remembered her threat at Zephyr Heights.

"Look, Zipp, you have every right to be suspicious after everything that happened. Were I in your hooves, I would certainly do the same. What Presto did was so unforgivable that I personally don't know how he could live with himself," Hitch began. "That said, I consider myself a pony of honor. I have never looked at a mare the way that would lead me to want to do anything Presto did, and I've never given romance much thought before the wedding. I made an agreement with your mother and a commitment to be a lawfully wedded husband, and I will honor them to whatever end. I do whatever it takes to make sure all ponies are happy, whether I'm the sheriff or not. That's simply the moral code I live by."

Zipp raised an eyebrow, unfazed. Sunny and Izzy grew unsettled while Pipp glared at her sister, demanding her to back off. Zoom took a step forward with her wings half open, ready in case Zipp made a command. Thunder hesitated before he did the same. However, Hitch did not show any hint of nervousness in his stance or how he stared back at Zipp. After a minute, Zipp lowered her eyebrow and smirked in amusement.

"You know, some of that talk about being a husband and stuff sounds very similar to what Presto used to say about his love for Pipp," she said. “Still, all your talk about honor and commitment and trying to make ponies happy does match what I've heard about you, and Pipp seems to be enjoying your company so far. I guess you make enough of a valid point that I'll abide for now. Just don't forget what I told you at the hotel."

"Believe me, Your Highness, you painted a vivid picture," Hitch said.

"Good," Zipp said. "Then I guess sleepover it is."

Izzy squealed and hopped up and down like a little filly while Sunny smiled warmly at Zipp. Thunder opened his mouth to let out a yay of excitement but stopped himself and looked away so Zoom wouldn't notice. Hitch eased up and turned to Pipp, who gave him an impressed smirk, pleased that he talked her sister into leaving them alone.

"Well then, if you will excuse us, my husband has dinner to make," Pipp said.

Sunny smirked and walked over to Hitch.

"By specialty, does she mean just spaghetti and cheese?" She whispered.

"Of course not," Hitch claimed before he looked away hesitantly. "Not just cheese anyway."

"Haha. Sure. You might want to give your royal wife something a little more original and fancy, and then next time, Hitch," Sunny said.

"Hey, the kind I'm making is an old family recipe. You can't get more gourmet than that," Hitch said.

"Hey, you two, quit whispering, and let's get this sleepover started already," Izzy said. "I want to show you guys the methods and rituals of a true unicorn sleepover."

"Rituals of a unicorn sleepover? I'm in," Thunder chirped.

"Thunder," Zoom said in a warning tone before her face softened. "Although, I admit these so-called rituals among unicorns do sound fascinating."

"Then what are we waiting for? To the lighthouse!" Sunny explained.

With that, Sunny and Izzy led Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder to the lighthouse, with Izzy bouncing with glee. Hitch and Pipp watched the group until they were out of sight, and Pipp huffed as they began walking toward Hitch's house.

"Hitch, that was incredible," Pipp said. "I thought Zipp would never leave us be."

"Honestly, I didn't think she would either. I thought she was going to try to have your guards restrain me for talking to the future queen like that or something," Hitch said

"No, I wouldn't let her do that, and even if I couldn't stop her, I could just call Mom, and she would chew Zipp out good," Pipp assured.

"Would that really stop her?" Hitch asked.

Pipp scoffed as though the answer was obvious.

"Everypony in Zephyr Heights knows that I'm mom's favorite. I tell her everything. She always takes my side when Zipp tries to prevent me from doing something I want to do."

"Is that so? Well, then I guess I have one more reason to hope this works out," Hitch said.

Hitch froze in place, and his cheeks grew warm. Pipp stopped walking a couple seconds later as what Hitch said hit her. She turned to Hitch and gave him a kittenish look.

"There's more than one reason, is there?" She asked.

Hitch's cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red, and he stuttered, which only amused Pipp even more. She moved closer to him, making Hitch sweat. He wanted to step back, but he struggled to look away from her flirtatious, spring-bud green eyes. Pipp leaned her head closer to Hitch, and he whimpered until he saw his house past Pipp.

"Uh, hey, we're home," Hitch said, pointing past Pipp with a nervous grin. "I better put our smoothies in the fridge before they completely melt."

The next thing Pipp knew, her smoothie was out of her grasp, and Hitch raced past her like a bunny running from a predator. She turned around to see Hitch unlock the door and go inside, leaving the door opened to let her get in. Pipp glared at where she last saw Hitch with a bitter pout, but then her flirtatious demeanor returned as she walked to the front door.

"And here I thought he'd only be bashful at the wedding," she thought. "It's cute that he has a shy side to him. Too bad Zipp didn't see that. She might have let her guard down a little."

Pipp went inside and closed the door behind her. She went into the living room to explore Hitch's house while Hitch started making dinner in the kitchen. The walls were decorated with framed newspaper articles of Hitch. One was of Hitch after rescuing a foal from being run over by the trolley. Another had a picture of him and several firefighters covered in ash with a building half burned down behind them. A third one had Phillys handing Hitch a certificate for keeping the beach clean.

Pipp smirked as she looked at her husband's accomplishments. She then turned to a wall with pictures of Hitch from when he was younger. She found pictures of his first day in elementary school, losing his first tooth, getting braces, graduating high school, and ultimately his picture of his first day on the job as Sheriff with Sprout next to him as deputy. Finally, Pipp stopped at a picture of Hitch and Sprout as colts and Sunny as a filly in camping clothes with a dark blue stallion wearing spectacles standing behind them. Pipp stared at the photo curiously as she thought the stallion somehow resembled Sunny.

"Sunny's dad."

Pipp turned her head to see Hitch entering the living room wearing an apron that said, "Salute the cook." He looked at the dark blue stallion with a sad but fond smile as he stood beside Pipp.

"This took place a couple of moons before he passed away," Hitch said.

"Were you really close with him?" Pipp asked.

"Er, I don't know about close, but as the father of our childhood friend, he was very friendly to me and Sprout … even if we didn't really deserve it," Hitch said.

"What do you mean?" Pipp asked.

Hitch's smile faded, and he stared deeply into Sunny's father's smiling face as he thought of how best to explain.

"Argyle Starshine was a friendly pony and a devoted father, but when it came to his interests beyond his duties at the lighthouse, he was the…oddball of the community," he said. "He researched ancient Equestria and how earth ponies, unicorns, and pegasi used to live together in harmony. That unicorns used magic to light up the night sky, the pegasi created the weather, and Ancient Equestria was chock-full of strange magical artifacts. Sprout and I were all for hanging out with Sunny even when Phyllis told Sprout not to, but when it came to talking about earth ponies getting along with unicorns and pegasi, we never took Argyle seriously. We thought his research was as ridiculous as saying the sky is green or plaid when everypony else can clearly see that it's blue. Looking back, Argyle was much too forgiving. I wish I had a chance to apologize for how I treated his claims and that he could see all we've accomplished.

Pipp's ears lowered as Hitch hung his head. Then she smiled and nudged his side with her left front knee to catch his attention.

"Hey, no need to beat yourself up like that. We were all blind back then. Literally, every pony who's not Sunny or Izzy would have treated somepony that way. Why, I could see myself having recorded her father making such claims and then posting them online as if it was some crazy conspiracy video to give my fans a good laugh," Pipp said. "The important thing is that his dream came true and that we do all we can to preserve it."

For a moment, Hitch said nothing, making Pipp worried that he didn't hear her. Then he sighed and lifted his head to give her an appreciative smile.

"Yeah, you're right. We should also be very grateful for his determination and for passing down his determination and knowledge to Sunny," Hitch said.

"I totally agree," Pipp chirped before her cheerful demeanor disappeared, and she looked toward the kitchen. "By the way, I think something is bubbling."

Hitch let out a loud, sharp gasp and shouted, "My pasta!" He zoomed back to the kitchen and stirred the pasta until it stopped bubbling. Pipp covered her mouth to hide a giggle before she took out her phone and took a picture of the framed photo of Sunny, Hitch, Sprout, and Argyle. She looked at her phone to check how her photo turned out, and then something clicked in her mind before. With a devious smirk, Pipp began taking pictures of the other framed photos and newspaper clips of Hitch, planning to create an album of pictures of her husband on her gallery app later.

"Anyway, this is a nice place you got here," Pipp said as she took photos.

"Yeah, it's no castle at the top of a mountain, but it's home with paid-off mortgage and everything," Hitch called out from the kitchen.

"Oh, paid off mortgage, you say? Being the sheriff must pay very well," Pipp said.

"It has its benefits," Hitch said. "I prefer to think more about what I do for the community than how much I get paid, but at the same time, who wouldn't like paying off your mortgage?"

"Considering I've never had to worry about stuff like that I'll take your word for it," Pipp said. "Doesn't it ever get lonely, though?"

There was a pause before Hitch came out of the kitchen again, giving Pipp's question some thought.

"I haven't really considered that," he said. "I visit Sunny and Izzy occasionally, but I guess I'm used to living by myself."

"By yourself? No family around?" Pipp asked.

"My grandmother lives on the outskirts of town, but my parents passed away years ago," Hitch said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Pipp said. "I know what it's like to lose a parent. Zipp and I lost our dad when I was very young."

"Yeah? What was he like?" Hitch asked.

"Cheerful," Pipp said plainly. "He loved spending time with Zipp and me, playing with us, making us laugh and sing songs while mom was doing her duties. He married into the royal family, too, you see."

"How about that," Hitch said. "I wonder what he would have thought of me."

"I'm sure he would've liked you…eventually," Pipp said. "He'd have to get to know you before he'd think you're safe to stay married to before we could try to make this work."

"That's fair," Hitch said. "Anyway, the pasta's almost done, so make yourself comfortable on the sofa, and I'll bring it here."

"You don't eat in the dining room?" Pipp asked with her head tilted in confusion.

"Well, I normally eat breakfast there, but I prefer watching TV while I eat, especially since my favorite detective show, Davy Bluecoat: Private Eye, is almost on," Hitch said ecstatically. "Have you done it before?"

"No way. We always eat at the dining table, and Mom often doesn't want me on my phone when we eat together," Pipp said.

"That's what I thought," Hitch said. "In that case, sit back and enjoy how non-royals spend their evening."

Pipp raised her eyebrow, intrigued by how Hitch advertised his plan for the evening. She decided to play along, sitting on the sofa while Hitch went back to the kitchen. As she patiently sat on her plot, she hummed one of her songs to pass the time until she noticed Hitch's TV on the opposite side of the wall. Pipp looked at it with a puzzled face, for, in her eyes, it looked to her like a rectangular brown box with a 24-inch flatscreen inserted through a rectangular hole in the box that fit the screen. Pipp had heard of earth ponies having different-looking TVs before becoming friends with the pegasi, but she had no idea what they looked like. The side of her that loved material things wanted to tell Hitch he needed a new TV, but she decided against it, wanting to be respectful to her host.

After a few minutes, Hitch returned, holding one plate of pasta on his right hoof and balancing a second one on his head. He carefully placed the one he was holding on the coffee table in front of Pipp before he took the one on his head and placed it next to the first plate. Pipp's ears perked up, and her eyes brightened as she saw the spaghetti covered in marinara sauce with mushrooms, onions, asparagus, and lots of Parmesan cheese. Hitch went back to the kitchen for a moment to bring silverware and a loaf of garlic bread wrapped in tin foil and placed them beside the plates. Pipp could feel her mouth watering as she stared at her plate.

"Like what you see?" Hitch asked.

"This looks scrumptious. I didn't think anyone would put asparagus in spaghetti sauce," Pipp said.

"It's an old family recipe," Hitch said before glancing at the clock hanging on the wall. "Anyway, dig in. The show is about to start."

As soon as Hitch said, "Dig in," Pipp took her plate and fork, rolled up a bit of pasta with her fork, and put it in her mouth. Hitch smiled as he watched Pipp instantly enjoy his cooking and made a mental note to boast about it to Sunny. He turned on the TV just as the intro sequence of the title show played. Pipp momentarily looked away from her spaghetti to notice Hitch grinning like a colt excited to watch his Saturday morning cartoons as he ate his dinner. Pipp thought Hitch's demeanor rather strange for a grown stallion but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, concluding that the TV series might just be that good.

After the show's intro played, Davy Bluecoat appeared in his office, leaning on his chair, resting his back hooves on his desk, and flipping a coin. A mare with an unnatural slim figure wearing a glittery red dress entered the office and told Davy that her grandmother's diamonds were missing. Davy began searching all over the city, looking for clues while encountering ponies trying to dispose of him or trying to get to the diamonds before he and the mare could. In the end, the mare tried to betray him after finding the diamonds and discovering that she lied about them belonging to her grandmother. Still, Davy outwitted her, so she and his other enemies were sent to jail, and the diamonds were returned to their rightful owner. When the episode ended, Hitch leaned against the couch and sighed in contentment.

"Boy, that was a great episode," he chirped. "That has to be one of the best mysteries on the show yet."

"Um, are you sure? Cuz if I'm being honest, that didn't look like that wasn't much of a mystery," Pipp said

"What? You're pulling my leg trying to sound impressive," Hitch said.

"The way the mare was looking at him while they were trying to solve the mystery together, it looked super obvious that she wasn't being honest with Davy Bluecoat," Pipp said. "Here, just rewind it, and I'll show you."

"Your Highness, it's a live broadcast. You can't rewind a show," Hitch said. "This isn't one of those streaming services. You are completely at the mercy of what shows or movies they have scheduled to air?"

"What? For real?" Pipp asked, flabbergasted. "How can you be okay with not being able to rewind, fast forward, or pause?"

"I just am," Hitch said, shrugging. "It's not that bad. It can be fun switching channels and seeing what's on. In fact, why don't you give it a try?"

"Excuse me?" Pipp asked.

"You heard me," Hitch said as he held the remote to Pipp. "Just keep switching channels until you find something that interests you. Whatever it is, we'll watch."

Pipp looked at Hitch as though he were a crazy pony. After a moment of hesitating, she took the remote and began flipping channels. The first channel Pipp flipped to was a history channel, which immediately disinterested her. The next one played a reality show about selling antiques. The channel after that played an animal documentary, and the one after that played a cooking show. The more she switched channels, the closer she got to giving up and rebuking Hitch for his lifestyle in terms of media.

Luckily, just when Pipp was about to give up, she switched to the horror channel. Her face lit up, and her wings perked up as she let out an excited gasp with her hooves on her cheeks. Hitch looked at it with unease and his ears hung low as spooky music came from the TV speakers.

"Um, why did you stop here?" he asked with a twitch of fear.

"Because I love spooky stories," Pipp chirped. "They're so fun and thrilling."

Hitch chuckled nervously as he looked back at the TV to see it announcing it was about to start a movie called Them.

"A-a-are you sure you want to watch something like this?" He whimpered. "It looks like they're about to play a film from before earth ponies became friends with unicorn and pegasi again. Horror films back then usually had to do with unicorns or pegasus as the monsters in some form or another."

"Oooo. Really? That sounds even more exciting," Pipp said. "I'd like to see what an earth pony's idea of spookiness they had back then."

Hitch whimpered again and said, "Are you sure? It might come as a little offensive -"

"Hitch, you said we can watch whatever I choose from switching the channels, and I say we're going to watch this," Pipp said.

Hitch gulped and forced a grin, reluctantly complying. A minute later, the film began, and Pipp squealed in delight. The film started with an earth pony couple walking down the street at night. They were smiling and holding hooves, with the mare resting her head against her husband's head. Suddenly, they were approached by a black cloud floating a few feet above the ground with the head of a unicorn with no mouth and glowing grayish-yellow eyes. The couple gasped an alarm, and their fears grew as two more black cloud beings appeared beside them.

The couple tried to run, but the leading cloud figure flipped its head, and a flash of light came from its unicorn horn. With a bang, the stallion broke into cubes and half spiral pieces as though he were made of building blocks. His wife screamed and ran as fast as she could, but not long before she took a wrong turn and found herself in a dead end with the cloud figures behind her. With another flash and a bang, the mare burst into thin, long pieces, making her remains look like a pile of yellow, violet, and rose-red string.

Hitch and Pipp screamed, but Pipp enjoyed the fright. Hitch's gamboge face turned into a lighter shade of yellow, and he grabbed a blanket that was folded on top of the sofa and wrapped it around his body. He wanted to cover his face, but he forced himself to keep watching in a useless attempt to appear tough in front of Pipp. He covered his mouth with the blanket to cover his screams as the unicorn-headed figures continued to attack Earth ponies throughout the film.

Each death was more disturbing than the last. From one pony's head being sucked out of its body to another pony vaporized from the inside, to one of the figures creating a set of pegasi wings on an earth pony's back that flapped on their own, sending him floating all the way to space. It took all of Hitch's willpower not to go back on his word by grabbing the remote and switching channels.

Suddenly, halfway through the movie, he felt something wrapped around him. He squealed at first, afraid it was one of the creatures from the movie. Then he slowly turned his head, and his eyes widened, and his cheeks heated up to find Pipp sitting close to him with her front legs wrapped around him. She looked up and gave him a comforting smile that warmed his heart. Pipp then wrapped one end of Hitch's blanket around herself to move closer to Hitch, her cheeks heating up as she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her legs around Hitch.

Hitch wanted to ask Pipp what she was doing and why, but the words didn't come out of his mouth. He knew she wanted to comfort him, knowing that he was afraid. If Hitch were watching a spooky movie with Sunny or Izzy, they would tease him for being so scared, and yet here was this mare who knew that he was afraid but didn't mind. It was as if Pipp silently told Hitch it was okay to be spooked and that she was there for him.

After a minute of processing would have happened, Hitch smiled and scooted closer to Pipp as they went back to the movie. He still jumped at every scare, but with Pipp at his side, getting scared didn't feel that bad.

The next thing Hitch knew, there was a distant ringing. He opened his eyes to find sunlight shining through the windows, and the TV was still on, playing a different movie on the horror channel, and the dishes were still on the coffee table. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall to discover it was 7 o'clock, and it hit him that the ringing was his alarm clock going off upstairs in his bedroom. Just as he was about to get off the couch, a pink hoof waved before him and bopped him in the nose. The hoof began bopping his nose repeatedly as he heard somepony mutter in their sleep.

"Come on, Bestie. Just five more minutes."

Hitch turned his head to find Pipp asleep, resting her head on his shoulder. His pupils shrunk to the size of grains of sand as he felt Pipp holding him tight as though she was sleeping with a large teddy bear. A part of Hitch wanted to stay wrapped around his blanket with Pipp, but he knew he couldn't fall asleep again with his alarm clock going off even if he didn't have work. He mentally sighed and lightly nudged Pipp with his leg.

"Your Highness. Your Highness, wake up," he whispered.

Pipp whimpered and robotically let go of Hitch. She yawned and stretched with her front legs in the air before turning to Hitch with a drowsy smile.

"Hey," she said. "What's that noise coming from?"

"It's my alarm clock upstairs. It's time for me to get ready for work," Hitch said.

Pipp gave Hitch a confused look with her eyes half open, for in her mind, it was still night time, and they were still watching the movie. She looked past Hitch to see the time on the clock, and her eyes widened. She turned to Hitch and her cheeks grew warm as she looked away from Hitch with an awkward smile.

"Whoops," she said with a bashful giggle. "Guess we didn't finish the movie."

"Guess not," Hitch agreed with a chuckle. "Gotta say, I never thought I'd fall asleep watching a spooky movie before."

"Me neither," Pipp said before she looked away, rubbing her hoof. "I also didn't think that's how we were going to fall asleep together for the first time."

Hitch covered his face with the blanket as his cheeks heated up more. He had initially planned to surrender his bed to Pipp while he slept on the couch, thinking going to sleep together was something to hold off until he and Pipp decided to live together if the relationship went that far. From the corner of Hitch's eye, however, he could see Pipp's cheeks were still a deeper shade of pink as she continued to look away from him. Hitch tilted his head in confusion, finding it odd that the beautiful princess was timid around him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door. Hitch took off the blanket, got off the couch, and headed to the door. He opened the door to find an impatient Zipp glaring at him with her dark blue eyes. Zoom and Thunder stood behind Zipp, giving Hitch stern looks.

"Where is she?" Zipp growled.

"Um, in the living room," Hitch said with a twitch of unease.

Zipp pushed Hitch aside and let herself in as soon as Hitch finished his sentence, with Zoom and Thunder following. They entered the living room just as Pipp got off the couch, and she grunted in irritation.

"Zipp, what are you doing? You can't just barge into somepony's home," Pipp rebuked.

"I'm pretty sure I can when Mom tells us to head home, and you're not answering your phone," Zipp countered as Hitch returned to the living room.

Pipp looked at her sister, confused, and took out her phone. She pressed the power button, but the screen remained blank. Her eyes widened, and she let out a long, dramatic gasp as she realized her phone was out of battery.

"Bestie! Bestie, no!" Pipp squealed as though she were holding a live creature that died.

"Seriously? How could you forget to charge your phone? You never do that," Zipp said.

"I didn't get a chance to. We were having dinner and watching a movie, and then we… kind of dozed off on the couch," Pipp said

Zipp raised an eyebrow until she noticed the blanket on the couch, the dirty dishes and empty smoothie cups on the table, and the TV still on. She sighed, and Zoom and Thunder eased up before the oldest princess turned to Hitch.

"Sorry, Sheriff. I kinda freaked out from instantly getting Pipp's voicemail," Zipp said.

"It's all right. I get it. You're still skeptical about me, and it was your sister and my first night together," Hitch said. "That being said, I must inform you that it is against the law to come into somepony's house without permission, and you have no jurisdiction in Maretime Bay."

"That's fair," Zipp said. "Anyways, we better get going pronto."

"But, what about Bestie?" Pipp whined. "Can't I charge her before we go? And what about breakfast?"

"We grabbed some bagels and coffee for the trip, and you know there's no reception outside of town," Zipp said. "You can charge your phone when we get home."

Pipp pouted, but Zipp gave her an unfazed look. Hitch frowned, wishing Pipp didn't have to go already, then smiled as he walked over to Pipp.

"How about I walk you to the end of the borders of Maritime Bay?" he asked.

Pipp's ears perked up, and she gasped with a grin.

"Yes, please," she said.

Hitch smiled back, and together he, Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder exited the house and began walking down the path to the outskirts of Maritime Bay. Pipp trotted close to Hitch again and glanced at him as they walked. Hitch noticed Pipp giving him another kittenish look and immediately turned his head away. Pipp covered her mouth to hide a giggle, then nuzzled her head against Hitch's. Hitch felt goosebumps all over his body, and he almost tripped on his front hoof, taken aback by the sudden moment of affection. He grinned sheepishly while avoiding eye contact with Pipp, which amused her more.

"He's like a little bunny," Pipp thought. "No, he's like a shy puppy too bashful to be petted. It's so adorable."

Pipp covered her mouth to hide another giggle, feeling like a school filly fawning over the colt she liked. After about 10 minutes, Hitch, Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder were at the blue sign that said, "Now leaving Maritime Bay" out in the field. Pipp pouted again, wishing Hitch could stick around a little longer, then put on another cheerful face as everypony stopped, and she turned to Hitch.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I had fun on our first get-together," Pipp said. "We should see if we can rent that movie sometime to finish it."

Hitch squirmed before forming a grin so Pipp wouldn't notice.

"Y-yes. We should do that," he said. "Also, thank you again for getting through Sprout's thick skull. It may be too optimistic to say, but we made real progress with him.

"My pleasure," Pipp said. "Anyway, I'll text you as soon as we get home, then we can talk about you coming for a visit."

"Looking forward to it. Safe travels," Hitch said.

"Catch ya later, Sheriff," Zipp said.

Zoom and Thunder saluted before they and Zipp turned around and began their long trek back to Zephyr Heights. Pipp took a few steps following them, then stopped momentarily and checked to make sure her sister wasn't looking back. Hitch tilted his head until Pipp turned around, rushed over to him, and firmly kissed his cheek. Hitch stood paralyzed with half of his face beet red as Pipp giggled again, then rushed over to catch up with Zipp and the guards.

Hitch stared at nothing for a few minutes when Pipp, Zipp, Zoom, and Thunder were already half a mile away. When he came to, he waved at Pipp with a goofy smile even though she was too far away. When the pegasi were out of sight, Hitch began walking back to Maritime Bay. He put his hoof on the cheek Pipp kissed and wished she could have stayed longer. Going back to work and filing paperwork was starting to feel less attractive without Pipp there.

"It's going to be a long few days before I can hear from her again," Hitch said to himself with a sad sigh.

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

SEXY, SAPPHIC ROMANTIC SUSPENSE

UnderHerRoof by Allison Temple is here!!

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My name is Gillian and I have three problems:

A fallen tree through the roof of my family’s remote island cottage.

A sister trying to sell said cottage out from under me.

A dead body in the living room. Sadly, it’s not my sister’s.

Actually, make that four problems: my ex, Amanda, just showed up uninvited. Apparently, she’s a spy, undercover to investigate the luxury wine auction hosted by my conniving sister.

We’ve got no connection to the mainland and a murderer on the island, so tonight Amanda and I have three missions:

Find the killer

Stay alive

Escape by sunrise

Actually, make that four missions: Do not fall in love, because apparently Amanda and I are far from over.

Under Her Roof is part of the Accidentally Undercover shared LGBTQ+ romantic suspense series.

About Allison: Allison lives in Toronto with her very patient husband and the world’s cutest team of rescue pets. She tries to split her time between writing, exploring Toronto’s parks, and traveling anywhere that has good wine. Tragically, this leaves no time to clean the house. Find Allison Online: Amazon: 

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Aloha- Daniel is being racist & turned off my power after I paid him rent. I dont feel safe showering here with him screaming at me. Melody said he was violent with her. I told him it's against law to cut power. Would you tell him too? Thanks!

Nitya

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MJ is letting electric know of your hardship. Shut up & turn on electric. Edison said this is violation of law= racism. Cry to someone else faggot.

No. I don't talk to cops. Your dad's bros remember? When you called on Robbers at dead guys next door? They Forgot to look- they were so bust macking on Melody & I. Eon said they pimped us out with cameras. True? He warned Mommies of piggy Trolls. I don't speak to rapists- just witnessed him raping militia camp bros into crime. He's a creep. Sheriff Jeremy Parsons. I'm a reporter you know. Been an editor at 2 magazine and written for dozens of publications. You really should get your head out of your ass & wake up. I disclose all. Journalist of 30 years. Got an issue with my career darling?

Turn on my electric or they could come. It's True. I don't ask them to record my house. It's pitch dark now. No electric.

His attys want to address racism in my business & homes. 40% of California's were sexually discriminated against out of their homes. Tell Martin. Vegas bros get really mad when boys mistreat their little sister. Doesn't go down well with anyone being a mommy hater. Peace.

Would love to roast Parsons if you could let our attys know how gross they were Peeping on us. He's a murderer.

Elon said he'd pay! Shut up! Send Bill to America 1st Legal. He's covering all racism. Call before you get charged on foul play. Connect electric. Gabriel is trying to help you before you fuck up.

Not enough to heat?

We froze with no heat!

How many puppies died waiting for #Cybertruck ?

I'm sleeping in car waiting tonight. My Landlord got manic screaming after spending money on hookers- he forgot to pay electrical bill.

Call us.

FYI: Sent to bff Black belt:

My landlord unplugged electric yesterday. He has $1200 electric bill & paid hooker $300 (who looks like me) to clean his home! He was crying all day! Omg Melody paid $300 last month at Christmas then left him New Years! He finally turned it on after dark but I slept in car anyways. He scared me. He's acting manic screaming everyone out of here. Mikey left with Gemini. It's not mommy friendly. Dogs are freezing! It is pretty cold. Just washing and cleaning after Floods- house still leaks! No heat! He wants $100 more for utilities monthly and also suggested I upgrade to a self sufficient trailer! Does coffee pot, electric blanket, christmas lights & burner cost this much??? I want to upgrade! I need his X gf Melody'ss testimony about IEHP still for America First Legal. Could you send one too? Elon is refunding! So sick of peeps triangulating us into their dramas and lust. I wonder if Daniel Hall Is related to Molly's husband Dr. DREW HALL who treated me after Marine beating? or Chris Hall- the political hooker- whose mom Janet babysat me? He gave Molly a morning after pill SOS. He's sold out. This gaslighting is racist & I had to have my neighbors keep him in check. Melody says he has Syphilis. Wondering if we all do? She appears to be a big pharma spy/hooker from teens in 'hunger games' grooming. Like my kids- how can we hate her? I don't. How do we break chain? Daniel's Step-dad is Obese & lives in Vegas most of time. Adam's pimp contact? Melody said one tenant left because old man wanted to shower with him. I think Daniel is pimped to hookers cuz he's scared of dad. Melody said Daniel beat her out of here so obviously I'm weary. He's a big guy. Prayers! I need to move! Xo

I let my bro & Dr. Sunil know about extortion to get $1200. I'll pay it all when I get KY refunds. Tell Melody to hurry. Did you say Raj at dmv.org tried to bribe y'all? What was Rowen pedophile getaway when Meoldy said you broke her leg about? Truth will set you free. In writing. She's trying to frame you.

He just cut power again. Could you do an intervention please? Thankyou! Xo

30 days is law. Read contract. You're a racist bully. I can go. Refund me and fix this. You owe me. Call America First Legal. They want your testimony. Work.

Well I'll lyk if anyone comes through when my electric is back on!(:

HARD TO DO BUSINESS WITH 9-5 TERRORISM ISNT IT? I let whole legal team know about your tantrum & extortion with shivering puppies etc! Could you put your texts in Google docs and also post on Tumblr for them to analyze? Starving & need to cook! Please dont give them to rescues or kill them. We love puppies! MJ said your mad Charly was raped & thats why you wont let her in warm sauna room with your dogs! Grazie! NITYA

Sent to old landlord Dan:

Aloha! Do you still have my stuff? My landlord is being a dick. I need to move. My place is flooded cold. How are you? Did Danny really die? That really upset me. I hope not. I pray for y'all regardless. Always hope.

Square up for Melody Gray con. @IEHP_healthcare @America1stLegal

Our puppies shivered all week in cold.

My Landlord is cring after spending $1200 on hookers trying to keep up with you. Sheriff Parsons is circling him for pretty gay boy dolly?

@GRIMES_V1 He texted BS all day yesterday for @America1stLegal about Melody Gray.

I had to shit in garden- you are so abusive. Melody will throw your ass into a hospital bro. Karma. Walk the line. Don't F up & blame mom. What's her number? Can she get you? Test for every syphalis there is. Melody admitted you had it. Truth will get you big $$$. You want honest cash & keep dick or not? Physics.

Not sure if I can get out with mud today but I'll walk it & check this afternoon. I think I need to move. Do you have any rentals there? I was paying $300 for leaky trailer off grid here. Thanks!

Excuse me, what's your reason for today's electrical terrorism? Does your friend have her period? Is that why my towel was bloody? Truth. You shit on us everytime you & Melody get PMS & overspend too. You know I don't eat out or spend on heat because I can't afford to. It's OK. You just learn to budget. I can help you for rest of year free- both self sufficient trailers for my family and mommy respect. Your attitude will Felon you.

I am not your C word nor will I ever be. Gross. You're out of line.

Elon wants to refund me for terrorism. $$$ Send in your notes. I don't want to read your diarhea. American First Legal wants every sordid detail of your trafficking stories. You're in luck. Confessions pay commissions. Xo

I'm also sorry if I seem racist against gays. It's just been insane having them steal every man I've been with - now kids. Discrimination against breeders- like Daniel displays- has been my reality. Maybe it's my shitty destiny. Welcome to my 20th+ slumlording. Hope Daniel's kickbacks made it all worthwhile tho. He's on suicide watch around here. We all thought it was him when gunshots went off at neighbors. TG he survived thus far. I am trying to be supportive & stay out of it. He sends senseless hate texts all day to gaslight me. Why? For an electric bill because his room is a sauna for male pets only? He asked me not to sit there when hes not home after he desserted pets most of weekend and had asked for my assistance! Puppies are shivering. I wish Mikey was here still to save them too, like Gemini. Or Melody. She wanted Gemini but he plays politics w/ pets wars too. ): We're all disturbed.

Do you know how many gays tried to recruit me for politics post divorce? Military + 1000's. It's a Fidelity marriage faith I honor. Vows: word: i write. I don't judge. But a little respect from Divorce courts would've been appreciated. It's been hard. Always hoping latest atty will work fidicuary duty to moms & kids. It's an uphill battle alone. I was hoping you could help- as moms. We're all in it together. Moms are a Tribe. Xo

Your pappa came home & understands laws. You're in violation of code with landlord laws once again. Turn on electric. I'm leaving town for a bit to get work/custody done. Not into your drama. Work for your money & tell truth if you want my honest bucks. Lol Not into faggot bullies at all. Encinitasbeachhome.com not down with your BS as a national association realtor. I'll let them know. 40% raped because of spoiled brats like you making a sauna for boy pets. Ew. 30 days Martin confirmed I'm safe. Leave me alone. Grazie. NITYA

Martin was apologetic for Daniel's snotty behavior. Unfortunately this is how divorced enablers spoil children - please teach our kids better. We all agree Daniel is a shit uncle & example for our kids right now. Please protect them. I'll try to get us all refunds- if you were also prejudice against in home & work? This is unfortunately normal for me. Landlords want to f me, their gfs try & when I'm not down they rage. Gross. So unattractive!

It'll work out. Mother Nature wins. Hands down. I'm just an innocent catalyst for highest good. Stay safe! Peace & all love! @elonmuskdaily @elonmuskfanslounge @elonmuskfans @elonmuskparody @elon-daddy @teslamotorsblog @teslamodel3 @americafirst-blog

Xo Mom

[smizzy]

Wednesday relationship hc's

Omar lemme tell u sumn...go home n get the gun GO HOME! RUN!

me casa su casaaaaa babyyyy

which meansss she steals things from you when you come over to her dorm and leave without remembering to grab it when leaving

So she keeps them in a little spot for you though you don't know she has everything there.

If you're lucky you can choose her -possible- ootd

She doesn't like doing things..unless she's doin em with you

if you're dorm is across the whole school then you're going home with her no excuses

she wouldn't want bae getting in trouble with ms. Thornhill

would never join you in dancing and singing around the dorm room but it makes her heart swell nonetheless

Uncle fester and the whole family love you like their own

She lovvvvveeeeesssss showing you her cello skills and if you asked (kissed) her nicely she'd play you a piece

You two go everywhere together and if you cant, she's negotiating with Weems

She doesn't use tiktok only watching when you're watching on your phone

Some days when she's out investigating she can't help but think what you’re up to if you're not around and trying to plan sumn out with you after she's done.

Hates pictures but when she sees you, taking out your phone capturing the love of your life in many places you've visited together..

she posin like her last name hadid

You to Wednesday is more than just her s/o her world, her love, her soul and more..

She's never understood why her parents love, talk, kiss, hold, look, even talk about each other in the way they did, until she met you of course

Always observing you 25/8; burns, cuts, scrapes nd once she sees em she gettin to work

she absolutely adores your piercings (tongue/nose hoop got eem simpin)

she's wrote about you b4 many many times jlyk

Arts and crafts Friday

even tho she deeply resent every Friday she likes spending time with you

obsessed wit ya fr

You learned how to do acrylics from your sister and now you wanna try on her even though yk she don't like things bothering her

especially when she's writing

she'll still get them tho 🤷

you're are basically her guardian angel and she already knows that but would she tell you?

no

looks over you in many ways; doing your homework, making sure you drink water, checking up on you if you're sick, making Thing spy on you if you're out with friends

why would you even ditch her in the first place-

Hating affection but once you say 'i love you' she's all over you nd you betta have nothing on your schedule today cus you're staying with her in her bed

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Yelena’s sibling and dating Kate Bishop

Kate Bishop x Belova!reader

warnings: minor hawkeye spoilers

a/n: so i mean i did some age math and it was just easier to make it so reader is more of yelena’s adoptive sibling than apart of the ohio household

prompt: anonymous: “Hey could I request headccannos for kate dating yelna and natasha sibling?”

you met her on your revenge mission with yelena, doing anything for your sister

but you weren’t expecting to meet anyone, especially not her

“hi, kate bishop! you’re cute” -you

“business first, y/n” -yelena

“should i be flattered or afraid?” -kate

“see, y/n? you are confusing her” -yelena

kate was very intimidated by your staring

but you were just super happy to look at her

and when she started asking questions about why you and your sister were there, you had something to say

“barton killed a fellow widow. and that widow happens to be my sister’s sister, and technically that makes her my sister, too. we don’t take kindly to that” -you

“y/n is right, we are not happy with barton and now we are going to kill him” -yelena like :)

you slipped kate a burner phone and whispered

“call me” -you, doing this hand sign 🤙

yelena thought your crush on her was cute

and you had no shame in it at all

she thought kate was a “nice little girl” for you, but the mission cane first

“you ever hear the phrase ‘conflict of interest?’” -yelena

“dont worry, i’m a professional” -you

when yelena went after clint, you kept kate busy and shamelessly flirted

“after this, we should definitely go get coffee…or drinks” -you

“could you stop your sister…” *swing* “from…” *kick* “trying to kill…” *knife* “my mentor?” -kate

“darling, you can’t stop a widow” -you, winking

checking if she was okay when the TSM pulled up and hit her

teaming up to take them down

where she actually finally admitted she liked you back

“that doesn’t change the fact that you’re terrifying” -kate

“i have that affect on people” -you

being very open while you are ruthlessly beating up guys in tracksuits

“i’d really like to kiss you, honestly” -you

“are you into fighting or something?” -kate

“it’s quite possible” -you

settling your mark in NYC and deciding to extend your “sabbatical” to spend some time with your “new friend”

which yelena approved of, but said that if kate wants to get on her good side she should be her new york tour guide

(you got a tour too it was a bonding moment for you all)

“i will check in on you, believe me, but go on, go have your fun” -yelena

you and kate actually got to hang out without engaging in hand to hand combat!

“this is…this is great” -kate

“what is?” -you

“us being together without an impending sense of doom” -kate

you thought she was very funny

offering to help her fix up her apartment

“well, we’ll need a place to stay!” -you

“you sure move fast” -kate, a bit delighted (she needed the company)

“i am speed” -you

doing target practice with her

she taught you archery (standing behind you and holding your arms)

you lied and told her you did not know archery but it’s okay she loved it

“if you make the bullseye, i’ll give you a kiss” -kate

“incentives? oh, that’s cute!” -you, moments before landing an arrow in the center of the target “i guess i’m a natural”

going to thrift stores and trying out new furniture

“i like this one! do you like it?” -you, bouncing up and down on a couch

“i love it! i can see it now, watching a movie, eating ice cream…cuddling” -kate

“yes! let’s do that tonight” -you

gossiping about all the foes you’ve gone up against

and telling her about your time in the red room

kate knew that was bad but she still found you to be a super cool super spy

and you liked that she stopped being scared of you

she was grateful to have you and your company after her hard times, losing the last bit of her family and all

and you were grateful to find more family!

but u totally missed yelena and she missed you back a ton

“hi, yelenaaaa!” -you on the phone

“hi, y/nnnnn!” -yelena putting you on speaker while she looks through the scope of a sniper

“whatcha doing?” -you

“oh, not much. doing some sightseeing” -yelena

*gunshot*

“oh, i wonder what she’s looking at!” -you

“a dead body?” -kate

“y/n, i have to go but i love youuuuu” -yelena

cant forget about clint tho

it took some time but he came around

you reminded him of natasha

“has y/n tried to kill you at all recently?” -clint

“only in—” *elbowed by kate* “i mean, no! i would never! i have never!” -you

clint invites u to family dinners

the kids were obsessed with you

“can you teach me some fighting moves?” -lila

“me too!” -nathaniel

“ask your parents for permission first and if they say ‘no’ i will definitely do it” -you

when you start working again, kate misses you tons, but you make an effort to surprise her

you send postcards, facetime when you can, bring home gifts, shower her with affection, tell stories, send goofy pictures, make lists of what you’ll do together when you come back

you make the effort

she always throws mini surprise parties when you come home

which are no longer surprising but you play the part well

“oh my gosh, i had no idea you were throwing a welcome home party for me! i am so surprised!” -you

“shush and give me a kiss, please” -kate

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[buckys-bitchhh]

Okayy Request #2 lol sorry

Can I request a TFATWS!Bucky x Reader where reader is Steve’s sister and she is Bucky’s wife (she’s also a supersoldier) and when their son Steve who is 3-5 years old wants to do something dangerous, reader says no but Bucky goes behind her back and little steve gets hurt doing it and goes to the hospital (broken bone) and when they get home reader gives Bucky silent treatment. Angst with fluffy ending💝

Prompts #59 and #67

hiii bestie thank you again for sending sooo many great requests! I feel like I say this with all of them but I really love these two prompts paired together! Once again, any feedback would be greatly appreciated (:

im sorry this took me literally 3 or 4 months to writing! But here it is now and I truly hope everyone who reads it, enjoys it!

☝🏼lastly do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. minors and ageless blogs do not interact with my blog or my fics. 18+ only.

Good Cop, Bad Cop

Word count: 3.3k+

Prompt #59: stop ignoring me. Its driving me crazy."

Prompt #67: "please don't give me the silent treatment, I need to hear your voice."

Steve Rogers was never a topic to avoid or brush over in your household. You and Bucky have always made sure your son remembered his Uncle Steve, your brother. A little over 4 years ago you and Bucky had your son and named him Steven Greyson Barnes. Little Steve did get to meet his uncle and I think we can all guess who his favorite Avenger was. He loved spending time with his uncle whether it was playing Baseball in the yard or sitting down together to sketch. But after they defeated Thanos, Steve had to go into hiding which meant you and Bucky were trying to find the right time to re-introduce them. When Little Steve asks about your brother and when Uncle Steve is coming back, you both look at him and tell him that Uncle Steve is doing an important mission on the moon.

So, when Steve passed down the shield to Sam, your little boy was beyond excited his entire family was superheroes.

Sam ended up inviting all of you to come to Louisiana, so you and your little family made the road trip down there. Was the drive long? yes. But let's be honest, if you took a plane Bucky would have set off the alarms while going through TSA and you knew that would draw unwanted attention. Besides, you would get to cherish the memories of a road trip, butttt keeping a five-year old entertained was harder than you thought. Movies worked for a bit but with movies comes snacks, and with snacks comes drinks, and with drinks means more bathroom breaks. So, then you resorted to I Spy and Disney sing-a-longs, even getting Bucky to sing a few. Once that stopped working Little Steve was getting antsy.

“Mama are we there yet?” He would ask.

“Uh we have a few more hours Bub, you ok?” You ask looking back and checking on him.

“I need to go potty.” He replies as Bucky parks the car at a rest stop.

“Alright, you and Mama head to the bathrooms and I’ll grab more snacks?” Bucky asks turning to the both of you.

“M&MS PLEASE!” Little Steve all but yells out excitedly, bringing small smiles to the both of your faces.

“Can you just grab some chips, please” You ask before giving him a small kiss and then getting out of the car.

“Whatever you want Mama Bear.” He says watching you help Little Steve out of the car.

You all handle your business and meet back up at the car. Little Steve running right into his dad’s arms and Bucky scoops him right up. You looked at your son and saw he was the perfect mix of you and Bucky.

Bucky is putting Little Steve back into the car as you go into the trunk to grab a blanket for him, hoping he would fall asleep for a bit. You go to get into the driver's seat until someone stops you.

“And what do you think you’re doing Mrs. Barnes?” Bucky asks you.

“I’m driving Mr. Barnes” you say with a smirk. You love your husband and how much of a gentleman he is, but he needed rest and you knew he wasn’t going to take it.

“No, you’re not.” He replies.

“Hun, you need sleep, or at least take a nap.” You answer not moving from your spot. He goes to speak up, but you cut him off and he then narrows his eyes at you.

“Buck it’s a 20-hour drive and you barely slept last night.” You say as he gives you a questioning look. “You were tossing and turning last night.” You add as he wraps his arms around your waist. He kisses your forehead and apologizes for keeping you awake.

“Bub you know it doesn’t bother me; it lets me know my old man didn’t croak in his sleep.” You reply giggling and push him towards the passenger side of the car.

“You asshole..” He mumbles while smiling.

You get into the car and hand Little Stevie the blanket but as you’re about to put the car into reverse you hear him speak up.

“Papa can you sit back here with me?” He asks with a little yawn.

“I’d love to buddy!” Bucky says has he switches from the passenger seat to the backseat. After everyone settles in, Bucky puts on a movie for Little Stevie, and you get back on the road. They were talking for a little while but after about an hour it got really quiet. You looked in the rearview mirror and you swore your heart was going to melt. Your boys were fast asleep, Bucky leaning against the car seat while holding Little Stevie’s hand.

You made sure no one was in front of you or next to you on the road before quickly snapping a picture of the two.

***

You drove for about 5 more hours and the boys slept the entire time up until a few minutes ago. You heard whimpering from the backseat and when you checked the rearview mirror you saw Little Stevie with tears in his eyes. Bucky tried calming him down, but more tears just fell down his face. Luckily there happened to be another rest stop so you pulled in and as soon as you put the car in park, you jumped out. One of the things your boys had in common? Nightmares. Bucky got out of the car to stand near the door, and you unbuckled Little Stevie and pulled him into your lap. You rubbed his head as Bucky rubbed his back trying to calm him down.

After about 10 minutes you both finally got him to calm down, but you figured it was a bad one because as soon as you moved to get out of the car, he clung onto you tighter. With Bucky’s help you somehow managed to get out of the car with Little Stevie in your arms.

“Hey Bub, I’m going to give you to Papa ok? Mama has to go to the bathroom, but I’ll be out here as soon as you come out ok?” You say handing him over to Bucky. He whimpers but clings onto Bucky. You all go your separate ways, but you make sure to be back at the car before they are, just like you promised. You put him back in his car seat but hold his hand as you turn to Bucky, and he pulls you in for a hug.

“Are you ok to drive the rest of the way?” You ask looking up at him.

“Of course, love, it’s only a few more hours.” Bucky replies as he lets you go. You let go of Stevie’s hand to close the door and get in on the other side. Bucky follows you around the car and opens the back door for you.

***

By the time you pulled into Sam’s driveway, Little Stevie was back to his old self and swinging his legs excitedly. Bucky parked while you unbuckled and let your son out of his car seat. You both exited the car to Sam, Sarah and the boys making their way outside. Little Steve ran straight into Sam’s arms while Aj, and Cass ran straight to you. Everyone greets each other before making your way into the house. The boys went to go play in the other room, you and Sarah caught up in the kitchen, Sam helped Bucky unload the car and moved everything into the guest house. It wasn’t huge but you didn’t mind, it was actually quite cozy, it was more of a mother-in-law suite, but it was perfect for you and your little family.

The rest of the night was very chill, you helped Sarah make dinner and later on in the night you all went outside to have a small bonfire.

***

The next few days were going well, Bucky was helping Sam with something on the boat and the boys hung out on the dock with them.

The little ones were all taking turns holding the shield when you and Sara came down to bring them lunch. Little Steve was trying to hold the big shield in his tiny hands, barely being able to lift.

“Look mommy I’m like Uncle Steve!” He says with a big smile.

“Aw Bub you look so cool! But why don’t you put it down, I don’t want you to get hurt.” You reply trying not to break his little heart. Aj extends his hands and waits for Stevie to hand it to him, which he does while pouting. Cass tried to distract him with other things on the boat.

Hearing other voices, Sam and Bucky come onto the side of the boat that faces the dock.

“Of course, you two come out as soon as you smell food.” Sara says teasing.

“Excuse me, we are working real hard trying to catch tonight’s dinner.” Sam answers sassily.

“No offense Sam but I think that requires you to take the boat away from the dock and a little farther into the ocean.” You butt in and Sara is trying to hold back her laugh.

“Wow, all the hard work we are putting in and look how underappreciated we are.” Bucky replies sarcastically as you raise your eyebrow at him.

“Oh really? It seems like we brought too much food. Sara didn’t you say there was a rather good-looking man who owns a boat a little farther down?” You ask turning to Sara.

“You know what, you’re right!” Sara says going along with you and then pulls you in the other direction.

“Pump your breaks.” You hear Sam call out, stopping you and Sara stop where you are trying to not laugh.

“Alright alright! C’mon boys time for lunch!” You call out to the kids as you set out the plates for them.

Cass and Aj came over first and you noticed Little Stevie hanging back while looking at the shield.

“Stevie, c’mon bud! leave it alone and come eat.” You say as you watch him come over with a heavy sigh.

Bucky watched and looked over confused but didn’t want to question anything in front of the boys. After lunch the kids went back to playing at the front of the boat and Sam went to show Sara something down near the engine.

“What was that?” Bucky asked and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“What was what?” You also ask as you wrap your arm around his torso.

“You wouldn’t let Stevie touch the shield.” He says.

“Oh. Yea well he was playing with it earlier and he was barely lifting it, I don’t want him to get hurt.” You answer looking up at him.

“Mama that’s how he learns, even though we both want to, we can’t protect him from everything.” Bucky replies pulling you closer to him.

“I know I know it’s just.. maybe in a year or two we can show it to him again.” You answer laying your head on his shoulder. Bucky didn’t really say anything afterwards both of you enjoying the time in each other’s arms.

Until out of the corner of your eye, you see a small tug on Sam’s line and then you see it again and again before lightly tapping Bucky on the chest. Bucky then calls out to Sam to get back out here on the deck.

**

Later on, and after Sam pulled his line from the water only to find a small fish on the line, you and Sara were just chatting on the back of the boat. Little to your knowledge Bucky was talking to Little Stevie. Watching Little Stevie look at the shield with sad eyes, Bucky couldn’t take it anymore. He pulls Little Stevie to the side and kneels down.

“So, Bubba, why don’t you take the shield to the front of the boat! It will be our little secret.” Bucky says holding out his pinky finger. Little Stevie squeals before wrapping his little pinky finger around his dads.

Little did anyone know things were about to take a turn for the worst.

Cass and Aj were confused because they remember earlier you said no but it didn’t take long for them to go back to fishing when small tugs were felt on their fishing pole.

Little Stevie managed to keep the Shield out of your sight, but you could see him running back and forth. You could hear him making noises and would turn every few seconds to check on him.

Stevie was getting tired and with his arms in the arm holders of the shield he tried to lower it as he was walking. But he tripped over the bottom of the shield and when he fell, his arm twisted the opposite way.

You heard the thump and Sara stopped mid-sentence. You turned in his direction to not see him anywhere and you got up. Not even a second later you heard him wail and start to cry. Everyone rushing over and once you got to him, your heart shattered.

Your poor baby laid out on the ground, tears running down his face, and his arm twisted at an angle it shouldn’t be.

Sara took Cass and Aj onto the other side of the boat to give everyone space.

Fighting back your own tears you sit down near his head and start running your fingers through his hair. You turn to Sam and Bucky for them to already be bent down trying to remove his arm from the Shield with minimal amounts of pain.

“Mama!!” Little Steve yells wanting to be in your arms.

“Your okay baby, Mama is here. Papa and Uncle Sam are going to try to help you alright? Just keep looking at Mama, Bub.” You say as his eyes kept bouncing from yours to the men trying to maneuver his arm.

“Buck any way we try to move his arm it is going to hurt him. Y/n you keep him focused on you, Buck try to hold him down, and I’ll get his arm out of the Shield.” Sam says trying to get his arm out as soon as possible so you all could get to the hospital.

You look up at Bucky and he had this look in his eyes that you couldn’t understand. You were about to ask him when Sam counted down and everyone did their own jobs.

**

Finally in the car, Stevie hadn’t stopped crying and refused to leave your lap. You put the seatbelt around the both of you and tried to calm him down.

“Hey Bubba, can you tell me what happened?” You see Bucky snap his neck in the direction of the two of you.

“B-but I p-pinky promised Papa.” Little Stevie said in between tears.

“Stevie, you gotta tell Mama, Papa won’t be mad.” You answered and looked up at Bucky, but he had his head in his hands.

“A-after you s-say no, P-pa-pa say I can p-play with the shield.” Little Steve says hiccupping.

“He say it’s o-our secret” He adds on as more tears fall down his face.

“Hey it’s okay, it’s okay! Mama isn’t mad. Did you fall and twist your arm?” You ask still looking in Bucky’s direction as he wouldn’t make eye contact.

“Yea the s-shield was heavy.” He says in between sniffles.

You guys pulled into the front of the hospital and got out as Sam went to go park. Little Stevie wanted his Papa so you both switched.

“Sugar..” He looked at you like a kicked puppy.

“No” You reply as you did not want to fight in front of your son and with his arm being broken, you needed to get inside and get inside fast. You turn and walk through the entrance and straight to the front desk.

You filled out paperwork and then they took Stevie back to get X-rays as you and Bucky were waiting in the Pediatric Waiting Room.

You sat there looking straight ahead and bouncing your leg while fighting back tears. Bucky was doing the same except he was looking straight at you.

“Doll..”

“Sugar..”

“…Darling..”

“..Honey..” Bucky tries for the last time as his voice cracks.

“Please don’t give me the silent treatment, I need to hear your voice.” Bucky whispers.

You never liked to talk things out when you were anger, you did not want to say things you did not mean.

Bucky then grabs your hand within his and you let out a shaky breath. You look at him before getting up and heading to the vending machines.

You barely made it over there before you started bawling. You felt like it was your fault your son was hurt. You thought maybe if you paid more attention to him you wouldn’t be in this situation. But with Bucky going behind your back like that, it hurt.

One part of you was hurt your husband would go behind your back and undermine you, and the other part felt like you always played good cop, bad cop.

You constantly being the bad cop, and Bucky being the good cop.

You wipe your eyes as you hear someone clear their throat. You turn to see Bucky waiting down the hall waiting outside a door, as the nurse notified you that Steve was in a room and the doctor would be in there shortly.

You didn’t look at Bucky as you approached the door until you felt him grab your arm to stop you.

“Y/n, I’m sorry! I didn’t think he would get hurt; I wasn’t trying to get him to lie to you.” Bucky says looking into your eyes. You couldn’t find the words to say without tears welling up in your eyes again and quite frankly you didn’t want to argue in the middle of the hospital.

You look away from your husband before opening the door to go check on your son. Bucky wiped the tears that fell down his face and then follows you inside.

The doctor came in and showed you where Stevie’s arm was broken, and he would need a cast. Stevie sat on your lap as Bucky and Sam tried to distract him as the cast was being put on.

After it was finish, you were signing discharge paperwork as Bucky and Sam took a sleeping Stevie to the car.

**

Once you all got back to the house you said goodnight and went your separate way from Sam.

Bucky carried Stevie into where you were staying and tucked him into bed, as you watched from the door. You walked over and kissed Stevie on the forehead before the both of you made your way out of the room.

You went to get a glass of water as Bucky watched you from the opposite side of the kitchen.

After you were done you put the glass in the sink and tried to leave the kitchen.

“Stop ignoring me. Its driving me… crazy.” Bucky says as his voice cracks at the end.

“Bucky… our son got hurt and I-I couldn’t do anything to help him.” You respond with your lip quivering.

“I feel like I have to play the bad cop all the time! Why couldn’t you back me up just this one time, Buck?” You add on as Bucky makes his way over to you.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Your right, I should have backed you up. It’s my fault he got hurt, alright?” He says pulling you close to him. You reach up and wipe the tear falling down his cheek.

“Buck.. you didn’t know he was going to fall, it’s not your fault.” You say leaning your head on his chest.

“You were right, we can’t protect him from everything.” You add on as it was Bucky stayed silent.

“Yes but you were right, I should have backed you. If we don't agree we need to talk it out. And I’ll make sure to play the bad cop too.” Bucky tried to attempt at a joke. You giggle and shake your head.

“C’mon lemme see that smile, pretty girl.” Bucky says looking down at you. You smile up at him as he kisses your forehead.

“I love you, Mr. Barnes.”

“I love you, Mrs. Barnes.”

[hotch-stufff]

A Relentless Past

graphic by @shmaptainhotchner

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Word Count: 5.0k

Warnings!: kidnapping, violence, normal criminal minds things, mentions of a child case, angst, lots of it, mentions of murder, past abuse, past stalking, but a fluffy ending i promise :)

Description: When you finally get your life back on track with a daughter you love and a man you are starting to grow feelings for, what happens when your past catches up with you and your little girl is kidnapped? What happens when you take her place? Will Hotch get there in time to save you?

A/n: this is unnecessarily long and I have no clue where the idea came from. If it's awful, lmk, not rlly sure if I like it or not. But I definitely got carried away.

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Your alarm blaring doesn't wake you per usual. Neither does the ringing of your phone. No, it's the bouncing little girl who is up way too early that wakes you up by jumping onto your stomach.

You fake snore as she continues to jump on you, until you finally crack your eyes open. She giggles.

"Mommyyy it's time to get up!" She giggles more as you stretch and pull her into a tight hug.

"No, I think it's time for sleep. The sleep monster says you can't get up yet Addie." You giggle and so does she. 

"Mommy, if you don't get up, you are going to be late. And so am I." She says between laughs.

"Okayyy, if you say so." You sit up and pull her into your lap. "Now that we are very awake, who wants waffles?" 

"I do! I do!" She says quickly as she jumps back up.

"Well then go get dressed!" She scrambles off of you and you check the time. You get up and head to your closet before pulling out your usual work clothes. Once dressed, you made your way downstairs and began the waffles. 

You waited for the tell tale pitter patter of your six year old.

"All dressed!" She says as she sits at the table. 

"Good job sweet pea. Waffles are ready." You both eat breakfast and are quickly out the door. You drive to her school first and you open the door for her.

"Bye mommy, have a good day!" Your daughter yells as she climbs out of your back seat.

"Bye sweetie. I love you." You say as you watch her run off towards the school. She turns around at the last second and yells as loud as she can.

"I love you too!" You laugh as she turns back around and walks into school. 

You don't know how you got so lucky with that little girl. Especially because she was born at a time in your life where you didn't think you would ever get back on your feet. But then you had Addie and she changed your whole life. 

It had just been the two of you for the last six years. Her scumbag of a father left after finding out you were pregnant. He had had some serious issues and you were just glad he finally left you alone. Occasionally he had shown up afterwards, creepily spying on you. You were concerned for Addie of course, so you had gotten a restraining order and hadn't heard from him since.

And now you had a beautiful little girl who was beyond smart for her age and a little too energetic in the mornings. But you had built a life for the two of you. 

And that life was the BAU. They had become like a family to you after you had Addie and she referred to all of them as her aunts and uncles. She loves hanging out with Henry and Jack too. But especially Jack, they had a share of love for Spiderman. They were like brother and sister by this point which of course led to lots of playdates, and hangouts with the Hotchners.

You began growing close to Hotch and couldn't help but hold some feelings towards him. You had always been careful of dating around Addie. You weren't sure how she would react. But you knew she liked him, and she had even come to you and said she wanted you two together. 

She amazed you with her ability to read social cues.

Her insistence led you to spending more time with the Hotchners. And although there hadn't been any confessions yet, you were almost certain Hotch felt the same. You decided to just take it slow and see what happened.

But that didn't stop you from getting giddy when you arrived at work that morning.

You park your car quickly and make your way up to the floor.

"Hey Y/l/n." Morgan greets and you smile at him and greet the rest of your coworkers, before heading up to Hotch. You knock on his door and walk in after a moment.

"Morning Y/l/n." he says, continuing to stare at how work. 

"Hey Hotch, we still on for the play date with Jack on Saturday?" You ask. He looks up from his paperwork at the mention of his son and smiles. His smile sends butterflies to your stomach.

"Of course. Jack had been talking about it all week." You smile at him and nod before grabbing your stack of files and making your way back to your desk.

It had been a good morning.

A really good morning.

If only you knew how bad it was about to get.

Twenty minutes later, JJ comes storming through the bullpen demanding you all make your way to the conference room.

There's a case, and it's bad. 

Everyone sits and grabs a file while JJ starts presenting.

"Six years old girls, kidnapped and" she pauses and takes a deep breath. "And murdered. They are taken from their schools in the middle of the day and the unsub keeps them for 7 days." You look up and are startled by the striking resemblance the girls have to your daughter. The hair, the height, the face. It's terrifying. You feel Hotch's gaze on you and you look over at him. He sees it too.

"They must be surrogates." Morgan says and you break Hotch's gaze. "It's too specific for it not to be." You nod along.

"They are all taken the same way, the same time, and kept for the same amount of time. But he also waits about a week before taking another girl."

"We could be looking at another kidnapping soon. He's already taken five girls and according to his timeline, he should be taking another soon." Rossi says and Hotch stands. 

"The case is local, but we need to get to work immediately. I want everyone working fast on this one. We'll start with the fil-" Hotch is cut off by the ringing of your phone. You look at the screen and a lump forms in your throat as you see your daughter's school flash on the screen.

"Excuse me." You say, and the bad feeling you had when JJ was presenting the case, returns.

"Hello." Your voice wavers.

"Is this Y/n Y/l/n?" The lady asks.

"This is she." 

"Ma'am. We are calling to inform you that your daughter has gone missing. There was a break in at the school today and your daughter is unaccounted for. Police are on their way." Your breathing stops and you thank the woman before hanging up the phone.

You walk back into the room, staring straight ahead. A sob releases from your throat and Hotch stands in concern.

"There's been another victim." JJ looks at you in realization and a look of horror crosses her face. You stand frozen in place.

"I-it's Addie." You barely say the words before Hotch starts barking out orders. You just stand there. You don't cry, you don't move, you don't speak. You can't even tell if you are breathing. 

The next thing you know, Hotch is walking you to his office. He sits you on the couch and gets you a glass of water.

"Why?" You whisper. "Why her?" Hotch sends you a sympathetic look. You hate that look. That look always meant there was little hope of a good outcome. You stood suddenly and broke away from Hotch. "I-I need to go, I need to go to the school and search the scene. I have to find her!" You begin pacing and Hotch grows worried as his brow furrows.

"Y/n…" he sighs. "You know you can't work this case." You look at him and your eyes flare with anger.

"Excuse me? Hotch. That's my daughter. My little girl. You cannot make me sit this out." You demand. He stares at you for a few moments sticking to his choice. "I swear to god Aaron, if you don't let me help I will never forgive you." It was rash, but you had no choice. That was your daughter. His eyes harden, but he nods.

"Fine. But the moment I think it's too much you're done." You nod in agreement and he instructs you to start going over information with Reid and Garcia.

You walk down, meet with Reid, and go over your entire morning. Your everyday routine. Not that it would help. They talk to you like you are the parent of a victim and it kills you. 

You really aren't as much help as you wish you were.

Morgan and Prentiss are out searching the scene. Rossi and JJ are meeting with families. Hotch is speaking with local officers that started with the case. Reid and Garcia are forming geographical profiles. And you are sitting in the conference room, trying to hold it together.

The team meets back an hour later, with no new information. They meet in the bullpen, and see you pacing the room through the blinds. 

"Is she okay?" Reid asks and everyone looks at Hotch.

"I don't know. I don't know how she could be." He sighs.

"She hasn't cried." JJ days softly and the group turns to her. "She came to me before she left. She couldn't understand why she hadn't cried." Hotch's heart beats painfully at the thought of you and the pain you were going through. He quickly shook it away however and began walking to the conference room, the team following. You look up when they come in.

"What's going on? What did you find?" You ask frantically.

They sit and everyone begins going over every piece of information they have.

"The man showed up at the school, claiming to be Addie's father. They didn't believe him because Y/n, you specifically told them that you were the only adult allowed to pick her up from school. He got angry and broke through the door. The school was cleared, but when they counted afterwards, she was missing." Prentiss pins pictures on the board of victims and you shake your head when she places your daughter on the board.

"She isn't a victim." You say softly and conversations stop. Prentiss nods and moves the picture to the other side of the board away from the other victims, but it doesn't help.

"Alright. We interviewed with the other families and they all said the same thing. None of them had any enemies, they didn't spot anyone creeping around. The girls were all interested in the same things, and they didn't have any enemies either." Rossi adds.

"I don't know how they could. They're six year olds." You add sighing and rubbing a hand down your face in frustration.

"I suggest, male, late 20s early 30s. He prides himself on being able to get away with the murders. But he feels he has been wronged. His endgame has to be the person who wronged him." Morgan suggests and the team nods.

"But what are the chances that a little girl is the one that wronged him?" 

"Actually, the chances are higher than you would think. More specifically twenty six percent of adults feel they have been wronged by their kids. That they ruined their lives and they deserv-" Reid's rambling is cut off by the phone ringing. Morgan answers and conversation continues until he begins snapping his fingers to catch someone's attention. Garcia rushes to grab her laptop and she begins typing furiously.

"Who is this?" Morgan asks after putting the phone on speaker.

"Get me Y/n Y/l/n." You freeze on the spot. This isn't in his MO. He doesn't call the victims parents. 

You look at Hotch for approval and he nods. You take the phone and Hotch puts it on mute.

"Remember, mention Addie and make her a person. Make sure you keep the focus on her." You take a deep breath as you take the phone. 

"Hello?" Your voice is hoarse and you wait for an answer. Seconds tick by, as silence fills the room.

"Agent Y/l/n, I seem to have found something of yours." The voice says. You freeze for a moment. You know you recognize that voice. You're just not sure why. You quickly focus back on the phone. 

"Where is she? Where is Addie?" You ask. You're desperate and you know he hears it. Your desperate pleas fill the silence. 

"Now where's the fun in telling you that?" He laughs. "That will ruin the game!" 

"What game?" You growl, anger growing.

"The game you started Y/n. Don't you remember?" You furrow your brows in confusion. You didn't know what he was talking about. You just wanted your daughter.

"Where is my daughter!" You demand. He is quiet for a few moments before speaking again.

"I want you." He says. You're taken aback for a moment. "Don't you know who I am Y/n? Don't you remember the last time we saw each other? The roses and the wine and poor little Addie was crying." His voice is sickly sweet. And you realise how you know him. You're taken back to a time where you didn't think you would ever be away from this man. And he is just coming back to haunt you.

How did he find you? How did he find Addie?

"Sam." You growled. The team is taken aback. You know the unsub? Hotch glances at you before looking at Garcia, but she's already on it.

"You guessed it sweetheart. Miss me?" He jokes and you want to throw up.

"Where is my daughter Sam? Where is Addie? I won't ask again" Your voice grows, and you are squeezing the phone so hard you're afraid it might break.

"Bye bye now sugar." He says before he hangs up. 

"No!" You yell and desperately look around hoping someone got a trace. When Garcia and Reid both shake their heads, you slam the phone down. 

"Why is this happening?!" You yell as you pull your hair. "I want my daughter back." You begin lacing back and forth, fuming. Hotch walks towards you and reaches out his hand in an attempt to calm you, but you refuse and pull away.

"Why?!" You yell again and Hotch takes another step towards you. "No, don't touch me!" You yell as Hotch brings his arms tight around you anyways. "Let me go!" Your fists bang against his chest as he tries to calm you down. 

"Shh, Y/n. It's going to be okay." You continue to bang your fists but your punches grow weaker and weaker until you collapse in his arms, sobbing.

"I just want her back." You whisper as you bury your face in his neck. 

"I know sweetheart. I know." He says and rubs your back while you cry. The team watches and you're so embarrassed for falling apart like this.

Hotch glances at them all and instructs them back to work, but he doesn't budge. He just holds you and cradles your head.

You eventually pull away and wipe away your tears.

You were done crying. You were going to find your little girl. 

That son of a bitch was not going to get away with this.

* * *

"Who is Sam?" Rossi asks. You finally calmed down and you were all in the conference room again. You sigh before standing.

"Sam Renolds. He's, he's Addie's father." Gasps fill the room. Everyone knows who Addie's father is. You told them the whole story one night after a tough case. You believed the team could only work well together if they knew everything, and you weren't going to hide your past.

"Don't you have a restraining order against him?" Garcia asked and you nod. She quickly pulls up his file.

"Says here that you filed after he tried to- oh my god." There was one thing that you hadn't told them about him. You had never told them about why you had gotten the restraining order. Only that he was a horrible man and he was out of your life.

"What is it babygirl?" Morgan asks and you lower your head in shame.

"Um. The restraining order was because Sam kept trying to take Addie." Garcia says and everything falls into place.

"She's his endgame." Hotch says. 

"No." Hotch looks at you confused, his brows furrowed. "I am." Emily flips through the file and realizes what you are saying.

"He knew we would catch this case. He knew we would connect the pieces. He wants to hurt Y/n." She says and you shudder at the thought. This was all your fault. Those little girls would still be alive if it weren't for you.

Like he can read your mind, Hotch takes your hand and squeezes.

"It isn't your fault Y/n. You couldn't have stopped this." You pull away.

"Yeah it is. I'm who he wants." You feel tears spring to your eyes.

"We will get her back." Rossi gives you a reassuring look as he speaks, but it does nothing to help. 

"I need a couple minutes." You walk away from the room and head to the women's bathroom. You look in the mirror and spray some cold water in your face. 

Your phone dings and you look at it seeing an unrecognized number flash across the screen.

Unknown- Lincoln Park, 7pm. Don't be late and come alone.

It was Sam. It had to be. 

You debated telling the team. But it was already 6:42 and you didn't have any more time. You grabbed your phone and ran out the doors as fast as you could.

You were in the parking garage speeding away faster than you thought possible. The park was only ten minutes away and you broke every speeding law possible on your way there. You arrived on the park a couple minutes early and  out made your way over to a bench to wait.

You kept glancing at your phone waiting for him to show up or text you. Or something. Anything.

You finally saw him walking towards you, Addie in his arms.

She saw you at about the same time and yells out for you. You don't think you have ever heard a more heartbreaking sound.

"Mommy!" She yells and Sam smacks her. You stand and rush over to them but he stops you when he pulls a gun out and points it at Addie's head.

"Please Sam. Let her go. Let her go and take me." You plead. He's quiet and you take the opportunity to scan your daughter. She has bruises covering her arms and a black eye. There are tear stains down her cheeks and you just want to wrap her in a hug.

"Remove your gun." Sam breaks your trance and you listen instantly, removing it from the holster and throwing it across the ground. "The other one too." You slowly reach down and do the same with the second gun. 

"What next?" You ask and he laughs at your obedience. 

"The phone. Remove the battery and throw it." You nod and follow his instructions. "Now step forward with your hands up and I swear if you try anything, I'll start with her." He threatens and you nod. As soon as you are close enough he shoves Addie and grabs you. 

"Mommy!" She yells and your heart tears. Sam grabs your hands and handcuffs them together. 

"Sweetie, it's okay." You reassure her. "Listen to me Addie." Sam pulls you back and you grunt, but you comply so that Addie won't see him hurt you. "Addie, I love you sweet pea. I promise it will be okay. I'll always be with you. Tell Mr. Hotchner I love him okay? I love you honey." She has tears in her eyes and it is tearing you apart.

"I love you too mommy." And then she scurried off. She knows what your message meant. You never called him Mr. Hotchner. It was always Aaron around Addie. You had made this little system up after Hotch had told you about Jack working the case. 

You always hoped you would never have to use it, but you made one anyway. "Mr. Hotchner" simply meant that Addie needed to go to Hotch and tell him exactly what she saw, everything she noticed.

She ran to your car and grabbed the extra cell phone from the center console. It rang for a second before he picked up.

"Hotchner." He says in his professional voice that always made Addie laugh. 

"Aaron!" She yells and he freezes. The team looks at him confused. They had all been searching throughout the office for you and were beginning to grow concerned when they couldn't find you at all.

"Addie. Where are you?" He asks frantically and Garcia starts tracking the phone at the sound of her name, getting the location instantly.

"I'm at the park. I have to talk to you." She says back, sniffing through her cries, and a pit grows in his stomach.

"Honey, where is your mommy?" He asks.

"He has her." Is all Addie says and Aaron stops breathing. 

"Listen Addie, I'm on my way, I need you to stay on the phone." They talked the entire ride to the park and as soon as they reached the parking lot the team grabbed their guns before unloading, searching for your car.

They find it and Aaron sprints, throwing open the door.

"Aaron!" She yells again, and throws herself in his arms. But not before he saw her swollen eye and bruised arms. "Aaron, mommy told me the secret word and that means I have to tell you everything!" She doesn't take a pause to breathe, she just keeps going. "The guy took me to a-a farm I think. There was a barn and red house too! And he kept me in a basement that really stinked. And and he, Aaron he hit me a lot and I was wealy scared." She starts sobbing in Aaron's arms and he brings her into a tight hug like he had hours before with you.

"Its okay. Its okay. I've got you." He looks to his team but they are already scanning the area. 

Twenty minutes later everyone is back in the bullpen going over all the information. Addie was in Hotch's office playing with Jack and JJ. He made sure to get someone Addie was comfortable with to distract her.

"Oh oh! I got something!" Garcia suddenly exclaims and everyone gathers around her screen.

"Okay get this, Sam's father owned a small nine acre farm. It matches Addi's description and when he died, he left it to Sam. It isn't too far. Address is already sent to your phones." Everyone's phone pinged and they all began gearing up.

"Aaron?" A soft voice asked as Addie came up behind him. He spins around and peers down at her.

"Whats up Addie?" He crouches down to her level.

"Is my mommy gonna be okay?" She asks and Hotch sighs.

"I'm going to do everything I can to make sure she is." He smiles at her. "I need you to stay here with Miss JJ and Jack okay?" She nods shyly and hugs him tightly before scampering back up to his office. Jack who was standing just behind her walks over to his dad.

"Don't worry daddy, I'll watch her." He hugs his dad too and runs back up to the office. But before they leave, Addie peaks back out and calls Aaron again. 

"She wanted me to tell you she loves you!" She shouts across the bullpen and he dips his head trying to hide his smile as his cheeks burn.

But then it's back to work and he looks around at his team smiling at him.

"What? Come on, we need to go." They all shook their smiles and continued gearing up, rushing out to the cars.

GPS gets them to Sam's house and they all pile out.

"Alright, no one does anything to put Y/n's life in danger, got it?" Hotch says and they all nod. "Good. Prentiss, Reid take the barn. Morgan, Rossi and I will take the house. Stay together and remember he will shoot her if it comes down to it. She's his endgame."

They all split and Hotch and Morgan make their way to the front door. Rossi follows close behind. Hotch nods and Morgan kicks in the door.

"Sam Renolds FBI! They clear each room and find nothing on either floors.

"Hotch I got nothing." Morgan says as he meets him by the stairs. 

"Guys, you're going to want to see this." Rossi calls out. The two men rush over. A secret staircase hids in the back of the pantry and they slowly make their way down.

"Please!" You begin. "Stop." Your voice grows weak as he slaps you again. You had bruises forming on every part of your body. Your hands and feet were tied to a chair, and your head was throbbed from the countless hits.

"Awe, poor Y/n." He says in fake sympathy, striking your leg with a knife. You scream in agony as Hotch busts the door open.

"Sam Renolds! FBI!" Their voices deafen the room as everyone falls silent. Before they can stop him, Sam grabs his gun and hides behind you, shoving it in the back of your skull forcing a whimper from you.

"Drop the gun!" Hotch's eye twitches in anger.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Morgan yells at Sam as he moves further in the room. You watch as Emily and Spencer join the others behind him, guns drawn.

"She's mine!" Sam's screams behind you. He grabs your hair and yanks your hair back causing you to yell out.

"Just let me go, Sam. They won't hurt you if you let me go." You try to calm him down, but it's no use.

"No! If I go down, so do you." Sam grabs your hair harder. You look at Hotch and he stares right back.

"Hotch. Tell her I love her okay? Tell her I'm sorry." You beg.

"Y/n, no. You're not going to die." He insists, but it's so hard to believe.

"Aaron…" you sigh, and grunt as Sam pushes the gun further into your skull. "I love you." Those are the last words spoken as the gun goes off. You wait for the pain, for the fading, but nothing happens. You hear a body fall and you open your eyes. You whip around and see Sam lying on the ground, a bullet in his head. You breath a sigh of relief and turn back to face the team.

"Someone get me out of this chair. Please! Right now!" Hotch and Rossi jump into action running to you and untying the ropes. You fall limp into Aaron's arms and he holds you up, bringing you into a hug.

"You scared me sweetheart." He says softly, kissing the top of your head. "And for the record, I love you too." You smile for a minute before frantically pulling back.

"Addie! Is she okay? Tell me she's okay." He nods.

"She's fine. She is going to meet us at the hospital with JJ and Jack." You nod and sag in his arms. He picks you up bridal style and carries you out to the ambulance. The medics quickly take you from Hotch's arms,, but he squeezes your hand before almost letting go.

"No. Come with me, please?" He nods gently and climbs in, holding your hand between his own, pressing a soft kiss on your palm. You smile before drifting off to sleep.

* * * 

Your eyes open cautiously, the bright lights nearly blinding you. The sound of your heart rate filled your ears and the feeling of a hand resting in your own caused you to peak to your left.

"Morning sleepyhead." His deep voice woke you a little more and you smiled sleepily.

"Hi." You shook the sleep away from your head when you realised who was asleep in the couch. Jack and Addie were sound asleep. "Wake her up for me?" You asked and he nodded walking over to Addie. He gently woke her, carefully of Jack, and she shot up after seeing you awake. Hotch snuck out the door to give you some space as Addie yells for you.

"Mommy!" She scampered onto your bed and wrapped her little arms around your neck. Tears filled your eyes and slipped down your face as you squeezed her.

"I promised I would be okay, didn't I? Promised I would never leave you." You whisper into her hair as she cries into your shoulder. "It's okay sweetie. Mommy's okay." You run your fingers through her hair and you both sit there until she falls back asleep in your arms.

Aaron pokes back in a little while later. He walks over to the couch to check on Jack. 

"It amazes me how much he sleeps." He says as he walks over. You laugh, careful not to shake Addie awake. "Hey, you need me to take her?"

"No. I just want to hold her. Honestly, I dont think I'll ever let her go again." He chuckles and nods in agreement.

"I know the feeling." He sits back in the chair next to your bed, like he had when you had first woken up. "Feeling any better?" 

"Yeah, much." You look into his eyes for a second before looking away. "Listen Hotch, about what I said, I was injured and emotional and if you don't feel that way it's fine. I know you probably just said it back in the moment, but- '' Jack shifts on the couch and cracks an eye open. You quickly quiet down, scared you woke him.

"Daddy, just kiss her already." The eight year old giggles as he shuts his eyes again and Aaron stands. Before you can say anything else, he brings his lips to yours. You gasp and he kisses you just a little harder. It isn't an overly passionate kiss and it doesn't last very long, but its meaningful.

"Sweetheart, I meant what I said." He whispers after he pulls back and sits back down. "I love you. I have for a while." You sag into the bed and close your eyes, a small smile on your lips.

"I love you too." You open your eyes back up and look at this beautiful man in front of you. "Thank you Aaron, for everything." He squeezes your hand and you both sit there, all smiles, your kids sleeping. 

And never have you felt more lucky than to have your little family, that saved you from your relentless past.

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