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pinkydevil16 · 2 years ago

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Dark! Xavier thorpe x reader: part 10

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Y/n stood next to Xavier his arm around her as they leaned into each other listening to Principle Weems and the mayor talk about outreach day, Xavier on edge due to his last experience which Y/n had found out about a few days prior. Everyone started moving away to their assignments, Y/n looking at her card before peaking at Xavier's a wide grin on her face as she saw they were the same raising her eyebrow at Xavier as he flushed red.

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"I made Ajax swap with me after Wednesday told me you were there, i think she swapped with Enid so now they're together." Y/n rolled her eyes pulling his arm as they walked in the weathervane, Tyler stood at the register with two uniforms ready for whoever was assigned his eyes widening as Y/n and Xavier walked in. Y/n wiggling her fingers at him mist swirling around them, as they got closer moving to lay against the register Xavier leaning on his arm whilst he held her waist loosely trying not to glare at Tyler as he looked between them like a puppy.

"Hey guys, i'm assuming you're my helpers?" Y/n nodded leaning over the register to place down her bag Xavier staring at Tyler as he watched Y/n his eyebrows knitted together as he looked around seeing people staring at her bent over although Y/n didn't think about it.

"Yeah." Xavier said making Tyler look back at him before awkwardly smiling and passing them the uniform Y/n holding it away from her with a look.

"...yay." Y/n said before turning and walking towards the toilet, Xavier and Tyler left behind as they awkwardly smiled at each other before Y/n came back now dressed in the beige polo top and black jeans her uniform folded neatly in her hands before ducking behind the register to place them inside her bag. Standing back up she grabbed an apron tying it around her the polo no longer baggy due to the apron as Xavier smirked at her leaning over and kissing her before moving away to change, Y/n turning to Tyler as he busied himself washing a cup.

"Hey Tyler, i know about last year but i think we both know you've changed a little bit since then so just don't do it again and we're cool." Y/n spoke offhandedly not thinking anything of her words sending him a reassuring smile, she knew he'd stuck up for Wednesday and helped her at the fair so she could partially forgive him. Xavier came out Y/n whistling making him grin pulling her back into his chest as she looked over her shoulder up at him.

"Looking good Thorpe, you can roast my beans anyday." Xavier rolled his eyes pinching her waist as Tyler looked away quickly, Xavier grinning as he kissed her neck enjoying showing everyone Y/n was his although the uniform she wore didn't do anything to hide the hickeys on her neck. Tyler started serving people after giving the pair a small list of things to do mostly wanting to not watch them drape over each other or flirt, Principle Weems walked in her smile twitching as she approached Y/n and Xavier both pretending to work whilst Y/n leaned against the broom staring up at Xavier.

"What a coincidence you two got the same assignment, are you enjoying your first outreach day Y/n?" Y/n smirked at her turning to look at her as she leant on the broom Xavier giving Weems a lopsided smile as he pulled Y/n into him.

"What can i say Principle Weems, it's a magical day." Y/n spoke grinning at the taller woman as she stared down at them before smiling.

"It is indeed, i do hope you are sticking to our agreement Miss L/n." Y/n nodded watching as Weems walked towards the register Tyler taking her order quickly unable to look her in the eyes as she smiled down at him, Y/n turned her head away pulling Xavier's apron so she could grin up at him.

"Make me a coffee?" Xavier chuckled kissing her cheek and moving behind the register as Tyler moved to hand out multiple drinks whilst Principle Weems sat down before curling her finger at Y/n. Walking over Y/n sat opposite her leaning on her elbows and grinning at the blonde woman as she sipped her drink.

"You are representing Nevemore and how we conduct ourselves in important Y/n, i do hope you understand me when i say you and Xavier are a lovely couple but you should respect other people's space." Y/n's face flushed, she and Xavier had always been touchy before they got together and hadn't thought about it much since but she instantly understood. Nodding Y/n stood as Principle Weems smiled widely at her waving at Xavier as he handed Y/n her drink kissing her cheek. Y/n pulled Xavier to the side looking at Weems before smiling at Xavier as he went to drape himself over her like always wanting to be constantly touching her and showing off that she was his.

"Weems said we need to calm it down, i think the Normie's can't handle it." Y/n said scrunching her nose as she spoke awkwardly trying to avoid the conversation since it felt like being told off by her mum, Xavier flustering as he realised looking towards Weems as she side eyed them. He didn't like the idea of not always having Y/n with him or not being able to pull her in if someone looked at her for too long but he didn't want to make Y/n think he was as jealous as he was, leaning down he placed a kiss on her lips savouring it before he pulled away.

"Okay, but i'm not depriving myself of you because of other people." Y/n grinned pushing him lightly before moving behind the register watching Xavier as he wiped down tables and started cleaning, Weems now talking to the mayor and Miss Thornhill whilst Y/n made drinks. Tyler took orders whilst Y/n started working the machine, her powers making it easier as she frothed the milk and made expressos at the same time not looking at purple mist covered the parts she couldn't reach making her job easier as she put drinks together smiling at the customers. An older man glared at her as she poured his latte, the milk being poured with her purple mist before she reached over grabbing the cup and placing it with a small plate and his muffin, the old man sneering a comment at her before roughly taking the drink and muffin from her and sitting down as far away as he could. Y/n froze as she thought about what he'd said, she thought she'd misheard him but the way he stared at her as if she'd just spat in his drink proved her had said it. Swallowing she took off her apron slamming it on the counter before storming into the staff room as Tyler called out her name looking towards Xavier as he moved to go after her Weems sticking out her hand with a pointed look, Xavier staring at her before scowling and pushing past her hand. Opening the staff room he looked around until he saw Y/n pacing in the corner her hands in a fist as she shook her body vibrating with power as she muttered to herself, Xavier walked over wrapping her in his arms as she dug her head into his chest hands by her sides as she tried not to push her powers against him.

"What happened?" Xavier said after a moment Y/n's response muffled by his chest before he pulled back looking down at her as she looked at him tears in her eyes from being unable to express her anger.

"That man...he called me disgusting because i was using my powers. It just makes me so angry, they're not better than us. They want us to live beside them but we have to pretend to be just like them or we're freaks, unnatural, problems they're the real problems." Y/n ranted as she laid her head against Xavier one of his hands rubbing up and down her back comforting her as he smoothed her hair kissing the crown of her head as he fought the urge to go and slam the pricks head against the counter and force him to apologise. Pulling her face up he leant down kissing her slowly until he felt her relax against him, her hand moving to cup his face as he tangled his hand in her hair. Moving back he kissed her forehead before speaking her attention fully on him as he caressed her wanting to keep her relaxed.

"You're none of those things, he's the disgusting one for even thinking about you like that. You're perfect Y/n, don't let some pathetic old man get to you." Y/n sighed out nodding as he smiled at her kissing her again pulling her into him before pushing her against the wall loving how she responded instantly to him.

"If you want i can go pour hot coffee down onto him and watch him shout and beg for help?" Xavier spoke against her lips his eyes dark, he wanted to watch him beg for their help and shout out in pain, wanted to make Y/n feel better no matter what.

"When did you get so dark? He's not worth it." Xavier nodded kissing her again as he pressed into her making Y/n moan as he kissed down her neck, her hands raking through his hair as he pushed his hands under her polo palming her breasts as he pulled at her bra.

"Anyone looks at you like that again and i'll make them apologise no matter what." Y/n nodded pulling him by his hair back to kiss him before staring into his dark eyes, blown with bloodlust as she bit her lip.

"My knight in shining armour. Lets go on break and have a walk around?" Xavier smiled kissing her as he pulled away taking off his apron and pulling her hand as they exited the staff room finding Tyler talking to Wednesday whilst staring at a map, Y/n looking at them oddly.

"Hey Tyler, we're going on break we'll be back in 20 is that okay?" Tyler smiled nodding at them as Wednesday ignore the pair Xavier pulling Y/n out the shop purposefully bumping into the man as he drank making him spill his latte down his shirt, Y/n laughing as soon as they exited.

Xavier wrapped his arm around Y/n as they walked down the street whispering in her ear about people they passed making Y/n stifle her giggles as they passed numerous shops before Y/n grabbed his arm pulling him back as they hid Y/n staring into a shop as she watched Enid and Ajax talk. Slapping his arm Y/n grinned widely as Xavier looked at her weirdly before realising they were watching Ajax ask out Enid, the colourful girl smiling widely and nodding.

"I win!" Xavier said turning to Y/n as she shook her head standing up and poking Xavier's chest.

"Nope! She initiated it all! Did you see her? Classic men being dumb." Xavier rolled his eyes smiling down at Y/n before shaking his head and flicking her forehead.

"Too bad, he still asked first." Y/n scowled at him as Xavier smirked down at her pulling her into him his arms around her waist as he looked at her mockingly.

"When will you realise i always win? Even when i lose i still win." Y/n rolled her eyes pulling out his arms and beginning to walk as Xavier rushed to follow her wrapping his arm around her shoulder as she leant on his shoulder.

"You're too cocky y'know?" Xavier chuckled kissing her head as they walked, Y/n entwining their hands where his laid on her shoulder feeling much better now they'd left the weathervane and weren't being watched.

"I got my dream girl i'm allowed to be cocky." Y/n chuckled shaking head and squeezing his hand as he looked down at her with a cheeky smile.

"Saddo." Y/n responding looking up at him with a matching smile as he leant down to kiss her the two stopping before parting and walking again.

"Only for you." Xavier muttered as they passed different stores and normie's side eyeing them as they crossed the road Y/n not noticing as she began talking to Xavier about what anything she thought about, Xavier nodding along but he was too busy glaring at the people who dared to stare or move away wanting to slam them against the wall and force them to apologise for being rude. He hated that Y/n felt like that man's opinion mattered, he'd make everyone know that she was truly the best person, she was his and no one could insult her. She was his world and he would protect her from all the monsters that threatened her. Turning her placed another kiss on her head smiling down at her as she grinned up at him still going on about everything she wanted to, Y/n unaware his mind was elsewhere as he stared completely enamoured by her as she looked away his eyes never leaving her as he sighed happily.

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vroomvroommuppett · 2 years ago

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fallonstrand lax here i come

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eddiediaz YAY

buckbuckley Hehehe.

maddiebuckley Can’t wait to finally meet you!

tkreyes Have fun sis. Use protection ;)

carlosreyes TYLER KENNEDY REYES

athenagrant So this is the big badass FBI and CIA agent my son talks about

buckbuckley Seriously mama?

buckbuckley Eddie and I took Fallon on a drive and safe to say she loved it @/fallonstrand @/eddiediaz

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fallonstrand hehe. so much fun

eddiediaz She was so happy.

eastonstrand awwww

bobbynash Make sure you’re home for family dinner.

buckbuckley Yes dad.

eddiediaz Chris wanted to go to In-N-Out for lunch and apparently Fallon had never had it, so we took her. Safe to say she loved it. @/fallonstrand @/buckbuckley

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fallonstrand i wanna go again. i wonder if there’s one in austin

buckbuckley When she found out what “Animal Fries” were she immediately was hooked.

juddryder There is one in Austin.

fallonstrand we’re going when i get back @/tkreyes @/carlosreyes

firefox Aw she looks so happy.

buckbuckley Chris begged us to go to the zoo. Fal was reluctant but after Chris gave her his signature puppy dog eyes, she caved. @/fallonstrand @/eddiediaz

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eddiediaz Chris even bought her an elephant stuffed animal when he found out they were her favorite animal.

fallonstrand and i named it chris

jjareau i’m actually surprised you went to the zoo after last time

maddiebuckley She always looks amazing.

chimneyhan What was her reaction to the otters you can hold hands with?

buckbuckley Let’s just say that’s where we spent the most time. She was in love.

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fallonstrand this is why i was reluctant to go to the zoo at first. thanks j @/jjaureau

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jjareau You’re welcome.

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fallonstrand thanks hotch

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linskywords · 5 years ago

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Need some advice. I've been stuck in my undergrad studies. I'm about to graduate but I don't like what I've been studying for the past 4+ years, I feel like I wasted a lot of time, and I don't know what to do with my life after graduation. What would any character from the wolfverse (maybe Tyler?) do?

What a good question! Here is what Tyler would do:

He kind of hates this thing he studied. But he majored in it so he must not really hate it, right? So he gets a job in it at somewhere soulless and corporate.

He hates it so much. Every day is a struggle. He's counting minutes until five, and there are always way more minutes than he can imagine living through. He starts leaving home so late in the mornings that he can barely squeak into work on time, and then he starts showing up five or ten or fifteen minutes late and can't bring himself to do better. He starts hoping that something goes horribly wrong like his apartment floods or he gets pneumonia or breaks a leg or something just so he doesn't have to go into work that day.

It pays well, though, and it's a job in his field. Lots of his friends don't have jobs at all yet. This is what life is when it's going well and he should be happy with it and if he's not happy it's because something is wrong with him. He just needs to try harder.

He starts going out every night to forget how shitty and worthless he is. Sometimes he gets drunk enough that he picks up guys, and then he hates himself for that because of course he is also in denial about being gay.

There's this one guy, Jamie, who's always at this one club on Fridays, and Tyler spends two weeks noticing him and then one night dancing with him and they go back to Jamie's place and Jamie fucks him and it's so good. Tyler lies in his arms afterward and is afraid to go to sleep because he doesn't know when he'll get to feel good like this again.

He and Jamie hook up a few more times but Tyler obviously isn't going to date him or anything. Even if he were gay, Jamie probably dates people who have their life together, who are really the happy successful type of person Tyler's pretending to be, who never go into the stairwell at work and just stand there for a few minutes trying not to cry.

One Saturday when Tyler’s really hungover he stumbles out for food and on the way back he walks by this animal shelter with puppies in the window. He's not sure he's allowed to go in, but the door is open and there are balloons, so he goes in and gets to sit on the floor with the puppies for two hours and it's the best he's felt in a long time.

He starts coming to the shelter every Saturday. They aren't usually having an open house, but they let him walk the dogs and clean the cages and even give the animals food and meds. Sometimes when he's at work he sits at his desk when he's supposed to be doing Important Corporate Things and imagines that he's back at the shelter with the dogs, just petting them and finally feeling okay.

He starts messing up at work. He's pretty decent at the stuff he does but it's hard to get himself to pay attention to it and sometimes he misses important things. His bosses call him into their office and tell him that he has to do better, and he wants to crawl under the table and die.

That Friday Tyler drinks an extra lot and Jamie is there but he seems unhappy with him somehow, and Tyler wants to figure out why but he's too drunk and then it seems like Jamie doesn't even want to dance with him and Tyler feels so sick and he goes off to the bathroom to throw up and cry a little maybe. Then Jamie is THERE and he sees Tyler throwing up and being a mess and now he's gonna hate him and why can't there be even one thing in Tyler's life he doesn't fuck up for himself??

Jamie brings Tyler home and doesn't even want to fuck him, even though Tyler tries. But he puts Tyler to bed and lies there with him and it's kind of nice to just be held by Jamie, really nice actually, and Tyler ends up crying more and telling him how much he hates his job and how he'll have to go to it again on Monday and it ruins the whole weekend, knowing that. And Jamie seems really worried and says some nice stuff and holds Tyler close and Tyler doesn't deserve it but he lets himself pretend for a while.

When Tyler wakes up Jamie is gone, but there's a text on his phone that says, this is jamie--tell me if ur ok! And Tyler's really excited to see it for about half a minute but also it's really embarrassing that Jamie needed to do that. Tyler doesn't remember what he said last night super well, but he knows it was really bad and he goes hot-cold with shame every time he thinks about it. lol yeah just a weird night, im totes good he texts back. Then he takes some Advil and goes to play with the puppies and decides he’s going to be less of a mess.

Part of being less of a mess is not going to that club anymore where Jamie saw him fall apart but Friday afternoon his bosses yell at him again. Then he has two drinks and is like, fuck it, so he goes and Jamie doesn't shove him away when Tyler tries to dance with him and then they make out in an Uber and fuck twice at Jamie's place. Then in the morning Tyler is going to leave, but Jamie asks what he's up to that day and Tyler tells him about the dog thing and Jamie's like, can I come?? So Tyler takes Jamie to see the dogs and Jamie's so happy and Tyler looks at him in the middle of the floor, surrounded by dogs, and he just hurts knowing he’s not gonna feel like this for a whole ‘nother week.

So he goes up to the nice lady in charge of dogs and asks her if he can volunteer more hours here, and she's like, yeah, we're actually hiring, if you want to apply. And he's like, haha, no, I'm soulless corporate thing, thanks, though. But then Jamie comes up to him and is like, what was that about? And Tyler tells him about the application, like it's totally a joke, but he also wants to cry a little and he’s not sure he hides it all that well. And Jamie's like, you have to apply. Haha, no, Tyler says, I have this degree in soulless corporate thing, remember? And the nice dog lady is like, oh, we don't care about that. You're great with the dogs; you should definitely apply. And Tyler fills out the application even though he feels like he can't breathe the whole time and he knows this isn't going to work and he’s just waiting for someone to come along and tell him he isn't allowed. But it’s nice to pretend.

That week he and Jamie text a little, nothing big, and Tyler tries not to think too much about the job application because obviously he isn't going to get it but then they call him in for an interview on Wednesday and they call him Thursday night to tell him HE GOT THE JOB. Tyler's so excited he texts Jamie right away and Jamie's thrilled and Tyler sort of accidentally invites him to dinner to celebrate the next night, and then he spends all Thursday night dreaming about puppies.

But then he goes in to work on Friday morning and remembers what his life is actually like, and what was he thinking, imagining he could quit? This job is the right choice, the one that has a future, and the dog job doesn't even pay a lot of money and he'd be wasting his degree and ruining his life and he wants to cry every time he thinks about it.

He goes through the whole morning like that and then it's their Friday afternoon meeting where Tyler presents his project and they're all like, what about the other half of the project? And he's like, what? And there are all these glances exchanged and Tyler starts shaking and fumbling his words and he leaves the meeting and just sits in his office, still shaking, and finally he's like, no. He gets up and goes into his boss's office and quits. Then he walks out while his boss is still staring at him and stands outside on the steps of their building and feels dizzy but also like the whole world just opened up. Like he's finally free.

He goes to dinner with Jamie and tells him he quit and Jamie is thrilled for him and Tyler has this giddy ridiculous bubbly feeling in his stomach that makes him laugh more than he has in a month. Then Jamie gets this hesitant look on his face and is like, is this a date? And Tyler's like, NO WHAT WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT WHY DO YOU WANT IT TO BE and is basically hyperventilating and Jamie takes his hand across the table and says shyly, well, I kind of wanted it to be a date and Tyler melts and dies and Jamie holds his hand for all of dinner even though they can't cut their food properly and after they go outside and Jamie kisses him in the street and Tyler's never been happier.

Then the next day he goes and does his formal paperwork with the animal shelter for his new job and he starts that afternoon and it's great. He doesn't love every minute of it but he loves 95% of the minutes, even the ones where he’s cleaning the cages. The only bad ones are when he has to deal with rude would-be dog adopters, and even that's okay because they go away and it's him and the dogs again. And every time someone's like, wow, you seem like you really like your job! He's all sheepish like, haha, I mean, yeah, but I got my degree in this other thing. And finally Jamie's like, why do you keep saying that? You know no one cares what you got your degree in. And Tyler's like, I don't know, isn't it weird that I don't work in that field? And Jamie's like, um, no, like everyone I know works in a field different from what they got their degree in. And Tyler's like WHAT WHY DID NO ONE EVER TELL ME THIS. And then he feels dumb but also really happy and he kisses Jamie and plays with puppies and is very happy forever and ever the end.

In sum:

Never do what Tyler Seguin would do

A lot of times employers care that you have a degree and not what it’s in

A lot of jobs aren’t even obviously jobs until you graduate and find out about them

There is often very little relation between our interests in academia and what we enjoy doing for a significant number of hours per week in the workforce

Pay attention to the things you actually enjoy on a day-to-day basis (do you like solitude? independent problem-solving? organizing other people? talking to crowds?) and talk to some people with jobs about the rhythm of their days and see what sounds appealing to you

A job doesn’t have to be a passion. Some people get lucky and end up feeling like their paid work is their driving force in life, but lots of us just have jobs that are enjoyable enough and end up finding the stuff that makes our life meaningful outside of work

Always ask Jamie Benn on a date

Good luck. Hope life looks less stressful on the other side of commencement. :D

#wow i got carried away #yay tyler and the puppies #i guess this turned into a non-wolfverse au #oh well #bennguin #wolfverse #advicewolves #hockey rpf #Anonymous

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allsortsofwritings · 4 years ago

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Tyler Seguin - We Don’t Need Him

Side Note: This is an old blurb from one of my old blogs, enjoy ladies and gents Requests are open

After a long day at work all you wanted was to go home to your boyfriend, cuddle, eat food, shower then go to sleep. But what you weren’t expecting was a Golden Retriever puppy chewing a pair of your shoes as you walked through the front door.

“Oh god he got another dog” mumbling under your breath, staring down at the puppy who had stopped chewing on your shoe to look at you. The puppy barked at you and ran down the hall, groaning. You followed the puppy down the hall and hoped that the puppy would lead to Tyler.

The puppy did as you had hoped, finding the puppy in Tylers' arms, licking his face and wagging its tail.

“Who’s a good boy, who’s a go- Y/N you’re home” Tyler said with a smile on his face, still being licked by the puppy. Putting the puppy back on the ground Tyler was walking towards you, pulling you in for a hug and a kiss.

“Tyler Paul Seguin we don’t need another damn dog, we already have 3” pulling away from the kiss. The smile that was once on his face now was a frown.

“But Y/N we need another one, all of our dogs are growing up, I need another baby” Tyler said trying to convince you that you guys need another dog.

“Okay” you mumbled into his chest, not having the energy or being in the mood to argue with your boyfriend about a puppy.

“Yay, did you hear that Charlie you can stay” Tyler said picking up the puppy, who now was licking you.

Smiling at the dog and petting his head, then kissing his head. Looking up at Tyler, who was smiling at the scene below him, kissing his cheek and patting his chest as a way to tell him to let go of you.

“Lets go to bed Y/N” Tyler said letting go of you, while still carrying Charlie in his arms. Oh god your bed, there’s going to be no room in a couple months.

“Tyler, I think that in a couple months that the dogs should sleep somewhere else, but only for a few nights a month, I need to be able to sleep next you and not wake up at 2 am to find Marshall trying to get in between us” you said slipping out of your work clothes and into one of Tyler's shirts.

“Yeah, you’re right, I need to be able to cuddle you at night and not Marshall, he gets enough love from me” Tyler agreed with you on that. You’re both in the bed surrounded by your dogs, and now your puppy in between you.

“Charlie’s going to be a total cock blocker for the next few months” you said as the puppy got closer to you. You pet his head, watching his eyes close.

“Hopefully in those nights all of the dogs aren’t here I can finally fuck you” Tyler said looking at the puppy on your chest.

“Tyler, not in front of the baby” you said, covering Charlie’s ear with your hands. Tyler just looked at you, rolled his eyes and turned off the lights.

“Good night baby”

“Good night Y/n”

“Tyler I was talking to the dogs.”

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jobrookekarev · 4 years ago

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The Batter Always Taste Better

Chapter: 1/1

Words: 1820

Summary: Jo comes home to see Alex baking cake and steals a taste for herself and her baby.

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson.

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson Karev, and OC:Helena Karev.

Rating: Gen. Audiences.

Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff and Chocolate Cake.

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AN: For Belle @only-freakin-sunflowers, Happy Birthday!

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Jo walked through the door of the house and was greeted with the wonderful and excited squeals of her seven-month-old baby girl. Helena up as she excited squeals reach her ears as she bounces up and down so excited to see her. Helena stood against the baby gate that separated the mudroom from the kitchen of their new house. Jo quickly took off her shoes and dropped everything to pick up her baby.

“There's my girl, are you excited to see me? I’m so excited to see you!” Jo said as she leaned down and picked Helena up. Jo planted a dozen kisses on her cheeks as Helena grasped at her shirt and babbled to her. “Where Daddy is should we go find him?”

Jo put Helena on her hip and opened the baby gate before she turned the corner out of the pantry and into the kitchen. what greeted her was her husband standing in a mess of box cake mix which was scattered around the counter along with other various ingredients and store-bought frosting and sprinkles. Alex looked up from the box of cake mix to greet her with a warm smile.

“Hey you,” Alex said, putting a box down and wrapping his arms around her waist as he greeted her with a kiss. “Long day?”

“Ugh yes, I delivered three babies today, one of which was an emergency C-section. Just when I finished up with one mom another one went into labor, I barely even got a chance to see my clinic patients,” Jo said, as she kissed Alex again before she moved to sit on a stool in the kitchen.

Jo put Helena on the counter as she held her and continued to coo at her baby. The long days were hard, especially since she couldn't pick up Helena from daycare, but she made sure to spend extra cuddle time with her when she got home.

“Sounds like my day, I had two appendectomies, one anaphylactic shock, and one kid with a Lego so far up his nose we had to put him under just to get it out. I spent nearly the entire day in the ER in the OR,” Alex said as he went back to stirring the big bowl of chocolate cake mixture.

“I didn't miss somebody's birthday did I?” Jo asked leaning over the counter to see.

“No, but apparently, it's our turn to bring a snack for the daycare class tomorrow, so I thought I'd make chocolate cake?” Alex said as he mixed up the batter with the spatula.

“Alex cake is not a snack, a dessert yes, but not a snack,” Jo said as she blew raspberries at Helena who giggled and tried to grab at Jo's mouth.

“Yeah well, I'll send along some ants on a log or something,” Alex said with a shrug as he turned around to grab the eggs out of the fridge.

With his back turned to her, Jo reached over and stole the spoon from the bowl, licking off the chocolate batter before Alex could react. Helena reached for the spatula as well, but Jo pulled back and took another lick as Helena squealed in protest.

“Seriously,” Alex asked, turning around and setting her with the look as he reached for another spatula.

Jo only smirked and raised her eyebrows at him and continued to lick off the rest of the cake batter from the spatula. Alex looked up and scoffed when Jo gave the spatula to Helena who eagerly put it into her mouth, her eyes going wide as she tasted the batter.

“Really Jo, it's bad enough that you do it, but you're teaching our kid to do it,” Alex said as he gestured to Helena who gnawed at the spatula in delight.

“Oh please if it's not the end of the world besides look at how happy she is,” Jo said Helena looked between both of her parents with a smile as she continued to chew on the spatula.

Alex’s glare dropped as he watched Helena and the softest little smile appeared on his face. Jo loved watching Alex with Helena, one smile from her and his grumpy attitude melted. He was absolutely head over heels in love with her, from the moment she was born. Helena had her Daddy wrapped around her finger and Jo knew she could get away with anything if Helena was with her. Which was why she reached for the new spatula and swiped more of the cake mix before Alex could react.

“Stop, what are you doing?” Alex said, reaching out to try and grab the spatula from her, but Jo just pulled back out of his reach, so he put his hands on his hips and glared at her. “It's for the daycare kids.”

“Kids or not, you can't stop me from enjoying cake batter,” Jo said as she smirked at Alex and then shrugged. “Besides, there's a rule against bringing sweets. which you would know if you had actually read the instructions for the snack day.”

Alex continued to glare at her for a moment before he grabbed the piece of paper for snack day and quickly read it over. “Seriously since when is sugar off the menu?”

“Tyler K. is sugar-free and his mom makes a big fuss out of it, plus there's like two kids allergic to chocolate anyway,” Jo said with a shrug as Alex got that grumpy look on his face and she couldn't help but laugh.

“It’s a stupid rule, and I'm only changing the menu because there are kids that are allergic,” Alex gruffed as he dramatically tossed the paper away.

“Well their loss is our gain,” Jo just giggled as she continued to lick the spatula.

Alex leaned against the counter and seemed to come to play his next move as Jo looked down at Helena. She had licked the spatula clean, but was still completely focused on it as she happily gummed on the soft spoon. Jo reached out again and dipped her spatula back in the cake mix and grabbed another spoonful before Alex could protest again.

“Jo stop, you can't double-dip,” Alex said, moving the bowl away from her.

“Why? It's just the three of us, what's the big deal? You and I constantly swap spit when we kiss and it’s not like this little one doesn't drool all over us all the time. Besides, we're gonna bake it anyway,” Jo said with a shrug as she looked down at Helena and tickled her side. “Who cares about a few little germs between family, not you baby girl, no you'd happily drool over Mommy all day long.”

Helena excitedly squealed at her and swung the spatula around, almost hitting Jo in the nose, before she pulled back with a laugh. Jo continued to tickle her sides and Alex shook his head before he laughed too.

“Okay, enough,” Alex said, after Jo tried to get another spoonful of the batter. He grabbed the spatula from her hand and moved the cake mix over to the other counter. “Out of the kitchen or you won't get a piece of cake once I’m done.”

“Seriously?” Jo asked, setting him with her best puppy dog eyes and a pout.

“I mean it Jo, go play with Helena in the living room and stop stealing my cake batter,” Alex said, waving her off, not even giving her pout a second look.

Jo huffed as she picked up Helena and walked over to the living room. “You know once upon a time Daddy wasn't able to resist my puppy dog eyes.”

“That's a lie,” Alex shouted back at her as Jo threw him a dirty look.

Jo plopped down with Helena in her lap as she leaned against the couch in the living room. Ever before they brought her home from the hospital, their living room had become a second playroom for Helena. Her toys were scattered around and in bins under the side tables and the fancy rug they had bought had been replaced with a play mat. Helena crawled over to grab her favorites shape sorter box the two of them started sorting pieces. Even though they have been banished from the kitchen, Jo was happy to just spend time with Helena, especially after a long day at work. Soon enough the smell of baked cake filled the air and Jo patiently waited, despite how her mouth watered.

“Okay Princess here you go,” Alex said, bringing over two pieces of cake complete with frosting and one baby spoon.

“Yay,” Jo smiled in delight and couldn't help but bounce her legs and excitement. Helena bounced as well, jumping up and down in Jo’s lap as Alex walked over them, knowing that she would get a taste as well.

Alex smirked as he sat next to them taking in the sight of both his excited girls. “Like mother, like daughter.”

Jo just smiled as she grabbed a cake from the top of the place before Alex had even sat down next to her. “Thank you.”

She took a bite of the cake and moaned as it hit her taste buds. The warm chocolatey moist cake seemed to melt on her tongue. Alex smiled at her and got a spoonful for Helena, who immediately sucked it into her mouth. Jo and Alex laughed as her eyes widened and she tasted her first bite of cake.

“So was it worth the wait,” Alex asked if he smirked at her and ate his own piece of cake.

“Ah the batter always tastes better,” Jo shrugged as she struggled to keep a straight face, but she just had to tease him.

Alex just shook his head and laughed as he got another spoonful for Helena who had crawled over to his lap. The three of them sat on the floor and took turns feeding Helena cake.

“So what are you going to make for the daycare snack,” Jo said as she moved Helena’s hands away from her. Helena had crawled back over to her and was pulling at her top eager to nurse.

“Well I figured I'd just grab some fruit and the umm...” Alex said as he trailed off as he looked to where Helena had pulled down the front of Jo’s shirt and exposed her bra and cleavage.

“Like father, Like daughter,” Jo said as she shook her head and pulled up her shirt, and picked up Helena so she could get her settled to feed.

Alex shook his head and laughed as he put an arm over her shoulders leaned in to plant a kiss on her cheek before and Jo leaned into him and put her head on his shoulder. Alex grabbed the remote and flipped through a few shows as they decided what to watch and the family of three cuddled on the couch and enjoyed their cake.

#alex karev #helena karev #jolex #grey's anatomy #grey's anatomy fanfic #otp: home and heart #my work #my writing #my fanfiction #jo wilson

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jovialjudgebonkalmond · 4 years ago

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Inevitable, Ch 1

Aight. So, I got crotchety and decided to write a fic. Obvious disclaimer, I don’t own the characters or universe in which the story takes place - yes internet I am that old, thank you.

Summary: Monty is alive, in jail. A recounting of his experiences and memories and basically all those flashbacks we weren’t given in season 4 that I am butthurt about. It is AU in the sense that he is still alive whilst Clay & Co are attempting to frame him for Bryce’s murder. Obvious spoiler alerts if you haven’t seen season 4.

Pairings will be Monty x Winston mainly. So far this is all from Monty’s POV but that may change down the line.

Warnings include violence, sex, drug use, rape, murder, and basically everything graphic and bad you can imagine. Will absolutely contain smut. Oh, and swearing. Yay, debauchery.

Word Count: 2,963

Another warning: I haven’t written fanfiction for like...15 years guys. Go easy on me. Also, please excuse the shitty username. I didn’t pick it and I am far too lazy to change it.

Another another warning: This is from Monty’s point of view. Clearly he didn’t view his actions with the totality of how devastatingly monsterous they were. I condemn his actions, he’s a rapist and deserved jail time. As we saw in s3 and in snippets of s4 he didn’t share that point of view. I think Monty is a dynamic character that’s interesting and I relate a lot to his back story. That’s why I was motivated to write this.

The air was thick, heavy, and moist. It had that stench of too many bodies crammed into an enclosed space, like the end of the night at a house party and you're still sober and all you can smell is stale sweat and the old farts that people pretend they aren't sneaking out when they're grinding on each other.

Not that I have much experience with being the sober one at the end of the night.

Montgomery de la Cruz kept his jaw clenched and shoulders squared as he walked to the dining hall. As he passed other men, all dressed in the same ugly orange jumpsuits, he made brief eye contact. Walking with your eyes down here was a sign of weakness and he had a target on his back from the moment he arrived. His shoulders, back, and ribs ached with his movements. It hadn't taken the other inmates long to get acquainted with him, a matter of hours really. The urge to hunch his shoulders and put a hand to stable his broken ribs was overwhelming, and fighting it made the vein in his neck throb annoyingly in cadence with his pulse and footsteps.

White, black, brown, gnarled, wrinkled, scarred, baby-faced youth, tattooed or not.... Monty silently made an inventory of their faces and features. One way or another, they were all just fucking assholes waiting for their opportunity. It was baffling just how much it reminded him of high school. The dining hall even had the same layout as a cafeteria, the same dull drone of a few hundred pricks all talking at once. He scanned his I.D. and settled into the end of the meal tray line, leaving an arm's length of room between himself and the back of the inmate ahead of him. He was a slight, wiry Latino with a snake tattooed from his shoulders up his neck. Only moderately safer than lining up behind someone else. Race dictated almost everything here.

But his charges changed the rules. Sexually assaulting a minor carried out its own price in jail. He wasn't even safe within his own demographic.

Which was fucking bullshit anyway. Tyler was basically the same age and it wasn't fucking sexual assault for fuck's sake.

Not that anyone here gave a fuck.

Oh, and then there were the murder charges. Fucking Clay Jensen. He grabbed the plastic tray from the stack. It was the same ugly beige that the cement walls were painted. There were slits for windows close to the ceiling like a low-rent basement suite in the wrong part of town, with that cage wire in-between the panes of glass. So small even a tiny bitch like Standall wouldn't fit through them. It was incredible how much the human body craved the fresh air and cool breeze of an open window the moment you realize you may never feel it on your skin again.

Lunch was by far the best meal of the day. The food wasn't...terrible. Today it was plain lettuce chopped up as a 'salad', sliced ham on white Wonder Bread, and some kind of from the bag frozen brown slop passed off as soup. The silver lining was the butterscotch pudding. It reminded him of the milk cake his mom used to make him on his birthday, sort of. He stopped at each station and watched the inmates who worked the kitchen plop the items on his tray. The kitchen work was reserved for the favourites, for the most part. After all, what else are you gonna do on the outside with a record?

He looked for an empty table and dropped his tray on it with a soft clacking of plastic on poured concrete. The tables and chairs were rows of picnic style benches made out of concrete and steel, bolted into the concrete floor. They were hard, cold, and uncomfortable just like everything else in this fuckin' place. He supposed that was the point. Everyone here was just in the grown-up version of a time out corner... from life, possibly for life. He sat down, the cold, hard seat digging into the bones in his ass.

It was unnerving, intimidating... and so terrifying he had been breathless since the moment he arrived. Like a white hot fist was clenched across his whole chest, suffocating him with the weight of his fucking mistakes. So many fucking mistakes. It made his head spin like he was living in some kind of alternate reality or a fucking nightmare. Although, if he was honest...he always knew it would end up like this. Especially without Bryce around to clean up his fucking mess this time.

The hot night air whipped his face as he pressed on the gas pedal, the stars flashing by above him as he sped down the empty road. Justin reached between them and turned the volume up, blasting the music so he felt it pumping through himself like a weird tachycardia.

"I fucking love this song." He yelled, sparking up a joint. He took a few puffs off of it to get it started before passing it over. When he exhaled the air around them swilled with the familiar skunky aroma. Monty laughed, guiding the old Jeep with one hand and reaching for the joint with the other.

"Of course you do, its a shitty fucking song." he chuckled, inhaling in a slow pull. It burned at the back of his throat. He held it in for a few seconds before exhaling and shaking his head and passing it back.

"That's cheap shit."

"Well yeah, I'm not fucking Bryce Walker." Justin laughed, the streetlights illuminating his black eye. His mother had a new asshole boyfriend who picked tonight to use Justin as a human punching bag...and well that's what brothers were for. It's not like Monty had anything better to do, anyway. He flipped his signal to turn right and pulled into the parking lot by the rocky beach. They could throw rocks and sticks into the water, maybe set some shit on fire and get shitfaced. Justin took another hit off the joint and pinched the end out with his fingertips, rubbing the ash into his skin like a salve.

"Neither am I, man, neither am I..." he muttered. Justin and Monty weren't the most unlikely of friends. Justin was a bit worse off than him in the family department, sort of. But Bryce Walker? Sometimes he wondered if not for the team what was the thread that held them together.

"Fucking Bryce." Justin muttered as Monty cut the engine. The silence without the music was sudden and deafening. "Of course he's out of town with his dad on vacation."

"Probably getting laid." Monty added, laughing. Justin laughed too. Justin Foley was like...allergic to being alone. The fuckin' guy had kicked puppy written all over his face, always needing a lap to curl up in...and in the absence of that there was always a powder or a needle to get him through til the next adoption. But he was such a drag and a honest to god pain in the ass on the field when he was in withdrawal or detoxing. So. Monty was here to pick up the pieces before it jeopardized the team. And he didn't mind. It was better than being at home...

He pulled the keys out and stepped out. The California summer air meant he didn't need the doors or the top on the Jeep and he enjoyed the freedom. Justin matched his footsteps as they silently walked on to the rocky beach. His trademarked puppy dog eyes were mournfully eyeing the skyline where it met the ocean. Monty casually reached down and picked up a rock, watching it skip across the waves when he tossed it. Justin stuffed his hands in the pockets of his varsity jacket.

"Sometimes I wonder why he even fuckin' bothers with a couple of fuck ups like us." He muttered, casting his eyes down.

So that's what we're gonna do, Monty thought, we're gonna mope... fuck that.

"Now Justy, imagine how fucking boring his life would be without us. Just an endless string of bitches to rail and expensive scotch." He skipped another rock and glanced over, leaned in and gently knocked his shoulder into Justin's, knocking the other boy off balance. Justin laughed and locked eyes with Monty for a moment.

"I guess you're right about that yeah." he laughed. It was a small, unsure laugh at first but Monty saw the sorrow break a bit in his eyes. He was good at noticing these subtle things, noticing things was often what saved his ass. If you knew to watch when someone's eyes changed, or the way their muscles tensed and moved you could easily predict what they were going to do. Quite often this was what was between him and a clenched fist to his face.

Monty and Justin had similarities, Monty could admit that, but where Justin pulled inward and consumed himself, brought himself down, Monty hardened and clenched his fist right back at the world.

If he was honest, he thought Foley was weak. But that's what brothers are for, they protect each other. The strong look out for the weak, especially in their weakest moments.

"I mean, who are we kidding," Justin said, "He's going to go off to like Stanford or Princeton or something..." He leaned down and picked up a rock, running his fingers over the smooth, cold surface.

"You couldn't pay me to go to one of those stuffy ass places anyway." Monty countered, kicking at some of the rocks by his feet, scuffing a small trench into the sand beneath. "I get sick just thinking about it."

"Yeah." Justin agreed, "I just... all these fuckin' rich kids..."

"Yeah. And their tight pants and cardigans." Monty snorted, watching Justin's face break into another smile.

"Fucking cardigan's. Like a fucking grandpa."

"I'm not going to live long enough to get old, so I can't relate." Monty said loudly, almost like forced bravado. He liked being obnoxious, to smile out of spite.

"Yeah," Justin laughed, "You're gonna die in prison with a fuckin' shiv between your ribs."

Monty laughed, watching Justin release his rock with a flick of his wrist. It skipped once over the glassy surface before falling into its inky black depths.

"And you're gonna die with a fuckin' needle in your arm...or-" His face cracked into a grin.

"Maybe you'll get the fuckin hiv."

Justin laughed loudly and gave Monty a shove.

"It's H-I-V, dumbass."

"Yeah, but hiv rhymes with shiv. We'll both get ivved." He crowed proudly, shoving Justin back lightly with both his hands. Justin took a half-hearted swing at him, but he dodged it easily and picked up a piece of driftwood as he ran by, swinging around and walloping the other boy in the ass. Justin's legs buckled and he took a few steps, laughing and chucking handful of small rocks at him. They pinged over his broad chest like hail on a shitty day.

"Fuck you, Monty!"

"Ohh wouldn't you like to though, Justy." Monty countered, turning around and dropping his pants off his cheeks. He bent over and smacked his own ass, "I'm waiting!" He laughed, his face breaking into a slightly demented grin. He felt the stinging welt of a stick being whipped across his bare skin and jumped, yanking his pants back up. He yelped, turning around, the grin not leaving his face.

"Fuck no, you'd like it too much. Perv." Justin pointed the stick at him. Monty picked up the stick he had dropped before and aimed for Justin's thigh, but Justin blocked it and whacked Monty again, this time in his side. They continued to chase, smack, and poke at each other, delighting in the mutual torment.

"Fuck you're relentless." Justin declared in defeat, dropping his stick with a laugh and holding his hands up with surrender. He was panting, his pasty skin clammy in the moonlight.

"It's one of my more endearing qualities." Monty said with a devilish grin as he bowed. "That and my abs."

"Fuck your 'roid ass abs." Justin half wheezed. "Think Bryce will read our obituaries from his penthouse drinking his fucking scotch?"

"Nah man," Monty laughed with a shake of his head, "They don't write obituaries for shitheads like us."

Monty was yanked out of his drifting memories when another man sat across from him with a thump that rattled the table. The boy stared at the man for a moment, one triangular quarter of his shitty dry sandwich poised in his hand as he was about to take a bite. He bit down and chewed, watching the intruder with feigned disinterest. He was good at this. Putting on a front.

Until he couldn't anymore, that is. Until the mask slipped and revealed the scared, desperate pile of shit inside.

The man was at least six feet tall, three-and-some hundred pounds, white as mayonnaise with a big ol' swastika on his bicep. He had an earring in one ear and some scars down his face, chest, and arms. Scratches. Wounds made from desperate, terrified women in self defense. He was bald as a gummy walnut, his scalp weirdly wrinkled and beginning to be dotted with age spots. He was at least mid-fifties, Monty figured. Total skinhead. Asshole. Word of mouth said his rap sheet was a few miles long, most recently connected to a decent string of raped and murdered girls and women. Almost all of them were involved in the sex trade, women or girls of colour. He was a truck driver who used his profession as a tool to evade the police, making it hard to pin him down because he changed locations across different jurisdictions. The varied age and ethnicities of his victims didn't help the police either. Some were as young as 12 years old, and others as old as mid 40's. He, too, was awaiting sentencing. Obviously whatever happened, he'd end up in a maximum state prison.

Couldn't fit the stereotype more if he tried, Monty thought, disgusted.

That's the shit end of the stick awaiting sentencing in a county jail. You get petty crooks like Tim Pozzy who likely won't even get real time, and then assholes like this behemoth pile of trash.

Monty chewed his food, watching silently as the neonazi asshole reached across the table and took his pudding. His fingers were fat, like pale bloated sausages. He opened it, maintaining eye contact with Monty. His eyes were an icy blue, and they seemed devoid of anything. They say the eyes are the window to the soul... and there was nothing there. It sent a shiver down the 18 year old's spine and made the hair on the back of his neck tickle. He smiled, showing that he was clearly in desperate need of dental care. He didn't have many teeth left, and the ones that remained were brownish-greyish nubs of rot. Monty thanked whatever god or demon that might be listening that he couldn't smell this guy's breath. It just looked like it would inevitably stink. The whole time he felt the old familiar build up, the inevitable time bomb tick, tick, ticking through his veins. His blood sounded like thunder in his ears.

How is it that I fuck with Ty-ty, just some fucking hazing, not a big deal...and I get labelled a pedophile and a rapist - a fucking rapist for fuck's sake - and this guy...this guy basically runs this place...

It's not like he wanted to fuck Tyler. That's disgusting. He wanted to hurt him, and he could admit that was wrong. Sure. But the little creep had ruined his life, and for that he had to pay. It was simple.

This asshole, though, was the real pedophile. The only difference was Monty had the audacity to target a white male, the untouchable. And this guy stuck to the easily forgotten targets.

He stuck out a surprisingly short, wide, tongue that looked like it was covered in herpes lesions and licked the foiled plastic lid of the pudding. Monty felt it come alive inside of him, blinding and electric. White hot rage boiled through his veins, exploding in his head and lighting every muscle in his body so that he had to move or it would consume him. He couldn't have stopped himself if he had wanted to try, and he didn't bother with the wasted effort.

In a swift, smooth motion he grabbed his lunch tray with his free hand and backhanded the other man up the jaw with it and stood. Before the asshole had time to react, he used his other hand to grip the top of his head - ham sandwich and all, and slam his face into the concrete table and the pudding. Blood and pudding spurted in all directions like a moneyshot of rage jizz and he felt relief hearing the echoing crack of the larger man's skull. He didn't even have time to bask in the afterglow of his violence before he felt the familiar thud of knuckles to the bottom left of his jaw, the blow eliciting a sickening pop and sending him reeling out of control. He stumbled, losing his balance as vision went static like a television without a connection. He tasted the all too familiar coppery flavour of blood filling his mouth. He spat and staggered and threw a blind fist out, feeling it connect to something, but what he wasn't sure. The immediate agony and crack told him it was in fact the fucking table and he probably broke some fingers. That's when he took a second, devastating blow to his head and everything went black.

#13rw #fanfic #monty de la cruz #montgomery de la cruz #monty x winston #winston x monty #13rw fanfiction

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books-bring-you-to-wonderland · 5 years ago

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Headcanon for minicat and basicallyido407?

Minicat

-They both put on each other's glasses and do the whole "Woa, you're so blind!" thing even though they're both blind as fuckin bats

-They love their dogs more than they love each other, and spoil them relentlessly (Craig likes to buy Kino doggie outfits, and Tyler may pretend to hate them but he doesn't)

-Tyler tries to steal his boyfriend's clothes but everything is always just a bit too small- Craig might be cozy in a stolen t-shirt, but Tyler looks like he's wearing a crop top (he's got a little more chub to love)

-Tyler likes to join in on the meme streams and backseat comment, but he's basically Craig's second gaming chair

-Tyler is an asshole who will put things on the top of the fridge just to spite his boyfriend, thank you very much

-You'd think Craig would be the official interior decorator of their house, but in fact it's Tyler who gets fussy about where throw pillows go and how the curtains should hang

-They sing whatever obnoxious pop song is on the radio while they cook, no matter how off key and terrible their performance may be

Basicallyido407

-Inseparable; if you see Scotty, Marcel is somewhere nearby and vice versa

-They like to snowboard and ski, but are they any good at it? No, no they're not

-Marcel will complain the whole time if they do actually go skiing

"It's to cooooold, I just wanna snuggle, Scotty."

"We can snuggle when we're dead."

-Whenever they have an opportunity to do a couple's costume, they do it, and they argue about who gets to be the girl every time

-"Scotty, honeybuns, snookums, the light of my life? Can you do the dishes?"

"It's your turn to do the dishes, Marcel."

"THIS IS RACIST."

-Scotty will use the puppy dog eyes on Marcel and it never works, unless Marcel is boozed up to high heavens

-Scotty in the cheerleader outfit but it's every other week and usually has to do with some mundane task or another ("GOOOOO TAKE THE TRASH OUT! YAY! GO TEAM!")

-They go to Disneyland for their anniversary every year, and always buy those silly mickey mouse ears and take a million photos in them

#basicallyido407 #basicallyidowrk #fourzeroseven #banana boat #bbs ships #bbs headcannons #basicallyido407 is a classic #minicat

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chiara13 · 5 years ago

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Thoughts on 3x12 "And Then the Hurricane Hit"

“[Justin] doesn’t have a family”: Excuse me, Monty, YES HE DOES.

Zach, Alex and Justin sitting together at the assembly was nice to see ♥

Jess’s speech was pretty amazing and the response she got? Wow. ♥ I love that Clay came back to support Tyler, both because it shows how much he cares about his friends and because it means he wasn’t really going to run.

Tyler was, like Cyrus said, a rock star. (Cyrus is amazing. We don’t appreciate him enough as a fandom.)

Justin saying he’s a survivor was maybe even more important since he’s a jock so he broke even more stereotypes. While I don’t think the writers had been planning since S1 for Justin to be a survivor of sexual abuse, I find it works. I’ve read it before in fanfictions and it always made sense to me.

I wish we would have gotten a scene between Justin and Zach instead of Justin and Charlie, who is nice and all but, like, who is he? The one between Justin and Jess was really good, though. I’m beginning to think they might even work long-term.

I like that Tyler went to the police and Monty got arrested. It felt a bit rushed but it also makes sense. Again, I wonder why they had to get this Charlie guy involved. (I like Charlie, I really do, but they already have a large cast so why add more people unless strictly necessary?)

LOL @ the dealer’s defense: This stuff is too good.

Clay going to the game for Justin ♥♥♥ And Caleb making Tony go ♥ Thankfully Caleb was there, btw. Tony was ready to go beat up some jocks and probably get himself arrested.

I love that Justin was looking out for Clay during the fight and got him away from Bryce.

The Zalex scene ♥ “Did you just trick me into a PT session?” This is exactly the kind of content I was hoping for this season so YAY ♥♥♥ I love that Zach told Alex (and no one else, I’m assuming) before going to the police station. The scene was a bit weird because I think Alex should have asked him to explain exactly what he did/what happened, but I get the writers’ reasons. (Although I don’t think anyone really believed for a second that Zach could have really done it? Alex’s father was almost amused at the thought, LOL.)

I love that Zach asked for Alex’s father at the police station. You could tell that he was trying to help him out. Zach was like, I did it, I killed Bryce. And Mr. Standall was like, Hold on now, Zach, you’re a puppy, no way you killed someone, tell me what happened.

Chloe, darling, I love you, but maybe you could have picked a slightly better moment to tell Bryce? Like, any other moment? When he wasn’t about to play a violent sport against Zach, the guy you told him was there for you before and after you broke up with him? I’m not making excuses for Bryce, I’m just saying Chloe’s timing was kind of bad.

I am so happy that Zach and Chloe are friends, nothing else.

Zach’s speech before the game was awesome and showed how much Zach has grown and changed since S1 and even the beginning of S2. I’m so proud of him.

Bryce hurting Zach is most definitely not one of the worst things he’s done in his life, but it’s up there :( Loved that Justin was the first one to notice Zach was hurt. During that fight Justin was basically just looking out for his brother and friends ♥

I kind of saw where they were going when Zach resigned as captain and I was nervous it wouldn’t really be in character for Zach to beat up Bryce, but I must say it worked. Between what Bryce did and what he said, Zach’s anger was understandable.

Get my son Zach some comfort, now, writers. You’ve hurt him enough this season. He spent two weeks thinking he killed Bryce and feeling guilty for it on top of being injured :(

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caritov · 5 years ago

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13 reasons why 3x01

Clay’s face when asked if he wants his mother is hilarious. But Clay, she is a lawyer, she has your best interest at heart, she is awesome. Don’t be stupid. CALL YOUR MOTHER

Oh, Tyler (this is going to be an ongoing sentiment, isn’t it?)

Student body president? Go Jessica! She is so awesome

Arg, not being from the US, it’s hard to keep track of the Spring Fling, and Homecoming, and how long ago they happened. Keeping track of the timeline is going to be annoying

No, Tony, it’s not your responsibility. Are these dimwits ever going to learn to ask for help???

Hahaha, puppy dog eyes never worked on Jessica. If that’s true, she has a superpower

Not really easy to say who was wrong and who was right. You are supposed to call the police, but in order to do that, you have to trust them. Just goes to show that we are in trouble when we can’t trust the people and institution meant to protect us. And these kids can’t.

Yay, parents!! (You know you are old when the character you are most attracted to is the dad)

Tony is so awesome

Yay, I thought we’d had no Courtney this season

It’s so nice to see Clay acting sort of normal on the tour. Reminds me of how he was with Hannah

“A brother should take car of each other” Awww

And there is Justin doing just that with Ani

“It’s called a gavel” Lol (Courtney would’ve gotten well with Wess)

So no Marcus? Fine by me

Student Council has no real power where I teach, but since participation has nothing whatsoever to do with College applications, they do try

“The Bryce that no one else knows”. So the really evil one?

Caleb!!!!

Ok. You are going to tell me soon what happened at that game, right?

Oh, Tyler

Random:

I like Ani, and I like the way she gives a new perspective o things. Well done, show.

I love Justin and Clay dynamics. The new room, the random comforting touches, the protectiveness. More please.

I have zero interest in a more human or sympathetic Bryce. But I doubt that they are going for that. So it’s fine for now.

I am disappointed to be spoiled for Bryce. It would be nice not knowing that he is dead.

So, no Ryan and no Sheri? I’ll miss them.

And now onto episode 2.

#13 reasons why #13rw #13rw 3x01

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nonbinaryparent · 5 years ago

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https://amp.mindbodygreen.com/articles/one-habit-for-raising-children-who-actively-question-gender-stereotypes

The One Habit To Teach To Raise Kids Who Actively Question Gender

By Bobbi Wegner, Psy.D.

June 10, 2019

Last night I walked in late from my clinical practice and grabbed a quick dinner before bed. My kids were amped up and excited, and my son (Tyler, age 8) and daughter (Eve, age 5) played on the couch. They are like little puppies, often jumping all over each other and constantly touching, talking, and engaging, for better or worse. I mostly try to quiet the constant buzz of noise that too easily seeps into my brain, but last night I caught wind of a statement and then a question directed at me.

"Eve, you are tomboy. Mom, Eve is a tomboy, right?"

Eve continued pouncing on her brother unaware of the implication, but it gave me pause. I listened, thought, and noticed my own internal reaction.

By all outside accounts, I guess Eve is a "tomboy." She is tough as nails, rides dirt bikes, wrestles (and sometimes dominates) her big brothers, and often takes her T-shirt off when she’s hot.

I am proud of her. I was a "tomboy" too. What I wanted to say in that moment was, "Yes, Eve is a tomboy, and she does whatever the f*ck she wants." My friends joke that she is my feral child, fiercely independent. If I were to disappear for a week or two, it would be Eve who figured out dinner for everyone. She would probably ride her dirt bike to the local coffee shop and negotiate an IOU contract with a confused yet impressed barista.

The thing is, she is not a tomboy. Or a boy at all. She is herself. She is a girl. She likes dirt bikes, wrestling, winning, and can weather physical injury better than a cage fighter. She also loves puppies and playing house, and her most favorite thing is cooking with me. We share a deep love for beautiful napkins, dinner parties, fancy flowery perfume, and cool heels. She is Eve. She is cool. And she is all girl.

I push them to ask themselves: Why do we say what we say? How do we know that to be true? Where did that come from? Where did we learn that? What are we actually trying to say?

I know this personality makeup well as we share passions that are often paradoxical and opposing to the outside world. I am a woman with varied interests, and I feel all woman. Eve is a girl with varied interests, and as far as I can see now, she is all girl. It is that simple.

Although in my own inner dialogue, I want to say, "Yeah Ty, Eve is a tomboy, so watch out," that would undermine everything about those qualities being feminine, too. I would be gendering behaviors that aren't inherently gendered. My automatic response is not appropriate for the current culture anymore. And the responsibility falls on me to notice my automatic thought, process it, and say something different.

Although it might seem that I am advocating for gender equality for my daughter, this is a direct message to my son, too. The message I want all my children to hear loud and clear is that you are you. There is no expectation from me around how you should behave based on your gender. Of course, there is an expectation to be kind, polite, welcoming, hardworking, and courageous, to name a few, but those are expectations I have across the board for all of my children.

Teaching the art of questioning.

Gender stereotyping is reductive and limits the horizons of possibility, and denying expression is only harmful to our kids' health and well-being in the long run. One of my parenting priorities is to offer as much opportunity as possible so my kids have the freedom to choose their path themselves. I want to build self-efficacy. Ultimately, my hope is that they lead an empowered and self-led life. Training starts now, not in adulthood. We need to be helping our kids build a sense of self from the inside out.

So, in the moment, I teach Ty that tomboy is a dated word that doesn't apply anymore. But what I am really saying is it is OK to be you—in whatever form that is. I constantly challenge them to think critically about the language they use. So much is absorbed from school and the outside community, and the best defense I have is to teach intellectual and emotional curiosity.

I push them to ask themselves: Why do we say what we say? How do we know that to be true? Where did that come from? Where did we learn that? What are we actually trying to say?

For example, any time they say, "that is a girl toy or a boy toy," I ask them to think about what makes it so. Inevitably, they can see the flaw in their assumption; they learn to self-reflect, wrestle with meaning, and what I love the most—it removes me from the often annoying power position of teacher saying yay or nay. I can join them in an intellectual exercise rather than impose a way to behave.

Much of the meaning we create as a culture is so nuanced and implicit that we all participate in perpetuating ideas that we do not even buy into it. The first step in teaching kids to be open is to notice our own bias and challenge ourselves. We need to ask ourselves the same questions we ask our children.

Why do we think this? Where did it come from? What are we actually trying to say? It not only combats gender inequality and toxic masculinity, but it pushes kids to be more self-aware and tighten the language they use, not relying on automatic (what I call) "lazy language." Say what you actually intend to say.

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Taking small steps.

Listen, some parents will be far more comfortable and at ease dispelling gender than others, and that mostly has to do with our own progress toward questioning and deconstructing gender, a process that many adults are still going through themselves. That's OK. Some parents are bravely raising "theybies" and "gender-creative kids," for example, and that's amazing; meanwhile, for many other parents, that's just outside the scope of what they're capable of right now, no matter how much they want to support gender diversity.

But all parents can teach their kids the art of questioning gender. If you want to raise kids who feel free to explore their identity with complete freedom, it starts with raising kids with access to the tools of curiosity and open-mindedness. Raise kids who are open to following their interests, willing to explore, and committed to noticing the meaning embedded in our culture. Although those may seem like a tall order for such young kids, these are traits that are easiest to internalize the younger they are.

Here are a few simple habits to consider introducing in your household and parenting style to encourage a culture of questioning gender:

Notice any gendered language (i.e., anytime someone says someone did something because "they are a boy or a girl"). Notice it, name it, and encourage your kids to get curious about what that means.

Offer all options to all children. Boys are welcome to play house, and girls are welcome to play in the dirt. If the children naturally segregate, split time in both activities.

Create mixed-gender groups at home, with friends, and at school. Avoid the desire to tease your kids about "having crushes" on their friends of other genders.

Especially with boys, empathize and validate emotion. Positively reinforce sharing of all emotion with words. Help boys build a strong sense of identity that includes caring for and loving others.

Manage your own discomfort when your child wants to explore something outside of their culturally prescribed behavior (i.e., Eve wanting to take her shirt off, or Ty wanting to sit on the toilet to pee). Children are honest and will give feedback if it makes others uncomfortable. Your job is not to promote or rescue but rather to follow your child's lead.

Notice how work is divided in your home. What nonverbal messages are you sending? Be self-aware and reflective and see if your behavior matches your intentions.

Lastly, be self-compassionate. Know you will make missteps. So will your kids. Be honest. Be curious. And create an open dialogue.

#parenting #nonbinary

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hockeyandstuff91 · 7 years ago

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How did this happen? - Part 6

Word count: 4,974

Players: Tyler Seguin, Alexander Radulov, Jamie Benn

Other people: Katie

Warning: cussing

Authors note: Yay part 6! Sooo I don't know that you can't get Boston cream doughnuts in Texas, however in this case we are going to pretend that you can't lol.

ALSO LMAO I just kept writing and writing and writing so oops.. its a lot longer than I meant for it to be, also why it ends the way it does because I could totally keep going but I decided to make this two parts lol

Translations for this part are going to be: детка = babe in Russian (according to google translate. I apologize if this is not accurate lol)

Hope you enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6.5

(Brooke’s POV)

I was dragged out of my sleep by my phone going off. I groaned and opened my right eye, squinting at the clock on my bedside table.

Fucking 8? Really? It's my damn day off and I can't even sleep in.

I sigh and grab my phone off the table and pull the charger out of it. I slide my finger across the bottom and hold it up to my ear, pulling the blanket up over my head.

"Hello?" I mumbled.

"Still asleep?" Tyler was way too awake this early in the morning on a Saturday.

"I was but not anymore," I sighed.

"Wow someone is grumpy this morning," he laughed, I heard his car door open and close in the background and the sound of the engine start. I could tell I had been switched over to the car speakers as he started to back out of his driveway.

"Sorry Ty, I just was hoping that on my day off I would get to sleep in."

"It's okay. You want me to grab you anything?"

"What do you mean?"

"Like breakfast! A coffee or something? I'm gonna get myself something before I head over."

"Over where?" I was still way too tired to keep up right now.

"To your apartment!"

"At 8 in the morning?!"

"Yeah I wanted to stop by before Jamie, Rads, and I go golfing."

"Why?" I asked, a little more irritated than I meant for it to come out.

"Jeez I just wanted to see my best friend but you clearly aren't in the mood. I'll just-"

"No Tyler I'm sorry," I groaned as I pushed the blanket off of me and I sat up. "I'm still half asleep. I'm not exactly following this conversation that well right now," I managed to huff out half of a laugh.

"Alright well I'll be there in like 10 minutes. You want anything?"

"Yeah just get me a doughnut? Do they have Boston cream down here?"

"You like Boston cream doughnuts?!"

I laugh "Yes Tyler I did live only 3 hours from Boston my whole life, all of the dunkin donuts had them."

"I haven't had one in a while. Probably since I was in Boston."

"Well if you find one, that is what I want because neither have I. If not I'll just take a frozen mocha drink of some kind, and a glazed doughnut would be good."

"Alright sounds good. I'll be there soon."

"Okay drive safe," I said and we both hung up. I yawned, stretching and got out of bed. I looked at myself in the mirror and took my hair out of the french braid it was in, throwing it up into a messy bun instead. I didn't feel like getting dressed right now and if Tyler was going to golf with Jamie and Rads I knew he wouldn't be here for long so maybe I would get the chance to go back to sleep after he left. I walked out to the living room of my apartment and sat on the couch, pulling a blanket over my lap since I was only wearing an oversized tshirt. I flipped the TV on and found nothing interesting, of course, so I just turned it to the sports channel for background noise and decided to scroll through Instagram.

About 50 puppy pictures, and random hockey related posts later I heard a knock on my door. I set my phone down on the coffee table and got up, pulling the blanket with me, wrapping it around my shoulders and walking to the door. I looked through the peep hole, seeing Tyler standing there waiting for me.

I opened the door and poked my head out "Yes? Who are you?" I smirked.

"Oh come on!" Tyler laughed and I stepped away from the door, opening it all the way for him.

I turned and made my way back to my nest of pillows on the couch and sat back down. Tyler followed close behind me, setting our drinks and a paper bag of food on the coffee table. He pulled out a separate smaller bag from the bigger bag and tossed it to me.

"Here you go princess," he smirked and sat down on the couch next to me.

I raised an eyebrow at him and opened the bag, gasping. "Where did you find one?"

"I went to a special bakery in town that is owned by a family that was from New England. They have specialty New England items you can't get in Texas anywhere else."

"Aww Ty you didn't have to-"

"Oh if you didn't notice there's two in there, one is for me. I forgot all about those sugar filled devils until you brought it up," He smirked and stuck his hand into the bag and pulled one out for himself.

I just laughed and rubbed my face as I yawned again, still not fully awake.

"Aww is Brookie tired?" He mocked me, wrapping his arm around me as he ate his doughnut.

"Yes," I mumbled and laid my head on his shoulder while I slowly ate my doughnut.

"Well tonight there's a hockey event going on and the players are allowed a plus one. You wanna go with?"

"Me?" I asked, tilting my head to look up at him, seeing him take the last bite of his doughnut.

He laughed and wiped my cheek with his finger, there was chocolate on it, clearly I was making a mess, but at least it was entertaining him. He licked it off his finger and smirked at me, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You're gross," I laughed.

"Why?"

"Because I know what your mind is like, don't even start its too early."

"Fine fine. Anyways do you want to go?"

"I don't have anything to wear for something like that, Ty."

"That's okay we'll get you something," he said and pulled out his phone. "Rads just texted me and said Ashlyn is going, you two can go shopping and find something I'm sure."

"Ty I don't have extra money for all of this right now, I'm barely making my rent as it is," I said looking back up at him.

Tyler looked down at me and smiled "It's okay I'll cover it. I really want you to go Brooke."

"Is that why you came to my house at 8 in the morning?" I asked him as I finished my doughnut.

"Well.." Tyler smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "I thought that if I asked you in person you would be more likely to say yes."

I sighed and nuzzled my face into his shoulder, closing my eyes. I normally would argue with him buying something for me, especially something I knew was going to be expensive. But it was too early and I knew he wouldn't take no for an answer anyways. "What kind of event is this anyways?" I mumbled against his shoulder.

Tyler rested his head against mine and rubbed my arm. "It's a charity event for the children's hospital. We go visit them tomorrow before the game, but tonight we are raising money so we can bring them the check tomorrow."

"Awww!" Anything kid related made my heart melt, especially for ones that were sick. I had been in the hospital for 2 weeks, over Christmas no less, back when I was 9 so I knew how they felt. Having the guys show up to visit them tomorrow was going to really make the kids happy. "Yeah I'll go Ty," I smiled against him.

I had been surprised how cuddly of a person Tyler was, but I for sure enjoyed it. I didn't think he would be open to that especially since we were just friends, but it made sense, there was no pressure there for him to be anything but himself and it just felt natural.

"Yeah? Great! I'm excited. The other guys will be there, some you haven't met. Of course you know Jamie and Rads the most out of them all, Ashlyn and Katie will be there so you girls can hang out when we have to go mingle."

I nodded and pulled the blanket over myself more, some of it covering Tyler as well.

"Ohh no don't get too comfortable. I need to go meet Jam and Rads in like 20 minutes to get in some golfing before we get ready later," he laughed.

I whined and pushed closer to him. I would much rather just spend the day with him but I knew that both of us had our own lives to live away from each other sometimes, even if a lot of the time over the last couple months we had basically been attached at the hip for the most part when he was home.

"I know," he said softly, almost reading my mind. "You get 5 minutes of cuddle time and then I gotta go," he said, pulling me closer and wrapping his other arm around me.

I smiled and rested my head on his chest, feeling his chin rest on top of my head. He rubbed small circles on my back as I just listened to his heart beat. It was soothing and it almost put me back to sleep before Tyler started to pull back.

"Alright I gave you 3 extra minutes, if I'm late I'm blaming you," he laughed and I pulled back so he could get up.

"Jamie and Rad wont care," I said and watched him grab his coffee.

"Rads might not but Jamie.. He takes his golf very seriously," He laughed, smiling down at me.

"What doesn't he take seriously?"

"Good point. Oh! Before I forget here..." Tyler reached into his pocket and grabbed out his wallet and dropped a card onto my coffee table. "Don't spend more than like a grand k?" he laughed again.

"What?! There is no way I would ever spend that much on a dress Tyler, this isn't a wedding, don't worry," I smiled and stood up to give him a hug.

"I know. I just forget sometimes you aren't like other girls from around here," he said wrapping his arms around me again.

"Well that's because I'm not technically from here. But yes you're right, I'm not like most of them," I smile and give him a slight squeeze. "You know me Tyler, I'm not a huge materialistic person."

"I know," he nodded and pulled back from the hug. "Okay so text me pictures or something, I need to know what tie to wear."

"We are gonna match?" I smirked and raised an eyebrow at him, he nodded. "What is this prom?" I laughed.

"Oh shut up, you know Rads and Ashlyn and Jam and Katie are going to match. You don't want to be left out do you?"

I sighed and shook my head "Nooo.. I guess not," I smiled and walked him to the door.

"Have fun dress shopping. And don't spend all of my money!"

"I won't! Have fun golfing," I said and closed the door behind him.

Ashlyn and I had gone to a few dress shops around the city, me being mostly frustrated that none of them fit me well. I wasn't exactly a tiny girl, I had a few more curves to me than most of the other women that were going to be at this event tonight. Of course it didn't help that I also had a large chest (thanks a lot mom and gram) so finding a dress that fit all of my lovely assets wasn't the easiest thing. Thankfully the ladies at the dress shops loved to help and I finally was able to find a dress that I liked, and would wear more than once.

I walked out of the dressing room in the 3rd dress at this store. It felt like I had tried on at least 100 dresses and we had been dress hunting all day, but I knew that was just because I hated trying on clothes. This dress had been on the mannequin in the front of the store and both Ashlyn and I had been eyeing it the whole time, but there was no way I thought it would end up in the dressing room with me. It was a dress I wished I could wear but never felt like I could pull off. It was a tighter dress than I was comfortable with, ruched all the way down the front of the dress, the neckline had a piece added on to add an off the shoulder look, and it was beautiful deep dark purple color, which was one of my favorite colors.

"You look so great!" Ashlyn smiled as she watched me turn from side to side in front of the wall of mirrors.

"You think? It doesn't like.."

"No Brooke its beautiful."

I sigh and nod, turning around and smile at her.

"Do you like it?"

"I do yeah. I do think it is pretty and I think I look good in it-"

"But?"

"I mean you know I have self confidence issues, and normally I wouldn't try to worry too much about it but its a bit different this time."

"Because of Tyler?"

I just nod and turn back to the mirror, looking at myself, I pull at the fabric to try and make it hide the places on my body I don't like as much.

"Brooke stop picking. You seriously do look great"

"You sure its not too tight? I mean I could find something more flowy.."

"If you aren't comfortable in it then don't get it. But I think you are worrying too much. I know you like Tyler and I know you want to make a good impression on him. But he likes you for you. I mean you guys have been attached at the hip when they have been home, there's a reason for that. Don't stress so much," Ashlyn said, getting up and walking over to me, fixing the dress.

I sigh and nod. "I just know the type of girls-"

"Yes I know. We all are aware. But you know what there's a reason they don't stick around long. Why it wont ever last with one of those girls."

"I know I know."

"Then quit, and lets go pay for this and see if we can find you some shoes to go with it," she smiles at me in the mirror.

I walk back into the dressing room and then laugh, realizing there's no way I'm getting this thing off by myself. I poke my head out the dressing room and ask Ashlyn to unzip it for me, going back in and changing into my normal clothes. I walk back out, the dress carefully draped over my arm.

"So how much does that thing cost anyways?" Ashlyn asks as she stands back up off the couch.

"I haven't dared to look yet," I said and laugh.

"Well look!" Ashlyn laughed and walked over to me.

I grabbed the tag and flipped it over. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, but it was for sure not something that I would ever buy myself.

"Ugh," Ashlyn groaned.

"Yeah I would never buy this for myself. Nope," I shook my head and started walking with her towards the shoe section.

"Well good thing you aren't!" Ashlyn laughed as she started looking at shoes.

"Did you get a new dress too?"

"Yeah, Alex paid for it. It was a little less than that one," she motioned to the dress still in my arms.

I nodded "Well lets just hope that the shoes aren't stupidly expensive too," I smile as we look through the displays.

The dress was going to be $350 which was honestly not surprising, but that still didn't make me feel any less bad. I know Tyler said that it was fine but I wasn't that type of girl. I didn't buy expensive things, I didn't like when other people bought me expensive things either. I just hoped he didn't mind that if I went to more than one event with him I would be wearing this dress to a lot of them.

Thankfully Ashlyn and I had found some cute black heels to go with it that were only $100 and me knowing shoes so well, after working in a shoe store back at home from the ages of 16-21, I knew that was pretty common and not a bad price at all.

We walked over to the counter and set the dress and shoes up there. The lady behind the counter placed the dress into protective bag that allowed it to still hang flat. She grabbed a box for the shoes and told me that my total was going to be about $460. I nodded and handed her Tyler's card and looked over to Ashlyn, shaking my head.

She laughed and nodded, knowing that I hated doing this. "You'll be alright. It wont kill you to treat yourself for once."

"Oooh I know," I said and grabbed the pen from the counter to sign the slip before grabbing his card back and putting it back in my wallet and then into my purse. I grabbed the dress bag and Ashlyn grabbed the shoe box as we headed back out to her car.

"Aw shit I forgot to take a picture of it to send to Tyler."

"It's okay we can take one when we drop it off at my house."

"Drop it off? Why what else are we doing?"

"Katie invited us to go with her to get our nails, hair, and makeup done before tonight. Tyler didn't tell you?"

"No he didn't. But that was very sweet of her to invite us!"

Ashlyn and I had hung out with Katie a few times, at home games, as well as at some cookouts and dinners that Jamie and her had invited all of us to when the boys had a little down time between games. She was very sweet and welcoming to the two of us, which was really nice. I did feel a little out of the loop at first only being the friend but she never made it feel like I didn't belong, which I appreciated a lot.

Ashlyn and I got into her car and made the short drive to her apartment. I hung the dress in the doorway of the hall that lead to her bedroom and unzipped the protective cover.

"Brooke, I was thinking on the way over here you shouldn't send Tyler a picture of the dress," Ashlyn said as she grabbed a water out of the fridge.

"Why not? He asked me to so that he could pick out what tie he was going to wear."

"Well take a picture of just the color then instead of the whole dress. Make it a surprise."

I shrugged "Yeah I guess. I mean I don't think hes going to be stunned or anything when he sees me," I laugh as I pull out my phone and take a picture of just the color of the dress.

"You never know!" Ashlyn said as she walked by you and into her bedroom to grab her dress to bring out and show me.

"Maybe.." I said softly, not loud enough for her to hear me since she was in the other room now.

I opened up the message app on my phone and went to Tyler's name. I sent the picture of the dress and added in

Me: You'll have to wait until later to see the rest, but here is the color 😜

I pocketed my phone and zipped the dress back up and went to grab a water from Ashlyn's fridge for myself. Just as I did Ashlyn came out with her dress, also in a protective bag, and hung it up next to mine in the doorway.

"Ooo yes I'm excited to see yours!"

She unzipped the bag and moved it out of the way so I could see the whole dress.

"Oh that is so beautiful! Does Alex know what it looks like yet?"

Ashlyn shook her head. "No I went yesterday while he was at practice. He said he didn't want to know until tonight when we all showed up for the event. Us girls are going separate from the boys since we are leaving right after our appointment to come back here to get dressed and then head straight to the event."

I just nodded my head. It was a good thing I was a go with the flow kind of person because all of the plans that were going on today I had no knowledge of, but I was having fun so I didn't really care.

"Well I think we are going to look great!" I smiled and walked over to where Ashlyn was standing so that I could look at the dresses better.

After another 20 minutes of talking about our dresses and relaxing on the couch we went to go head to the salon to meet Katie for our appointment. We stopped at a coffee shop to grab a few drinks for the three of us before meeting Katie in the parking lot of the salon.

"Hey girls!" Katie smiled as she came over to greet us, giving each of us a hug.

"Hey Katie how have you been?" Ashlyn asked.

"Great! Are you two ready for tonight?"

Ashlyn smiled and nodded, I just kind of looked at Katie.

"Whats the matter Brooke?" She asked as we headed inside.

I shook my head and shrugged. "Nothing."

Katie and Ashlyn looked at me but didn't say anything since the lady had greeted us when we walked in the door and started getting our information for the appointment. We got brought over to a few chairs to get a pedicure to start with.

I placed my feet in the water, enjoying the massage they were getting by the jets in the water. The ladies who were going to be doing our pedicure had left to go get the lotions and nail polish colors we had picked. I happened to be sitting right in the middle of Katie and Ashlyn which meant as soon as we were left alone the two of them both turned to me.

"What?!" I laughed and looked between them.

"Are you doing okay?" Katie asked me.

"Yeah why?" I asked, taking a sip of my mocha iced coffee drink.

"You just seem.. different than usual," Katie commented.

I looked over to Ashlyn and she gave me a small smile. She understood what was going on in my head but I guess I was going to have to explain it to Katie, which I wasn't really sure how this was going to go because she was one of the skinny and pretty ones that I always compared myself to.

"I know I'm not being my normal talkative self today," I start as I turn to look at Katie. "I'm just not sure what to expect for tonight is all," I smiled at her.

"Oh you'll be fine! We will be there with you. And Tyler and the guys will all be there. There is nothing to worry about," she smiled back. "But I feel like that's not all it is," she said giving me a quizzical look.

I sighed and pursed my lips, thinking how to explain this to her. "I'm not exactly the most self confident person. I got a really great dress but I'm just a little worried about it."

"What? Why you are beautiful!" Katie said.

I smiled "Thanks."

"She's over thinking it because Tyler is going to be there," Ashlyn said, knowing that you didn't really want to say it but it was going to come up at some point anyways.

"Why would that-" Katie started but then nodded "Oh I understand," she said and reached over, grabbing my hand. "You and him are close sweetie. I haven't seen him and another girl attached to each other like the two of you are. I wouldn't worry so much about your physical appearance Hun."

I sighed and nodded "I know. I keep telling myself the same thing. I mean back when he and I first met we both agreed that we felt like we had known each other forever. So there's something clearly there that makes us so close to each other, which is great."

The two other girls nod and Katie sits back in her seat. The nail tech ladies come back in and sit in front of the three of us on their stools and start our pedicures.

After a few moments of silence I speak up again, adding to my previous statement "And I mean honestly as much as I like him, even if we didn't end up together I'm glad that he and I are so close as friends."

"Yeah you guys are great," Katie smiles, looking up from her phone over at me.

"I just have a bad feeling that I will end up pushed out if someone else comes along, that's all."

"I wouldn't worry about that," Katie says shaking her head.

"Why not?"

"Because I don't think that would happen, not with the way he acts with you."

"Yeah but the type of girls he goes for and I usually don't tend to get along with one another."

Katie laughed "Yeah but there's a reason why none of them have lasted."

"I said the same thing!" Ashlyn said.

"See?" Katie said, pointing to Ashlyn "She knows."

"Oh so do I. I just always compare myself to girls like that, and I think that also has to do with the whole issue of tonight. I don't want to stick out among the rest of you. I mean I already do as is just being the friend-"

"No you won't stick out. You will look amazing. Stop. Worrying."

"okay okay!" I laughed and sat back.

The rest of the afternoon we talked about other random things, the topic of the boys not really coming up except for when Jamie called Katie to let us all know that they would be getting to the event a little early and would meet us out front.

"We need to hang out more just us girls, without the boys! This was so much fun," Katie smiled as the three of us walked outside. We had spent 3 hours in there getting our toes and finger nails done, hair styled, and makeup done.

"We really do! Especially when they are gone for away games," Ashlyn suggested.

Katie nodded "I get so bored at home alone when Jam is gone, having the girls over more often would be great. Oh! So I brought my dress with me, you girls don't mind if I follow you back to your apartment and we can all get dressed there so we can cut down on cars we take? I have room for all of us."

"That would be great! Alex asked if I wanted to stay over his house after the event anyways," Ashlyn said. "So if I don't have to drive I'm happy with that," she laughed.

I nodded "I'm sure I can convince Tyler to drive me home after," I laughed.

"Okay, I'll follow you guys," Katie smiled as she got into her car and we got into Ashlyn's.

Once getting to Ashlyn's apartment Katie gushed over our dresses and was excited to see what we looked like in them. Katie got changed first, Ashlyn and I leaning against the counter in her kitchen while we look at Instagram.

Ashlyn's phone rang and I saw Alexander's face pop up on her screen. I smiled and stepped away, walking over to where my dress was hanging up so she could talk to him.

"Hello?" Ashlyn answers her phone.

"Hey детка," Alexander responds.

Ashlyn smiles, loving when he uses Russian words that he had taught her. "How was golf?"

"Good! I missed you. Can't wait to see you soon."

"Me too. We should be headed out in a few minutes. Brooke and I just need to get changed and we are ready to go."

"Okay. We are just parking the car I will see you out front when you get here," Alexander said

"Okay. We are all coming in Katie's car so I will ride back with you tonight if that's okay?"

"Of course детка!"

"Alright," Ashlyn giggled "See you in a bit."

"Bye bye."

"You two are so cute," I smiled over to Ashlyn as she hung up her phone.

"Oh shush," Ashlyn said just as Katie walked out.

"Your next!" Katie said, tapping my shoulder.

I sighed "Alright well I'll need one of you to zip me up when I come out," I said and walked into the bedroom to get changed.

After getting dressed us girls all walked out to Katie's car and made our way to the event. There was a line of cars, a valet attendant taking people's keys to park their cars. Not something that I was used to, but it was fun to get all dressed up and go to something fancy like this.

"Oh there are the boys," Katie said, motioning over towards the front door.

The three of us got out of the car, the boys walking over when they noticed us, Alexander took Ashlyn's arm and escorted her towards the door, I could over hear him complimenting how beautiful she looked.

Jamie smiled and brought Katie over, nudging Tyler who was on his phone, typing something. He finished and put his phone in his pocket before looking up, seeing me for the first time tonight in my dress.

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Our day in a nutshell ✨ • Tyler and I woke up and had our coffee outside while answering some emails and playing with our puppy pack • Got our gear all packed up for sessions today - first is a newborn session for one of our past wedding clients 🥰 // second is a family session for another one of our past wedding clients. ALL the adorable reunions today!!! • Once those are completed we will be back this evening to post A TON of previews and send off A TON of completed galleries we tackled after spending time with family over the holiday weekend. We also had some tidying up to do when another large branch fell from our trees (yay home ownership and stuff literally falling from the sky haha) • I’ll be tackling ALL the creative photo goodies while Tyler dives into emails and helps with session planning and doing all of the numbers/bookkeeping/invoice stuff he loves (at least someone enjoys that side of running a business 😊 - I’m the creative artsy one // he’s the logistics guy - what can I say)🤷🏻‍♀️ • And since it isn’t a wedding weekend (first one without since the reopening), we do either a late night movie with our pups or play some old school video games (like Spyro) ❤️ • Right before bed we review all of our commitments for the next day and just discuss goals and overall vision for things. We end up on a million fun/ridiculous tangents but we always end up going to bed on this really positive note. Feeling like we know exactly what to expect tomorrow but also still daydreaming about the future... while surrounded by a bunch of dogs trying to cuddle in close and sleep in our bed who are often already snoring long before lights out 🤣🐾 • The End https://www.instagram.com/p/CCeRKZ4nipc/?igshid=1bevznz59yqoj

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Teen Wolf: Said The Spider to The Fly

THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG! I WARNED YOU!!! Okay lights, camera ACTION… Oh it’s Lacrosse Oh hey Scott I’m ready to see Stiles, please. 😛😛 Coach Finstock!! The bigger they are… The Bigger. They. Are. / Cream Cheese lol I love Coach 😂😂 Scott stop pimping Liam out and give him a hug!! Aww Liam, Mason and Corey. I literally love them so much. 😍😍 Hayden. Moved!?! 😲 Lol Liam said Scott’s leaving too and I laughed because of how cute he said it 😂 Aww Liam, Corey, and Mason haha College talk I’m ready to see Stiles, please. 😛😛 Liam shot up like “What? Captain that’s my spot!!!” Haha Coach didn’t know it was Liam No wonder everyone is starting to suspect the pack of being supernatural. Liam and Scott literally walked to a wounded wolf with the lacrosse team watching!! Think first!!😒😒😒 - I’m ready to see Stiles, please! 😛😛 Awww those poor wolves 🐺🐺🐺 WHY ISN’T DYLAN IN THE OPENING CREDITS?!? 😲😲 … .Special Guest Star?: Dylan O'Brien, yeah whatever. He is the star! Malia doesn’t care, she wants French dudes. GIVE HER FRENCH DUDES!! Scott/Liam Father/Son The(Wolf) Talk Where’s Stiles?? 😛😛 Who are these people and why do I care?? Ohh they released the new hell hound guy. That’s why I care. Okay. Is she the new Morrell?? Well, that’s a problem because I liked Morrell, I need more from this lady. I NEED SIZZLE!! Liam’s tough year. Corey’s invisibility complex. Mason’s. Just. Perfect! 😄 Where’s Stiles? 😛😛 … I saw this guy on a few episodes of One Day At A Time. I like him! Go Froy!/Nolan What’s a scarow? Scarerow? Whatever? The books they’re gone Screaming *Why does this keep happening to our school!!??“ Sydney girrrrlll didn’t you take the SATS why are you even still in a classroom? Eww Sewer. Eww oh god what is that!? I’m dead Holland got that cigarette commercial looking like a movie Lydia your mom just LOVES YOU!! LET HER LOVE YOU!! 😢😄 SCOTT YOU CRAZY! Awe Melissa holding down her own! Yeah Scott’s got plans!! Oh shit Melissa you held the button I want Stiles, please. 😛😛 Yay Malia!!!! 😁😁 Paris, she’s going to Paris! No more supernatural problems for her. HOW MANY BEACON HILLS COPS HAVE TO DIE. THEY DESERVE BETTER!! … I hear Parrish. My body is ready now point me towards the sexy!! 😉😉 Don’t you ignore Melissa when she is talking to you, you Hellhound!! Oh Parrish Aww they brought her dinner! That’s not dinner. Mama McCall I would bring you breakfast, lunch and dinner 😄 Sexy Hellhound Face Off!!! And GO!!! You hot precious baby Liam. NO ONE HITS PRECIOUS BABY LIAM!! 😠😠 OH MY DAMN!! LEAVE LIAM ALONE!! LYDIA No! Now is not the time! Someone almost got Liam! Lydia where does your mind take you!?!? …So Stiles(😛😛) isn’t really going to be in this is he?? … That puppy, monkey, baby kickstart commercial makes me uncomfortable 😕😕😕 After what happened earlier they’re still letting students in and at night too!!? SEXY HELLHOUND FACE OFF IS A GO!! I REPEAT SEXY HELLHOUND FACE OFF IS A GO!! Lmao if I was Mason and Liam told me to get behind him I’d be like “dude I wasn’t going to get in front of you, soooo… no worries ✌✌” Oh is she giving me SIZZLE!?! What’s up home girl?! LIAM LIAM LIAM MASON MASON MASON MASON LIAM LIAM LIAM LIAM LIAM!!! And they’re both down… BROS! NOT. GIVING. UP. ON. A. STILES(😛😛). APPEARANCE. Aww Stiles told Scott to Be Gentle with his jeep Roscoe in a note 😢😢 so sweet Lydia just help and leave as much info as you can and they’ll be fine. You can leave! Liam is hurt HAAAAAALLLLPPPPP… he and Mason are so brave 😭 Hahaha Malia doesn’t have time for this! She’s going to stay isn’t she??? Yeah, I knew it. Lol she really wants to gobto Paris. Always a price to pay why can’t the people of Beacon Hills catch a break!!! Oh I think home girl is trying to get hot enough to sizzle!! I need more!!! Oh shit she’s hot!!! She practically on fire! She gave the sizzle!! Okay, she can stay. You know what I’m going to keep her at a lukewarm for now. . Are… we… talking… about… STILES!?!? Stiles voicemail!!! 😲😲 Stiles sounds so cute!! I love him. He’s so grown up!! Oh shit there he is!! I can’t breathe someone help me!!! Stiles is with the FBI OH MY DAMN!! AHHHH! He keeps interrupting THAT’S SUCH A STILES THING TO DO! OH MY GOD DEREK!? AND HIS ASS!? 🍑 Stiles spit his water everywhere and I just want to run through all of it like a sprinkler… I want to be that girl that is sitting in front of him He can’t pronounce Stiles’ actual name hahahahah 😂😂😂 I love how Matt(hew) Shively’s name is on the list and he starred on Teen Wolf when Stiles was in Eichen House I just want to lie down and thank Colton Haynes for talking Tyler Hoechlin into coming back for the last half of season 6. Thank you Colton 🙌🙌 Who recorded Derek running through the woods though?? Hunters!?! And how does the FBI have it & who did Derek kill?!?! Leave Derek alone he didn’t do anything to anyone. They are giving us Sterek and no matter how small their scenes are together I am here for it!! End episode… BANSHEE SCREAM 😱😱😱😱😱😱 to the death(until next Sunday) 😱😱😱😱😱😱 Teen Wolf 🐺🐺

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