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Hey! Could you do fluff Katsumoto with wife reader where Magnum and Higgins need his help with their case and he call his wife but they don't know that he's married? (She's a phycologist). CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!! You decide how it end Tag me later. Thanks! :)
Okay this is incredibly adorable and it may even break my hiatus bc I love it that much!!! It may be a bit bc I’m swamped with school but I’ll tag you!
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disasterfandoms · 9 months
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Nyla Harper is one of the prettiest characters on this show and I will die on that hill
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the lovely nyla harper before & after it took nolan all of 30 seconds to irritate her into breaking cover
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disasterfandoms · 11 months
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Am I playing Mario party instead of doing literally anything productive? Yes. Do o have a whole ass final project due tomorrow that I haven’t even started? Also yes.
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Thank you so much!! 💖
D. Morgan Fic Rec
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since I noticed the (sadly) lack of fics for my lovely derek, I wanna send my appreciation for these authors 🫶 also send some fic rec if u have some <3
🤎 - fav
brave | 🤎 | by @velvetcloxds
@ddejavvu
friends to lovers w/ derek morgan
"quit your bitching and kiss me pretty ma."
derek falling for hotch's daughter
derek x shy!reader soulmate | 🤎 |
loosing virginity to derek morgan
@cafeacademia
sleepy cuddles with derek | 🤎 |
downpour
placing bets | 🤎 |
morgan comforting reader by @luveline
princess treatment | 🤎 | by @beautifulbibliophiles-blog
unsteady by @ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused
@theoreticslut
"do you feel the same?"
confessions upon your skin | 🤎 |
@lilys174
"wait you're being serious?"
"that's my real mom"
"there's blood"
@specialagentlokitty
the first time | 🤎 |
home again
@wildflowerluver
beautiful sound
valentine's day flowers
baby girl by @bl00dwyrm
stay, stay, stay by @blushingbucky
anticipation by @supermarvel-fics
enjoying moments by @ssa-atlas-alvez
disaster strikes | 🤎 | by @inej-twilight-ghafa
"go to sleep baby" by @randomfanficsig
mercy by @supercriminalbean
you're not penelope by @dr-spencer-reids-queen
i know | 🤎 | by @shmaptainhotchner
one bed trope by @sublimecatgalaxy
@ofwilliamandwalter
falling into fate
back to you
it's always been you
(s)mother
finally by @the-bau-quinjet
dating derek morgans hcs by @disasterfandoms
@captainhotch
causing confusion
turtleneck
close call
scare them away | 🤎 |
@mollysolo
love you from here
intertwined
the pain of the past by @hotch-stufff
begin again | 🤎 | by @imaginesfordifferentfandoms
derek morgan x non bau! reader by @fairyellieee
@make-me-imagine
“You've been pouting ever since I went out on that date, what's up"
'being followed' + "did you hear that?"
kidnapped by @frost-queen
derek morgan w/ shy short s/o by @too-busy-reiding
stabbed by @snax-writes
i'm fine by @fanficwritinggirl
@storiesofsvu
spring carnival | 🤎 |
start of something new
shy by @lovesclinic
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Hey I love your lists 😍 I was hoping you could pretty please write an HC about Higgy from Magnum Pi being pregnant ❤️
Hi, sorry for just now seeing this! Added!
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I have a Magnum PI request so reader is like a little sister Thomas and gets kidnapped by someone.
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disasterfandoms · 2 years
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Hi, i really enjoy your seal team imagines so i wanted to request something! :)
Could you write a platonic reader x seal team? Could you base it of the scene in season 3 episode 11/12 were David almost faints and they are worried about her, but then with the reader? So like the reader was roughed up during the flee and when they get to the safe house the reader does not want to take a rest, being stubborn, and then later the reader almost faints, worrying the guys and the reader allows them to look at them and rest for a bit.
I hope everything is clear and alright! :)
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NSFW Alphabet ~ Dominique Luca Edition
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Anonymous requested: “ Would you be able to do a NSFW alphabet or headcannon for Luca at all? Xx “
TW: SEX, minors DNI; afab!reader.
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A= Aftercare (what they’re like after the act): I imagine that Luca is an incredibly touchy-feely person. He would want to cuddle you, after he cleaned the both of you up.
B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers): His favorite body part of yours is your hips. He loves holding them for leverage, as well as keeping you closely. 
His favorite body part on himself is his arms. He works hard on his body, and he knows he’s strong enough to protect you with them.
C= Cum (anything that has to do with it): He loves cumming on your stomach. He likes you being able to feel, and see, just how amazing you made him feel. That being said, he loves for you to cum on his face, feeling the rush of liquid coming forward as you came, becoming even wetter for him.
D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory): Luca would love for you to take control in the bedroom. He’s generally a “tough” guy, who prefers to be dominant, but sometimes he wants to see you boss him around.
E= Experience (do they know what they’re doing): He knows exactly what he’s doing. He has a lot of experience, whether it be in relationships or one night stands, and he expertly gets you to cum, over and over and over again.
F= Favorite position: He loves for you to ride him, especially after his hip injury. He loves seeing you bounce up and down on his cock, holding onto your hips as you ride him. He also enjoys that you can take your time, making sure you stare into his eyes as you cum all over him.
G= Goofy (how serious are they): Luca can be very goofy, very fun during sex. He doesn’t mind to relax and just take his time to make sure you’re having a good time. He doesn’t think it has to always have to be rough and fast.
H= Hair (grooming habits): He keeps everything trimmed down, and the carpets match the drapes.
I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty): He’s very romantic, he prefers to be intimiate and slow, rather than angry and rough. He believes there’s a time for fast, hard fucking, but it isn’t his norm.
J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often): I don’t think he jerks off very often. If he does, it’s because he needs a release fast and you aren’t around to help him out.
K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual): Blindfolds. He loves taking away one of your senses, making your experience a little more fun for you, since you never know his next move.
bondage. Nothing intricate, but he would love to tie you up so he can have his way with you, without you trying to stop him (unless you give the safe word),
praise kink: he loves hearing how good he’s made you feel, and encourages him to continue to get you off.
L= Location (where they like to get it on): Luca would only have sex with you in his home. He has a reputation to maintain, and can’t risk getting caught anywhere else.
M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons): You teasing him, or trying to test him. He loves how you look when you’re cocky, and would pin you to a wall to wipe the smirk off of your face.
N= No (turnoffs or absolutely won’t do): Luca won’t do anything with his gear, or any weapons. He’s also not huge on roleplaying, it’s hard for him to play a role and focus on your, and his, needs.
O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are): He prefers to give, rather than receive. That doesn’t mean he will turn you down if you wanted to give him head, but he’s skilled and wants to make sure you have one or two orgasms before any penetration.
P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed): Luca can last for 10-15 minutes a session. 
Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard): Luca doesn’t like wuickies, he prefers to take his time with you. He will, however, hurry up and finish you off if he gets called into work.
R= Risk (do they like to try new things): He likes to stick to what he’s used to, and it takes a lot of discussion with you to try something new.
S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts): 2-3 rounds, 10-15 minutes each.
T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers): Luca would happily use toys on you, but he’s not one to use them on himself.
U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves): He loves to tease the shit out of you, getting you worked up, not letting you cum until he says so.
V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk): He grunts, and is only a little loud when he cums. He will do dirty talk, though, espeically if he sees you enjoying it.
W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort): Luca wearing a baseball cap backwards as he fucks you, especiallyy if it’s after he was at work and was still in an adrenaline rush.
X= X-ray (what’s down below in dem pants): thick, but medium length.
Y= Yearning (sexdrive level): Luca would have sex 5-6 times a week if he could, but understands it’s not the only way to be intimate. 
Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after): He only falls asleep after he makes sure that you’re comfortable and relaxed.
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👀 …. Definitely
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just thought I'd share this here too, please stay safe you guys </3
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here's the link to the tweet, there's more information about this in the replies, please read them <3
edit: DO NOT USE DUCKDUCKGO, IT SHARES UR INFO !!
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I love your fluffy alphabet for Luca, but would you ever do a smut version of the alphabet for him? 😁
Hi! It’s in my drafts! I should have it finished sometime within the next week!
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hannahhhhhh you’re the sweetest 😭 i had no idea it was so good!! i needed something to tide me over the hiatus and i think i’ve accidentally found my new obsession 😂
It’s so well done, and funny! It’s a needed break from some of the really dark crime shows!! It does it’s dark moments beautifully too, even when they’re messy 😂
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disasterfandoms · 2 years
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That show is fucking amazing
the rookie has been added to my fandoms list - my characters list has been updated with everyone who i’ll be writing for!!
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Fix It: Don't Go Where I can't follow, Chapter One
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Summary: What if Full Metal never died, at the end of season 4?
A/N: This is easily the longest story me and @bravo-four-seal-team​ have ever written. This is chapter one of the doc that started it all: The Fix it. It contains many, many Original Characters, please go back and read the rest of the series before reading this one. PLEASE read the trigger warnings, this story is dark and twisty, and filled with a lot of pain and suffering.
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TW: suicidal ideation, suicidal attempt. sex, pregnancy, vomit, alcohol use, description of medical procedures, death, near-death, code blue, domestic violence, PTSD, depression, anxiety, graphic language, mental abuse, hallucinations, blood, panic attacks, mention of miscarriage, mention of past abuse, mention of past injury, mention of disabilities, stalking, kidnapping, mention of ventilators, mention of comas, mention of past abuse, mention of stillborns, mention of rape, rape, mentions of gags/bondage.
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“He’ll smell us before he hears us,” Clay joked, team, coming to a stop when they saw Lisa, Jason felt his heart stop, he couldn’t lose another brother.
“Before you go see him, the surgery went well, however, it's too early to tell if he's fit to operate again,” Lisa explained, the team looking at each other.
“But he’s alive,'' Trent asked, seeing the guys were trying to catch up “Yes, Metal is alive and recovering in the medical bay, '' she smiled.
The guys didn't let anyone stop them, “Move” “make a hole” “watch out” being called out as Bravo shoved their way through the hallways to the medical bay.
“You guys stink,” were the first words from Metal as he bookmarked his page, his peace shattered.
“You scared us, man,” Jason started.
“No feelings,” Metal warned, causing them all to laugh.
“Listen, man, thanks for what you did.” Clay began.
“Don’t, we’re trained to make a split-second decision, it was a clear choice.” Metal said.
Trent rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well I know two people who are gonna be pissed at you,” he stated. The team began to laugh, as they were well aware of who Trent was talking about.
“Coming!” Amelia called out to whoever knocked on the door. She had just finished putting Willow down for her morning nap and had started cleaning up the place from this morning’s playtime.
Hurrying to the door, she swung it open, seeing her friend Eric and almost smiling, until she realized he was in uniform and the look on his face.
“Eric… who?” She asked, her voice shaking. Her left hand going up to her locket, she still wears it after all these years and trying not to tear up, thinking the worst.
“It’s Full Metal, Amelia. He’s alive, but he’s been seriously injured,” Eric said softly, and quickly, opening his arms as the woman he’s talking to collapses into his arms, crying. He holds her for a few minutes before she calms down enough to talk to him.
Leading her into the living room, he sits her down and starts to go to the kitchen he’s been in quite a few times. One of the perks of his best friend being one of his operator’s wives is he knows his way around their kitchen well enough that in times like these it becomes a godsend. He started making tea for her, having begun to like it by the end of her pregnancy, and a cup of coffee for himself. He can’t hear his friend crying anymore, which he feels is a positive, and her daughter was still asleep, which seemed like the optimal timing for having a conversation like this.
Taking the mugs into the living room, he sits down beside Amelia, placing her cup of tea in front of her. She nodded in gratitude, taking the mug in her hands and blowing slightly, waiting for her friend and bearer of devastating news to get comfortable before she spoke.
“What happened, Eric?” Amelia asked finally, gathering the nerve to speak, to find out how her brother… no, can’t go there. He’s alive, all that matters.
“RPG blast. He shut the door to the building he was going to save Jason and Clay. Had a tension pneumothorax, Clay did a needle decompression in the field, they got him stabilized and he’s okay on the ship. His leg is shattered, though, and his chest, according to Jason, looked shredded. Too soon to tell if he’ll operate again,”
“Damn him and his heroics, almost got him killed. Anyone calls Ashley, yet?”
“Her CO let her know, told her to go home, look after what she needed to prepare for him coming stateside.”
“Fuck… she’s probably shut down, now.”
“Are you going to be okay?”
“Yeah, he’s alive, Trent’s alive. It’s all that matters.”
“Staff Sergeant Sawyer,” the Master Gunnery Sergeant called out  “A moment of your time?” Ashley looked over, getting up and following her CO “Sir?” she asked, entering the room and the door getting shut behind her “This is the on-base counselor,” her CO began “she will offer her services to get you through this hard time”
The marine blinked, frowning “Sir what-”
“Have a seat”
“Sir, all due respect, I have a team to prepare to go out, can you tell me what the hell is going on?”
“We received a call from Captain Lindell, of Devgru, that you are listed as next of kin for Scott Carter,” he stated, watching as the woman slowly sat down “I regret to inform you that he sustained injuries while saving teammates. He is alive, however, the injuries are serious, he took a blast from an RPG.”
Ashley nodded slowly “Uhm...his sister? Has she been told?”
“I’ve been informed that Commander Blackburn has broken the news to her.”
Ashley nodded, trying to think of what to say when her CO continued “You’ve been relieved of duty. You are required to contact the base and find out what you will need for his return to home soil.”  
“Um, thank you, sir,” Ashley said, leaving the room, her mind going to possible outcomes, she needed to check in with Amelia, how she was holding up, she grabbed her things, heading out to the car, she’d deal with whatever panic hit her later, right now she had to get home and figure out what needed to be done. By the time she got there, she was lost.
“What,” Metal muttered, feeling someone poke at him.
“Checking you're still alive,” Trent’s response came from beside him, “You know you are going to get hell from both of them when we get home,” he asks.
That got Metal to open his eyes and sigh, “I know.”
“Could’ve been a completely different call to them.” Trent said, “One that none of us wants to have to deliver,” he continues, looking at his friend, shaking his head, “Good news for you, until we are cleared to go home, we are doing a rotation every two hours, to make sure you are still alive,” he smirks, looking over as Jason came through the door, “my first shift it over, have fun with Jase.” he says getting up, and moving out the room, as Jason took Trent’s place.
“Don’t need a babysitter, '' Metal said, Jason, shrugged.
“Well, that's what happens when you play the hero, it gave us one hell of a scare, but Clay still owes a case of beer,” Bravo One smirked.
An hour and a break to check on the baby later, Amelia was back to cleaning her home, alone with her thoughts. Eric had to go back to base, arranging Scott’s transport home with Bravo. She couldn’t sit still even if she wanted to, not in her nature, and it helped clear her mind to make the place spotless for Trent coming home, even if it was early because they were down a man.
Her brother was down. God, she needed to call Ash.
First, though, she was calling her husband. She needed to lay eyes on him herself to see he was okay. Not that she didn’t trust Eric, the man knows more secrets about her than her husband at this point, but seeing him with her own eyes would make her heart stop beating out of her chest.
It took a few minutes, from grabbing Willow once she was awake, getting more tea, and grabbing something to feed her while they were talking, but she finally sat down in the dining room, waiting for Trent to answer her call.
“Hi.” Trent greeted, looking more tired than she'd seen him in a while. He looked dirty and sweaty, like he hadn’t showered yet, and was still in his uniform.
“Hey, Trent. Needed to see for myself that you were okay. Have you seen Scott? How is he?” Amelia asks, desperately wanting any information on her big brother.
“He’s okay, in a lot of pain. Was up and reading his book when we saw him after the OP. Stop staring like that, love, I’m alright,” Trent tried to reassure her, but he knew the point was moot.
“Sorry, I just… I, we were so close to losing both of you,” Amelia spoke, sounding like she was about to cry. She shook her head, trying to get the negative thoughts out of her head, and focused on Willow, who was having a blast with her yogurt puffs.
“Don’t apologize, Ames. Have you talked to Ashley?”
Amelia shook her head, stating, “No. I know her CO told her to go home, prep for him coming stateside. I haven’t heard from her, though. Think the only one she’ll want to talk to is Scotty.”
“Mam! Mamamama” Willow cooed, smacking the highchair table. Trent felt a surge of emotions hearing her, God he missed his baby girl.
“You want to see Dada? Yeah? Gimme a second, T, your daughter wants to see her Dadada, as she says now,” Amelia says, laughter filling the air, as she stood to lift Willow out of the highchair.
“I’d love to see my little sunshine… Hi Willow! Oh my goodness, you’re getting so big!” Trent talks excitedly, happy to see his little girl, but a little sad seeing how big she’s gotten since the last time he held her.
“You gonna say hi to Dada? Hmm? There ya go! We miss you, T.” Willow starts waving at the screen, smiling at her Dad makes silly faces at her to get her to laugh.
“I miss you both, too. Only a couple more days, they’re letting us off the ship early. Hate to cut this short, but I need a shower and then try to convince your brother to call Ashley,”
“Go. We love you, and we’ll see you in a few days. If you get a hold of her, have her come here instead of being at the house alone, okay?” “Yes ma’am, bye Amelia, bye Sunshine!” And with that, they waved goodbye and ended the call, going back to Willow’s daily routine of afternoon snuggles while getting milk, as Amelia sits down to watch a crime show while she’s being held down.
Hopefully, someone can get through to Ash.
"Hey kiddies" Ash whispered, kneeling to check the cats "Let's get you fed" she mumbled.
Moving through the house, it felt empty, she knew the job could be tough, it's why she never got into relationships, but she didn't expect to be in a relationship with Metal this long.
Quietly moving to the kitchen to get the food for the cats, looking around she swallowed the lump forming in her throat.
She began writing a shopping list, then moved through to the bedroom, stripping the sheets, carrying them to the washing basket, then getting fresh ones and sorting out the bed.
She had heard from the medical staff about the injuries, she needed to get the guest room prepared for herself.
She kept moving, but with each second, each minute that went by, the weight she was feeling got heavier. Leaning against the wall, she tried to calm her breathing, tears blurring her vision "Fuck" she muttered, running a hand over her face. Slowly sliding down the wall as the tears won.
Trent sighed, he had showered and changed, making his way to the medical bay, where Sonny was annoying Metal.
"Sonny, I need to speak Metal for a moment," he said, Sonny nodded, getting up and leaving "You need to call Ashley," he says.
Metal frowned, shaking his head "No, she doesn't need to know" he stated.
"Metal. Amelia got told by Blackburn, Ashley was informed by her CO, she's getting your place ready for your return" Trent explained "You need to call her, let her know you're okay" he sighs.
"I'll do it later" Metal muttered, he didn’t want to cause panic, he was fine, sure it could have ended badly, but he didn’t want Amelia or Ashley worrying.
"If you won't do it, I will. You can't just shut her out from this." Trent said, leaving as Clay came to take over from Sonny. Once in Bravo's quarters he opened the laptop and called Ashley when the call was answered he sighed "Oh kid," he muttered, it was always a shock seeing Ashley crying, or evidence of her crying "How are you holding up?"
"I uh...I don't know what to do Trent" his sister whispered, "..how is he?"
"He's banged up pretty bad, but all that matters is he's alive, he's coming home" Trent muttered, Brock looking over, watching his brother.
Ashley nodded slowly "I uh...I got to go shopping." She whispered
"Amelia says to go to ours, she doesn't want you alone right now"
Ashley nodded, wiping her eyes, taking a breath "Bye Trent" she whispered, and the call ended.
After receiving an email from Trent that he told Ashley to go to their home, and get the baby down for her second nap of the day, Amelia quickly got the guest bedroom ready for Ash and made sure she was prepared for the flurry of emotions that’s waiting for her when Ashley arrives.
She was just finishing making sure the fridge and pantries were stocked with stuff her sister-in-law would enjoy when she heard the alarm code being put in on the door. She went to the entryway, to find the marine, stumbling into the home, looking devastated and unsure of what to do.
“Oh, Ash… come here,” Amelia says, pulling the younger woman into a hug. She doesn’t usually see the young marine break down often, so it’s worrying to feel her tears soaking Amelia’s shirt.
They stand there for a few minutes before Amelia guides her over to the couch in the living room and has her sit down, while she goes and makes some tea for the both of them. When she comes back, Ash is still sitting right where Amelia left her, tears staining her face.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, Ash? Here, tea.” Amelia sat the mug in front of her, before sitting beside her, watching her friend try to keep the rest of the tears at bay.
The Marine glanced up, from her hands, nodding her thanks, but she knew she wouldn’t drink, she couldn’t, she had tried eating before she left but felt sick, she hurt, she wanted it to stop. Taking a shaky breath she looked to her friend, her sister-in-law “We...um...we coulda lost him” she spoke quietly, she felt the tears running down her face again, she needed to stop crying, she needed to be strong for Amelia. She tugged nervously at her sleeves, realizing she never changed when she left base, she was still in the long-sleeved shirt she had and camo trousers.
Looking up at Amelia, shook her head and whispered “I can’t lose him Amelia...I just can’t” she mumbled, she needed to be in control, she had to be, it was Amelia’s brother, she knew that it would hurt her more. Yet here she was breaking her heart.
“Hey, look at me,” she ordered the young woman, waiting until she saw Ashley’s eyes before continuing, “We didn’t lose him, you didn’t lose him. He’s alive, and stable, and being annoyed in Medbay by your brother and their team as we speak. It’s okay to be scared, Ash, and it’s okay to cry,” She finished, putting her arm around Ashley’s back. She checked the baby monitor, making sure her daughter was okay, before focusing back on her sister.
Ashley sighed, wiping her eyes, she needed to get back in control, she hated when she wasn’t in control of her emotions “Do we know when they will be coming home?” she asks, clearing her throat a little. She was exhausted from crying “I uh...don’t even know what I’m supposed to do Ames” she admitted.
Amelia gently smiled at her before replying, “Trent said something about being home within a couple of days. Eric is arranging transport so Scott can come home with them, having an ambulance meet him at the airfield to St. Samuel’s, just where his leg isn’t fixed yet, and the collapsed lung causing him to have chest tubes… you did know what his injuries were, right? You’re doing what you can do until he’s home, Ash. You’re gonna keep me and Willow company, and then you’ll be there at the hospital with him.” Ashley listened, processing the words said to her, she wasn’t told exactly what the injuries were, but she was aware they were bad and meant she would need to be careful when Metal got home. “Told they were bad, didn’t know how bad” she whispers “Was told he could've died...You sure you need me hanging around here?” she asks, she didn’t want to get in the way of Amelia’s routine. “How is Willow doing?” she asked, she loved her niece, she was always happy to spend as much time as possible with her.
Amelia sighed, bracing herself for Ash’s possible reaction, “He took the brunt of an RPG blast, had a bad chest wound, think Eric told me it looked like he had been ripped to shreds. I know he had a collapsed lung, because he told me Clay did a needle decompression in the field, and his leg was shattered by the shockwave. He’s awake, and talking, Ash. They've got him, he’s gonna be fine,” Amelia paused, letting the words sink in for Ashley. Before she could continue, though, Willow’s cries sound out from the baby monitor.
“C’mon, you want to see your niece, right? Come on up with me, you can put your bag in the guest bedroom while you’re up there. And, by the way, Ash, you’re never a bother to me or Willow, okay? Always welcome here,” Amelia added, standing up before heading up to the pink-colored nursing, hosting an upset and bright-eyed baby girl in the crib. “Hello, little sunshine! Do you decide to wake up, hmm? See Auntie Ash coming to play? Let’s get you changed so Ashley can have her turn with the baby girl.” Amelia commented, picking the baby up and putting her on the changing table to change her diaper.
Ashley watched how Amelia was with Willow, it amazed her every time seeing the interaction between the two, silently leaning against the door frame watching, her mind wandering, she kept checking her phone for any type of contact but had nothing, she was still trying to wrap her head around the idea of the different injuries that Metal had suffered. She was worried about how he would be when he came back, she’s seen plenty of Marines from units suffer from injuries, many of them shut down, never to be heard from again. “You’re a good mom Amelia,” she says, once her mind is somewhat settled “Willow is lucky to have you and Trent as parents”
“Oh I don’t know about all that, we manage, don’t we Willa-loo? Hmm? There we go, baby sunshine all clean! Wanna go to Auntie Ashley, or you wanna nap on Momma?” Amelia asked Willow, who when picked up, instantly laid her head on her mom’s shoulder, relaxing in her embrace. Amelia looked at her baby and smiled, always nice to have some baby snuggles.
“Think she may still be a bit tired, but she’ll throw a fit if I lay her down now. C’mon, we can order some food for dinner and you can talk to me about those thoughts swirling around up there,” she told Ash, smiling when Ash almost looked annoyed that she read her face.
Following Ash back down to the living room, Amelia gingerly sat back down reclining a bit so Willow can stay in her comfortable position. “So, I’m guessing you haven’t heard from Scott, either, since you looked surprised at me listing his injuries. Just give him time, Ash. He’ll reach out sometime today, knowing him.”
“I’m worried Ames, he gets stuck in his head when he’s on the job” Ashley sighed, running a hand through her hair, she was thinking of every worst possible outcome “You know, he’s always been so dedicated to the job…but god when he is out of hospital he’s in for it, I get protecting your teammates, but...the no contact?” she huffed “I don’t think I've been this worried in years...last time I was like this was T’s injury” she muttered, leaning forward, hands going to her hair, she needed to stop.
Taking a few breaths, she laughed a little “You know, Scott was worried about the fact when he came back, I was going away again, my CO has signed off on 8 weeks leave to help care for him, I didn’t ask, my CO emailed me and told me to ‘make sure the elite are back to 100%’ it was supposed to be a simple deployment, that's what he told me” she huffs, smiling a little “Gonna get him a few books...a bored Scott for a few hours, easy to deal with, bored Scott that will be cranky for weeks? Don’t get me started” she tuts, watching her friend, with her daughter, the marine, unfortunately, would never understand how people could handle kids, she didn’t even know how Metal handled kids. “What's the plan then? Do we meet them at the landing strip or the hospital?”
“Have no idea. I know me and Willow are meeting Trent at the tarmac, we’re his way home,” Amelia paused, looking down at her little girl, making sure she fell back to sleep, her hand rubbing the infant’s back. She then smiled at Ash and continued, “We’ll probably stop, get T something to eat and then head to the hospital to see Scotty. Lots of books, lots of reality tv, and cuddling him if his injuries aren’t too severe when he goes home. Know you’re worried for him, but he’ll be okay, just gotta give him a second to get his shit together to call you. Probably scared you’re pissed at him.”
Amelia laughed slightly, before motioning to her friend she was taking the baby upstairs again so she could have her hands freed. Within a few minutes, Amelia returned baby-less and had sat back down on the couch, grabbing remotes in the process. She took a long look at her friend, worrying about her. She hadn’t changed out of her uniform, her hair was a mess, and her eyes were swollen as if she had cried a million tears before she got to her home.
“Let me grab you a set of more comfortable clothes. They may be a little big on you, but you shouldn’t have to stay in your uniform this whole time,” She offered, getting up to go to the laundry room. She came back with a pair of leggings and a t-shirt, one that she knows is Trent’s given the size of it, and handed them to the young woman on her couch.
Muttering a ‘thank you’ to Amelia as she took the clothes, she carefully held them in her lap, she didn’t want to move “I’m not...I’m not pissed at Scott, I just need to...know hear him, so I know he’s ok” she sighed, tugging at her sleeves again, she watched the other woman, as she moved to sit down “Ames, how are you holding up?” she asks.
She was so caught up in her head, her own emotions, she realized she never made sure Amelia was ok, or how she was handling things, she felt awful for that. Trent wasn’t here to support his wife emotionally, so she knew she needed to make sure her sister-in-law was ok. “Seriously Ames, how are you holding up?”
Amelia sat down on the couch, leaning her elbows on her knees, clasping her hands in front of her. She took a deep breath, and nodded, trying to keep the emotions suppressed, “I’m alright. I uh, had to call T after I talked to Eric, physically lay eyes on him to make sure he was alive before I relaxed. Never easy, for one of you guys to be out there, in danger, and then get hurt because of it. But, you’re alive, on my couch, my husband is in one piece, on a ship in the middle of nowhere, and my brother survived an explosion he probably shouldn’t have. Can’t complain, given the odds. That, uh,” she paused, collecting her emotions once again so they didn’t spill out, “that knock on the door, seeing Eric in uniform… worst feeling I’ve felt in two years, and I went through a 20 hour, unmedicated labor.” She chuckled at that, reaching up to rest her chin on her palm, her fingers covering her mouth. She shook her head, as if her mind was an etch-i-sketch, erasing the memories away.
“Gonna email T, see if we can get an update, maybe he can pester my brother into showing his face to you,” She suggested, before getting up from her position and going to the office, sitting down at the computer. She sent out a quick message, then went back to the living room, to her friend, and started asking about dinner plans before the baby woke up.
Ashley listened carefully, she could see that Amelia was trying to keep it together, so she reached over, pulling her into a hug. She never understood the fear that she felt when they went off somewhere for deployments, but now she did, it was something she never wanted to feel again. When her friend went to email Trent, she looked at her phone again, sighing, firing off another email of her own to Metal, asking him to respond so she knew he was ok.
“Hm?” Ashley said when Amelia asked about dinner plans “You eat, I'm not hungry” she says, but when she got hit with the look she always seemed to get, the one she titled ‘Nice Try, But you won't win’ look, she frowned, it wasn’t a secret that when something happened and emotions took over, Ashley would avoid eating, especially when it came to emotional issues about her family.
“Ames, don't gimme that look,” she sighed, eyes focusing back on her phone “this is killing me, like...even just replying to tell me to shut up or something, just so I know...I can’t focus on dinner…”
Amelia shook her head and sighed, she truly hoped this wasn’t the beginning of Ashley shutting down again, last time it took days for her to snap out of it. She wouldn’t eat, drink, or talk to anyone but her therapy horse. Dammit, Scott, just call her for fucks sake.
“He just needs time, Ash. You know how you are when you’re injured or hurt, Scott’s similar. He doesn’t like to talk, not until he’s processed what’s going on with him.” She took the younger woman’s hand, and squeezed it gently to reassure her, before standing up and saying, “Okay, well I’m ordering Chinese takeout, get some noodles for Willa-loo to try before T comes home and freaks out that she can eat solids. I’ll order your usual, and there’s wine in the fridge for once you’re okay enough to have a girl’s night in.”
Ashley nodded slowly, she hated the fact that she couldn’t do anything, she was used to being overseas, on a base, where she could shut down her thoughts and focus on the task at hand until she was on a plane home. This was killing her, she had a whole new unit to help train before a deployment, she hadn’t expected any of this, who would? “When did she start eating solids?” Ashley asked quietly, looking over to where Amelia had moved to, she left her purse at home “I’ll pay you back tomorrow when I go back and check the cats” she muttered.
That heavy feeling started to come back, she wasn’t sure if it was a headache trying to form or if it was from the fear she was feeling “Trent’s gonna break when he sees his Lil girl eating solids you know that?”
“You don’t need to pay me back, Ash. We’re family, and it’s $10 in food. Not a big deal. Started introducing them to her around six to seven months, slowly. It’s kicked off here in the last week or so, though. She’s obsessed with these yogurt drops, and I’m still most of the time giving her baby food and milk that’s in the freezer. He’s gonna lose his mind when he sees how much she’s grown since he last held her. Sorry, boring you with the in and outs of raising an infant. How’s Void? Apple? Rainey?” Amelia asked as she was sanitizing the high chair in preparation for dinner. She then tried to find the take-out menus, decided on a place, and ordered via a delivery app.
“It’s not boring,” Ashley hummed. “I enjoy hearing about how things are going with Willow...I'm pretty sure they know something is wrong '' she huffed, getting up “I’m gonna go get changed” she muttered, she needed out of her uniform “Is there anything you need me to do when I come back?” she asked, watching her friend move around and wipe down surfaces and get things ready.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes” Ashley mumbled.
“Uhh, not sure. Depends on whether Willow naps much longer, if so maybe just put the dishes away? She stays asleep for another half hour, which she usually does, I’ll be able to grab them. Shit! Gotta let Adonis out. Okay, yeah, the dishes while my boy is outside?” She asks, squatting down to the German Shepherd sitting at her feet, and giving him some love.
“C’mon, Donnie, let’s go out. Yeah? Are you ready? Let’s go!” Amelia talked excitedly to her four-legged friend, walking out into her backyard on the warm, May day.
“I’ll be back in a moment” Ashley smiled a little, watching her sister, she then moved to the guest bedroom, changing from her uniform, into the clothes Amelia had given her, then re-tied her hair up, before moving back down to the stairs, and to the kitchen, she could keep her mind busy this way. She hated knowing this is what Amelia felt whenever one of them came back injured, she owed her friend a few drinks the next time they went out together.
She got the dishes done for Amelia, though she wasn’t sure where everything went, looking at the time she sighed, she needed something strong to drink, but couldn’t because she knew Amelia would be on her ass about eating something if she did.
“C’mon, Donnie! Good boy! Such a good boy! Here, want a treat? Yeah? There you go! Hey, Ash. You at least look a little more at ease. You holding up okay?” Amelia asked as she put away the treats, Adonis happily disappearing to his crate for a nap. Before anyone could get a word in edgewise, though, a piercing cry came from upstairs.
Amelia shot Ash an apologetic smile, then quickly walked upstairs to tend to her baby. “Hi, Willa-loo! How.. are… you!” She said as she tickled the baby’s limbs, her legs kicking and Willow screamed in delight. She picked Willow up, checked to make sure she was clean, and walked downstairs, putting her in her bouncy chair to play while she finished cleaning up.
Amelia came back to the kitchen, finding Ash right where she left her. “So, where were we?” She asked.
The young Marine shook her head, smiling a little, she wouldn’t fool Amelia “You were asking how I was holding up, we both know the answer to that” she says, taking a breath to calm herself down “So...what else needs to be done?” she asks, watching her friend. She couldn’t help but keep glancing at her phone, so far she had received a message from her CO finalizing leave, but nothing else, she kept watching the time, counting each minute that went by, she hated it. But it was the one thing keeping her grounded. “So, what now?”
“Uh, well, you can go relax on the couch, play with your niece, and I’m going to be folding a bunch of onesies and socks and pants for the little munchkin in there. Then, I’m starting a load of adult laundry, and putting away baby clothes. By then the food should be here. Waiting on an email back from T that he’s gotten it through Scott’s thick skull that he needs to call you, but nothing yet.” Amelia updated her, then walked into the laundry room, beginning on the never-ending pile of clothes.
“I can chill and play with Willow” Ashley smiled, she would never turn downtime with her niece, she loved the kid, she smiled at the small child “Hey kiddo” she grins, glancing at her phone one last time, before putting it in her pocket. She needed her attention fully on Willow.
Trent was sitting talking with Clay and Brock, three of them finally able to eat, when the email came through from Amelia; sighing, he stood up. “Where are you going?” Brock asked once Trent stood up, his food half-eaten
“Gotta go knock some sense into Metal” Bravo Four muttered, leaving the room.
Walking through the ship to medical was a slow process, having to watch out for people, call out when it came to areas you needed to climb down or up, it was why they hated ship deployments. But when he got to the medical wing and to where Metal was laying, trying to focus on reading, while Ray wrote out a report in the chair next to him, Trent just came straight out with it “You need to call Amelia and Ashley” he said “Don’t start, Amelia emailed me, Ash is worried, she’s already stopped eating and drinking, she keeps messaging you.” he said to his friend.
Ray glancing between the two, he would leave, but right now it was best to remain where he was, Metal huffed, setting his book down “She’ll be fine.” he said “Least for the day I’ll call her tomorrow” he said, but Trent glared, snapping a photo and then sending it to Amelia “She only wants proof that you're alive, even message her to tell her to shut up, but you’ve blanked Amelia and Ashley. I get that you're in pain, that being laid up sucks. But shutting people out is not the answer to this. We all know our family, you don’t get a moment's peace, so I’ve sent that photo to Amelia, probably a bad idea, but they need to see you are in one piece” he said.
“Trent” Ray said calmly, looking between the two men “This conversation probably isn’t the best to have right now”
“Ray, I have my wife sending me messages that concern me, they are in the dark about this, we can’t tell them much, but for fucks sake, one message isn’t hard to send out,” Trent said, before turning and leaving, he needed to get some air.
Amelia was halfway through putting away the baby clothes when she heard the sound of her email app notifying her of a new message. Normally, she wouldn’t be too concerned, but video chats and emails were the only way she and Trent could keep in contact while he was overseas.
She quickly abandoned her task, picking up her phone and opening the email. He said very little, but the picture attached to it says a million words. Tears immediately spring to Amelia’s eyes when she sees Scotty, looking pissed off as ever, only his leg was in a cast, being held up in the bed to reduce swelling. Couldn’t see his chest much, there were too many bandages to see the real damage.
“Ash! Here, Trent sent a photo.” She said while skipping down the stairs, walking at a quick pace to get to her sister-in-law.
Ashley stood up from her spot, walking over frowning “What?” she asked, when Amelia showed her the picture Trent sent, she felt like everything came crashing to a halt as she took in what she was looking at, smiling a little at that fact the image showed Metal pissed off, clearly at Trent taking a picture, she sighed a little, relaxing knowing that he was, somewhat ok. It was unclear how bad his upper body was, but she was happy knowing that he was alive.
She pulled Amelia into a hug, letting out a breath “Thanks for showing me” she whispered, feeling some weight lift from her, she moved back from Amelia, looking to the other women “You ok?” she asked, trying to assess what Amelia was thinking.
Amelia swallowed thickly, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just miss my husband and my brother. Glad they’re both okay, but my god I wish they were home. Hi Willow!
You show auntie Ash your new skill? Huh? If she’s holding onto something, she can stand up now. Want to show her?”
Amelia bent down to her daughter, grabbing onto her hands to steady her. The little girl tried hard to stand up, doing so with some effort. After she was up, though, Willow was bouncing up and down on her legs, dancing to the song Amelia was humming.
Ashley smiled, watching as Willow stood with the support from Amelia “Oh wow, look at you” she grins, amazed at how fast she was learning and growing “Gosh, she has been growing so fast, you know the boys will be shocked when they get home, still remember you meeting me at the docks with her, she was so small, now look at her” she laughs, watching the little girl giggle and bounce around.
“She was… three months old, I think. Almost six months ago, the time has flown by. She loves her bouncing seat with the toys and the one that hangs in the kitchen doorway. Usually, put something in a tub for her to stick her feet in. Sooner or later she’ll be walking.” Amelia comments, continuing to support her little girl standing.
Eventually, Willow got tired of dancing and sat down, letting Amelia get up from her crouching position to go answer the door for food. She motioned for Ash to come get hers, putting it on the counter before picking up Willow mid-crawl to put her in her high chair.
“Scott still being stubborn or has he emailed you back yet?” Amelia asked, cutting up some lo mein noodles into bite-size pieces and putting them on Willow’s high chair table. The little girl pinched it repeatedly, liking the texture, eventually taking a bite and then spitting it out.
“Okay, noodles are a no-go, let’s get you some baby food then, hmm?” Amelia told her, walking over to the cabinet and reaching for a container of some variety of vegetable purée. Once she grabbed it in a spoon, she’s back to her seat, ready to give Ash half of her attention, the other half focused on feeding her daughter.
Ashley laughed slightly seeing Willow spit out the noodles, she hadn’t even opened her container of food, the smell of the food was already disagreeing with her “um, no I haven’t had any response yet, but I'm a little better thanks to that picture, just wish he’d give me some form of...y’know indication that he does remember he has me” she huffs, rubbing the back of her neck “Why don’ you let me feed Willow and you eat?” she suggests.
“You sure? You need to eat, Ash.” Amelia was unsure of letting her do it, not that she thinks Ashley would harm Willow in any way, but she knows she’s using it as a distraction to not eat, again. She sighs, handing Ashley the food and spoon, and says, “Fine. But, no alcohol until you eat. Don’t need you blackout drunk because you haven’t eaten all day. I’ll eat and then get prepped for our nightly routine upstairs.”
Ash grinned, taking the food and spoon and sitting down, quietly talking to Willow and feeding her, wiping the little girl's mouth when required, glancing at Amelia she shrugged “No drinking, understood” she muttered “That good Willow?” she smiles “Gonna grow up to be a strong lady like your momma, yeah you are” she muttered, once again wiping the little girl’s face.
She was aware that she was trying to avoid eating, but she just couldn’t “You had enough? Yeah?” she hums when her niece began to avoid eating anymore “Alright, Ames, think your daughter is finished eating”
“Are you done Willabug? Hmm? Let’s wipe you off and we’ll put you in your pack-and-play. Only have about an hour before it’s bath time. You okay to hold her for a second while I go get the playpen and bring it in here?” Amelia asked glancing at her friend before focusing on her baby, who’s happily kicking her feet against her hip. She grabbed some wipes and wiped off Willow’s hands and face, her daughter shaking her head, making it hard to properly clean her face but making Amelia laugh.
Ashley smiled watching the two carefully “I'm good to hold her, or I can get the playpen for you” she says, hearing her phone beep, indicating the power was low, letting out a huff “I forgot my charger” she muttered “Christ my heads all over the place, tell me what you need done Ames, and I’ll sort it out” she smiles.
She was panicking still, about not hearing anything, it was always something in the back of her mind that would come up, that it would be something to shut her out fully from, but she kept hoping that she would eventually hear. “Come on Ames, lemme help you out, tell me where you need me” she grins.
“Uh, just hold her for a second, I’ll grab it. After she’s satisfied with her toy selection, maybe just clean up in here? Sanitize her high chair, wash her spoon and anything we used, etc. I’m just gonna go upstairs and get ready for bathtime and make sure I have what I need near the rocking chair for her nightly feeding, aka me being stuck there for over an hour, and then I’ll take over.” Amelia explained, handing over her baby girl to her aunt, before going into the living room and grabbing the pen, setting it down in the kitchen and making sure there’s enough in there to keep her child occupied, and then hurried upstairs.
The marine held Willow, keeping the little girl close to her, wanting to protect her niece from the evils of the world. Walking around she smiled, humming quietly, looking at the pictures on the wall and bookshelves. Eyes scanning the faces that had been frozen in time. She carried Willow into the kitchen, looking for the wipes for the high chair, noting where things were so she could find them easier later on.
Ashley looked over when Amelia came downstairs after a while, she couldn’t tell you how long it had been, she lost track of time, but she smiled, letting a mask slip into place with ease.
“Hey, nightly video call with T is here in a few, want to join? Think he said his shift with your boyfriend is here in a little bit.” Amelia offered, seeing that her friend is still worried to death about Scott. She’s all set upstairs, emailing T that Ash still wasn’t eating and getting prepared for the night, and prompted an impromptu video call tonight, but she wouldn’t tell Ashley that.
“I should probably sleep” Ashley mumbled, “Or just go through the uh training plans...something, Scott won’t talk to me” she sighs, watching Amelia “Don’t give me that look” she tuts, seeing her friend give her a look she always received “Look, you and T have your calls, you guys don’t need me crashin’ ‘em” she smiles slightly, she finally concluded that she just needed to leave people alone until they were comfortable to talk to her. “When Scott is ready, he’ll talk to me” she shrugs, she carefully thought about a few things before saying “I’ll probably uh pop out for a run, help clear my head” she grins “it’ll help me, though um… if Scott speaks to you? Just make sure he’s okay.”
Amelia sighed, nodding, before speaking, “Okay, if you say so. Just be careful, okay? Actually, y’know what, why don’t you take Adonis with you? He could use a run before the night’s over. And don’t worry, he won’t slow you down, if anything he’ll force you to work harder.” Amelia suggested, worried her friend was just gonna up and disappear. At least with her taking Adonis, she’s forced to come back.
The marine laughed slightly “Course, I’ll take Adonis with me, should be a few hours, it’ll tire us both out, but it’ll be worth it” she said, watching as the german shepherd got excited, clearly aware he was going to go out “Alright, um, his leash, treats and bags?” she asks. She just needed out and away for a while.
“Wanna go for a run with Ash? Yeah? Good boy! Here, his leash, bags are clipped to it. Treats are in the jar near his crate. Try not to be too late, okay? Worry about you being out there after dark, even with the best guard dog around.” Amelia smiled, petting her fur baby before seeing them out the door.
After the two left, Amelia grabbed Willow and did their nightly bath routine, changed her into her sleeper, and walked back downstairs to get a bottle ready. She was warming up the bag of milk under the sink when her phone dinged, no doubt an email from Trent saying he’s ready whenever she is.
After getting the bottle prepped, she trekked back upstairs, putting the infant down in the crib for just a moment to grab her laptop. Coming back upstairs, she set it up on the table so she could see him and vice versa, then picked Willow up, sitting in the rocking chair, and nestled the baby girl into her arms, letting her start drinking from the bottle before she called Trent.
“Hi Trent, how are you feeling?” Amelia asked, finally being able to see him after the long… seven hours since she saw him last.
Okay, she might be a little insane.
“Fine, love. Bit sore. Sunshine behaving for you?” He asked, smiling as he sees his little girl get sleepier the more Amelia rocks her, God he missed his little family.
“Oh yeah, happy baby as always. Loves her auntie Ash, saw her eyes light up when Ash fed her. How’s our boy?”
Trent chuckled, “Pain in the ass, as usual. He’s asleep, still dead set on not calling Ashley, or you.”
“Course he is, you know how he gets. He’ll talk when he’s ready. Everyone else okay?” Amelia asked, a gentle smile gracing her lips.
They talked for about an hour, keeping the conversation light. Willow fell asleep in her arms, but she didn’t have the heart to move her until Trent signed off, saying he was too tired and was gonna fall asleep if he didn’t go back to his bunk. They said their goodbyes, Amelia put the baby in the crib, and go shower, washing the stress of the day off of her.
Then, it’s just a waiting game for Ashley and Adonis.
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