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melanthaeunomia · 29 days

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Do you write for Jason Grace? If so, could you do like Jason x gf!reader where reader and him get into a fight so they play on opposite teams during capture the flag but in the end, they make up, bc reader gets injured inbetween the game? I'm sorry if it's too specific and long haha

Capture the Heartache🏹

Warning: Jason Grace x Gf!reader, Petty reader, nicknames, cursing (for like three lines), kissing, not book accurate (obvi), injury, established relationship

A/n : i don't know why this is so long, i literally spent hours on this cause i was bored and wanted to write something. Thank you so much for the request!, fair warning English is not my first language so please excuse spelling and grammar mistakes (this might be cringy)

word count : 1.3k

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You were in a good mood that day, Since it was Thursday, Everyone was practically giddy and preparing for capture the flag the next day, Gathering up Alliances and freshly made weapons. All was good until, you saw Jason surrounded by a couple of Nymphs and was Blushing? which pretty much put you into a bad mood all day, Yeah you we're jealous but you were never gonna admit that anyway, your pride got the best of you and you refused to talk to him the whole day.

"C'mon talk to me princess, What did i do?" Jason said his voice full of genuine worry as he tried to bribe you to talk to him by giving you flowers that he knew was your favorite. You ignored his attempts, recalling the scene you saw earlier. "Please, Are you mad at me?" Jason followed you the whole day looking like a lost puppy, until you finally snapped and told him your reason, And He practically laughed at you "Oh- Hah! Babe-" Your eyes furrowed and you stomped away from him, "Hey! wait!—" He ran after you and tried to explain, but you already locked the door to your cabin before he could get in “Love, let me in please” he pleaded but you were too stubborn to oblige.

The next day, Everyone was in a competitive mood. You glared at Jason from the other team who was staring back at you with puppy eyes making you roll yours, Luckily you guys weren’t in the same team and you wouldn’t have to work with him “No killing nor maiming!” Chiron said then the game started. You couldn’t care less about winning the game, all that matters is you get your revenge, You cornered Jason, who was all alone, you couldn’t lie and say that his armor didn’t make him look more… “Fit” You striked first but he quickly countered your attack and the swords clashed against eachother, “Princess, what got you all worked up like this?” You almost melted at how he called you 'princess' in such caring tone, but you had to stay strong. he was confused, sure you were competitive in games sometimes but not like this. you gripped your sword tighter, but he dodged your attack making you stumble over into your own sword "shit" you cursed under your breath as you saw blood seeping out the cut.

He helped you get up but you shoved him off "What is your problem?, why wont you talk to me?" He groaned in frustration and you glared at him, clenching your fist tightly trying to hide the fact that you got a cut. "You're hurt." He walked closer "No, I'm not" You grabbed your sword from the ground, the blade still had a few drops of your blood, “I’m not blind” Jason got closer and you gripped the sword tightly about to strike at him again. "Don't do that. Let me see your hand." He reached for your arm but you quickly pulled away "And why would i do that?" You scoffed, He reached for your hand again this time lightly gripping your wrist making you drop your sword. "Stop being stubborn. Let me patch you up." You yanked your hand away from him "Different teams dipshit" You hissed "Different teams doesn't mean I'm gonna let you get hurt dumbass, stop being so difficult" He was getting a bit frustrated with you now "Why do you care anyway?" you uttered and his eyes widened he seemed to be genuinely offended by your comment "Why wouldn't i."

You were shocked at his retort and felt blush creeping up your cheeks but you tried to shrug the feeling off. “You didn’t seem to care about me getting hurt yesterday, when those nymphs were flirting with you.” He chuckled gently grabbing your hand that was still clenched into a fist “Is that what this is about?” You could see him getting more flustered talking about the topic which made you more annoyed “wait.. what do you mean flirting?” He asked seemingly confused as he pulled you close by your wrist “They weren’t flirting.” You squirmed under his grip trying to wiggle your hand away from him “Don’t lie. I saw you blushing.” You scoffed and saw him turn away from you faintly laughing “They weren’t flirting..” he murmured giving you a reassuring squeeze "Then what were they saying that made you flustered so much?!" You snapped freeing your hand from his grasp

"Let me bandage you up first." You refused and slapped his hand away, "If i have to carry you to the Infirmary i will." He gripped your wrist, tighter this time "Its just a cut, Jason." You rolled your eyes, lightly flinching "And its bleeding, now sit." He added "God damn it fine!" You groaned but sat on a near tree stump, He knelled down, carefully examining your palm, there was a loud awkward silence and you saw that his cheeks were still red and you wondered why was he avoiding the topic so much if it turns out the nymphs weren't flirting with with him? "I um.." He stuttered, you raised a brow at him as he cleaned the cut with a clean cloth that he pulled out from his pockets before taking out bandages and wrapping it, his fingers lightly brushing up against yours. You twitched under the touch looking down, refusing to look him in the eye. And without warning, He pulls your arm closer to his chest to make the bandages tighter, making you slightly blush at how much he cares for you right now, You saw a faint smile on his face before letting go and standing up.

"You still hadn't answered my question." you said following him. He groaned and sighed "You.." he quietly mumbled and your eyes widened in confusion "Me?" Your head tilted in confusion as he looked you in the eye, cupping your cheek with one hand "They were talking about you.." He stroked your cheek that was almost as red as a tomato "wha-" You shivered feeling a calloused hand wrap around your waist slurring your words "I got distracted, Looking at you when i was training.. and the nymphs noticed and started teasing me telling me how "head over heels" i was for you.. whatever that means anyway.." He had a genuine look in his eyes, forcing you to look up at him with a hand underneath your chin, "Oh.." you were sure you that you were the exact shade of a tomato right now, embarrassed at the fact that your suspicion was wrong and was flustered at his explanation, needless to say that you could’ve saved yourself from overthinking and embarrassment if you would’ve just listened to his explanation yesterday.

You hesitated before speaking “I-i don't believe you..” You said with persistent, you were never one to back down even when you know you’re in the wrong. His grip tightened on your waist and he tucked in a loose hair behind your ear, Leaning in closer your faces inches away from each other “Don’t be stubborn Princess. Do i look like I’m lying?” His gaze softened pulling you closer by your waist making you flush “I would never do that to you, my love..” He whispered and finally closed the gap between you two by placing a soft quick kiss on your lips before pulling away all flustered, “that's an unfair advantage” Your blush reached your ears, Earning a laugh from Jason “You done throwing a fit sweet girl?” He chuckled pulling you closer and kissing your cheek “fraternizing with another team is against the rules…”You murmured trying to hide your blushed up cheeks ”yeah, but since when were you one to follow rules, sweetheart?” He smirked pulling you gently by your chin and kissed you passionately all thoughts of the jealousy, and the game were floating away as you melted into his grasp.

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suchan3rd · 1 year

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New Flame - Leo Valde x FemReader Part 1

this is gonna be a series so like if you want a part 2 <3

here's part 2

Also it's Leo Valdex x fem reader

warnings - spoilers for HOO and TOA (no smut yet but maybe later in the series)

Hope you enjoy!!!

You'd only been at camp for two months. Yet everyone around you felt like family. Almost everyone was really nice to you. Super supportive when you got upset because you haven't been claimed yet. Annabeth and Piper kept telling you it was gonna happen any day now. But everyday passed and still, no sign appeared above your head. No people welcomed you into their cabin, so you still had to sleep on the big house's fold-out couch. Though your days were filled with archery lessons, sword fighting skills, and taking care of the pegasi, you still found time to let the overwhelming feeling of abandonment wash over you in terrible waves of hurt. But on one fateful morning you were awoken to the sounds of shouting and scampering feet shuffling outside.

"What is going on" you mumbled to yourself, quickly getting changed into your orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and ripped Jean shorts. You opened the door and walked out to the porch of the big house just in time to see a giant mechanical dragon land on the far hill. Upon the dragon sat two people. One was a stunningly beautiful girl. She had caramel colored hair that made her bright green eyes shine against her honey colored skin. The other person sitting on the dragon was a boy. He appeared to be Hispanic, with curly black hair and warm brown eyes. He jumped down from the mechanical dragon and held out a hand to the green eyed girl. He smiled up at her and your heart fluttered. His smile was wide, showing off his dimples. His smile worked its way into his eyes and you knew in that moment, that he was In love, with the goddess-like girl. Somehow you could tell. You walked over and pushed through the crowd of people gathering around the dragon to find Piper. One of your closest friends since arriving at camp.

"What's going on? Who is that?" You asked her.

"Leo. He was a part of the prophecy of seven. We thought he was dead." She replied, tears brimming her eyes. You'd heard of this prophecy before. It had happened right before you got to camp. It was a terrible war between the demigods and the earth goddess, Gaea. The demigods had won but many were lost to Gaea and her army. The prefe y of seven was the biggest thing since the great prophecy and you guessed this guy, Leo, meant a lot to people. You could tell why. Just by looking at him your heart did little flip flops inside your chest.

"Leo Valdez," some people from the crowd shouted.

"The one and only" he said, smirking. Then out from the crowd raced Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, Annabeth and Piper. They all tackled him in a hug. And once they pulled apart Piper hit Leo in the arm, hard.

"What was that for!" He shouted, rubbing his upper arm.

"For making us think you were dead, dumbass" she counted smiling.

"Well," he started to say but Leo was cut off by Percy.

"Calypso" he said, directing attention to the girl who'd come with Leo.

"Percy," she said, "good to see you again." They smiled at each other and Percy gripped Annabeth's hand. You could tell there was some tension between the two. Whatever history they had, though, you had no idea about.

"Alright everybody" Jason shouted, "line up In front of Leo"

"Why?" Some people from the crowd asked.

"So you can get payback. This is the line to punch Leo Valdez" he announced and everyone scrambled to get In line.Leo laughed and sighed,

"it's only fair" Soon enough a line with almost every camper in it formed in front of him. You stood off to the side staring at the boy who was getting pummeled with punches, until Piper wrapped her arm around yours, drawing you into line.

"What are you doing Piper" you asked

"Come on y/n live a little"

"But I have no reason to punch him. I've never even met him"

"Well you're about too, and once you do" she sighed "you'll definitely want to punch him." Finally it was your turn. Piper went first.

"Hey you already went" Leo said

"Yeah, so?" Piper said and proceeded to punch him once more. Then it was your turn. You walked up to him and instead of punching him, like Piper suggested, you stuck out your hand.

"My name's y/n" you said and he shook your hand cautiously. When he hand touched yours a shiver of warmth went through your body. His hand was really warm. Not like uncomfortable sweaty palms, but a comforting warmth, like a comforting fire in the middle of winter. He smiled at you.

"Leo" he said, and you nodded

"Yeah I heard" and he chuckled. You walked off to stand next to Piper, hoping your cheeks weren't as flushed as they felt. And suddenly Piper gasped.

"y/n, look '' she pointed above your head. Right there floating in a silver hue was a beautiful swooping dove. You looked down at your clothing and saw that they had been replaced with a flowing Greek toga. Your face spread into a grin, you had finally been claimed. Your mother was Aphrodite. But as you looked around you realized that no one had noticed your sudden transformation. All they were paying attention to was Leo Valdez. The most important moment of your life and no one but Piper had noticed. Now you realized, you had a pretty good reason to punch Leo.

#leo valdez #leo valdez smut #piper mclean #jason grace #annabeth chase #percy jackson #pjo #hoo #trials of apollo #pjo hoo toa #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x y/n

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gatzilksis-2 · 2 years

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Jason: A True, Flatulent Love Story (teaser)

18+ This is one very small part of an epic love story with many great farts as well as enough drama and twists to keep you invested:

Jason hurried ahead of me through the little room. As he walked through, he cracked off the loudest walking farts I've ever heard. Every step came with a crackling rumble like the kind of thunder that shakes walls. Four steps, four of the loudest farts to grace my ears…and the tone of them…

I had a full, throbbing erection immediately. I hurried into the room, and it only pulsed harder. Filling the little space was the second-worst single fart stench (not in my face) to date. It was definitely his but amplified to ridiculous levels, as if a llama carcass was hidden beneath the floorboards but meatier. I resisted the urge to beat off right there.

I came into the kitchen, and Jason smirked over his shoulder at me. "Damn. You really walked through that hell fart?"

"Is there a bathroom?" Wrong wording, dumbass. Everyone had a bathroom of some sort.

Jason pointed to a door. "You okay? You're not gonna puke are you, 'cause that would be kinda awesome."

Because of his fart's potency, is what I hoped he was thinking. He was so proud of himself, and that did not help my situation.

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#eproctophilia #farts #eprocto #fart kink #flatulence #fart fiction #fart stories #gatzilksis #male fart fiction #male fart stories

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boyy-wonder-grayson · 4 years

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🙈 Here I go again... 8. "Oh my god, I think the crystal ball is working. The spirits are telling me you're a dumbass" + brotp Rachel + Jason.

Haha I love this! You're giving me so much material,thanks I really liked this one. If you'd like some more go here!

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"okay I think we got everything we need?" Rachel asked the group that were now currently sitting on the floor of her bedroom. A crystal ball was placed in front of her and the others were surrounding the artifact.

"let's see. Candles?" She asked looking at Gar who was in charge of them, he lit the last one and placed it on the floor next to Jason, but not too close in case the latter would accidentally hit it and set the place on fire.

"lights?"

"off" Conner said sitting next to jason

"and crystal ball, check. Okay let's begin, shall we?" She asked with a wicked smile. Rachel closed her eyes, and started humming a ominous melody, trying to make this experience a lot more scary, even if it nothing happened, it was fun to do it.

"Do you even know how that's supposed to work?" Jason asked interrupting Rachel who only sighed before opening her eyes once again.

"yes, the lady in the store explained it to me. Now shut it before I'll do it" she said, placing both hands on top of the ball, and started humming once again.

"ohh spirits of beyond, grace us with your presence. If someone is out there, if someone can hear us make yourself present." Rachel opened one eye, inspecting the others reactions. Jason was bored out of his mind, while Gar and Conner looked actually concerned.

She closed her eyes once again,before repeating "spirits of beyond,grace us with your presence. if someone is out there make yourself present!"

"it's not going to work" Jason said nonchalantly. Rachel rolled her eyes, knowing that Jason was not going to be helpful in a situation like this.

"this is my first time, I just need some practice" she said ignoring the funny look on the boy's face.

"right, and the fact that you bought that crystal ball for $10 means nothing" he snickered. Rachel glared at him. She knew that it was quite impossible that something could happen while using the crystal ball,but she thought since it was close to halloween,that it would be fun to play with something like that. She was going to give you when an idea popped in to her head.

"let me try something else" she said in a serious tone. She closed her eyes again, moving her eyes along the crystal ball, but this time she was quite all along. The crystal on her forehead shone in its characteristic red colour, and to make it even more funnier she gasped.

"oh my God, someone's talking" she said. Jason looked at her with confusing plastered all over his face and a little bit of surprise too.

"and, what's it saying?" He asked.

"i don't know, he's just saying your name" she said looking at Jason with a panicked expression trying to sell the act. It worked because the look on Jason's face was priceless. He was not only shocked but Rachel could see the slight panicked expression on his face.

"wh-what do you mean my name. What else is it saying?"

"Oh my god I think it's actually working. I think the crystal ball is actually working and the spirits are telling me, they're telling me that you're a dumbass" she said with a serious look on her face in for it to last seconds before she bursted out laughing. Jason could not believe how easy he fell for that. Gar and Conner started laughing along with Rachel, making Jason blush in embarrassment.

"fuck off!" He said getting out abandoning his friends.

"wait, come back! I think they're telling me that you're an idiot too!" Rachel said laughing once again.

#ask #hallowen with the titans #jadon todd #rachel roth #red hood #raven #dc #dcu #titans #netflixs titans

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mama-ghostie-61542 · 3 years

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A Thousand Lifetimes

Rated M++ for language and themes

If you recognize it--IT AIN'T MINE

Sorry for the OOC bits.

Chapter 2

Supper was finished and cleaned up with little in the way of words spoken after that. The evening saw me curling up in my bed with a coffee and the second chapter.

Jooheon PoV--

As soon as we were given our holiday leave, we were talking where we were all going to go. I had saved my days off for three months to have an entire week away. Just the same as I had saved as much as I could to be able to afford that first class ticket. Bryn had sent me half of the money, so that helped. As I packed, I called Bryn, just to verify the time I should get there.

The flight itself was really uneventful...unless you count the attendant openly flirting with me. That guy openly offered things that, umm, weren't on the menu, let's say. Now, don't get me wrong, I love flying first class, and I am used to having underwear thrown at me by western audiences, but getting an invitation to join 'The Mile High Club' by a dude, was a little much for me.

'Would be too much for me too'.

By the time the plane landed in L.A., I was thoroughly embarrassed, and a little pissed off. Then there was a two hour layover until my flight to Chicago. That flight was a lot better than the one from Seoul to L.A. No one bothered me. I was just the Asian guy in first class.

After grabbing my bag from baggage claim, I started to walk down to the pick up and drop off, where she said she would meet me. Bryn told me she has an awful time getting through security checkpoints. The machines pick up the studs on her implants. That was an interesting conversation, I learned my big sister had lost all her teeth due to a strange combination of factors. But, she had gotten it all squared away and everything had healed up a while ago.

'She has implants? Hmm.'

As I turned the corner, I heard a soft whistle followed by Bryn shouting.

"Jooheon! Over here, Lil Man."

'Little? He is at least half a foot taller than you!'

I turned towards the yell, and saw her. The buzz cut threw me for a second. "You cut it all off again," I remarked as I noticed her shoulder length hair was much shorter than our last video chat.

"Yep. Long hair is for men and babies, not ladies. Neither man nor bitch should be able to grab a handful and use it against me," she quipped as she ran her hand over the short, spunky, spikes on her pate. "Got your bag," she asked.

Long hair is for men and babies, huh.

I nodded.

"Cool. My truck is this way," she said as she tilted her head to the side. "Let's blow this pop stand."

"What," I asked, laughing as I followed.

"Let's blow this popsicle stand.'

Turning around and walking backwards, she said, "Let's blow this popsicle stand."

'See. I do know some idioms.'

Imagine my surprise when what she simply called 'my truck' was a tiny little Chevy Equinox.

As we stowed my bags in the back seat, I said, "Bryn, this isn't a truck."

"Is to me," she replied as we got into the front and buckled our safety belts. When she started up the engine, the cabin was filled with a haunted music. Then she said, as we backed out of the parking spot, "We gotta stop for gas before we hit the interstate, so, I suggest you visit the men's room before we leave. We still have a four hour drive ahead of us."

As she put it in drive, I replied with, "Are you insinuating I can't control myself?"

"No," she said, matter-of-factly. "I am straight telling you that you have a bladder the size of a walnut and you are riding with a fucking camel."

I laughed, 'I agree. That woman can make an eight hour drive with a bottle of pop and never once need to pee. There will still be soda in her bottle, too. She's a fuckin camel.'

As we pulled away from the gas station, and onto the interstate, She commented on my shirt. "That is a nice color on you, by the way."

"Thanks. I like red."

"I know. Just never had you pegged as a guy who actually looked good in maroon."

I looked down at my shirt. "It's red," I replied.

"No, Dear, it's maroon."

"Agree to disagree. How many times have I told you to just call me 'Honey'?"

"It weirds me out to call my little brother "Honey'. That's a word meant for a significant other. The closest you will EVER get is Dear. Ah! I know! Wanda," she laughed.

"Absolutely not," I laughed, "but I can see your point," I said, as I looked out the window for a minute, "How is Clark taking it?"

'Who is this Clark, guy?'

"Your visit? We got in a screaming match. It all boils down to the fact you are a guy."

"Wow," I replied then shook my head. Clark was one of those super insecure guys who saw everyone as a threat. "So it didn't and doesn't matter that the mere idea of being anything other than an adopted brother makes me want to poke my eyeballs out with a blunt object."

"Nope," she replied. "You're a dude, and dude's only think about getting 'stuff' from girls."

'Ok, so she is safe with Honey. Good to know.'

I gagged and covered my mouth, "Icky. Just the thought of that makes me want to vomit," I said then shuddered.

"Hey," she chuckled. "No pukin' in my truck," she quipped as she smacked my arm.

"Are you allowed to have gay friends?"

"He doesn't like them either. He would be completely happy if I had no friends at all."

"That is what I call possessive."

"That is what I call fucked up," she replied. "Getting a little sick of the double standards. He can have all the friends he wants, but I have lost most of mine, thanks to him."

"Well, you can't lose me. You are stuck with me now."

"Good to know."

"You know I love you, Sissie," I squealed as I laid over onto the console.

"Yeah, I know. Sadly," she replied and then smiled at me before focusing on the road.

After a few miles, I asked, "So he cost you your friends?"

Sighing, she replied, "Yeah. The only ones left are Lynn and Shayne. He tried to get rid of them, but Shayne threw a fit."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Shayne told him to shut up before he knocked him out. I mean, we have been friends for 33 years and nothing has ever happened. EVER. And I like Lynn."

"Lynn?"

"Shayne's wife. She is awesome!"

"So, do I get to meet the family this week?"

"Nope," she replied. "Ian, Allen, and Jason all have wives that don't like Ma...or me, much. And Los lives in Texas with his wife and their boys, so I don't get to see him much anyways. Costs a ton to board the boys for a visit"

"Los," I asked. I had heard her refer to him, but didn't really know much, other than he was the only biological brother. "I thought he couldn't have kids?"

"Carlos. Most of the family calls him Junior. Juan Carlos Jr. And he can, she can't. The boys are their pitties."

"Wow. What was his mom smoking," I asked.

Bryn smiled, "Don't know, but I wish she would have shared."

"Why?"

"My full name."

"What is it," I asked, mentally preparing myself for the answer.

"Bryn Markham is just the name I write under. Bryanna Ellyen Velvet Colline Brusher nee Loveland, legally. I go by either Annie or Bry, depending on who it is. My parents STILL call me by my full name," She replied, her embarrassment pinking her cheeks slightly.

I grabbed the pad and pen from beside my bed and wrote down the name quickly.

"Oh my god," I laughed.

"Could have been worse, though. If I had been a boy, my dad wanted to name me either Benjamin Abraham or Joshua Earl."

I couldn't help the snort that came out, right before I broke and laughed. I was laughing so hard I was starting to tear up a bit.

"Yeah. Haha. Laugh it up," She said as she rolled the window down a few centimeters and grabbed an ash cup from the rear cup holder. Then, Bryn grabbed the tin of smokes out of the console and lit one up.

"Hold up. You smoke?"

That explains the smell, sometimes.

"Not anymore. Used to, but I found this mix when I quit. I smoked because of my temper, and this mix helps. It's better than looking at the world through two panes of glass and chicken mesh cause I lost it and gave some dumbass what they really deserved."

I looked at her confused.

"A high five...in the face," she said as she glanced at me, "with a chair," Bryn deadpanned as she watched the road.

I snickered a little before I said, "Really?"

"Yeah. More than just a pretty face, little brother," She laughed as she playfully slapped her cheek.

As we settled in to the drive, I realized how much she looked like the girl in Kihyun's dreams. Granted, I could just be seeing what I wanted to see.

They both need someone awesome.

Bryn PoV--

We made it to the house in a little over 3 hours. As usual, Clarkie was pissed. This time cause I actually went and picked up my brother. I guess, he thought if he raised enough of a stink, I would do what he wanted. But, I had a bad habit of never staying in his happy little shell. Mostly because it felt like a cage and I hate to be hemmed in.

He has always said that I need safety and security, but his idea of it is a cage, fences to box me in. My idea was more like a safe place to bed down after a run with the moon, and the freedom to run and stretch out; to sprawl all out and wait for nightfall.

But, Hawkie, has always known its a nice place to land. But that's the way our connection worked, neither one of us had to say much, we just did and it all fit.

I couldn't help but think how wrong this Clark guy was. A spirited filly like that needed plenty of room to run, to roam, or she got stifled. She was right, my idea of security was always just having a good place to land.

As we walked inside, I said, "Look guys, Uncle Jooheon is here."

All three of my kids suddenly insisted on 'Uncle Joey' being his new name; even though I had been coaching them for weeks as to how to pronounce it the right way.

Grimacing, I said, "Sorry, Bud. It appears you have been graced with a new name. In the old ways, a new name is given at the time of adoption. So it looks like it's official. Welcome to the family."

"Hey. I don't mind. There are worse things to be called. Joey works," He chuckled as he shook his head, "At least it's close. I am honored to officially be part of the family."

"Don't get too comfy. Ma picks out middle names at random. So if you ever hear 'Joe' followed by some random Western name, just go with it. And if she whips out the right pronunciation and a random middle name, you are entirely on your own."

"If it's Ma, I would probably answer to it, just to keep her happy," He quipped back.

"It's better that way. She used to call Jamen, the ex, Lynn."

He let loose a belly laugh that had me laughing.

"Seriously," he asked as he wiped his eyes.

"Oh, Yeah. He used to get soo mad."

I laughed at Bryn and Honey and how they acted. Then, I thought about trying that name out in the morning.

As I laid there, curled up and ready to sleep, I felt her. She brushed my hair out of my eyes and whispered softly against my forehead, "You sleep, my love. I'll keep watch."

I fell asleep to her whispering something to me, soft and slow, in a language I couldn't understand. I knew it was no lullaby. It felt more like a blessing, like a prayer. I felt more at peace in that moment than I had for weeks. That night, the nightmares did not haunt me.

The next morning, as we all got around for the day, I took the chance.

"Hey, Joey."

All of the guys stopped.

Honey turned to me, "What did you call me."

"Story said she coached her kids for weeks. They all had it right, but, the minute you walked in the door it was 'Joey'."

"Really," He said as he looked kind of confused. "Joey?" He just snickered and smiled. "Babies. What can ya do," he laughed.

"If what she wrote is true, in her culture, when a person is adopted, they are given a new name. 'Joey' happens to be yours. Not to mention that 'Honey' weirds her out."

The expression on his face dropped. Confusion colored his face for a moment, then the look of understanding followed, "Ahh. Smaller and close to the original so the kids can learn it. Also, so the adults understand that with the small nickname, everything is ok, but the full version, pronounced right, means 'Shut up and listen'. Got it."

"Did you miss the adopted part? She knows!"

At almost two in the afternoon here, I heard her whisper, 'I'm off to bed.' as I felt her presence close to me. Next, came the burn on my cheek, followed by her soft, 'Goodnight, Love.'

Since I was finishing up my lunch, I decided to reach for her. 'Rest well, my queen. You have more than earned it today,' I said as I brushed her hair away from her face. She always looks so peaceful when she sleeps. I almost couldn't wait for the day when I could physically hold her again.

A/N--Still in hell.

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