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Jack Harlow x Reader : MISSING BIRTHDAYS

Requested by my bubbles 🫧 @hoodharlow 💙 🩵

Last night you celebrated Ezequiel’s fifth birthday party. A birthday party that you and Jack have been planning on for a while.

You were excited to see all your family and friends, some that you haven’t seen in a while. But most importantly, you were excited to celebrate your son.

It should’ve been an amazing time, with all the kids running around, fighting inside the jumper. To the tíos and tias getting rowdy over the music choice and which beer tastes better .

But sadly, it was nothing how you imagined it to be. In fact it was the total opposite and there was only one person to blame.

You, Mia and Ezequiel were in the living room sitting on the floor, opening the birthday presents Ez didn’t get into yesterday at his party.

You were halfway through a boxed present when you heard the front door being opened then closed.

You face your kids and notice Mia goes wide eyed and Ezequiel is just looking down at his little hands.

“Hey I’m home.” Jack announces as he walks into the living room with a huge smile on his face.

“Hi daddy.” Mia stands up and goes to hug him.

“Trator” Ez whispers loud enough for only you to hear.

“What’s all this?” Jack points to the pile of wrapping paper and toys.

“Presents Cheesy got.” Mia answers him.

“He got presents delivered early?”

You scoff and roll your eyes.

Ez stands up, looks at Jack with a sad and disappointing look on his face, but more so hurt. “Thanks for membering my birthday.”

Jack chuckles “What?”

“You pinky promised.” Ez lets out with a shake to his voice and walks out the living room.

“What is he talking about?”

“Unbelievable.” You stand up and start picking up the trash. “Yesterday was his birthday party, you know the one we’ve been planning for months.?”

Jack looks confused. “No, that’s until the twenty fourth.” He takes out his phone to probably check the date. “FUCK.”

“Daddy.” Mia warns him with a smirk, as she takes a handful of popcorn.

“Mia, not now please baby.” Jack tells her and follows after you to the kitchen.

“Y/N. I totally forgot, I’ve been super busy and my head has been all over the place.”

“We don’t make poor excuses when it comes to our kids. We made a promise to always be there for the important occasions involving them.” You slam the top of the trash can and turn around to face your husband. “He waited for you, he didn’t even get to enjoy his party because he kept looking out to see if his daddy would show up.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Are we those parents now? We put our jobs before our children?.” You walk back to the living room.

“You’re being a bit unfair here Y/N.” He shakes his head. “I can’t always put work on hold like you do to yours. I admit, I forgot about his party but you can’t hold it against me when my work it’s what’s feeding our family.”

“Wow, just wow Jackman.” You shake your head. “Find somewhere else to stay tonight.”

“I didn’t mean that, babe just cut me some slack.”

“You think I don’t get it? You think I don’t understand that you have a career? That I don’t see everything you’ve been doing? I do and I couldn’t be more proud of you.” You close your eyes for a few seconds and then open them right away, taking in a deep breath to control yourself.

“I’m not mad because you work Jack, I’m mad because you promised that little boy you’d be here. He asked you time and time again if you had work, and you said no every single time. My little boy was heartbroken yesterday.” You wipe a tear from your cheek, “You could’ve called or something, and maybe just maybe things would’ve been different.” You head out the living room to go look for your son.

Jack groans and sits down on the couch, his head leaning back on the armrest.

“Dad?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you and mommy gonna be okay?”

Jack sits up and faces his daughter. “We will be bug, I pro-“

Mia shakes her head, cutting him off “No promises.” She says sadly.

“I deserve that.”

She shrugs, “I’m not trying to be mean dad, but Cheesy was really sad. He didn’t even eat cake and you know he loves cake.”

“Hello? The door was unlocked losers.” A voice is heard coming from the foyer.

Jack groans “Great, the instigators are here.”

“We heard that bum.”

“Yeah that’s why I said it.” He looks up and sees it’s Blanca, Ree and Lucy, Y/N cousins. Jack stands from the couch and stands in the middle of the living room.

“Well if it isn’t the dead beat dad.” Ree says, glaring at Jack.

“Calm down, I’m around my kids so no need for the insults.”

“Ohhh what is that tia B?” Mia points at what Blanca is holding.

“This is for EZ.” She uncovers the box. “Le prometí traerle pan dulce.”

Mia smiles “Su favorito.”

“Llévaselos mientras hablamos con tu papá.” Blanca carefully hands Mia the box.

“Tia be nice.” She warns Blanca, then faces Ree and Lucy. “Him and mommy are fighting so don’t be mean to him.”

The three of them smile. “We’ll try our best bug.” Lucy makes no promises.

Mia groans. “Evil tias.” She shrugs. “I dig it.” And she walks out the living room.

“Say whatever you’re about to say.” Jack rolls his eyes.

“We’re not saying anything.” Lucy tells him.

“Uh yeah we are.” Ree says right away.

“I think it’s funny that you like to say family this, family that. But you can’t even make it to your son's birthday party.” Blanca shrugs. “Couldn’t be me.”

“BLANCA.” You gasp out as soon as you walk back into the living room.

“I’m just saying,” Blanca shrugs.

You shake your head. “They’re in the playroom.”

Ree smiles and goes to hug you, sensing that you’ve been arguing with Jack, which probably led to you crying. “We just came to drop off the pan dulce for the little man.”

“We saw Urban with Cassie and baby mama, so we knew little man would need his sweats”

“Thank you.”

The girls head out, leaving you and Jack alone.

“Not once, not once have I said you’re a terrible father and I’m not going to start now.” You cross your arms standing a few feet away from him.

“Y/N-“

“Before you start, understand that I’m not mad that you worked. I’m upset that we asked you numerous times if you were sure about having the weekend off and you said yes. I’m upset and hurt that you let my baby boy down. If you would’ve told us you had work, he would’ve understood that, because newsflash Jackman, our kids are way smarter and understanding than what you give them credit for.”

“I know I messed up babe, I do. But I didn’t do it on purpose. Chris keeps booking me for all these overseas festivals and I can’t back out of them.”

“I honestly don’t even want to listen to your poor excuses. What’s done is done, what you said to me it’s understood.”

“Y/N, I’m sor” you cut him off, getting annoyed. You’re probably overreacting, but you can’t just erase the broken look your son had all day yesterday.

“Don’t you dare apologize to me, you said what you said, own that shit.” You tuck your hair behind your ear, so it’s away from your face. “Apologize to my son, make it up to him. He’s the only one that matters rights now.” You go and sit down on the couch, letting out more tears.

Jack kneels in front of you, holds your hand but you quickly move out his hold. “Baby.” He whispers.

You turn the opposite way, not wanting to look at him. “Please look at me.”

“Jack, just go fix things with Ezequiel.” You whimper out.

Jack stands up and goes towards the playroom. “You and mommy need to chill, so what if daddy had work? He always does.” He hears Mia say.

“He pinky promised, he said theys are portant.” Ez tells her.

“Okay point made bu-“

“Mia, can I speak to your brother alone please?”

“Are you going to make him cry?” Mia glares.

“What? Of course not. Alize Mia, go color or something.”

“Fine, fine. Everyone is just grumpy today.” She mutters on her way out the room.

“Hey little man, can we talk?”

Ez shrugs, “I don’t wanna.”

“Okay, how about I talk and you listen?”

Ez nods sadly.

“I know sorry isn’t enough to make it up to you. I know I let you down buddy, but it was never my intention to do that to you.” Jack reaches for Ezequiel and they both lay down on the huge bean bag.

“What can I do to make it up to you?” Jack brushes his fingers through his son’s curls.

Ezequiel shrugs “I don’t know.”

“You’re allowed to be sad little man, I let you down and you’re more than welcomed to those feelings. I’ll never stop apologizing.”

“Can I go with momma?”

“Y-yeah little man.” Jack let’s EZ stand up but stops him. “I love you okay? That’s never going to change.”

Ez nods and runs out the room.

Jack is left alone in his kids playroom, laying on the beanbag.

“Well daddy,” Mia announces, jumping on the bean bag. “Seems like we’re sleeping at Nino Urban’s house and planning on how you’re gonna make it up to mommy and Cheesy.”

“Mia.”

“What? You’re in the dog house or whatever grandma says to grandpa when they fight.”

Jack shakes his head, he turns to look by the entrance of the door and sees you passing by with Ezequiel in your arms, most likely heading to the bedroom.

Jack quickly turns to face Mia, “What’s your plan? How can I make it up to them?”

“This is gonna cost you.” Mia warns him.

“Yes, anything.”

Mia smiles and claps her hands. “Okay soo…”

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olderthannetfic · 4 months

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Since it was brought up. Why do so many people have this weird protective boner for rich people anyway? You can't call out rich people for being completely out of touch, without someone being like "Yeah but…" I don't fucking care about the "Yeah but…" Why the fuck should I care about the feelings of a rich bitch who can live in the lap of luxury while the asses of myself, friends and family can't afford to fucking live?

Do any people out there actually unironically believe that a queer millionaire has any-fucking-thing in common with poor queer people? POC rich people with poor POC people? Those rich people don't give a shit, they care about their own richness, and then the other rich people, before they even would look at you with their ass. "But they donate money." Yeah, I too would donate if I had the money, and I got that big delicious tax-write off for it. Alas, I don't got fucking money, thanks for asking.

Some dumb rich asshole living in a fucking insane asylum looking home tells us "Get off your ass and work." while she just had someone get off in her ass. "But that isn't whar happened." Don't care, fuck rich people who think that they get to tell poor people "You choose to be poor because you don't work." don't get more respect from me.

Oh wow some chick who was raised rich made her own company by getting some of her parents money and is now even richer. Let's all clap for the "self-made" millionaire. Bet she also got a smaaaaaall loan of a million dollars. I mean, if she failed fuck all would happen because she was rich before, but come on, she's rich and famous, so she's super special. Yeah... how does that work out for people who wanna start a business who DON'T have money laying around for a little ego project?

Some rich boys get to be the star in the show "Nepo baby, when getting popped out into a rich family opens all the doors." but because they're gay and POC, we don't wanna call them out because the poor rich people might feel oppressed for being called rich nepo baby fucks being called out on their privilege.

You remember Hawaii? Who went there and bought land while the natives were still grieving? Rich assholes. Who owns land and properties on Hawaii while not being native, but then also looked all puppy dog sad asking for donations? Oh Oprah? Wow, see how much she cares about the poor POC people in Hawaii. Give back those fucking properties to the Natives. "Oh but she helped by giving 5 millions, and water and blankets." You know what else she could give? The fucking land back to the natives who need it. She and all the other fucko rich people like Bezos, for whom Hawaii is just a little holiday island. 👏Rich👏fucks👏give👏back👏the👏land👏to👏the👏Natives👏and then never come back.

Rich people fucking suck. They don't care for you, they don't care if you're "one of them", if you're not rich, you're worthless. So why the fuck do people of the middle and lower class constantly get into actual fights to play saviour for some ugly ass rich bastard who doesn't give a shit about them? We don't fucking need people who can buy and take away the lands from Natives, and we don't need nepo babies who tell us we choose to be poor.

Fuck rich people.

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bella-rose29 · 6 days

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episode 5 commentary - Death Is Coming

the usual warnings of swearing and lack of context, as well as a lot of comments on hands and arms and obviously spoilers for both the series and the books

girl has stare down with a skull in a jar

omg it's been so long since I watched and I forgot how pretty lockwood is

OMG HE ASKS IF SHE WANTS JUICE

WHAT IF THE JUICE IS ORANGE AND HAS BITS IN

lolllll George is shipping already and the episode only just started

Georgie needs more sleep

lockwood takes the Mum Stance

I always think that the DEPRAC van is a lego van bc it's yellow

ohhh you can really see how big the coat is on lockwood :(((

ooo nice detail with the lavender pin that he has

'wILL yOu cAN iT pAm'

hands

ugh Lockwood's so pretty

Georgie noo

'bobby Vernon will have been at it since dawn'

'alarming how quickly you got into character' (code for: I am completely in love with you')

careful Georgie that's a lot of blood

ew dead body

'I know him' YOU CAN SEE HOW UPSET HE IS BUT HE'S GONNA HIDE IT BC HE FEELS THE NEED TO BE STRONG ALL THE TIME

I JUST WANNA GIVE HIM A HUG

CAMERON CHAPMAN THE MAN YOU ARE HOW DO YOU DO THE MICRO EXPRESSIONS SO WELL

ohhh lockwood is trying so hard to not be upset and it breaks my heart :((( poor boy

✨swagger✨

I want an epic breakfast

'I hardly knew him' BOY DON'T-

wow she's a bitch let my boy do research

get away from Georgie you bitch

eeeeeee

'when am I not nice' Luce I hate to break it to you

Lucy that is very clearly a ghost and not a real baby

silly goose behaviour

'I did' QUEEN

'who's the latest slapper?' ICONIC

'oh wow, a female serial killer? aspirational, why don't you stick it on a t-shirt'

I love lockwood bc he makes sure the remains go to a good home AND Flo gets her money

ohhhh I just had a Thought! what if one of the reasons they made Joplin a woman was to draw parallels between her and Mary dulac??? one of the headlines on the papers is 'mystery madwoman: Bickerstaff connection?' so maybe they wanted to repeat the past but this time make the crazy one go too far and die? idk if that even makes sense but oh well

Georgie noooo

no leave him alone

let him go clean the oven and I'll be there to make him a tea

WIFE BEHAVIOUR

he can't even slice toast without being Extra

JONATHAN BESTIEEEEE

'a suicide note' Lucy honey have you noticed that your bf has a tendency for suicidal things

I really wish the bisto was in the background bc that would be hilarious

'I thought you'd be dead by now' NO LETS TAKE A MOMENT TO TALK ABOUT THIS

BECAUSE HE GOES FROM QUIRKING A LIL SMILE, TO LOOKING DOWN AND THE SMILE DISAPPEARING, TO INHALING AND SMILING EVEN WIDER BECAUSE HE KNOWS LUCY IS WATCHING HIM

give that boy some therapy for free

aw two nerds talking about mythology (I wish I was the other one)

also can we talk about the STAGING OF THIS SCENE??? BECAUSE JOPLIN HAS A MIRROR OVER HER LEFT SHOULDER AND GEORGE HAS ONE OVER HIS RIGHT

also George has the city lights behind him and Joplin just has the beige walls and I love that for some reason, maybe to show that George's life is bright and he's got life left in him whereas Joplin can only gain brightness from George bc she needs him for the mirror? idk if I'm explaining that right but oh well! also Joplin's mirror reflects the light behind George which is funky

just you wait for my next analysis of the show which is almost certainly gonna be on the use of mirrors lol

THE STAGING AGAIN

FILMING THEM IN THE MIRRORS

I LOVE THIS GHOST SHOW

'how did you meet Flo?' 'can't remember. ages ago' LOL HE'S HIDING THE FACT HE GOT HIS ASS BEATEN

ohhh the green lighting

'I'm not worried. are you?' well not when you say it like that

while I do love this show I am very sad we didn't see more of lockwood using disguises

of course he knows how to pick locks

I don't like it either Lucy dw

I love how jarringly innocent the stuffed bear is compared to the fact that they're in the warehouse of a family with a significantly traumatised boy

lockwood and kids <3

sack of potatoes

I cannot stop thinking about the fact that she must be dragging the Actual Cameron Chapman out by his feet

Georgie noooooo

idk why he's looking around bc he doesn't have his glasses on so he can't see shit

I shouldn't feel the way I do about lockwood regaining consciousness but the expressions- I just- hmm

'I'm a burglar, you should call the police' honey not one of your better lies

no bc why when I first watched this did I think that winkman was the same actor as Pekka Rollins

winkman: 'shall I draw some pretty pictures on your pretty little face'

lockwood: 'omg you think I'm pretty?? 🤭🥰'

ohhh I'm getting inspiration for a fic I started planning 👀

I can't imagine having to pretend you're being electrocuted like how do you know how to act that

I feel like something can be said about Leopold wearing red and mrs winkman (I forgot her first name WAIT ADELAIDE) also wearing red but idk what

omg hedgehogwood

winkman is actually so funny *points at lockwood* *puts hand over heart* 'ohhh' he's literally us

aw lockwood pls don't say that she's got more to live for than you :(((

omg Lucy tells Leopold to get out the way <333 she'll regret that :D

this couple loves setting fires

Georgie seriously how are you without your glasses rn

green light green light green light

funny looking bird you got there george

'total psychos' dude-

'I prefer to call it a noble sacrifice' NO I COULD WRITE AN ESSAY ABOUT IT

greeeeeeen lightssssss

'what is going on with you' Cameron Chapman Acts his Fucking Face Off

omg lockwood saw the knife and then looked out the door to see what was there

that's such an awful angle to be lying down

omg poor lockwood

the way he's sat in that final frame breaks my heart bc he's literally just had someone else die in his home :(((

wow what a depressing note to end on

#lockwood and co #lockwood & co #belle's episode commentaries

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differentfandomsandthings · 1 year

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(Tbb s2 e9 spoilers)

Love the music already!

Cid bought a mine?

Tech: the mineral (ipsium) is highly combustible. Like a primed thermal detonator.

Well...we already know where this is headed lol 😆

Wrecker: I like it already!😃

Hunter’s powers at work again! I love it. He said the storm is moving away from them and they should be fine....right.

Tech: Without echo we're one man down

Omega: 😞

Poachers looking at the Marauder...they better not take it!😡

Wrecker: hey, what's with you?

Omega: I was thinking about Echo. It's weird without him here.😔

Awww poor baby 😭😭😭 you can really feel how sad she is. Even her little walk is different.

Hunter: my spidey senses are tingling!

Omega: that's the ship!

Bruh! They just got robbed! Not the Marauder☹️ I kinda always had a fear of this happening.

Oh man Omega looks broken 😢 first Echo now the place she calls home🥺

Omega: dad's are fighting 😥

Omega trying to contact Echo. Unfortunately Echo cut off his communication device. According to Tech, he's most likely on a sensitive mission.....hopefully we'll get an episode of that mission maybe? 👀

We get the wildebeest scene from lion King lol

Electrical storm caught up with them. They ran to a mine for shelter...well the ipsium exploded and now they're trapped...and Tech and Wrecker are fighting again.

Omega: The Marauders signal is gone. How are we going to track it!

Tech: We probably won't. It was just a means of transportation we can get another.

Omega: THE MARAUDER WAS OUR HOME! WE ALREADY LOST ECHO WE CAN'T LOSE THIS TOO!

Wow Omega is having a breakdown. The stress is catching up. Echo is suppose to be with them! They're a squad!

Tech: this squad existed before Echo was apart of it and it will continue to exists after. What is your issue!?

Wow Tech😥..but that's Tech for you. Hopefully Omega can help him understand by the end of the episode.

Omega: I want to be alone.

Tech: I was only stating the truth

Hunter: she already knows the truth..

Wrecker: disappointed head shake

Omega found a ipsium jackpot 😲

Hunter and Wrecker: shes not adjusting well to Echos absence. Go find Omega and talk to her.

Tech: she said she wanted to be alone but very well.

Sassy Omega

Falling Omega!😬

Also, can I just say I love the fear and concern in Techs voice!

Man does not hesitate to jump down after her!

I love Omega’s wet hair lol

Omega: everything's changing! Echo left! Why doesn't that bother you?

Tech: idk how I should care about change. We adapt and move on. That is what soilders do.

Omega: But we're more than that. We're a family aren't we?

SHE SAID IT! SHE SAID THE THING!!! LOL

Tech: well uh...yes! Yes of course we are.

Omega: then why don't you act like it?

Tech :Echo chose a different path..as did Crosshair( love that Crosshair is being acknowledged and his absence is having an affect)..I have to respect their decision even if it's difficult to move on we have too. I process things differently but that doesn't mean I feel less than you.

Crying!!!! I love this!! I'm so glad Tech is having this heart to heart dad moment with Omega and that they're trying to understand each other more🥰🥰🥰 Also this episode has me convinced that the writers read tbb fanfics lmao 🤣 😬

They got out the cave

Cid: sorry I can't help you. I didn't tell you to get your ship stolen.

Tech: bih you owe us

Cid:😠 fine give me a few days

Episode ends with Tech and Omega having a better understanding of each other and growing closer. Unfortunately, it also ends with the squad being trapped on the planet at an abandoned port with not enough food and an electrical storm approaching...well. waiting on part 2 because they have to get off the planet and get the Marauder back. Whether that's next episode or not idk. Hopefully, probably.

I absolutely loved this episode! I loved how they expressed Omega’s confusion, hurt, and stress. As well as Tech's interactions with her and his explanation on how he handles change differently.

Earlier I said I hope Omega helps Tech understands how she feels and she did! But I'm happy Tech helped Omega understand him and his feelings as well. He absolutely feels Echo and Crosshair’s absence but like he said " I may process things differently but that doesn't mean I feel less than you." We already knew that but its nice to have it confirmed 😊 I'm so happy Tech and Omega had this heart to heart they really needed it🥰 I hope we have more moments like this.🥰

#star wars #the bad batch #the bad batch season 2 #tbb spoilers #the bad batch season 2 spoilers #tbb tech #tbb omega

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pinkprettycure · 5 months

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thinking about liam as a lil kid, i was thinking 1. he probably had a fairly strict diet of what he was allowed to eat so he didn't get a lot of sweets and candies often 2. he probably had a nanny cooking for him lmao 3. he probably didn't push his luck with food too much though bc he would have been stuck up enough to think he's better than the stupid kids who eat candy all day

anyways i think in a middle school AU baby liam would be eating more snacks bc val keeps forcing him to try her baking

MS!Liam is convinced that he's gonna marry Val one day he's like way more bratty about it. and him and Clover are convinced that Val does all this cooking Because She Is A Poor and she's doing Child Labors because her family can't afford to feed her and not because Val just... LIKES cooking. so he's also like "Wow This Is So Sad. When Valerie Marries Me She Will Never Have To Cook These Dreadful Things Again <3"

#Are you telling me Char broiled this burger?

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goatskickin · 2 years

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Last time, Mercy left the family home upon reaching the top of the Military career, poor Tempe felt the walls closing in and Faith continued to be a jerk. What will happen now?

In my solitude you haunt me With reveries of days gone by

In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die

I sit in my chair Filled with despair There's no one could be so sad With gloom ev'rywhere

I sit and I stare I know that I'll soon go mad

In my solitude

I'm prayin'

Dear Lord above

Send back my love

“Aiyanna. Aiyanna! Hey! Open up!”

“…what?!…just come in?”

“We can’t! Your dog is in the way!”

“Dog?”

“What dog – OH!”

“Could you tell your dog to buzz off Aiyanna?! When did you get a dog?!”

“Yes, with haste, please?”

…

“Aiyanna!”

“Uh…Rishi! Hey, Rishi! Hey girl – come away from the door please. They’re invited. Come on now.”

“Man! I’m freezing. Sorry, do you have a coat rack?”

…

“So. You’ve got a dog now? Rishi?”

…

“I guess I – yeah, I do. I suppose I was feeling lonely.”

“…but, you can invite me over any time! You don’t need to be lonely. And we are ready to have you back at work…when you’re feeling up to it.”

…

“…oh sure, but…a dog is different. You know?”

“Aiyanna, do you have a chair? Are you ready for your adjustment?”

“Yeah. Just a moment.”

“Uh, heh, good thing you’ll be sitting – because I’ve got good news and bad news.”

“Tiave, you said you wouldn’t do this here…”

“I’m so sorry for what he’s about to tell you, dove.”

…

“What did you do T?”

“I -me! *I* didn’t do anything! Really, I’m just the messenger.”

“…so….the militia found the farm-“

“What?!”

“Aiyanna, please hold still and do not tense.”

“Can you please tell her the good news as well?”

“Yes! The militia found the farm – but we got everyone out just in time. The equipment there we could not take. But we have extra Hydroponic Gardens, so it’s no big loss. We might even be able to go back and get the old ones! But we need a new facility right away. And now they know about us.”

“My idea was to actually work with them – crime is always tied up in local politics, you know? Would not exactly be a new idea…”

“I…I don’t know about that T. I don’t think that’s a very good idea.”

“You…want us to work with the militia? What? What about Joey-“

“Dove, I’ll need five minutes of your attention.”

“Of course.”

“Please turn your head, without turning your body, all the way to the right.”

“Like this?”

“Yes, good. Now –“

“Please turn your head, without turning your body, all the way to the left.”

“Ah!”

“Ah…wow, that’s the pain I was talking about.”

…

“Hm.”

“How many headaches this week? And can you describe their quality, on the pain scale?”

“Tuesday, I had one, a 5. Thursday was worse, uh, 8 out of 10. The suggestion with my hands and feet in the ice bath did help.”

“…Tiave, if we were to try to form a kind of working relationship with the militia, we would need a diplomat you know.”

“Because Pat would -“

“Well, we don’t have Pat. What we have, is me. I can do this.”

“Really Aiyanna, I can do this! I can talk to them. We can…have a working relationship with the guys and girls with guns. They already know about the farm, so maybe they can help us with production, you know?”

“T…we…the reason why the farm works, is that these elders are loony, and they are drugged, and they do not get paid, and when the time comes…”

“The militia protects people from monsters like us.”

“…no one would work with a monster. We can’t work with anyone.”

“But if we get Joey out of the picture – we would have his money! All of that money! Surely the militia can be bribed. Right?”

“Please! Come on.”

“We can’t ‘work’ with anyone. We’re a family, and we are secretive for a reason. Now’s not the time for your optimism little brother.”

“What, would you like to go back to starving? Hunting for every single fix? Getting what we need from children and babies?”

…

“Do not ever joke about that. Fuck you. I’m never doing that again.”

“Fine.”

~~~

“Hey babe?”

“-wha! What! What! What’s wrong?!”

“Aww, hey! You fall asleep? Just letting you know I’m home!”

“…oh….yeah…sorry, I guess I was tired.”

“So how was Candice? How’s your dad?”

“Ah, well…he’s the same. Wendy’s been checking in too.”

…

“…they have a cat now by the way – Angel. Very beautiful, blue eyes.”

“How are you doing?”

“I don’t know…I mean, it is what it is.”

“I’m damn tired, though. I can tell you that.”

“You wanna come lay down? I’ll move this stuff.”

“Naw, I gotta go do the dishes and then work on the playlist for this week’s Saturday Midnight Jam.”

…

“So…speaking of the show…I was thinking of hiring an intern.”

“We can afford one, and I really need help with the playlists, organizing the music donations, cataloging old shows and recordings, and then there’s –“

“What! Am I not doing a good job?! Listen, I-“

“No no, babe, you’re doing fine, but I need more help. There’s just so much to do, and with no Ajay and no Monty, I’m feeling a little overwhelmed. Plus, you have your own actual job-“

…

Also…you put The Byrds and Soundgarden in the same genre box last week.”

“What? That’s right, isn’t it? They are both psychedelic rock, right?”

“Hahahah…Mercy, you’re cute.”

“So was it right or not?!”

#sims 2 story #apocalypse challenge #apocalypse C.O.W.

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superbattrash · 1 year

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I finally saw the infamous 6th episode and let me tell you. WORTH IT

Sandy ep6

The entire reason I started watching this show, let’s gooooo

Oh if depression had a face

Niiiiice. I’m liking you better and better these days, sandy

Franklin noticed the hottie, that’s what

Oh my god he’s answering like a child would

Glaring at a child, nice

Oh my god are we finally seeing more of his actual feelings??

Powerful, maybe, but you’re also sad. You had a purpose. Oh sorry, “quest”, excuse my lacking language

Oh honey. You instantly put those walls back up, it’s so clear in the narrowing of the eyes and the “you asked” like you didn’t wanna share in the first place. Like you didn’t need to share. Well that’s awfully relatable 🥲

Oh she is tearing him a new one, nice going lady. I like her

Lord he is. Such a sulky brother.

Ohhh no. “Soon”, that can’t be good if this girlie is an endless

Oh she’s so sweet, I love her??? Sandy, you need to lighten up.

SHE MADE HIM SMIIIILE. or yaknow. Dream equivalent of smiling

Death. Of course she is. Of course Death is kind and nice.

OH WAIT I FORGOT. THEY WANTED HER, NOT HIM. oh noooo, do you have to tell her? Maybe she’ll feel bad :(

She. She knew. She KNEW???? Damn

Oh nooo, why do we have to see the awful unfair deaths 😭😭

Okay their banter is super cute, not gonna lie

Oh god no, is she taking the baby???? It hasn’t even lived yet :(

You exist for the humans? Huh. Alright. Makes sense

Aw man THAT soon?? Poor Franklin

There’s the smiling!!!! Oh. I thought you did good, Morph, next time will be better <3

LORD THAT HAIR

his “are you serious” face is so good

So THIS is Hob, okay

Oh he’s a little bet of theirs, that’s nice

YOU wanna talk to a human?? This will be interesting

The hair is growing on me, he looks softer somehow and IS THAT A REAL SMILE, nice

He really loves living, doesn’t he? And it’s the little things. Okay, I like him, Hob’s officially on the fav list

Oh no, this hair is worse

He’s got a family!!!! Awwww :’)

Will. Is- is that Shakespeare?? Ohhh, you’re so interested in this guy, just because he said something about dreams, huh? You little baby boy, aw, you found yourself a duckling

Is that jealousy I spot in your eyes Hobby?

Oh wow. That is uh. Some hair, sandy, very Lordly of you.

So this is a bad 100 year for you. Oh no, the family 🥺 That’s so depressing, you have such a hard life. Do you still want to live, baby?

Oh wow, that is crazy.

First sign of trouble is already here, love. That can’t be Death, can it?

Listen to him, Hob. Slaves, really? Yuck

You haven’t introduced yourself in 400 years?? Damn, morph, that’s kinda rude

What an eye roll 😂😂😂

“You look worse”, perfection I tell you

He doesn’t talk to assholes, lady. Oh WHAT. I forgot about Jo. That’s why I recognized her face.

Oh, Hob 👁️ I see you

The sand thing is creepy, babe, but it’s okay this time, you did good

Ohhhhh, is that flirting I hear, boys? And THAT IS WORRY, I SEE YOU, SANDY

….does he look good in this hat or am I just getting used to his face?

Oh god no, don’t make me feel so sorry for a person who won’t be here for long

Because you’re in love, right

Oh, sorry, that’s not the reason? Huh

Friendship. Well that’s a start

Oh COME ON. Stop glaring, he’s totally right, you idiot

WAIT NO THIS IS THE LAST TIME THEY SEE EACH OTHER BECAUSE HE GOT TRAPPED NOOOOOO FUCK THAT IS SAD

oh poor Hob, you think he got angry and didn’t wanna be boyfriends anymore :(

Don’t blame yourself, baby, you were right!! Oh you poor man :/

WHAT!!! NO!!!! BUY THE PLACE, BUY IT!!!!

Oh no. Oh noooo, it’s not even a place anymore :( please tell me he’s there, please please please

Oh that smile 🥺🥺🥺

HE CALLED HIM A FRIEND OH MY GOD AM I CRYING?????? and a REAL SMILE TOO, KILL ME

oh they’re desire?? WAIT THEY’RE THE BAD GUY??? Damn son

10/10, would watch 7 seasons of this episode alone

#mish watches sandman #holy shit #okay I see where we’re all coming from ok #I see you

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sakuramoussy · 2 years

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The Search

It had been around a month since Luis visited the Chamber of Souls to search for his baby’s soul. Every day since then, when Luis went to collect or deposit demonkin souls into the chamber, he glanced over to where Angel souls supposedly would end up when they arrived at the chamber. Just like the first time, that soul was never there. Luis felt frustrated. He just wants to see her. If the soul isn’t here, it's a bit worrying. What if there was a mistake and the baby wasn’t dead? Luis’ first thought goes to the idea of ‘what if the hospital buried her alive’ then quickly realizes that wasn’t possible. He held her. He held that lifeless baby, she wasn’t breathing and Luis didn’t feel a heartbeat. What if there was some sort of mix up? What if that wasn’t her? But the girl in the picture looks so much like him..

Luis resorted to discreetly asking Icor about souls, gradually building up to the topic of human babies and their souls. How long do regular human souls live after death? What about baby souls? Do stillborn babies or miscarried children have souls, or do they simply fade into light upon death with no soul to speak of? Icor had a lot of useful information, even referencing Angel children he knew about that were miscarried or stillborn.

“You know that baby that your sister miscarried many years back?”

“Of course I remember.”

“Though Melody didn’t wish to see that baby’s soul, she did ask me to keep an eye on it until it eventually lost its light and perished. That soul.. Her son’s soul survived for nearly five years before it died.”

“Wait.. Really? But it was a miscarried child.. He had a soul?”

“Indeed he did. A tiny soul at that, but very bright and lively. I’ve noticed a few things about infant souls. The souls of miscarried children, stillborn children, and children who died of SIDS all have one thing in common; they’re bright and glowing.. Beaming with the love their mothers had for them. They don’t typically last long, most human and Angel souls last for decades, but the souls of children have so much life to them. It’s a bit sad to think about, knowing that these poor babies longed for a life they never had the luxury of living. I also heard an old tale that once a soul dies.. They get to be reborn into a new life. Perhaps these infants ended up in their families after all, with a lovely life to lead. I like to think of it that way, anyways.”

“Wow.. That’s.. I didn't even know Melody’s son.. I mean of course he had a soul, but it never occurred to me back then that it would end up in the Chamber of Souls.”

“The more you know, kid. I take it you’re interested because of Vin’s talk about one day having a large family? You worried about something?”

“He’s my best friend.. If something happens.. Well. You probably already get it, don’t you?”

“Heh. How’s the divorce going then? Is he finally able to tie the knot with you instead?”

“Ah.. Sin won’t give up.. He’s been pressuring Vin to at least try to make things work.. But why should he? Vin deserves to be happy, and as his friend.. I’ll do my part to make him happy, you know that.”

“I do. Well.. Best of luck. I’ve never seen a pair quite like you two. In fact, seeing you two together really makes me wonder if soulmates truly exist after all.”

#my art #primordial life #pl icor #icor #primordial life story scene #story scene #pl story scene #stories #dog #giant schnauzer

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emily do you have any thoughts or ideas you could share about your wow ocs 🥺🙏 all of their pinterest boards are gorgeous!!

SOPHIIIIE my beloved

so like the Main Crew who is responsible for like most of what is attributed to the player characters. they all start as a group of adventurers in TBC, with fiona and vaelin sent by the kirin tor most notably to find what happened to khadgar and for vaelin also kael'thas cause what's he doin out there....

Ahma: draenei protection paladin. the unofficial leader of the gang. she was born on draenor and her parents died during the siege of karabor. ahma and her sister were unofficially adopted/taken under the wing of the prophet velen. she eventually trained as a paladin after finding she did not have the gentle touch or patience for priesthood.

Fiona: human frost mage. was born to poor farmers in hillsbrad foothills. once her magic manifested, her mother basically sold her to the kirin tor of dalaran. she has mommy issues and regularly sends her wages back to her family it's all very sad but she's a bitch on the outside so no one knows wow revolutionary character. (but i love her sm) constantly serving cunt

Vaelin: blood elf fire mage. born to an elven prostitute who died when he was young, he lived a few years as an urchin and an orphan until the kirin tor found he had a talent for magic essentially saving him. he's a dickhead, he and fiona butt heads, they fall in love, have a baby, we love to see it. also he might be a sunstrider bastard? possibly? we don't know.

Durin: dwarf beastmastery hunter. veteran of the first, second, and third wars. he was part of a guild of adventurers who were responsible for everything in Classic. during the re-opening of AQ, the group was slaughtered by C'Thun including his wife: sereda. durin was one of the few who survived and the only one who was not driven insane by such close proximity to an old god. this was simply because of dumb luck as he was knocked out early in the fight. he's grumpy and does Not have the patience to deal with all these young adventurers but really he's just scared to bond with them and lose them. also he has a griffon who he loves SO MUCH (who i haven't named yet).

Trixie: gnome subtlety rogue. born to two extraordinary famous gnomish inventors, she set out on her own because her parents were very....overbearing considering she's their only child and the whole lost of gnomeragan thing. kleptomaniac. likes to blow things up. besties with durin.

during cataclysm, the last two members of the party join round everything out.

Lanayla: night elf resto druid. the sweetest pea. born to two druids and grew up in darkshore as her parents had left after the druid order back then did not accept women. her mother sadly died when she was super young and her father trained her as a druid and it was pretty much just them out in their little cottage <3 they were super close, one of my few OCs with a good dad lmaooo. she seeks out help for darkshore during the cataclysm and is met with wellllllll everywhere needs help by the other night elves. BUT the worgen who had been saved and given refuge by the night elves volunteered to help.

Warwick (first name James but he never goes by that): worgen rogue/warrior (haven't decided yet oops). one of the worgens who first volunteers to help lanayla! he's more soft spoken and thoughtful which bless him gets drowned out with all the strong voices i talked about above. he was the bastard son of greymane's sister and was raised alongside HIS children when his mother died. greymane is like a father to him and when liam dies and tess abdicates it falls to him to become heir. he and lanayla fall in love and eventually head back to gilneas after shadowlands to rebuild <3

there's a bunch of other characters who are allies/associated with this group along with a group similar of horde characters but i cannae get into that this is already long and obnoxious

#talking about my cringefail wow ocs #embarassing babe xoxoxo #oc: lanayla #oc: fiona #oc: ahma #oc: trixie #oc: warwick #oc: vaelin #oc: durin

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macgyvertape · 1 year

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IWTV season 1 liveblog & thoughts (spoilers)

Watching the series before I’ve seen the movie, haven’t read the books at all

Ep1

Wow this is really modernized (this year), very interesting intro with reporter Daniel Molloy and it’s set after the film I guess

This is a really cool penthouse, but yeah online anonymity would be expensive

Really curious how much of the car and sets were cgi vs practical

Absolutely need subtitles I can barely hear the dialogue over background noise

The time stop scene was really cool, and you can hear Louis get more animated

I need a fashion breakdown between Lestat’s intro style and his updated fashion

this show fucks because it’s Anne rice, and it’s somehow the most tasteful I’ve seen seen any show do it (looking at you GoT

bite time! why are they floating

i only know Lestat from fandom osmosis and I keep waiting for something to go wrong during the wedding. I feel like he has something to do with Paul’s death

Oh yeah Lestat is torturing Louis with telepathy and killed Lilly here’s the Lestat I’ve heard of

Oh shit this show is great with cgi to show difference in relative speeds. I flinched at the head punch out, there’s the AMC gore I dislike

Ep2

How does the domestic staff arrangement work, it’s a lot of them and they all know about the vampire thing. No idea what the farm is but I bet it’s horrifying

Lestat really got Louis in really deep really quick

Somehow the death of the salesman isn’t as sad as the poor fox screaming

Killing the alderman, this going to go very poorly

The coffin scene just comes off as couples humor through the absurdity

“did you eat the baby” really enjoy how that question was repeated as a hardball

Also wow they’re leaning hard into Covid and other geopolitical unrest for vampire conspiracy

I’m having a hard time picturing how the original story went without one of the main characters being Black. Like racism affects the plot multiple times, and often highlights the power difference between Louis and Lestat.

Louis keeps describing so many red flags about Lestat, lots to unpack about his own “afraid to disappoint” line because he doesn’t have the same sadism disposition as Lestat

Ep 3

Louis’ reflection of the past changing in the retelling, is it more nuanced or more rehearsed. “The odyssey of recollection” loving that this is both an interplay of the previous movie and how memory of fallible and surely that is worse the longer you live as an immortal

Love the suit fashion in this show, wish I had a good fitting suit. Also love the art Nouveau

The domestic issues are so obvious, like Lestat is not happy about being poly despite proposing it. Like I’ve seen this cliche play out irl, including the other people have more success at dating than the person who proposed it

I don't fully get why Lestat keeps investing his energy into a relationship that is clearly starting to fall apart unless he doesn’t do breakups

Did it rain??? How much of my dislike of Lestat is filtered through Louis’ unreliability as a narrator vs not having a good understanding on what motivates him beyond control issues

What’s the deal with Rashid

Holy shit his family relations literally fell apart so quick

“Is your very nature that of the devil”, and it calls back to beginning of the episode where Louis wonders if they are meant for something greater.

What did Louis expect from the public killing and display other then the resulting white mob violence. It’s a decision made out of anger, but incredibly short sighted. Lestat is just so turned on by the gore and chaos

Ep 4

From fandom osmosis I didn’t expect Louis to be the one to advocate turning Claudia, then Lestat goes along with to keep Lous with him.

Wow Lestat is pissed at being left out in the next scene. There’s absolutely gonna be family secrets

Really interesting how the framing is Daniel looking at Claudia’s journals, and so its her voice overs and Lestat and Louis points of view are so shifted. The actress did a great job

I paused on Daniel’s notes, Rashid is sus

I think they were watching Nosferatu, I recognized the scene

Had to double check apparently she’s 14 physically but mentally 18, since I knew she was a child in the movie. Being forever a teen would be hell especially if its before puberty

I wasn’t sure if she meant to kill Charlie until she begged for Lestat to bring him back. Then she copes by self harm

I notice the costuming changing, the show is so detailed

Ep 5

Louis just feeding on Rashid, like they’re making out while Daniel goes through the journals

Louis doing this interview as a form of suicide, is like the one hint we get at global vampire politics

Claudia’s killing rapidly got crazy with a lot of bodies and a lot of trophies. The danger from the cops is real and they disappeared in the middle of a bar which didn’t help

The relationship is rapidly falling apart (it wasn't great before) where Lestat loses interest in parenting as soon as it isn’t fun. Wonder when Lestat started cheating; when Claudia started catching police attention or if he was cheating the whole time

Claudia’s line of “where is my Lestat” a lot to process in that rant but being alone with no companionship at all would destroy someone's mental health

Daniel's lack of sympathy for Claudia with all the murders and his framing of "once you put it out there it's open to interpretation" I'd love to see more meta on that

Why don't they just break up?! Sure they have their own reasons for not leaving the city but they could live apart

Oh shit a new vampire, Bruce. Waiting for the shoe to drop. Oh shit it dropped real quick

After I finish the series I want to check reviews, because I think when Claudia was an actual child this plot went very differently. I do have reservations about why sexual assault was added if didn't happen in the source.

Louis aggravating Daniel's Parkinson's feels like a bigger asshole move than Daniel pushing these questions

The framing on Claudia as Lestat beats her then him, it's so explicitly framed as domestic violence than a vampire fight

Lol also I forgot they can fly

Title credit music "home is where you're happy" is a good wham music to contrast with what you just saw

I've seen comments that this show is an example of the showrunners not liking the source material, I bet this episode is divisive.

I finish this episode still "eh" on Lestat, I don't like him I don't hate him, I just don't get his motivation other than control issues

Ep 6:

I think the interplay between Louis and Daniel is interesting, Daniel pushes that the doctor who attends the leaders of Dubai is in the apartment and Louis pushes about Daniel dreaming of their first meeting with all the implications that had last time it was brought up

So Louis didnt remember Lestat flying when they fucked?! Yeah someone you’ve lived with for decades suddenly flying and dropping you from such a height gains a new level of horror

I’m really enjoying the 40s or 50s? Fashion.(lmao it was 30s fashion but I don’t know enough to differentiate)

Claudia and Louis seem to be getting along so well

Lestat is really trying to buy his way back in, theres like 10 seconds where I thought maybe he did some self reflection and changing but keeping it up for multiple attempts is a bad sign

Really impressed with the visual framing where Daniel is the only one sitting in sunlight

“I hate you” “as you should” then vampire teeth and he takes Lestat back. Ok this is interesting toxic codependency where Louis had an opportunity to walk away but didn’t take it, and Lestat had an opportunity to move on with Antoinette and didn’t take it.

Louis asking Lestat if he had anything to do with Paul’s death since he always wondered. No wonder their relationship was a mess all these years, i was on the fence on believing Lestat when he said no right up until Antoinette was revealed to be alive

Damn Lestat’s story with the lookalike corpses and his maker killing himself explains so much

Claudia seems to have reached a place of acceptance with her issues, her sense of dress has really changed and you can see how she matured

Holy shit like you think for a moment she got away then the horror of her sobbing as Lestat psychologically tortures her and I think it’s one of the most chilling Lestat scenes in the whole show.

The dreaming then its back to their first meeting. Also lots to unpack about Daniel turning down vampirism. Maybe he would hate to be stuck as he is for eternity.

THATS RASHID HES A VAMPIRE I KNEW IT (good reveal). Him and Louis are definitely together

Ep7:

Sound editing is off, where you can barely hear the dialogue over the music

Surprised it took this long for them and the house to be under a lot of scrutiny especially how they were not subtle

Rashid is in the sun?? I assume its a special vampire power, but Louis totally notices Daniel noticing Rashid

The jaw getting ripped off was a bit too much AMC style gore

Why didn’t Lestat turn Antoinette earlier and just leave Louis other than he can’t handle not possessing Louis. I wasn’t expecting her to have been turned so long ago

Damn that’s an emotionally powerful throat cutting scene

Leaving Lestat as garbage but couldn’t burn him, so I guess that’s how he comes back in Queen of the Damned. Lol Daniel explicitly calls this out

Oh shit the bouncer passing out but Rashid not, that was a big clue I missed but Daniel caught

“Was it raining Louis” great callback to Louis’ editorializing or omissions and what the fuck happened with Claudia where is she now

Rashid literally takes the gloves off when he floats and starts with the threats. Makes sense now why the bookshelves are high enough to be unreachable without a ladder. Love how many good costuming/set details there are that I just missed

“Armand the love of my life” uhhhh lots to unpack about Louis lovelife. How much of this relationship is unhealthy like the relationship with Lestat

Also dammit I don’t think Daniel gets out of this alive. Rashid pivoted so hard to very threating so quick. Like Daniel’s whole interview methodology is push at people to make them uncomfortable and that’s dangerous even without vampires.

Glad tvtropes is filling me in that Armand is a big deal. Ok so does Lestat fight Armand over Louis or does he accept Louis left and move on

TLDR: it’s interesting how much of the relationship storyline would hold up if you removed vampirism, especially since the racial issues would become even more of a focus. I think a lot of my thoughts of “why don’t they break up” come from most of the time both Louis and Lestat are turning away and not towards when the other makes an emotional bid. I’ve read and enjoyed other relationships that are super toxic and codependent like RvB Locus/Felix and enjoyed them. This one just feels like outside forces are keeping them together more than the push and pull of their personal feelings.

#Liveblog #mac watches tv #iwtv #iwtv spoilers #the vampire chronicles

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waitimcomingtoo · 3 years

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Give Yourself a Try

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader enemies to lovers

Synopsis: you and Peter hate each other, which becomes a problem when you’re given a group project

Part two and three

Masterlist

“Good morning Ned.” You kindly greeted as you took your seat in front of Peter in your first period physics class.

“Morning Y/n.” Ned said back, gearing up for what he knew was coming.

“I really like your makeup today, Y/n.” Peter smiled as he leaned forward in his seat. “Is it hard balancing your schoolwork with your job at the circus?”

“Not at all.” You smiled sweetly at him as you turned around. “I could get you a job there if you’d like. We’ve been needing something small to feed to the lions between shows. You’d be perfect.”

“Small? Darling, you must be mistaken.” Peter kept a sickly sweet grin on. “I’m bigger than your boyfriend of the week over there.”

“Silly goose.” You scrunched your nose at him. “Harry Osborn is not my boyfriend. And just so you know, steroids are really bad for you. I’m worried about your well being.”

“I’m not on steroids.” Peter hissed, dropping the act. “Stop trying to start that rumor.”

“Why not?” You shot back. “You had no trouble spreading the rumor that I was the one who killed Herbie the hamster when we all know it was you who left the door open after cleaning his cage.”

“Are you kidding me? That was fifth grade.” He whispered harshly.

“I will never forget it.” You snapped back.

“Ahem.” The teacher cleared her throat as she stared at you and Peter with an annoyed expression. This was an everyday occurrence in her class, and any other class you had with Peter. You hated each other and everyone knew it. You and Peter stopped arguing and slumped in your seats, giving each other one last look of disdain.

“Instead of a final exam this semester, I’ll be giving you a final project.” The teacher continued. “You’ll be working with one other student.”

“Nice. We can finally present our work on quantum physics.” Peter excitedly high fived Ned.

“Can you guys reschedule your virgin convention for later?” You asked seriously. “I’m trying to listen.”

“Because of the disappointing grades on the last project, I will be assigning your partners.” The teacher went on.

“Don’t worry.” Peter whispered to Ned again. “We could still end up together. We got an A last time so she knows we work well together.”

“We got an A last time.” You mimicked his voice and moved your hand like a puppet.

“Yeah. An A.” Peter said as he leaned forward in his seat. “You know, like your bra size.”

“What did you just say to me?” You snapped as you whipped around. He had on his infamous shit eating grin that you hated.

“Young man, can you please stop interrupting our conversation?” He said as he held up a hand. Your jaw dropped at the insult, face growing warm with anger. You decide not to give him the satisfaction of an insult exchange and turned around in your seat. Your teacher began to list off the partners for the projects.

“Leeds, Stacy.” She called out. “You’ll be working together.”

“Sorry, man. But also, not sorry man.” Ness frown quickly turned into a smile. “Gwen, over here!”

“Aw.” You snickered as you turned around on your chair. “I feel bad for whoever gets stuck with you now. That poor, unfortunate soul.”

“Parker. L/n. You’ll be working together.”

“What?” You and Peter screamed in unison. You gave each other an angry look before looking at your teacher in protest.

“You two are always holding up my class and I’m tired of it.” She held up a hand. “This project will teach you how to finally get along and stop disrupting me while I teach.”

“Mrs. Avery, with all due respect, I can feel myself getting more disruptive already.” You told her.

“I think that’s your STD.” Peter mumbled.

“You two need to learn how to be professional and amicable.” She ignored your protest. “You won’t always like your peers. But you will always have to collaborate with them at some point.”

“I understand that.” You assured her. “But if we do this project together, my fist is going to collaborate with Peters face.”

“That’s a threat.” Peter piped up. “I’d like to file a report.”

“And I’d like to take that report and shove it up your-“

“Enough.” Mrs. Avery cut you off. “You will be working together and that is final.”

You both shrunk in your seats, fuming with anger over the teachers decision. You didn’t cause any more disruptions throughout the class and quickly left once the bell rang.

Peter saw you at your locker, which was coincidentally next to his locker, spraying some perfume on.

“Darling!” Peter exclaimed as he stood next to you. “So good to see you! You know how much I love when you hog all the locker space and make the entire hallways smell like perfume.”

“Why, thank you.” You touched your hand to your heart. “As I’m sure you know, some of us prefer to smell like things other than Neosporin and baby powder. After all, that’s your signature scent and I’d just hate to step on your toes.”

“I didn’t know. Thank you for opening your gigantic mouth and telling me!” Peter said through a toothy grin.

“Oh, Peter.” You laughed airily. “You’re very welcome, you sad sack of shit.”

“Classy.” Peter faked a smile as he opened his locker. “Do you want to come over to my house after school to work on the project? I live walking distance from here.”

“What? No.” You scoffed. “You’re not getting me to a secondary location. We’ll work in the library.”

“Actually, we won’t, because it’s closed for maintenance.” He replied with a tight smile.

“I wish you were closed for maintenance.” Yoh grumbled as you zipped up your bag.

“Hilarious.” He fake laughed loudly. “Are you coming over or not?”

“Not.” You said in disgust. “I don’t know you or your parents. You might try to kill me as a part of some Parker family cult ritual.”

“My parents are dead.” He told you, unamused. “It’s just me and my aunt.”

“Is your aunt a cult leader?” You asked.

“No.” He groaned.

“Cult member?”

“No. All she does is cheat at cross world puzzles and shop at Whole Foods.” He said.

“So you lied.” You slammed your locker and looked at him. “She’s in the Whole Foods cult.”

“Can you try not to be difficult for two minutes, please? We need to get this project done.”

“Jokes on you, Parker.” You folded your arms. “Difficult is my lowest setting.”

“Ooo. Scary.” He mocked you. “What’s your highest? Because I’m pretty sure I saw it last Tuesday when your backpack got stuck on the door handle and you decided to blame me.”

“I know that was your fault. And I go from difficult to hooligan to the step mom from Parent Trap.” You shrugged.

“And they said women aren’t funny.” Peter replied as he slapped his knee. You raised an eyebrow at him, judging him for his material.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled.

“You’re gonna be sorry.” You told him. “Where do you live again?”

“Waking distance from here. I said that less than five minutes ago.” He rolled his eyes at you.

“Well I didn’t hear that because I tune you out when you speak. You know, like most people do.” You said sweetly.

“Wow, you’re so funny.” Peter said sarcastically. “If I meet you here at the end of the day, will you come home with me?”

“Fine.” You huffed. “I’ll go home with you. But if I start detecting any cult shit going on, I’m leaving.”

“Fine by me.” He scoffed. “I’ll see you later.”

“Are you ready to go?” Peter asked after the last bell had rang. You shouldered your backpack and shut your locker, feeling unusually anxious around him. You could deal with Peter for 40 minutes at a time when all you did was trade insults. Something about walking to his home together and spending time alone knocked the confidence right out of you.

“I’m ready.” You nodded.

“What, no insult?” He asked. “No mocking of my voice?”

“We were assigned each other as partners so we could learn to be civil, right?” You shrugged. “I guess I’m just mature enough to give it a try.”

“There she is.” Peter smiled as you began to walk in the direction of his apartment. “There’s my girl.”

You looked to the side when you heard him say this, unsure of how it made you feel. You often called each other pet names ironically, but this felt different. There was a change in the dynamic between the two of you and it was clouding your judgment.

You let Peter do all the talking as you walked home, thankful that he lived so close to the school. He spewed out ideas for the project the entire elevator ride up and didn’t stop until you were standing outside his bedroom door.

Peter stopped talking and opened the door, gesturing for you to go inside. You made a face at him before walking, staying in one spot as he shut the door and sat down. You were frozen as you looked around his room, not liking how human it made him. He had notes from classes you didn’t have with him strewn around and an open first aid kit on his desk.

“You can sit.” He chuckled when he noticed how stiff you were.

“I’m scared to.” You admitted.

“Why?”

“I don’t know.” You answered honestly. Something about sitting on this boys bed with him seemed finalizing, like you’d be opening a door you couldn’t close.

“Just sit down.” He repeated. “I didn’t rig the place with boobytraps, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“That’s what someone who rigged the place with booby traps would say.” You replied as you took a hesitant seat on his bed.

“There. Isnt that nice?” He asked sarcastically.

“No.” You said immediately. “Am I the first girl to ever sit on your bed?”

“Psh. No.”

“I’ll take that as a yes ma’am.” You mumbled.

“Whatever.” He replied. “What do you want to do the project on?”

“How about micropenises?” You suggested. “You won’t even have to do any research.”

“Haha. So funny.” He rolled his eyes. “You are so annoying it’s actually impressive.”

“Please.” You laughed. “You so have a crush on me.”

“What?” His entire face went red. “No I don’t.”

“No I don’t.” You mimicked his voice. “Yes you do. That’s why you’re up my ass all the time.”

“That makes no sense.” He scoffed.

“It makes total sense.” You insisted. “You know I’ll never like you back, so you made me hate you. That way, you still get to talk to me all the time. Genius, really. I applaud you.”

“That’s a nice little fantasy you’ve created for yourself. Is that what you tell yourself to help you fall asleep?” He teased you.

“Yep.” You smiled brightly. “Right after I finger blast myself to the thought of you in your Catholic schoolboy sweaters.”

“Oh my God.” His cheeks turned even redder at your inappropriate joke.

“And they said women aren’t funny.” You used his words from earlier.

“They were right.” He said, making you laugh.

“God, I love it when you talk down to me.” You fanned yourself. “Can you tell me how to change a tire?”

Peter began to laugh as well, looking at you as you both laughed. You quickly stopped laughing when you realized you just gave him a genuine smile and looked away.

“Do you want to do the project on tensile strength?” You suggested to break the tension. “I know you’re weirdly into that.”

“How’d you know?” He wondered.

“You almost popped a boner when we talked about in last month.” You teased him. “It’s just rope, dude.”

“It’s not just rope. It’s the force-“

“-the force required to pull something until it breaks. I know.” You finished his sentence. “I’m smart too, you know.”

“Oh.” He was dumbfounded that you knew something he was interested in. “I didn’t know.”

“Yeah.” You nodded. “Women use brain sometime. Woman say smart thing like man.”

Peter laughed again, realizing you were actually kind of funny when you wanted to be.

“I’m not a misogynist, you know.” Peter said after a beat. “You don’t have to make jokes like that. I may not like you, but I respect you.”

“You respect me?” You raised a skeptical eyebrow at him.

“I respect all women. The strongest person I know is my Aunt. Plus, I’ve still never met anyone who was as smart as my mom. I wouldn’t be half the man I was if it weren’t for the women who raised me.” He shrugged. “But it would be ignorant and naive of me to only respect woman who are related to me in some way. So I respect all of them unless they give me a reason not to.”

“Have I given you a reason not to?” You batted your eyelashes at him.

“Not yet.” He chuckled to himself. “You’re annoying, but you’re brilliant. I know you would never admit this, but we’re basically the same person. You’re just more extroverted so you have more friends and popularity. And you’re smart but you don’t make that your whole personality, so it impresses more people when you let your intelligence show.”

Your body language shifted when you realized he was actually a nice guy. He clearly paid attention to you and was impressed by what he saw. You didn’t say anything, so Peter kept going.

“People lean in to listen when you start speaking instead of tuning you out.” He brought up your insult from earlier, and you felt bad. You didn’t realize he admired you in any way and you felt guilty for always teasing him. Peter’s kept his eyes down, playing with his fingers to distract himself.

“You’re…you’re kind of every thing I wanted to be.” He said quietly. You smiled softly at him, but he didn’t see it. It was the first time you had a nice moment with Peter, and you didn’t hate it. You could tell he was beginning to panic for sharing so much, so you reached forward and tilted his chin up to look at you. His wide eyes met yours and you gave him a small smile.

“How did your parents die?” You asked quietly, immediately ruining the moment.

“Damn.” Peter pulled away with a shocked laugh. “When was your first period?”

“All right. I get your point.” You rolled your eyes. “That was a little abrupt.”

“You’re telling me.” He teased. You sat in silence for a moment, neither of you sure where to go from there. You knew Peter was still processing you touching his face, so you talked first.

“My parents are dead too.” You said without looking up at him.

“They are?” He asked, scooting a little closer to you on the bed.

“Yeah.” You looked up and gave him a sad smile. “But if you think we’re gonna take a turn and fall in love because we have similar trauma, you’re wrong. I can’t stand orphans.”

“But you’re an orphan.” He reminded you.

“And?”

“Never mind.” He shook his head. “I have a feeling I won’t be getting through to you.”

“Probably not.” You agreed. “Tell me more, though. Did your parents die doing something cool?”

“I don’t really know.” He shrugged. “It was a plane crash. That’s all I’ve been told.”

“Oh.” You nodded. “Sounds lame.”

“What?”

“A plane crash?” You raised your eyebrow. “That’s so boring. Yawn.”

“Excuse me?” He laughed in shock again. “Fine. How did your parents die?”

“Firefighters.” You said proudly. “Died saving three children.”

“Wow.” Peter sat back, stumped.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “I was one of them.”

“Seriously?” His eyes widened as he fought the urge to hold your hand.

“No. I’m fucking with you.” You began to laugh as he let out a groan.

“Why would you do that to me?” He whined. “You had me, for a minute there.”

“What can I say? I’m an actor.” You flipped your hair ostentatiously.

“What actually happened?” He wondered. You stopped smiling and bit your bottom lip.

“Drunk driver.” You told him. He didn’t fight the urge this time and reached over to take your hand in his. You stared at your interlocked hands, wondering if you should pull away or not. On the one hand, he was your enemy. But that didn’t make his warmth any less inviting.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly. “That must have been really hard on you.”

“You know the feeling, don’t you?” You asked with a sad smile.

“I do.” He nodded. “And I know how much it sucked to not have someone who knew how it felt. You don’t have to feel that way anymore. Neither of us do.”

You opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it, not wanting to ruin the moment again. The guy holding your hand was not the same guy who sat behind you in physics. This guy was someone you actually liked.

“I might have misjudged you, Peter Parker.” You laughed shyly. “You might not be as unbearable as I remembered.”

“And you might not be the frigid bitch I thought you were.” He matched your tone.

“Watch it.” You warned.

“Sorry.” He mumbled.

“You were right.” You said after a beat. “We are pretty much the same person. I never realized that before.”

“Maybe that’s why we don’t get along.” He shrugged, rubbing soft circles into your hand.

“I’d be willing to give it a try, if you were.” You said sheepishly. “Who knows? I might just like you.”

“You want to give this a try?” He asked, eyes lighting up in excitement.

“Why not?” You shrugged. “What do I have to lose?”

“Okay.” He nodded eagerly. “Then we’ll try.”

“Cool.” You smiled.

“Cool.” He said before leaning in for a kiss. Your eyes widened as his fluttered shut, making you realize you were on different pages. His lips made contact with yours for a few seconds before you pushed him off.

“What the hell are you doing?” You asked as you covered your mouth with your hand.

“Kissing you?” He asked in confusion as hurt flashed in his eyes.

“Why the hell would you do that?” You exclaimed, still in shock. You got off the bed and backed away from him, trying to process what just happened.

“You said we were giving it a try!” He was shouting now too, but not out of anger. “I thought we were finally admitting that we like each other.”

“I meant giving friendship a try! I never said anything about a relationship.” You shouted. You quieted down when you saw the upset look on his face. “You... you like me?”

“I thought it was obvious.” He said quietly. “I-I thought you knew. You said it before and I just…I thought you knew.”

“Peter, I was joking when I said all that stuff.” You calmed down and sat back on his bed. “I didn’t actually think you liked me.”

“Oh.” He blinked a few times before looking down. “I…I do.”

“Peter, I’m sorry.” You reached for his hand again but his withdrew it.

“No, it’s my fault.” He shook his head and got off the bed. “I misunderstood the situation.”

“Peter, wait.” You caught him by the wrists and pulled him back down to the bed. He sat down again but looked anywhere but at you. You could see that his eyes were glassy so you put a hand on his face.

“You were right.” His voice wavered. “I did like you and I did think you’d never like me back. That’s why I always tease you. I just wanted you to talk to me.”

“Pete.” You whispered, rubbing his cheekbone with your thumb.

“I’m sorry. I really don’t want to be here right now. I’ll email you my part of the project and-“

You cut him off by wrapping your hand around the back of his neck and pulling him into a kiss. You both had your eyes closed this time and it lasted much longer. Your lips moved against his slowly and you could feel how inexperienced he was. Even so, it was perfect. You pulled away after a minute and looked into his eyes, feeling better now that there were no traces of sadness in them.

“You kissed me.” He said, dumbfounded.

“I can’t know I don’t like you back if I never give you a chance.” You shrugged as you withdrew your hand from his face.

“Well what did you decide?” He asked curiously. You puckered your lips and tilted your head, staring at him as if you were making a decision.

“I still think you’re super annoying.” You concluded.

“Okay.” Peter nodded.

“But it’s an annoying I’m willing to put up with.” You decided as you slipped your hand back into his. Peter broke out into a smile and nodded again.

“Okay.”

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phoenixyfriend · 3 years

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Time Travel ft. Leia and Vader

(Helped by @atagotiak)

I was reading a bunch of different time travel fics, and my brain slotted in that one "Vader hands over the Empire to Leia and is now her most devoted sycophant" dynamic and mixed it with the "Luke and Vader time-travel and Vader does the right thing but only because it would make Luke sad if he didn't."

I landed on "Leia time travels to prequels era, but her least favorite family member has also traveled with her, though it takes him a few months to find her because he has less resources without the entire Imperial Navy, but he's still a scary Sith in all black with a breathing mask and intimidating cape."

"Tiny angry lady who wants to force democracy and her giant Sith father whom she hates but has resigned herself to pointing at threats like a tank who inexplicably loves her" is a delightful dynamic.

The first few months included a lot of concern about "why do you know so much about Sith if you're not trained or looking to be one" and then Vader shows up and calls her 'daughter' and she insults him and it's like "Oh. That explains it."

Council Member: We have a Sith in the Temple. Vader: Former Sith. Leia: Listen. He is your best chance against Sidious. Also, do you want Dooku dead? Vader can make him dead. Council Member: Your father i-- Leia, scrunching up her face: Don't call him that.

Like Leia is deep in conversation when the Temple starts panicking because Vader just. Showed up? He snuck in, somehow? So Palpatine wouldn't catch him on video entering through the front door? And people try to keep her away from the trouble, because there's an entire array of Jedi Masters to deal with this Surprise Sith, except she can sense exactly which Sith it is and once she shouts "oh you have got to be kidding me!" she just starts running and, well, it's Leia. Nobody can stop her.

(Leia does have less combat training, at least less force-assisted combat training, than the Jedi. But then the Jedi don’t want to hurt here here. She's not fighting her way down, either, she's just running really fast and all the best fighters already left. They had a head start. So Leia's mostly running past random padawans and the like.)

She shoves her way to the front of the group of Masters who. Well, they're certainly ready to attack. But Vader is just standing there. Doing nothing. Still intimidating as fuck but he's not doing anything.

And then Leia bursts onto the scene like "You motherfucker."

She hits her head on a clipboard and whines because UGH he's a walking WMD and they could REALLY use him against Palpatine but also. She hates him so much.

She tries to hand him off to the Jedi council but he insists that he will only take orders from Leia herself.

Jedi: Wait, what. Leia, completely ignoring them: Did you follow me here? Vader, through the mechanical wheezing: I have no loyalty to my master and no empire to serve. You are all that I have left. Leia: Me? Me? I'm all that you have left? You committed a genocide that killed all the family I had except for the twin brother you later mutilated! Jedi: Wait what Vader, going to one knee: I pledge my loyalty and blade to you and only you, daughter. Leia, ready to explode: I. I just. Jedi, some of whom really want to say things but are slowly realizing that they just accidentally acquired a Sith Lord by proxy: What. Leia: I hate you so much but I can't even get rid of you, you're too useful. Vader: I live to serve. Leia: Yeah. Got that. Fuck. Someone get him a full medical rundown, I don't know the last time that mess of a life support system was updated. Jedi, agitated again: WHAT Leia: Listen, I don't like him, but I'm not stupid enough to throw away the second most dangerous person in the universe when I can point him at the most dangerous person in the universe. Especially not if he's going to listen to me. Jedi: But... he's a Sith. Leia: Please trust me when I say this: you might be able to take him down eventually, but he will take dozens of you down with him, and right now he's... honestly, I'm pretty sure he's more depressed than malicious. Jedi: You hate him. I can feel it. Leia: Yes, but I can be professional about it. Vader: They have not yet d-- Leia: Nope! No talking! Not until I've had a chance to process this mess!

There is a whole lot of Leia snapping at Vader to stop it whenever he starts giving off vibes like he wants to take the most violent shortcut possible.

She is not the gentle hand that Luke would be.

Leia isn't a Jedi or working for them but she's wormed her way into being an ally. They don't 100% trust her, especially not with Vader just showing up and declaring her family but like

How do you say no to a WMD walking into your house and saying "I will fight the monster you cower from at night."

There's a lot of Leia snapping off an admonishment that sounds just a little too odd and then when questioned she just says "He knows what he did."

tbh I'm not sure how long it takes for them to tell anyone that Anakin is Vader. They might hold it off in hopes that Anakin can just retire to be Mr. Amidala after the war is over.

Well, Leia hopes. Vader just lets Leia make that call and then glowers at his younger self every time they're in the same room.

I do feel like Leia tells Obi-Wan the truth first

Imagine. Imagine a Vader who’s past still isn’t known. But has gotten somewhat comfortable around the Jedi (not really but the bar for what counts and comfortable for him is low). And Obi-Wan habitually banters with darksiders, right? If Vader’s guard is down for a moment and he, without thinking, references an inside joke...

Might be the most fun in terms of ways to tell Obi-Wan "We're time travelers and Vader is what happens if you let Palpatine drive Anakin off the edge"

If Vader has decided to pledge himself to her orders after destroying her planet, then fine. She can work with that. She's not going to be happy about it, but she can make it work.

The Jedi Temple hates having Vader anywhere nearby but he is actually very good at hiding himself from people, including Palpatine And for all that Leia seems perpetually irritated with her apparent bodyguard, he does seem to listen to her.

Jedi council: We still haven't figured out how to handle Dooku Leia: Do you know his location? Jedi council: Yes. Leia: [sigh] Leia: Vader, deal with it. Alive if possible.

(Leia does need to clarify an acceptable level of violence against the people protecting Dooku.) (She needs to clarify... many things.)

Leia always says "Vader" and one time a poor fool just asks why she doesn't call him dad and she snarls out "He is not the man that raised me, and I am glad for it."

Someone less foolish later prods more compassionately and she lets them know she was adopted and didn't properly meet Vader except in passing until she was nineteen.

"And then he tortured you." "And then he tortured me, yes." "Damn." "Didn't even find out we were related until a few years later when he chopped my brother's arm off." "You... wow." "I know."

At least one exchange that is L: You mean when you tortured me? A: He did what. V: I was not aware of our relation at that time. L: Not the point! I am fully aware of your interrogation methods and I refuse to let you be the one to acquire the evidence for-- A: Wait no go back he tortured you? L: Move on, please, we already have. A: That means I'm... oh Force, I'm going to torture my own daughter what in the actual fu-- L: We're moving on.

(“I end up torturing my own daughter” If Leia’s feeling especially spiteful I can see her saying “you mutilate your own son too”)

Concept: Leia is very free with traumatizing details of her past re:Vader and Anakin thinks that it sucks but doesn’t think much of it bc Sith. And then some time later he finds out...

(I love characters who use the traumatizing details of their past to shut down conversations.)

It's such a wonderfully horrifying concept for him to try to awkwardly comfort this girl he kind of knows because having a Sith for a dad sounds like it would suck and Leia seems nice, even if she's kind of weird and uncomfortable around Anakin, but he saw her flinch around a few other tall people wearing black robes the way she stiffens around Vader so maybe it's just that!

It is not.

Vader does get a significant amount of medical treatment. Including a bunch of "holy shit, that's a lot of drugs" and similar. There is so much lightning damage.

hnnng I'm just really in love with the image of Tiny Tiny Leia sitting behind a desk for some fancy negotiation, the picture of professionalism, while Vader just stands behind her shoulder, looming, glaring expressionless death at whoever came to speak with his baby girl.

Not that he would call her that, because she'd just hate him more and he's really not sure how to fix that problem, other than doing whatever she asks with no complaints and hoping she appreciates it.

Vader: [looks at children wandering by, has complicated emotions] Leia, tired of his shit: What now? Vader: I killed them, once. Leia, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath: And you're not going to do that again. No killing children. Vader: I know that. Leia: Great. I am... regretting asking. I am so very much regretting asking.

I do really like the idea of someone asking Leia once if she wants Jedi training and she says, no, actually, she's fully aware of the fact that she's angry little ball of hate sometimes, especially towards her bio father, and she'd like to refrain from putting herself in a position where she knows enough about the Force to Fall. She wouldn't Fall. But it does make people shut up.

#leia organa #princess leia #Darth Vader #Anakin Skywalker #obi wan kenobi #star wars #time travel #Phoenix Posts

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sunwoo-hoo · 3 years

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↣ the boyz reaction to s/o bringing home a pet / interacting with animals

↳ a/n: hello my darlings! we are back at it with another tbz reaction! this is for my lovely anon who requested this. i hope you don’t mind i altered the request a little bit. i’m so sorry that requests are coming out slowly but bear with me i’ll get through them. nevertheless, i hope you enjoy! also, all my reactions are canon to my boyfriend series so i highly recommend checking those out as well! ☻

↳ genre: fluffiest of fluff

↳ requested? yes

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↳ the boyz x fem reader

「 Lee Sangyeon 」

it had been a week since you last saw sangyeon and you were finally going to see him, but you never would have guessed the unexpected to happen one rainy evening when it was nearly 35°F

as you were walking up to the dorms that’s when you heard tiny meows and spotted a small white kitten near the alley trying to make cover in a box

you instantly felt bad for the poor kitten due to the harsh weather conditions and it looked like it was lost from it’s mother

you swiftly picked up and tried your best to cover the tiny kitten with your jacket as you made your way inside the dorms

as sangyeon open the door he instantly smiled seeing your face giving you a cheek on this kiss

“what’s that sound?” he wondered as he heard the faint meows coming from your jacket

removing your jacket sangyeon saw the small kitten that was in your hands

“i found him outside, i couldn’t just leave him out there. do you think we can keep him?” you asked hopefully giving sangyeon your doe eyes

he sighed “i don’t know baby, we’re both really busy with our schedules.. he should be with a family where they can properly take care of him”

you nodded hating that he was right, you knew that you couldn’t take care of pet when you had a full time job and sangyeon had his idol responsibilities

sangyeon noticed your sadness and lifted your chin to look up at him “we’ll make sure that he’ll go to a loving home okay?” he promised

you smiled in response giving him a small peck setting the kitten down on the floor where he quickly ran under the table

「 Jacob Bae 」

you were excited, it was the day of your birthday and jacob wanted to make it extra special for you

he knew you always wanted a pet so he decided that you could go to the pet store and get any pet you wanted with his card

he wanted to go with you but unfortunately practice overlapped

nevertheless, you were ecstatic looking at all the different animals that were for sale, when your eyes finally landed on some caged rabbits

you smiled as you saw a light brown one with his long whiskers, in a way it reminded you of jacob

as you told the seller that was the animal you wanted, you bought all the corresponding items you would need like food, treats, toys, and a cage with a matching bowl set for his food and water

once you had everything you needed you made your way to the dorms to surprise jacob with your new pet

as you knocked on the door jacob answered noticing the huge cage covering your entire face and half your upper body

he laughed “what on earth did you buy?” trying to peek through the cage grabbing it from you with ease setting it on top of the dining table

“something that reminds of me of you” you smiled

“that’s funny because i don’t see a golden retriever anywhere” he teased

“this is better! just close your eyes” you instructed as jacob did was he was told

once you knew his eyes were closed you opened the cage and grabbed the rabbit holding it in your arms “okay open!”

when jacob opened eyes he saw the small brown rabbit in your hands “aw… you got a rabbit?” he asked scooping it from your hands wanting to see it closer

“yes!” you squealed not hiding your excitement as jacob set him down on the floor so that he could hop around

“well it’s super cute, and it suits you so well” he said giving you a kiss on the cheek before he continued “now c’mon i have more surprises for my birthday girl”

「 Kim Younghoon 」

you loved younghoon, you pretty much had the perfect little family including your little poodle bori

but when your friend texted you that her maltese dog had a litter of puppies you couldn’t deny that you wanted one, they were just so precious

you kept hinting at younghoon all week that you really wanted to snag one of your friend’s puppies

“younghoon look at this cute picture again” you grinned showing him your phone

“they are cute baby but we already have bori” he said glancing at the picture

“but bori needs a friend” you protested leaning your head on his shoulder “pleaseee?”

he let out a light sigh “we can go and look at them but no promises okay?”

you shrieked “yay that’s perfectly fine! i love you so much” you repeated grabbing his face giving him kisses all over

as expected when you and younghoon went to go see the maltese puppies he was excited and couldn’t deny their cuteness and agreed that you could get one

you ultimately decided on the runt of the litter which was a boy and the smallest out of all the puppies

「 Lee Hyunjae 」

it was fun weekend when your sibling asked you to take care of their pet hedgehog

at first you weren’t even going to mention it to hyunjae since he was busy but he decided to surprise you at your apartment one evening

that’s when he noticed the small cage in your living room that definitely wasn’t there before

“hey babe what’s this? did you get a pet?” he wondered curiously

“oh! no i didn’t i’m just watching him for the weekend while my sibling is out of town” you replied heading to the kitchen to get dinner started

as hyunjae opened the cage to get a closer look at the hedgehog it quickly curled up into a ball out of anxiousness pricking hyunjae’s fingers

“ah! it feels like needles” he nearly screamed closing the cage quickly

as you ran back into the living room to see what the commotion was all about you saw the hedgehog still curled up in a ball in the corner of his cage

“aw hyunjae you scared him” you said opening up the cage grabbing him carefully

the hedgehog slowly peeked out of his little ball and started to relax in your hands

hyunjae came up behind you laying his head on your shoulder trying to get a better look at the hedgehog’s face

“it looks cute, but he still hurt my hand” he whined playfully

rolling your eyes at him you set the hedgehog back inside the cage where he started to walk freely

you grabbed hyunjae’s hand giving it a small kiss trying to make him feel better

“it hurts here too babe” he said pointing to his lips smirking

you chuckled as you leaned in giving him a small peck

「 Lee Juyeon 」

you were visiting juyeon during practice when he finally met your pet turtle for the first time

it was a yellow-bellied slider turtle and it was still small enough that it fit in the palm of your hand

you walked in the studio with your small portable cage and saw juyeon practicing alone to new dance moves for the boyz next comeback

he smiled when he saw you through the mirror reflection turning around walking towards you giving you a peck on the lips

when he pulled apart he noticed the tiny cage in your hands

“hey babe, you didn’t have to come all this way to see me. i was gonna head to the dorms after” he said

“i know, but i wanted you to finally my meet my pet turtle. i’ve had him ever since i was little” you smiled taking your turtle out of the cage handing him over to juyeon

“he’s super cute” he commented as the turtle kept sticking its head in and out of his shell

as you both sat down on the floor you grabbed a little bit of juyeon’s fruit from the table and started to feed your turtle

juyeon laughed at how slowly the turtle was eating

“that was all the food i had for practice and it’s gonna take him at least 5 years to eat it all” he teased as you giggled in response

「 Kevin Moon 」

after dating for about a month kevin finally decided to visit your apartment for the first time

you were a bit apprehensive at first mostly because of your pet since you weren’t sure how he was going to react

as you walked into your apartment he casually looked around

“wow i’m jealous i think your place is bigger than our dorms” he commented

you laughed before stopping in front of your bedroom door

“okay, so don’t freak out but i have pet snake..” you told him hesitantly

“no way for real? can i see?” kevin asked excitedly

you nodded opening your bedroom door as you and kevin walked up to the medium sized cage in the corner of your room

“wow he looks really cool can i hold him?” kevin asked

“absolutely he’s actually really sweet” you replied taking out the medium green snake and handing him over

kevin held the snake in his hands while sticking out his tongue copying the snake as you smiled

“i actually have to give him away soon since i’m moving to another building and they don’t allow pets” you mumbled

“aw that sucks [name] i’m sorry, how about i help you find him a good home?” kevin asked placing the snake back in the cage

you nodded happily wanting nothing more

「 Choi Chanhee 」

you weren’t expecting that this was the way that chanhee would meet a pet mouse for the first time

it was a memorable experience to say the least

when chanhee was on vlive you figured now was the time for him to meet the cute little mouse

“i’ll be right back deobi’s i’m gonna bring a friend” you smiled

chanhee gave you a confused look as far as he knew it was just you and him that were gonna do the vlive together

once you came back into the room chanhee turned his chair to greet the new acquaintance but the first thing you heard was his screams

“love what is that? is it a rat?” he shrieked as he covered his mouth in disbelief

“no! it’s my pet mouse, doesn’t he look cute deobi’s?” you asked showing him to the camera

“look at his cute little round ears” you added as chanhee was still giving you puzzled looks

“oh love, i don’t know…” he finally said looking at the mouse from afar and at his phone reading deobi’s comments

you giggled responding “relax chanhee it’s my neighbors mouse, i just wanted to see your reaction”

he sighed putting his hand over his chest dramatically “love you almost gave me a heart attack in front of deobi’s”

“sorry deobi!” you apologized sincerely leaving the room

“what just happened?” chanhee asked the camera jokingly

「 Ji Changmin/Q 」

it was a nice sunny day when you and changmin decided to take a walk through the city

it was a spontaneous day, doing everything that caught you and changmin’s eye like the cafe and shopping

as you both were making your way home that’s when you spotted the pet store asking changmin if you can go in

“changmin-a, can we go there?” you asked pointing to the pet store

“of course babe, i was thinking about getting some new fish” he grinned grabbing your hand

as you both walked around the store looking at the various fishes and reptitles that’s when you saw a cage full of adorable hamsters

“aw changmin look how cute these are, they look just like you! especially that one” you pointed laughing at the individual hamster in the corner eating with its cheeks puffed

changmin laughed showing his adorable smile agreeing before asking the seller if he could hold one

the seller opened the cage and handed changmin a hamster to hold

you quickly took out your polaroid camera as changmin started to pose with the hamster

the rest of the day was spent taking pictures with all the animals in the pet store

「 Juhaknyeon 」

it was a chill day spending it haknyeon on his rare day off

as you two were watching t.v with your head on his lap you were casually scrolling through your phone

that’s when you saw an ad for a chameleon that was for sale

you didn’t know much about chameleon’s besides thet fact that they were really cool looking and that their skin camouflaged itself to hide from prey

you gently tapped on haknyeon who was slowly starting falling asleep

“haknyeon look someone is selling their pet chameleon” you said lightly trying to wake him up

“hmm? that’s nice babe” he replied still half asleep

“can we go and see it?” you asked hopefully

“mm, sure babe” he murmured bending down to kiss your forehead before falling back asleep

a couple of days later you were seeing the chameleon for the first time even though haknyeon barely rememberd the conversation on going

“this is him” the older lady introduced you two to her loving chameleon adding “would you like to hold him?”

you nodded enthusiastically as she grabbed the chameleon and placed it on your forearm

haknyeon lightly touched his back commenting on the odd texture

you then placed it on top of haknyeon’s forearm and saw the chameleon changing colors to haknyeon’s jacket

“wow, this is officially the coolest pet ever let’s get him” haknyeon’s said smiling

「 Kim Sunwoo 」

kim sunwoo loved you, in fact he adored you. in his eyes you could do no wrong

but he also loved the two lovebirds you had together as pets as they reminded him of your relationship

the birds were always together, eating, sleeping, and flying simultaneously

the male lovebird had a black face with a grey body and his name was jae

while the female was light blue with white body with her name being eun

he especially loved it whenever he would come home from practice and they would fly all over the dorm

“sunwoo wait, jae is on top of your head” you giggled as sunwoo entered the apartment taking off his shoes

you pointed your index finger outward as jae flew on top of it landing easily

jae quickly flew over to his wooden play stand walking to eun as she was eating from the bird feeder

sunwoo pulled you close wrapping his arms around your waist pressing light kisses in the crook of your neck from behind

“how was your day?” he murmured in between kisses

you moaned in response “so much better now that you’re here”

sunwoo smiled as you both heard the the faint chirps from jae and eun in the background

「 Eric Sohn 」

one of the reasons you loved hanging out with eric was because he always made you feel like a little kid again

it was his idea to spend the day with you at an amusement park where you two went on countless rides and ate all the junk food you can eat

you both decided that it would be best to take a break from all the rides and go to the park’s animal exhibit

“wow babe come look a this” eric exclaimed excitedly pulling your hand running towards the reptile exhibit

you giggled in response at his energy following right behind

you both took in all the different snakes, lizards, and turtles before you finally stopped in front of an exhibit where a worker was explaining one of the lizards they had which was a bearded dragon

“now would anyone like to hold him?” the worker announced to the onlookers

“i would!” eric grinned raising his hand in response

as you both walked closer to get a better look the worker handed eric the bearded dragon where he was also explaining more fun facts and instructions on how to hold him properly

“hold still eric i wanna make sure i get a picture of this” you smiled taking out your phone

after you took a few snaps you sent it to the boyz group chat where texts started to flood in

you laughed when you read hyunjae’s comment saying that the bearded dragon looked like eric

eric peeked at your phone to see what was so funny until he read hyunjae’s text

“just wait, he won’t laugh once he finds a bearded dragon on his bed” eric chuckled mischievously

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Summary: When Javier left for Colombia the second time, he told no one but his father. When he returns, he realises how selfish that decision was.

Pairings: Javier Peña x Reader

Warnings: Angst.

Words: 4kish

Arriving back in Laredo had been as uneventful as Javier had expected it to be. He hadn’t been gone as long as last time. A little over a year had passed since he’d made the decision to go back. After spending a few months mulling over whether he wanted to return there he had packed a bag and gotten on the first flight he could catch. His father had tried to speak sense into him, tried to convince him that it was a good idea. He could see how Colombia had sucked the soul out of his only son but Javier didn't listen and he didn’t do the one thing his father asked him to do.

Tell you.

He’d made you aware from the start that it was just casual. That he wasn’t ready for commitment. The family and the white picket fence and you'd agreed to that. Your relationship was his only constant for two months. His source of release when ghosts came back to haunt him. He’d met you at his favourite watering hole, you were new to him but not new to the bar and the two of you had talked for hours that first night you’d met. He’d kept coming back then, one thing led to another and he became a regular feature in your bed. The sex was great. Incredible and despite him telling himself that it wasn't serious there was a part of him that had fallen for you but he knew you didn't feel the same. So he'd left it.

Laredo is a small town. Everyone knows everyone and Chucho knew you. When he’d learned of his son's relationship with you he’d made Javier promise he wouldn’t hurt you. It was common knowledge that your relationship history was poor. You’d been treated poorly, cheated on and left to pick up the pieces all on your own until you’d met Chucho. He had taken you under his wing, gotten you the job at the bar and helped pick up the pieces of your broken heart when your fiancé had left you. He had also been there to support you when Javier had left and he’d warned you when he had learned his son was returning.

News you’d not taken well.

…

‘Where are you going?’ Chucho asked as he watched his son make his way to the front door.

‘Going for a drink.’

‘She’s not going to be there.’ He stated and Javier glanced back at his father.

‘What?’

‘She doesn’t work at the bar anymore.’ His father elaborated as he continued to stare at the mug clasped between his two large hands.

‘What makes you think I was going to see her?’ Javier queried, cocking his hip to one side as he studied his father closely.

‘Because I know you.’ He asserted ‘You seriously think that she’ll want to see you? I asked you to tell her and you didn’t.’

‘I-.’

‘Don’t even try and lie to me pendejo.’ He snapped, finally looking up at Javier ‘She turned up at my door looking for you and I had to tell her that you were gone.’ He growled, eyes glowing in the dim evening light ‘You have no idea of the mess you left behind.’

‘What mess?’

‘It’s not my place to say. It's her business what you know.’ He answered, pushing himself up from his chair ‘You lost the right to that knowledge when you walked out on her.’

‘It was casual pops.’ He argued ‘She knew that. If she got hurt by me leaving then that's not my fault.’

‘Your actions have consequences, Javier.’ He finished ‘Remember that.’

The sun was blaring down as you managed to rip the last of the weeds that had invaded your flower bed. Wiping your brow with the back of your hand you dusted off your soiled hands on your worn jeans and made your way to your front door. As soon as your hand twisted the vintage doorknob you heard a voice you hoped you’d never hear again call your name and you sighed. Turning your head to see him standing there on the path, as beautiful as he was the last time he saw you.

‘How are you?’ He asked awkwardly and you rolled your eyes.

‘Peachy.’ you growled as you pushed open your front door.

‘Hermosa wait.’ He pleaded as he sprinted after you, catching the door before it slammed shut.

‘Javier I don’t want to talk to you.’ You growled, crossing your arms as you blocked his way into your home.

‘I just wanted to explain myself.’ He asserted ‘I was a jerk. I shouldn't have just left without saying goodbye.’

‘No, you shouldn't have.’ You growled as you shifted your weight from one leg to the other ‘Is that all? Only I have things to do?’

‘Can I come in?’ He asked, his brown eyes pleading and for a moment you felt yourself weaken under his sad gaze.

‘No.’ You snapped ‘Absolutely not.’

‘Well, could we perhaps meet for coffee?’ He countered ‘I just want a chance to talk.’ He continued, scrubbing a hand over his face as he adopted his signature stance ‘Dad said that I left a mess behind with you and I want to make amends.’ He confessed ‘If I can.’

‘I’ll think about it.’ You replied as you started to push the door ‘I’ll call you.’

Then you were gone. A dark green door separating the two of you. He stood there a moment, his stomach twisting in knots as he relived the interaction he’d just shared with you before he made his way back to his truck and left.

Hoping that you’d call.

You did…

His heart was in his throat as he sat at a table outside the cafe he knew you loved, your favourite coffee ready and waiting for you. His nerves increased when he saw you turn the corner but his emotions soon became confusing as you got closer, pram in front of you.

Why did you have a baby with you?

He didn’t have long to ponder that as you came to a stop beside the table, leaning down to check inside the pram before you took your seat opposite him.

‘Thanks for the coffee.’ You said, taking a sip and humming as the flavours assaulted your senses.

‘Thanks for agreeing to meet with me.’ He replied, giving you a genuine smile ‘Who’s baby is that?’

‘What did you want to speak to me about Javier?’ You asked, skimming over his question.

‘Oh… Well. I um… I wanted to apologise for leaving without telling you. I know I said that we were casual but you deserved better than that.’ He started, taking a sip of his coffee before he continued ‘I um… I guess I just thought it would be easier if I just left but I guess that wasn’t the case if I hurt you.’

‘Javier.’ You began, letting out a sigh as you sat back in your chair ‘I knew what we were. I’m not angry because you left. I’m angry because you ignored my calls.’

He cocked his head to the side as he waited for you to elaborate.

‘You don’t remember do you?’ You asked and snorted when he shook his head.

‘Was a few days after you arrived.’ You declared ‘I rang you telling you there was something I needed to speak to you about.’ You paused as you sipped your coffee again ‘You told me that you were busy but that you would call me back as soon as you could.’

Javier winced as the memory of that call came flooding back to him.

‘You never called me Javier.’ You snapped ‘I rang, left messages on your machine and with your secretary but you never called me back.’

‘Hermosa I-‘

He was cut off by crying and you turned your attention to the pram beside you, pulling out an infant that could not have been much older than four months old. You hushed her, rocking her in your arms as she screamed and protested at your attempts to soothe her.

‘Does she need a bottle or?’ He asked, a little unsure what to do.

‘She’s hungry.’ You stated as you fished out a small blanket from the bag that hung just below the handlebar of the pram and threw it over your shoulder.

After a little arranging, you draped the blanket over her head and shifted your shirt, rocking her lightly as she latched to your breast and started to suckle. Javier watched in shock as the puzzle pieces started to slot into place.

‘She’s uh… You have a baby?’ He asked, voice shaking a little as his eyes drifted from the infant in your arms to your face.

‘Yes.’ You replied plainly, looking him squarely in the eye.

‘Wow… Uh. Congrats I guess.’ He said as he supped at his coffee ‘Who’s the lucky guy?’

‘Seriously?’ You snort, rolling your eyes at him.

‘What?’

‘I thought you were supposed to be some sort of detective.’ You sniggered as you took another sip of your coffee.

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ He growled, feeling his anger start to simmer beneath the surface.

‘Well, let's see.’ You start, glancing down at your daughter before returning to Javier ‘You left. I needed to talk to you. A year or so later you come back and the girl you were fucking has a four-month-old baby. That a big enough clue for you Agent Peña?’

Javier sits there for a moment, mouth opening and closing as he processes everything that you had told him. The longer he took to say anything, the more amused you got by his obvious struggle to comprehend that the infant in your arms was half him. In the time it took for him to process, you tucked yourself back in, readjusted your shirt and started to pat your daughter's back as you placed gentle kisses in her hair.

‘She’s uh… She’s m-mine?’ He stuttered, eyes settling on his daughter.

‘Yes, Javier. She is yours.’ You replied, pulling off the blanket from your shoulder and tossing it on the table.

‘Does pops know?’

‘He does.’ You replied ‘He was there through it all. Came to my scans, held me after she was born. I even stayed with him for the first two months so that he could help me. He uh… her birth was hard.’

‘Hard?’ He asked, his expression changing to one of concern.

‘Yeah, she partly breached.’ You stated, as you looked down lovingly at your world ‘Forceps and six stitches later she was in my arms.’ You said with a smile ‘Was hell but she was worth it all.’

‘Why didn’t pops tell me?’

‘Because I told him not to.’ You snapped, looking up at Javier with fire in your eyes ‘You lost your right to know about her when you chose not to call me.’

‘That’s not fair.’

‘Fair?’ You growled ‘What’s not fair is that I turned up at your house to tell you that I was pregnant, only to learn that you’d left the previous night for Colombia without telling me.’

Javier winced at your timbre.

‘What’s not fair was having to go through the emotional turmoil of learning that I was pregnant with the baby of a guy that I had been fucking casually and knowing I was going to have to do it alone. What's not fair is that I called, gave him a chance after chance to be a part of that baby’s life and he chose to ignore me.’ You paused, downing the last of your coffee ‘You had an opportunity to know about her. To chose whether or not you wanted to be a part of her life and you blew it. I clearly meant nothing to you as otherwise, you would have called.’ You growled.

'I did care Hermosa.' He said softly and you laughed.

'Funny way of showing it.' You replied, staring at the pram for a short while as an awkward silence settled over you both.

‘Can I um… Can I hold her?’ He asked, his request taking you by surprise and you glanced down at your baby for a moment before looking back at him.

‘No.’ You replied bluntly before you stood and placed her back in her pram ‘Thanks for the coffee, Javier.’ You spat as you shoved the blanket into the bag and turned off the breaks on the pram ‘See you around.’

…

‘HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME?’ He yelled as he came charging through his father's front door.

‘Tell you what?’

‘That I’m a father!’ He gasped ‘That I have a four-month-old daughter. Who you have spent time with, have photos of on the walls of the house. I just assumed that they were some friend's kid but no, she's mine.’

‘She told me not to and I agreed with her decision.’ He stated and Javier saw red 'I thought that it should be down to you to mend this.'

‘If I had known I could have… things could have been different!.’

‘You would have known about her if you'd called her like you said you would.’ His father snapped back ‘You had plenty of opportunities.’

‘I was sorta busy taking down a cartel pops.’

‘And you didn’t have a single moment to yourself?’ Chucho questioned, watching the guilt seep into his son's features ‘You didn’t have a single moment in the past year to call her back? To find out what was wrong with the girl that you had been sleeping with for months.’

‘You should have told me pops.’ Javier scoffed.

‘You should have called.’ His father replied before standing up and leaving a conflicted son in his wake.

2 weeks later - 2 am…

Javier was woken by the sound of frantic banging, followed by raised voices and after rubbing his tired eyes he traipsed his way down the stairs to find you sobbing, your daughter in his father’s arms.

‘Her fever’s really high… I don’t know what to do.’ You sobbed, hands shaking as fat tears rolled down your cheeks.

‘What's going on?’ Asked Javier, making you and his father startle a moment before returning their attention to the baby ‘Is she okay?’

‘She has a fever.’ His father stated.

‘Do you want me to drive you to the hospital?’ He asked, gingerly approaching you before looking at the wailing infant in his father's arms.

‘It's probably just a cold.’ Said Chucho, shaking his head as he glanced up at you ‘You can take her if you want Mija.’

‘I uh… Can you drive?’ She asked the older man, her question stinging Javier.

‘I’m not allowed to drive at night now Mija.’ He stated and she nodded lightly ‘Javi will take you.’

‘It’s fine I’ll-’

‘Just let me help.’ Interrupted Javier, his eyes almost pleading ‘I am her father after all.’

…

The wait in the ER was the longest of your life. You sat rocking your screaming child as others tutted from their thrones of judgement. You could feel their eyes on you as you desperately tried to soothe her but you knew that nothing would work until her fever was tended to.

Javier sat silently beside you, picking at his cuticles and glancing every so often at his daughter. A part of him yearned to hold her, rock her in his arms and take her suffering away but he didn’t push you. He’d had two weeks to ponder everything that had transpired and he’d tried to reach out but you’d been hesitant. His heart was hurting bLet'se had no right to demand anything from you and so he decided that he would have to earn your trust in the hopes that one day, he’d finally hold his daughter.

‘Sophia?’ Came a voice, grabbing your attention and you abruptly stood.

‘You can uh, wait here if you want.’ You said, glancing at Javier as he stood.

‘I’d like to come.’ He said nervously ‘If that's okay.’

You simply nodded before making your way over to the doctor that had called out for your daughter. He motioned for you to lay her on the bed that was placed in the centre of the room, holding your baby's tiny hand as the doctor made his way over with a tray of different instruments.

‘Someone isn’t a happy girl are they?’ He said softly, stroking her plump cheek and pushing his bottom lip out at her ‘Is this dad?’ He asked as he motioned at Javier.

‘Yeah.’ You replied, taking the younger Peña by surprise.

‘Well let's take a look shall we.’ He said as he started to take her temperature ‘103. No wonder you're grumpy.’ He said as he placed the thermometer back down ‘Lets listen to that little ticker shall we?’ He said as he opened the front of her Winnie the Pooh onesie.

You and Javier watched as he moved the stethoscope around her little chest, letting out a sympathetic sigh as he placed the instrument back around his neck.

‘It's just a cold.’ He said, placing a comforting hand on your arm.

‘What can we do to help her?’ Asked Javier and you turned your head to look at him briefly before looking back at the doctor.

‘Lots of mums breast milk or formula.’ He started ‘The fever is clearly making her uncomfortable so I’ll prescribe some Calpol for that. Will hopefully bring that fever down quickly.’

‘Thank you.’ You said kindly, giving him a genuine smile.

Scooping your still fussy baby into your arms you followed the doctor out and to the pharmacy where he hands the lady at the desk a slip.

‘Get well soon Sophia.’ Said the doctor sweetly as he gently pinched the infant's cheek before bidding you both goodbye.

Javier watched as you picked up the prescription and that's when it hit him. Sophia. He hadn’t known her name until tonight and the more he thought about it, the more he thought it suited her. Smiling to himself, he doesn’t notice you had turned to face him.

‘Javier?’

‘Hmm?’

‘Can we go now?’ You huffed and he sprung into action, leading the way back to his Jeep.

…

‘See I told you Mija.’ Said Chucho as he rocked a sleeping Sophia in his arms ‘Just a cold.’

It hadn’t been difficult to get the little one to take her medicine and within ten minutes she was out like a light.

‘How she caught a cold in the middle of summer I’ll never know.’ You chuckled, smiling at the older man as he fawned over his granddaughter.

You noticed out of the corner of your eye that Javier was watching him, conflicting emotions battling for dominance on his face and for a moment you felt sorry for him.

‘Thank you for taking me to the hospital.’ You pipped up and he glanced up at you.

‘It's fine.’ He replied coldly and you felt the sympathy dissolve.

‘Well, I better get her home.’ You said as you took her from Chucho.

‘I will see you on Sunday.’ She said to the older man, giving him a peck on the cheek.

Glancing at Javier you noticed him staring off at nothing in particular and scoffed, kissing your daughter's warm brow as you made your way out of the door and to your car.

‘What's Sunday?’ He asked his father after he knew you had left.

‘She and I have Sunday lunch together once a month.’ He stated plainly ‘I’ll leave something out for you.’ He finished before retiring upstairs again, tired from the evening drama.

2 months later…

You smiled at Chucho bounced Sophia on his knee as she tugged at his moustache. She was fascinated with her abuelo’s facial hair, always trying to grab it with her tiny hands. You thought, for a moment, about whether she’d do the same with Javier, the facial hair style being a trend amongst Peña men.

‘There was something I wanted to ask you Mija.’ He said suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts.

‘What's that?’

‘Do you think that perhaps Javi could come to dinner this Sunday?’

‘Chucho-.’

‘He’s been trying Mija.’ The older man interrupted ‘He’s been hurting. Seeing his daughter from afar but not being able to hold her.’

‘Well, who’s fault is that?’ You snapped as you took a sip from your lemonade.

‘I found him crying the other night over a photo of her.’ He said and you looked at him in shock ‘He’d never admit it but this whole situation is killing him.’

‘I'm sorry he's hurting. Truly I am but I just don’t want Sophia to grow attached to him and then him leave again.’ You stated and Chucho nodded in response.

‘I understand Mija but he’s put that life behind him.’ He paused, taking in your expression ‘He has nightmares you know. That country destroyed him and now he’s returned home to learn he's a father but he can't be one no matter how much he wants to be. I’m worried about him Mija.’

‘Worried how?’

‘He doesn't really eat.’ He stated as he pulled a tired Sophia to his chest ‘He’s cut down on the drink and the cigarettes but he’s not taking care of himself. He barely leaves the house. I’ve managed to get him to help me with a few jobs on the ranch but most of the time he’s either laying in bed, not sleeping, or sat out on the deck staring off at nothing.

‘What do you want me to say Chucho?’

‘Just let him hold her.’ He pleaded ‘Even if it’s just the once. Let him just hold her a moment. Let him come on Sunday and just have a little time with her.’

You sat there in silence for a moment, unsure of what to say.

‘Please Mija.’ He begged one last time and you nodded.

Perhaps it was time to mend fences.

Dinner was almost done by the time the Peña men arrived. Chucho entered first, Javier trailing behind him and he watched as you hugged and kissed his father in greeting before grabbing Sophia so she could kiss her Abuelo, or lick, on the cheek.

‘Hi.’ You said to Javier and the man was startled.

‘Hi.’ He replied, nodding slightly ‘Thanks for letting me come along.’ He said, fiddling with the hat in his hands,

‘She’s getting so big.’ Said Chucho as he bounced his granddaughter in his arms ‘Isn’t she getting bigger Javier?’

‘Yeah… yeah she is.’ He replied as he smiled at his daughter.

‘Would you uh… Would you like to hold her?’ You asked, your nerves seeping into your voice as he looked at you in shock.

‘You sure?’ He asked but his eyes were full of hope.

‘Yeah.’ You replied, watching as Chucho carefully handed Sophia to her father.

She squeaked loudly at him as she tried to reach for his moustache and you chuckled at her, smiling as he placed a kiss on her tiny palm.

‘Hey, Hermosa.’ He said softly as he gazed at her, their brown orbs locking.

At that moment he realised there was nothing he wouldn't do for her and his heart swelled. Taking a seat he lifted her so that she was at eye level with him and he rested his forehead against hers, breathing in her smell and smiling as her hands slapped tapped his cheeks.

‘I love you, baby girl.’ He said quietly as he brought his lips to her brow ‘And if momia will let me. I will spend the rest of my days proving it to you.’

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