#and its just like . buddy i lay in my bed and i plan to for the rest of my life

[siconetribal]

Put it on My Tab 11

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Tag: @vbecker10 @wordsfromshona @harlequin-hangout @harpy-space @tild3ath @gone-batty-fics @princessbl0ss0m @dakotali

Warning: Frustration, Celebration, and Coffee Inhalation

Summary:

Everyone deserves time off, and the vigilantes of Gotham are no exception to the rule. The boys decide to take a weekend to let loose. Who knew a few drinks would lead to a stranger in bed?

Author Note:

A huge thank you and shout out to @harlequin-hangout for the amazing banners you made for me.

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If you’re new to the story, please check out the master post for the rest of the chapters or find chapter one here.

The apartment was silent, broken only by the occasional shouting, shooting, and sirens. For anyone living in Gotham City, especially the rougher parts, this was all white noise. A day of actual  silence was a blessing that no one dared to question. Today was not one of those nights. In fact, it was noisier than most, which usually meant trouble was closer than usual. None of that mattered to Y/N as she sat cross armed and cross-legged on the worn out sofa, staring down at her phone that lay on the coffee table before her.

Seconds had turned to minutes which quickly became an hour which was now nearing two as she sat there stone still. Since coming home from her shift, she had perched herself on the couch as if to judge the cellular device that was placed on the stand. There was now a new number on her phone. Nine new digits under the contact name: Your Hero and a message thread that held one text saying ‘hi’ from her phone to this person. 

The same person with the mesmerising blue eyes that looked like they held the secrets of life itself, tinged with sadness and pain. Tall, muscular but not overly bulky but certainly much bigger than her, with black hair that had a high contrast streak of white in the front. The same interrogative gentleman who saved her from the drink and Matias. The very person who had her drowning in 4k worth of debt to the hotel for room damage. Thrice he appeared out of nowhere and twice were to save her from serious trouble. The one and only silver tongued Wonder Boy who was into books and video games.

“Who just shows up to save someone on time like that? Is he really some sort of self-proclaimed hero?” She muttered to herself, unfolding her arms to rest her chin in one of her palms.  “What do I do now? Do I text him? Should I ask about the room? How do I even bring that up without him claiming I’m some liar trying to squeeze money out of him? It’s not like I knew he was a Wayne! I didn’t sit there and memorise all their faces, and just hoped to the high heavens one had a decent enough personality to save me. I didn’t even want to go to the reunion! Do I just wait for him to text me? He did say he was going to text me, but do I just believe that? When is that going to happen? What did I even say yes to?!” She threw her arms up in frustration and ruffled her hair. “What the hell am I supposed to do?!” She let out a heavy sigh of frustration, staring up at the dated popcorn ceiling as she slumped back into her seat, laying her head on the top of the cushion. Today is going to be a long day. She blinked a few times, fatigue getting the best of her. Forcing herself to stand up, she grabbed her phone and made her way to her bedroom. Sleep was the only answer after such a hectic night shift.

“Tonight, we celebrate, Magnus ol’ buddy!” Jason grinned, snapping the elastic band of the party hat under the stone chin. “Yours truly has managed to not only find her,” he walked away and paused for suspense, turning with ease to face his rock friend once more. “But also get her number and her name! Sure, I got it off her name tag, but I plan on getting it from her directly!” He grinned from ear to ear as he walked back, waving the lit up phone screen in its face as he leaned against Magnus. “Sorry I haven’t been around to update ya on things, I had to help with shit on the other side of the city for the last couple of weeks. At least it wasn’t boring. But that’s beside the point, I finally got something on her before she got on me! Man, you should’ve seen the look on her face! I left her speechless!” He puffed his chest with pride as he plopped down onto his usual seat by Magnus, opening up the rolled up paper bag.

He pulled out a large order of fries, setting it sideways in Magnus’ mouth for easy access before grabbing the burger beneath it, his drink set between them and his helmet just within reach. Batburgers were the perfect on-the-go late night celebratory food. He was not scheduled to be on patrol today, but no one told him what to do. He just merely agreed with decisions for the most part, today was just one of difference of opinion. Let the Batman rant and rave, Jason would not let anyone take away his victory.

“So, what was the last thing we talked about? Ah, right! Some mobsters were causing shit thinking I wasn't around to crack skulls. Fucking dumbasses,” he rolled his eyes and took a hearty bite of his burger. “The look of shock on their faces, you’d think they saw a ghost! I know I’ve died a few times, depending on what stories you follow, but I’m still flesh and blood. Of course, they tried to fix that, thinking they had a chance. They never learn, and that's why they always fucking lose. When I ran shit, I was smart about it. Throwing muscle mindlessly is a waste. You can't educate the brainless though. I had to make sure to do a proper job, and couldn't leave just anyone to send the message. Things should be quiet over there for a bit which gives me the chance to actually reach out to Y/N.”

“Y/N, huh? That’s a pretty name.” A familiar voice held an annoying lilt to it. Jason’s eyebrow twitched as he took a sip of his soda.

“Whaddya want, Dickwing?” He grumbled.

“What, can’t an older brother come check in on his AWOL younger brother?” Nightwing placed a hand over his heart and hung his head. “You wound me, little brother.” He frowned, noticing the party hat on the gargoyle. “And to have a party without inviting me? I am doubly hurt! Maggie has a hat and fries!”

“Magnus is important. He doesn’t say stupid shit like you are now.” Jason scoffed, taking one of the crispy golden potato sticks.

“Margrave can’t say anything. I still think you should see someone about this unhealthy relationship you have with this heap of concrete.” Nightwing knocked two knuckles against it before taking a seat beside Jason. “So, who is Y/N, and why are you texting her? Where did you meet? Should I be worried, and for whom between the two of you?”

“Shut up,” the younger former Robin grumbled. “You better not fucking do anything or I’ll kill you.” He warned Nightwing quickly raising his hands up in surrender. “She's the girl I was trying to find about the whole hotel fiasco.”

“The one where you broke the simple coffee machine and ruined the room, leaving her with a huge bill to clear?” He smirked as Jason scowled.

“Yes, that one. Keep it up, see what happens.” He grumbled.

“Alright, alright! So, you finally found her, hm? That's good, you can give her the money and move on finally. You won't have some rando holding that over you anymore. Did you get the money sent to her already?”

Jason knew that was what he needed to do and that was the whole purpose of trying to find her. Give her the money and move on. There was no use or reason to delay. The sooner he paid, the sooner she was free to move on as well. Being involved any more than necessary was a danger to her and a burden on him. And yet, the thought alone left a bitter taste in the back of his mouth. 

Y/N was witty and funny, easy to approach and talk to even if it was just nonsense. He wanted to keep talking to her, and not just through a computer screen. He wanted to know more about her day, the crazy customers, and the shenanigans of her and Citlalli. He wanted to sit and drink coffee or tea or whatever she drank and discuss books, plan little gaming raids, or just talk about life. He knew nothing about her. 

I could just look it up now that I know her name and place of employment. I could find out everything about her and clear up the mystery that is her, feed the curiosity and be done with it…but I don't want to. Not only that, but I want to hear it from her, organically. Even if I did read all there is, I'd want to hear it from her. 

“Earth to Jason, are you there?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m here. I’m just thinking.”

“You, thinking? Oh man, that isn’t good. Should I be expecting a second duffle bag incident?”

“Duffle bag what? No, that was one time, you guys need to learn to let it go!” He rolled his eyes.

“It’s pretty hard to just let go of the fact that your younger brother was carrying eight heads stuffed in a gym bag.” Nightwing scoffed. “Excuse me for being a little concerned.”

“It was one time!” He let out an exasperated sigh. “I’m not some psycho serial killer or something. If you’re here to rain on my parade, you can fuck off! This is why I didn't invite you, Magnus knows how to read a balcony. It’s clearly a party.” He motioned to the shiny pointy hat on said gargoyle’s head. “Also, aren’t you on patrol? Quit slacking off and go.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll leave! I can tell when I’m not wanted!” Nightwing let out a heavy sigh as he stood up. “Unloved and thrown away like last week’s newspaper.” He sniffled loudly. “I see how it is!” He threw his head back with the back of his hand to his forehead.

“If you get it, then leave.” Jason grumbled, opening up the wrapper of his second burger. “Thanks, for the assist.” He mumbled before taking a bite. Nightwing had just barely heard the words, but smiled nonetheless.

“Anytime, Little Red,” he chuckled before vanishing into the night. 

Over the course of the next two weeks, Y/N picked up every and all shifts that she could possibly find to help clear the money owed. Citlalli was great in helping her find work, while away and on her return. The return of the boisterous and flamboyant Citlalli was like sunshine after weeks of doom and gloom rain, refreshing and much needed. Y/N had been keeping herself too busy to even think, and Citlalli’s return was a great distraction, but also a great sounding board on what to do. She had told her dear friend all about her encounter with her troublesome cousin and the return of her expensive hero. Citlalli was not thrilled to hear about her cousin’s antics, and had quickly informed their boss of what transpired. She also insisted that Y/N should wait for him to text, since that is what he said he would do. The task was simple enough, validating the decision she had been leaning towards as is. 

However, that was then. Two weeks and some days had gone by, and nothing. Utter radio silence from him. No sudden appearances, even though Matias did come by some times to try to get her attention. And her online gaming partner was also MIA. Arkham_Knight said it would be about a week, but there was no movement or notice from him either. It was driving her crazy to just sit and wait for both of them.

The next time I see him, I’m going smack him! How do you tell someone you’re going to message them and just don’t?! Especially after you made sure to get my number to send details, what details?! She wanted to scream, but she was on the clock. It was another graveyard shift and the café was dead. Everything had been cleaned spotless and anything that needed to be restocked was done. She even went through the inventory to make a list of what needed to be reordered soon. With nothing left, she took a seat on the stool and pulled out her book since there was nothing else to do.

As soon as she cracked it open, there was the sound of glass shattering. She reflexively ducked for cover as the window shards went flying everywhere. She could hear the sounds of a struggle at the crunch and scratch of the pieces, a muffled frantic voice followed by a calmer, more exasperated one.

“I told you we could do this the easy way or the hard way, you chose the hard way.” The young male voice flippantly spoke. “Now, tell me what I need to know. I can keep this up all night if I have to, I’ve got nowhere else to be.” 

And I just cleaned the whole place! Y/N scowled at her turn of luck, carefully closing her book and placing it aside. What am I supposed to do in this situation?! I can’t exactly greet them and ask what they would like to order, who knows what they’ll do to me. Wasn’t his place supposed to be ‘crime free’? So much for that promise, thanks for nothing Gotham politicians! She grumbled to herself, slowly lifting her head to just above the counter to see who was responsible for destroying the cafe. She was surprised to see it was one of the famous caped crusaders of Gotham City. Red Robin, here? With who? She tried to get a look of the captured person but her attention was caught by the sound of crunching glass and she ducked quickly for brief moment.

“Did we get it?”

Nightwing? Well damn, I know I said I wanted something to happen, but this was not what I had in mind. She slowly stood up from her hiding spot after shifting over to right so that the machines would help hide her for a little longer.

“Not yet, but looks like he’s just about ready.” Red Robin answered, looking over his shoulder at Nightwing, catching sight of Y/N’s hat in the process. “Looks like we have an audience.”

What do I do? What do I do? Y/N’s eyes darted from side to side trying to find a place to run, but she was boxed in and there was no way she would outrun one of them. With no options of escape, she slowly walked towards the register so she was more visible with both her hands up. “I’m unarmed, I’m just an employee here.” She forced herself to speak calmly and clearly.

“An employee here, where are we?” Nightwing quickly surveyed the location and realized they had come crashing through an actual business and not one of the under construction buildings. “So he ran here hoping to be seen by someone.” He muttered.

“See what? I don’t see anything, except for two potential customers debating if they want to order.”

“Smart girl,” Red Robin answered, turning to face her after tying up the guy on the floor. The two vigilantes walked up to the counter and looked up past Y/N to see what was available. While Red Robin realized where they were, Nightwing realized something else. She noticed and looked down to see it was at her name tag.

“Y/N, that’s a pretty name.” He grinned. “I think we will order something, Y/N. What do you say?”

“Red Eye with two shots of espresso and some steamed milk, large.” The order came out quick, a slight eagerness in the tone. Y/N could not help but stare at the younger of the two masked males.

“I’m guessing you like coffee, and strong at that.”

“It helps when working the night.” He stood a little straighter.

“Riiiight, I’m not judging. I work in a café.” She shrugged, dropping her arms since she needed to make the order. “And you, Mr. Nightwing?”

“Mead Raf for me, medium is fine.”

“To go, or did you plan on staying to chat? We’re a 24-hour café, though I suppose I need to have you leave, since I need to clean up all the glass.” She motioned to the floor.

“Ah yes, sorry about that, Y/N. We’ll have it to go so you can get to cleaning.” Nightwing chuckled, amused by how she was handling the situation. The two watched her as she carefully made the drinks, making sure no glass managed to find its way behind the counter or into the coffee. 

“One large Red Eye with two shots of espresso and steamed milk and one medium Mead Raf. Is that all?” The vigilantes looked between one another and nodded their heads. “Alright, here you go. Consider it a small thanks for doing your best to keep us safe. You sure you don’t want anything to eat? Or are you not allowed to eat on the job?”

“There are no rules about that, we just gotta keep our hands free as much as possible. Thank you, Y/N.” He smiled at her name. He noticed the corners of her lips tug downwards. “Is something wrong?"

“Hm? No, nothing.” I’m overthinking it. He’s probably saying my name to make sure I know that he knows my name now and if I say anything, it’ll be easy to find me. “I’m a snacker, so I guess not having something on hand seems a bit cruel.”

“It’s annoying, but we need to be able to react quickly.” Red Robin agreed, taking his cup and taking a rather big drink from it. She tried to stop him, but could only watch. He was not the first to drink burning hot coffee in front of her, but it was always strange to see. Nightwing was not as crazy, he waited for a bit before sipping his drink.

“Perfect,” he smiled in approval. “Thanks again, Y/N, and here, something for your troubles.” He winked, slipping something into the tip jar before grabbing the tied up man. “Until next time,” he flashed her a grin as Red Robin held the door open and the two walked out as if they had not just come crashing through one of the windows.

She looked down at the tip jar to see what looked to be a $100 bill and something else. Do they get paid to do this job, or is this from a day job? Where the hell did he even keep this money? I don’t see any room for pockets in his suit, but then again, it’s all black. Red Robin did have a belt, maybe he holds the change? Her focus then shifted her attention to the glass littering the floor and sighed, there was no way she was going to be able to run the rest of the shift like this. Locking the doors, she grabbed the cleaning supplies and called her boss, letting him know of the situation at hand. “Well, at least it wasn’t dull.” She muttered as she got to cleaning until her boss got there to have the window temporarily patched up.

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[knifeprtys]

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#sibling death tw #rainne #it might just b bcos im sic in the head but seeing how upset absolutely everyone is is kinda comforting #like ive had ppl tell me they had to leave work when they found out n stuff #and its like right??? it's devastating! she WAS that important and special #ive been inviting everyone to the funeral even tho we haven't made any arrangements yet and i mean literally everyone #ofc i tell them its okay if they cant make it n we understand #but everyones been like OF COURSE I'LL TRY MY BEST TO COME ITS RAINNE!!!!!! #even when ppl who barely knew her are reaching out or ppl she hadn't been in contact w for years its all genuine we r all shattered #i wish she knew how loved she was and how much she meant to people before all of this #i thought it would annoy me seeing randoms come out of the wood work but it doesn't #what dOES is everyone being like now WE have to stay in contact #i hope they dnt mean it #esp my foster parents we had to contact them ofc even tho we've been out of care for the 20 - 15 yrs #and theyre so religious and they were telling us abt their own kids and how theyre pastors and ambassadors now #and its just like . buddy i lay in my bed and i plan to for the rest of my life #my brothers doing good w his life but i am noT a success story #n i cant bare them trying i know they mean well but itsss overrrrrr for meeeeeeee #the waiting abt for everything is killing me too #im gonna try and distract myself today rbing silly little pics on here feels wrong but i rly do use tumblr to like. soothe myself lol #every time smth bad has happened in the past ive been on here just rbing as normal even if i was full on sobbing #its my brothers birthday today too so im still gonna try and make it nice for him #idk how but im gonna try

[fuyuu-chan]

Sung Jin Woo as the Ideal BF (Headcanons)

Pairing: Sung Jin Woo x Reader

Fuyuu-chan: y'all im too tired to fix this 😭 this is all mixed up (I want to add more but my brain won't work rn since im thinking of some other things so this is a bit short. I might edit this someday...maybe)

Warnings: not proofread (yet again)

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~ Jin woo who always picks you up after work.

~ Jin woo who would always support you and be there for you whenever you need him. He would be your moral support. He would also comfort you if you have a bad day.

~ Jin woo would also be your cuddle buddy, he would rub your back and spoon you until you fall asleep in his arms, he would even hum you a song if you have a hard time sleeping.

~ Jin woo who always made time for you at the end of the day, he scheduled all his raids and other work at the morning and afternoon so he could spend time for you at night. So your dates would mostly be evening dates.

~ Jin woo who also makes breakfast for you before he goes to work with sticky note containing different messages. (he does that whenever it's your day off so you could sleep in, it's his way to return the favor since you always makes breakfast for the two of you)

~ Jin woo who also enjoys movie nights, reading, cuddling, cooking/baking, whatever it is as long as you do it with him he enjoys it. He even joins you in your skincare and ever sonce that day it became your routine to do it with Jin woo.

~ I also imagine that you also started to join Jin woo in his exercises (which is his daily quest). At first you only get to join in his runs and since you don't want to push yourself too hard its only half the run, but as time passed you get to join him in his other exercises with his help.

~ Jin woo always tells you when he suddenly needed to go to work. And he always makes up for it even after you told him its fine. Like giving you a bouquet of flowers whether that would be real or crochet (crochet if you are allergic to real flowers) and some other stuff you like, for example things that involves your hobbies.

~ Jin woo also calls you on his break or lunch time.

~ Of course how could I forget. Jin woo would definitely have his shadows near you all the time so they would be able to help you and he could also make sure that you're safe. He promised both you and himself to protect you at all cost.

~ Jin woo who always monitors your cycle so when it happens, your comfort food, drinks, necessities, your gadgets, your book and more its all there beside you while you lay there in bed comfortably. And when he comes back he would cuddle you.

~ Jin woo who also takes care of you when you are sick. He would take a day off just to take care of you, but when you can handle yourself or your condition isn't that bad he would go to work, (because you forced him to even though he don't want to leave you alone, but of course would definitely make sure his shadows are there to keep you company and take care of you while he is out) though he would call from time to time to check up on you, and he would definitely go home earlier.

~ After you recover from your sickness, Jin woo would take you out wherever you want to go. But still looking out for you so you won't get sick again.

~ Jin woo when every anniversary he have different surprises for you and he's so creative on planning it all including the things you love and like currently at that time.

~ Jin woo who would drop hints that he planned you two a vacation out of country to the country you hoped to visit. He planned it all when the day before the flight he told you that you two would leave the next day and when you asked where you two are going he simply said "you'll find out". And because you trust him you just nod and smiled. (Oh and he explained how you don't have to worry about your work since he called and excused you for a week, and he also packed your stuff)

~ The entire time on your vacation Jin woo handled everything, like you dont have to worry about a single thing, he is all prepared. And for your vacation plan, he did scheduled the day and time were you two would visit those places that you two would enjoy, and he left some few days for you to pick on what to do at those days either that would be rest, shopping or if you want to visit the places you just discovered along the way.

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[pursuedbyamemoryy]

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ distraction 🍂

about: you try to spend some time studying with your boyfriend, charlie, although he can’t seem to focus on his work.

warnings: gn!reader, slightly suggestive? ( just mentions of making out lol )

author’s note : in my charlie era rn?? he’s just so ahhhh i want to take a bite out of him ( lovingly ). most likely will be posting more blurbs of him in the near future <33

bf!charlie dalton is the best worst study buddy ever.

he’s smart enough and manages to get decent grades, but that doesn’t mean he enjoys studying. especially when he’s with you.

how can he possibly focus on latin or trig when you’re sitting right next to him?? instead of trying to work through the problem he’s on he’s looking at you. he’s admiring how cute you look when you’re focused. how your eyebrows are slightly furrowed and how your eyes are glued on the textbook in front of you. how your hair falls around your face so perfectly. the way you absentmindedly play with your pencil as you work through an equation in your head. everything about you is a million times more interesting to him than some stupid homework.

of course you eventually notice that he’s not putting any effort into studying, but you’ve learned that no amount of gentle reprimanding will change that. although that doesn’t mean you won’t try it. you sigh as you notice charlie’s gaze on you. “do your work.” you say, turning back to your text book.

“it’s so boring though.” he groans. “its not like i’m gonna need any of this in the future, plus i’d much rather look at you” he smirks. a lot of the time he manages to distract you, but you couldn’t afford that tonight, not with exams coming up.

“how about this. finish your homework, or at least let me finish mine and i’ll give you all the attention you want. deal?” you ask, pointing your pencil towards him in hopes that he’ll agree. there was a small smile on your face, you couldn’t help it when it came to him.

“deal” he smiles, turning back to his textbook. it works for a while, giving you enough time to finish your assignment.

after putting away all of your textbooks and school supplies you cuddle up with charlie on the couch. on most days you barely manage to get any work done, being swept up by whatever he had planned as a distraction that day. once it was a new song he was practicing on his saxophone. another day it was a funny joke he had heard and insisted on telling you. although most days it’s just him talking about nonsense that you find yourself listening to, despite how much you tried to convince yourself that you needed to focus.

and some days, when he was feeling particularly needy or touchy, it would end up with you two making out on the couch or whoever’s bed. or any nearby surface, really. his hands would slip under your shirt and onto your waist or back, his body pressing close to yours.

you turn to look at him, your head laying on his chest. “y’know, i love you, charlie, but you’re kind of a bad study buddy.” you giggle.

“oh i know.” he laughs. “what can i say, distracting you is a lot more fun than schoolwork or studying. and i love you too”. he places a quick kiss to your forehead, a bright smile on his face.

you shake your head, smiling nonetheless. maybe you should ask meeks to study with you one day if you actually want to get stuff done.

#pursuedbyamemory writes #dead poets society #dead poets fandom #dead poets fanfic #charlie dalton #charlie dalton x reader

[moonstruck-poet]

Next Thing You Know

Pairing - Ben Barnes x reader!

Summary - a fic taking us through the journey of your wonderful relationship with Ben Barnes.

Warnings - none

You swear that you're stayin' single next thing you know. You meet a girl at a bar and next thing you know. You get her laughin', it's 2 AM. You're tellin' your buddies three months in.

"Why do you always want to drag me to places I don't wanna go?" Ben frowns at his brother who just grins cheekily and doesn't let go of the firm hold of his hand.

"You need to loosen up a little brother," Jack says simply and they get into his car, him obviously being the one driving. "Even Mum and Dad think you're a bit too tense these days for God's sake!"

Ben rolled his eyes and turned on the radio, immediately smiling at his favorite Bob Dylan song that had just started. He had planned to just lay down in bed and peacefully read, something he hadn't done in ages.

But unfortunately that's not what 26 year olds normally did, which was very sad indeed. A nice little reading session with soft romantic tunes playing in the background was suddenly considered old-fashioned.

"Here we are!" Jack exclaimed cheerfully and they got out, him throwing an arm around his brother who merely chuckled and together they entered the rather crowded club.

"This is intense," Ben murmured after scanning the place. What with its loud, blaring music, dim but flashing lights and an over-excited crowd, it seemed a bit intimidating.

"Its just been way too song since you've been in a club," Jack retorted but then his face turned into one of glee after spotting his best mates who waved frantically.

"Not even been 10 minutes and already ditching me huh?"

"I'm so sorry," he said apologetically but smiled when Ben laughed.

"It's all good, go on hang out with them".

"You'll be okay by yourself right?"

"Of course, I'm not 10!"

"See ya then," saying so Jack bid him goodbye and Ben watched as he left before seating himself near the bar, ordering a light drink just to keep him warm and fuzzy.

"Thank you," he smiled at the bartender who bowed and brought the glass to his lips, the liquid barely grazing them before something- or rather someone, took his entire attention.

There you were, walking right towards him. His eyes gazed at the young woman who looked too beautiful even dressed in simple clothes like black ripped jeans paired with a leather jacket. Your raven hair that was tied into a half-ponytail simply added to the look.

She was exquisite, he remembered thinking.

He blinked, snapping out of his trance when the said woman was seated right beside him, looking positively bored and somehow a little out of place, even with her appropriate clothes.

He suddenly felt like a very shy teenager and focussed instead on his drink, whilst looking at you from the corner of his eyes. His cheeks went warm when you finally seemed to notice the rather handsome man sitting next you.

He saw your eyes widen and your mouth open a little, and he felt confused. Was something wrong with his face?

But then the reason for your staring became clear when you made a statement.

"Um hello, you're Ben Barnes aren't you?" You said softly and he was enraptured by your smooth voice that was slightly deep for a girl.

"Oh yeah, yes I'm him," he said quickly and gave you a blinding smile that you reciprocated with immense happiness and he felt a giddiness in his chest that had nothing, absolutely nothing to do with the drink that had now gone totally unnoticed.

"You played Prince Caspian," you grinned and he nodded, so excited that you had seen the movie.

"Did you like the movie?"

"It was brilliant," you said, your dark eyes appearing starry due to the lights. "I love the books and the movies just gave me a face for the characters that I so love".

"I take you as a reader then?" He asked with some eagerness.

"Oh absolutely! I honestly was going to spend this evening in my cosy bed reading a great romance book than coming here. But well my friends are quite persuasive".

He was over the moon at finding a common factor between you two. "I was going to do the same! But my brother dragged me in here, said that I needed to loosen up," he mimicked Jack making you laugh.

"Sometimes all you need to loosen up are some beautiful books and good music," you said, the two things were very close to your heart and Ben understood instantly.

"I agree," he smiled and you smiled too. Glad to find another person who had interests very similar to your own, and that too in a time when everybody was intent on partying the night away.

"Would it be okay if we geek over some books maybe outside?" Ben asked and mentally facepalmed. God he couldn't even talk properly to a girl.

"Yeah I'd like some quiet, it's really noisy in here," your eyebrows furrowed and you walked down, drinks in both of your hands as you sat down on a bench.

The rest of the night was spent talking and talking and talking. Ben didn't think he had ever talked this much before, much less to a girl but here he was, and here you were.

It just seemed so easy and he had this strange, warm feeling in his heart that he knew exactly what it was.

"What's your favorite quote from a book?" He asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

You were stumped, you had read hundreds of books and it was as if suddenly you had read none. "Good question, Ben".

His heart fluttered and red stained his cheeks, though thankfully for him you couldn't see it because of the dark.

And abruptly there was this gentle, loving smile on your face and all Ben wished in that moment was for him to be the cause.

"In vain have I struggled, it will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you," you whispered the words.

And he smiled, looking down before meeting your eyes, each one's irises as dark as the night sky. "Austen hmm?" He said softly, loving the way your smile widened.

The man was already on the brink of falling head over heels and couldn't wait for this to get further. It was as if he seemed to know, like maybe an instinct or a feeling, whatever it was, it just made him gravitate towards you.

And lucky for him, you felt the same. Albeit it took you time than him, you were too on the edge of loving this man from the entirety of your heart.

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That she ain't moving in, the next thing you know. There's a U-haul trailer, next thing you know. Your old apartment is y'all's new place. There goes the carpet but the deer head stays.

"How much stuff do you even have?" Ben questioned indignantly as you carried boxes after boxes up the elevator. "You do know that we have a well furnished home right?"

You rolled your eyes, sweat dripping down your face and down your neck as you strained under the weight of a particularly heavy one. "Hush Barnes, I'm still shifting in your apartment aren't I?"

He simply shook his head with a smile and dropped two boxes on the floor with a loud thump, grimacing at the sound and praying hard that there wasn't anything breakable.

"You seriously need to do some downsizing, love," he muttered, slumping down on the sofa with a sigh.

You frowned but knew he was right. You had way too much stuff and you doubted that all of it was absolutely necessary. "Yeah I'll do that when setting everything up".

"And god what is the meaning of this Benjamin?" You shrieked when your gaze fell on the carpet underneath the centre table.

"What?!" He grumbled, reluctantly opening his eyes to see what made you react like that. "Oh that".

"Yes that".

"Uhm I was gonna replace it-"

"He's been saying that for the past year dear, I've forgotten the amount of times I had to tell him to change that wretched thing," his mum's voice interrupted and she stepped inside, followed by her husband.

Your eyes narrowed at your boyfriend who cringed under the stares of two women whom he loved dearly.

"Cat got your tongue, Barnes?" Thomas, his father grinned amd stepped in front of his son. Clearly enjoying the predicament.

"I swear I was going to change it," he mumbled and then gave you his best puppy dog eyes.

"Don't you look at her like that young man!" Tricia Barnes pointed ger finger which immediately shut his attempts at wooing you.

You pressed your lips tightly to prevent a snort at his downcast expression. "You gotta listen to your mum, Ben".

"I'm glad at least someone sensible agrees with me," she shot a playful look at the two men and smiled lovingly at you. "You got everything up, darling?"

"Yeah! I'll start unpacking after I make us some lunch," you smiled and the woman simply beamed while your boyfriend watched in disbelief as you laughed together.

"That's always how it is, lad," Thomas said with a glint in his eyes and Ben couldn't help as he chuckled. "But that is also how you know that you've got a good one".

He let out a genuine smile at that and let his eyes linger on your figure as you laughed with his mum while making lunch. You were the best decision he'd ever made, and the best instinct he'd ever felt.

"My god you're having it bad aren't you?" His dad cackled loudly earning strange but pleased looks from the two women.

While Ben's cheeks went red, "Yeah.. I guess I am having it down real bad".

"She is a wonderful girl, and I'm sure she's going to take good care of you, buddy. And in return make sure you never deny her the simple pleasures of life. Most people think women are extremely complex creatures, but that's definitely not the case, you know?"

Ben turned around completely to face his father and that's when Thomas knew that his son was falling in love. And a small smile graced his face because what else would a father want for his gentleman of a son?

"They don't want you to spend hundred dollars on a bouquet of flowers, they'll be happier with a single rose plucked from a field on any random day. When girls say they like sweet messages, it doesn't mean that you should write a five pages long essay about the reasons why you love her. It simply means a good morning when you're not together, a basic did you eat yet or a small text saying how proud you are of her".

Ben nodded eagerly and enthusiastically, he had already unconsciously done all of these things and was glad to know that he was going on the right track. He had never really understood the significance behind his actions, but now he did.

"What're you two gossiping about?" Tricia asked and sat down between them, glancing at them both.

"Just giving our boy some relationship advice," Thomas said and winked at his son.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Well heavens only know what all you said to him. But I'm sure it was priceless," she said with a small smile while looking at Ben who nodded.

"Just remember sweetheart that anybody can buy luxurious gifts for their woman. But the truly romantic things are those little things you do everyday to show that you care and think about them," she patted his cheek.

"Yes mum," he agreed with every single word his parents are told him. He was really blessed to have such wonderful parents.

"Here's the lunch!" You finally entered the living room and set down two containers filled with delicious gravy and meat.

"Hey- Love- Careful there it's boiling," Ben muttered, hot on your heels as you carried the steaming pot.

"Yeah yeah don't worry I'm okay".

"I'll grab the plates and glasses," he said and darted back into the kitchen.

"Hey will you get some forks too please?" You called out after arranging everything properly on the table.

"Yeah bringing".

"Thank you".

The parents exchanged looks at the simple, basic conversation which seemed almost meaningless but somehow held such depth.

And after a fabulous dinner and bidding goodbye to Ben's family, you two had started the work of setting all the things in place. It was tedious to the core but helped greatly in relieving any kind of stress that was plaguing your mind.

And after about two whole hours of hardwork, all was finally done and you took a look around to smile at your new home.

"Ben?" You went in search for him to see your boyfriend in the kitchen, carrying two mugs of coffee.

"Yeah?" He placed the mugs on the table and sat down, gesturing for you to do the same while slowly sipping his caffeine.

"Where'd you keep my guitar? I don't remember seeing it-"

You were cut off by him pointing towards the piano that was kept in one corner of the living room and your eyes drifted to see your gorgeous black acoustic hanging on a wall right beside the instrument.

"That's the perfect place," you said, looking at him with delight.

"I'm glad. Maybe we can do some covers and record them someday," he suggested and took your hand, intertwining your fingers and brushing his lips against your knuckles.

"Yeah we can do that," you smiled and closed your eyes when he leaned in to kiss you with every ounce of passion and love.

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Next thing you know, you're saving money like never before just to spend it all at a jewelry store. Gettin' down on one knee on her mama's porch just prayin' she don't say no.

"Never thought I'd see this day," Jack shook his head and looked at his brother and laughed. "Is the size correct?"

"Of course it bloody is," Ben muttered, slightly offended that he'd even doubt that.

"Should I pack it then, Mr Barnes?" The attender asked with a smile on her face, pleased at Ben's choice.

"Yes please thank you," he nodded, hands shaking slightly due to nervousness.

The middle aged lady noticed it and looked warmly at the fumbling young man, "Your woman is one lucky girl".

"I think this one is luckier to have her," Jack interjected and they all laughed.

"That's true actually," Ben murmured and took the precious, black coloured box, keeping it safely in his pocket.

"You are so whipped, my god. It's actually adorable I must say".

"Sure it is. When are you giving me the chance to pay you back for the hell that you've given me the last five years?" He asked, smirking slightly ad they got into the car and began driving home.

"That won't happen soon so don't you worry your pretty little head about it".

Ben merely smiled cheekily and parked his car in the driveway before getting out and walking into his first home.

You were currently on a business trip in another country amd wouldn't be back for a week at the most. And it was safe to say that your boyfriend missed you. Terribly.

"Hey Dad," he greeted his father who was watching a badminton match. "Since when did you start watching badminton?"

"Since my lovely daughter in law introduced me to it rather enthusiastically," he said with a knowing glint making Ben stare.

"Yes yes we know all about your shenanigans," his mother entered the living room and all three of them gave him matching grins.

"So let's see, where's the ring?" She asked excitedly and Ben pulled out the small box and handed it to her.

"Goodness love it's beautiful," she breathed, staring at the elegant silver band. "It's perfect for her," she said to herself and her eyes became teary.

"My baby's all grown up," she laughed through the tears and pulled her eldest in a loving embrace. Her not even understanding just how quickly time had passed. Just yesterday he was running around the house, singing his lungs out to songs playing on the radio. And now here he was, earning himself big from the industry and using that to buy his future wife a bond to last the next seven lifetimes.

"I'm so proud of you," she whispered in his ear and he tightened his arms, feeling like a little boy again.

He could feel himself getting emotional and rapidly blinked back the tears, not really wanting to cry in front of them.

"I'm proud to have you as my son, Ben," Thomas patted him on his back, his eyes too shining and ruffled his hair, exactly the way he did when the young man before him was nothing but a boy.

"And doesn't matter how much trouble I've caused you in this lifetime," Jack began his speech making everyone chuckle. "You really are the best brother-" he broke off when Ben pulled his younger brother in a bone-crushing hug.

They all laughed and the amount of warmth radiating through the room could really rival the sun's. But there was only one thing missing. One person who was not present.

And his smile fell just a tiny bit, but Tricia Barnes noticed it, of course she did. "Call her," she said with a smile and squeezed his shoulder while he nodded and walked towards his room, immediately dialing up your number and lying down on his bed.

You picked up after a few rings, "Hello?"

"Hey," he said, voice barely above a whisper and he cleared his throat.

"Ben," you breathed out. It had been seven days since you'd last seen each other and there was this ever present tightness in your chest. "What's wrong love? You okay?"

"Yeah," he sniffed and rolled over on his side, staring out of the window. "Now I am".

Your lips twitched a little, "How are you?" You asked the question as though you hadn't spoken to each other just the night before.

"I'm okay. I just.. Miss you," he swallowed, unable to keep back the emotions that wanted to escape.

You immediately took notice of the change in his voice and your heart broke a little, "I'm so sorry. I wish I could be there, Ben. I really wish that so much".

"No don't be silly! You're there for work, you should be focusing on that," he said and took a hold of himself. Not wanting to bother you and distract you from your job.

"You are more important, Barnes".

He looked down with a smile, "I'm serious. I just called you 'cause I missed you that's all. And my family there decided that it was a good day to say some really heartfelt words and make me emotional".

You chuckled softly, "Should I add to that long list of compliments?"

"Please don't," his eyes widened as though he expected you to do just that. He thought he might as well breakdown if you did.

"Nah don't worry I'm not that cruel".

"Sure," he said, already having a mental list of instances that proved otherwise.

"Oh shut up that was not cruelty," you said, understanding exactly what was in his mind.

"Oh yeah? Might I remind you of the time that you 'accidentally' dyed my hair blond?"

You snorted and that made him go off even more, "It didn't come off for a month!"

"Well atleast it wasn't pink".

"How reassuring," he said dryly and you roared with laughter. One simple memory emitting such joy that he couldn't help but join in.

"When are you coming back? I miss you, darling," he said once you two had both controlled yourselves.

"As soon as I can, love, I promise," you sighed. "Hey Ben, I'm really sorry but I gotta go".

"Yeah it's alright. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just finish your work. And don't you overwork yourself or skip any meals because of stress or I swear I'm going to come there and feed you myself if I have to".

"I wouldn't put it past you at all," you whispered.

"I'm proud of you, yeah? And I love you, so so much baby".

"I love you too, so so much".

Two weeks had passed since the conversation and Ben and his family were currently at your house. Everybody was sitting in the garden, soaking in the sunlight and enjoying the warm weather.

You were wearing a gorgeous sundress and were leaning against the tree while in conversation with your mum. Your hands on the other hand were nestled in Ben's soft hair, running your fingers through them as he rested his head on your thigh.

You were deep in conversation when he opened his eyes and removed the sunglasses to simply look at you properly and god did he fall in love again right there.

Your brown hair shone gold under the sunlight and your dark irises too had a muddy shade to them. Your body seemed to radiate a divine glow and he was enraptured.

And of course that's exactly when his mum called you and stood up straight, forgetting completely about Ben.

"Oh shit I'm so sorry," you couldn't help but laugh at his adorably frustrated face.

"Where are you going?" He grumbled and pulled you right back on him making your eyes widen as you glanced at you mum who pretended to check her nails.

"Your mother is calling me, I have to go".

He suddenly stilled and immediately let go of your hand, almost pushing you towards the house earning a strange look.

"Way to be obvious Ben," Jack snorted and threw a pebble.

"God I can't do this, she's gonna say no," his hands flapped nervously as he paced around the lawn, every negative thought making its appearance and troubling him.

But of course you didn't say no, of course you didn't deny such a big happiness to ever enter your life.

And naturally you nodded, silent tears dripping down your cheeks which mirrored Ben's face. He slid the ring onto your finger, your families erupting in a huge round of applause at the action.

"I love you so much sweetheart, more than you could ever dream of," he said, jaw clenching slightly and eyes bloodshot.

"I love you too my Disney prince," you whispered and the two of you chuckled despite the tears and my god the kiss that followed had his heart almost jumping out of his chest due to the sheer amount of love, passion and promise.

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I think we do need a part 2 for this huh

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[vulture-writes-stuff]

Arven X NB Reader

Arven and his partner share a nice morning together, joined by Koraidon and Mabosstiff.

Reader has a Koraidon purely because he looks more cuddly and I like Koraidon better. My beloved red boi. <3

Also I adore Arven. This boy deserves all the love and protection in the world. Somebody please hug this man.

Sunbeams danced through the gap between the curtains, filling the quiet bedroom with soft orange light. Dawn creeped over the horizon, and the Paldea region stirred from its slumber.

Though the Squawkabilly began their noisy chattering, two trainers lingered in bed, ignoring the call of the morning. Arven had always been an outdoorsy type - he'd spent quite a few nights under the stars, and spent a number of early mornings searching for healthy ingredients before the Pokemon began to wander.

Those early mornings became a thing of the past after he met them. They'd changed his life for the better, saved his best friend, and became among the most renowned trainers in the entire region. It had been years now since he'd first asked them to take on the titans with him. He was glad he had.

Laying with them in his arms like this felt so natural. He couldn't get enough of it, and found himself sleeping in like they did more often than not. Arven stirred lightly as something at the end of the bed moved - his best buddy, Mabosstiff, had jumped up, evidently wanting to join in on some early morning snuggles.

"Mmm.. G'morning, buddy..." Arven reached out with one hand, lazily running a hand along Mabosstiff's coarse fur. The Pokemon trundled across the bed slowly, careful to avoid stepping on either of the trainers, before plopping down over Arven's legs. "Yeah, wasn't planning on getting up for the next few hours, thanks..."

"Agiii?" The soft trill from the bedside made Arven turn over slightly, spotting the large, feathery head of Koraidon peering at him.

"Oh, no, there's not enough room for both of you... C'mon, I'll give you a sandwich later..." Arven didn't have a free hand to nudge Koraidon with, and the Pokemon took that as a sign that he had permission to jump up. Koraidon's large foot landed directly on Arven's chest as he unceremoniously hopped onto the bed, dropping between the two trainers with a heavy thump. He ruffled his feathers proudly, thick tail draped halfway off the bed.

"...Looks like our alarms are going off." The Champion laughed sleepily as they shifted, giving Koraidon an affectionate scratch under the chin. "Good morning, Arven."

"Morning to you, too, hon," Arven sighed, shaking his head gently as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. He reached over Koraidon to pull his partner closer, pressing a sleepy kiss to the corner of their lips. "Sleep well? Without the bed hogs, I mean?"

"Mhmm. As much as I'd love to stay in bed all day, I think we'd get stuck under these two." They adjusted themselves again, tugging their legs free from the blankets. "C'mon, guys, time to get up. You can get your breakfast."

Koraidon jumped down, happily plodding to the door and nosing it open with his snout. Mabosstiff was close behind, fluffy tail wagging as he made his way across the bedroom. Though they'd said they were going to get up, the Champion sunk into Arven's arms with a long sigh, weaving their fingers into his hair. Neither spoke, just enjoying eachother's company for a moment longer.

"Alright, I'm ready to get up now." They finally separated themselves from him, placing a final kiss on his nose before they stood. "You can stay in bed if you want to, love."

"And miss the chance to make breakfast with you?" Arven snorted sarcastically, ruffling his tousled bedhead in a lazy attempt to straighten it before he got up. "Not a chance."

Their comfortable little home was pleasantly warm, the sunrise giving the everything a soft orange glow. Arven paused to give Mabosstiff some much-deserved love, though his mind was elsewhere. He watched the champion move through their kitchen with a pep in their step, peering through cupboards to see what they could make.

He was content to observe for a while, admiring them with a little smile on his face. Koraidon gave him a pointed nudge on his back, before pushing him firmly towards his paramour.

"Ow- careful, you big brute!" Arven scolded under his breath, rubbing the small of his back grouchily. He finally made his way over to the other, winding his arms around their waist and setting his chin on their shoulder. They reached over to stroke his hair affectionately, unable to hide their little chuckle.

"Are you comfortable, love?"

"Very. What do we have?" Arven let his eyes fall shut, content to just listen to the sound of their voice.

"Well, we still have some of that bread you made with Dachsbun... Could go with a classic sandwich, if you're not tired of them." They noted. "I got some fresh fruits and some jam at the marketplace yesterday, too."

"Sandwiches sound good, but I might be biased." Arven snorted. "I'm sure our Pokemon will enjoy them as well."

"Mm-hmm. Alright, up, up!" They poked him, and he reluctantly freed them from his loving embrace. "Turn on some music, let's get cooking." Arven flicked the radio on, a mellow little tune starting up.

They'd been cooking together for years now, ever since they'd first met on the hunt for Herba Mystica. They moved in tandem, like a pair of flamigo, always in sync with whatever they happened to be doing. They both worked busily on cutting fruit, chatting merrily the whole time.

"Hey, Arven." The champion said, bumping shoulders with him. "Let's dance."

"You don't know how to dance, why are you asking me?"

"Because it'll be fun!" They extended a hand to him, smudging the strawberry juice on their other hand off on the towel they had slung over their shoulder.

"Alright, if you insist. Don't step on my toes." Arven wiped his own hands clean, setting one upon their waist and taking their other. They hummed merrily as they scooted up close to him, lovingly stroking their hand along his jawline before setting it on his shoulder.

The two set a steady pace for themselves, matching the upbeat rythmn of the music. While Arven moved with the fluid grace of a Quaquaval, the champion themselves stumbled about like a newborn deerling.

"Really, you can befriend and ride a legendary Pokemon through the sky and across lakes, but you can't dance?" Arven teased, making a show of dipping them dramatically.

"Oh, shush. I have many talents, it just so happens dancing isn't one of them. My two left feet are better suited to sprinting through the desert chasing Pokemon." They were only supported by his arm, their free hand briefly grasping at the counter behind them so they didn't fall over. "Where did you learn how to dance, anyways?"

"I had a lot of free time before I... Uh, went looking for the titans." Arven faltered a moment. "It was just kind of a good way of occupying myself."

"Well, your practice paid off. You're very skilled." The Champion said gently, finally relinquishing their grip on the counter to lean closer to Arven. It was meant to be the gateway into a kiss, but resulted in the pair whacking their foreheads together.

"Ow- careful!" Arven recoiled, stumbling a bit.

"Wh- Arven, don't lean back-!" By the time either had noticed what was happening, Arven toppled backwards, dragging the champion down to the floor with him.

The pair fell to the floor with a mighty crash, the champion's flailing hand knocking the cutting board with the freshly chopped fruit off the counter. Koraidon and Mabosstiff watched the spectacle with a sort of sleepy amusement, their eyes following the food down to the once-pristine floors.

"Uuugh..." Arven groaned dramatically, arms splayed out. The champion lay nearby, their legs partially tangled with his. The couple looked at the fresh mess they had made of their kitchen, multicolored splatters of fruit juice positively covering the floor. They were silent for a long moment.

".... Should we eat out this morning?"

"Yeah. Probably."

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Hope u enjoy!!

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[kayawolfhorse]

It’s the night before the final day of the server, and Pearl can’t sleep.

Earlier in the evening, she, Gem, and Impulse had gathered in Gem’s dining hall for one last shared meal of stew—not poisoned, though Pearl thinks it could’ve done with a pinch for that extra punch—before biding their farewells and heading off to their own bases for a night of rest before the big day. Pearl has plenty to do before she can leave her base in good conscience, not to mention her plans with some of the other hermits for a few rounds of Bin-Go.

Still, as she lays in her usual bed in an empty hospital wing, owing to the fact she never built herself a proper bedroom, Pearl can’t sleep. She can’t quite quiet her mind enough to lose consciousness. It’s after a couple hours of trying with no luck that she gives up entirely.

Wandering down the partially finished main tunnel, Pearl grips a mug of tea and debates what to do. She’s restless, full of too many jitters to settle down and build, though Pearl knows a good project might calm her racing thoughts. Instead Pearl unfurls her wings and takes off in flight, following the gentle curve of the river that divides the Soup Group’s bases before shooting upwards and closing her eyes, savoring the cool night breeze.

It isn’t long before Grian’s base comes into view, a castle built into an impressively large boulder, framed by several floating rocks. It was an impulsive decision to come here—Grian was always Pearl’s insomniac buddy back in Boatem, along with Scar, but Pearl doesn’t see Grian out and about. She chooses to land upon the highest floating boulder, settling down and sinking her fingers into the soft moss beneath her. It’s a good thinking spot, and Pearl’s favorite place to stargaze.

The stars are a comfort in their familiarity, in the constellations Pearl knows like the back of her hand. The moon, too, is beautiful tonight, almost full. Tomorrow’s moon will be full. Pearl can’t help but continually check its size.

Though she didn’t initially see him, Pearl soon hears the beat of Grian’s feathery wings, and his head pops up over the ridge of the rock as he rises to meet Pearl, coming to sit next to her.

“Didn’t feel like saying hello?” Grian teases, nudging Pearl in the ribs.

Pearl shakes him off with a snort. “Nah, I just didn’t want to wake you. Pretty big today tomorrow, you need your sleep.”

“I wasn’t asleep yet, which is how I heard you. Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Couldn’t,” Pearl says with a shrug, taking a sip of the tea still clasped between her hands. “Figured I’d come stargaze for a bit instead.”

“Hm.” Grian’s never understood Pearl’s love for stargazing; too much sitting still, in his opinion. He still sometimes joins her. “It’s a nice clear night for it.”

“Yeah, it is.” Pearl leans back on her hands and glances at the moon again.

Grian must’ve caught the movement- he’s surprisingly observant when he wants to be. “Nervous for tomorrow?”

Pearl shrugs again. She’s not sure it comes across with the same casualness as before. “You can’t blame me, with how last season ended, for being a little antsy.”

“That’s true,” Grian concedes. “Though, I think you’ll find tomorrow much more pleasant than the moon crashing into the server. Generally we, like, play mini-games and stuff. Season eight’s doomsday was a special case.”

“I guess you’re right,” Pearl says with a chuckle. “Thanks for the reminder. I think I needed it.”

Grian flashes her the thumbs up of someone allergic to sentimentality, but his eyes are sincere. “With no doomsday to prepare for, what are your plans for tomorrow?”

“I’ve got quite a bit of base tidying up to do, and we’ve got Bin-Go to play.” The to-do list grows behind Pearl’s eyes. “What about you? What’re you getting up to?”

“Eh, not much. Thought I’d tour around the server a bit. I’ve resigned to my shulker monster staying where it is, there’s really no point in cleaning it up so late.”

Pearl scoffs in dismay. Clutching her chest, she dramatically cries, “How could you do this to my cleaning lady's heart?”

Grian grins. “A season change is like going on vacation, but better! I don’t have to pack, and don’t have to worry about any of my stuff back at home. I can just leave it all and forget about it.”

With flashbacks to the April Fool’s prank Grian played on her the year before, Pearl punches Grian in the arm. It isn’t hard enough to hurt, but Grian falls over as if he’s been fatally wounded, cradling his arm.

“Oh, when will the suffering end?” Grian flops back a bit further for extra effect.

“Oi, go play on someone else’s sympathies with that acting. That’s what you get for leaving chest monsters on the last day!”

Grian giggles despite his performance, and Pearl can’t help but start laughing herself. Flopping down beside Grian, Pearl tucks an arm behind her head and uses the other to point at the night sky, tracing constellations and relaying their names. After Grian runs out of constellations to reply with, he turns to coming up with new ones on the spot, and it morphs into a game of out-doing each other’s ridiculous made-up constellations.

As dawn creeps over the horizon, their game ends in a draw, though Pearl owes Grian a soda from Scarland after a lost bet. When it’s light enough to reasonably dub it the new day, Grian gives Pearl a rare embrace and they wave goodbye as Pearl takes off, heading back to her own base.

It’s the final day of the server. The moon watches over the land from where it always has, and Pearl will be okay.

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[lysarria]

A Comforting Captain

This is a random Sy fic idea that I had. I am new to the fic writing world. Please excuse my typing errors. Thank you for reading ❤️🤗

Warnings: Period cramps. Fluff.

We are both up bright and early. Sy had returned home from tour a couple of weeks ago. He was making some coffee and I was getting myself ready to go on a run. Sy usually joins me when he is home but this morning he had plans with some of his buddies and helping out with a house renovation. I offered to help but they said they were good and that some other guys were coming over as well to help.

I hugged and kissed Sy before leaving and I couldn't resist from giving his booty a quick pinch. I ran out the door giggling and hoping he wouldn't catch me before I got into his truck.

I went to one of our favorite nature parks and completed a 6 mile run. I knew Sy would be busy for a while so I decided to visit some stores while I was out and about. Checking my phone I had a text from Sy.

Sy Bear:

Hey Dumplin'. Hope you had a great run. I'm sure you kicked its ass. We have to go pick up more supplies for the renovation. Love ya bunches.

Replying back -

Absolutely crushed it! Hope the renovation is going well. I am going by a couple of stores before heading home. I love you too, bear.

Shopping was a success. I get home and take all the bags inside and unload. Picked up some groceries so I could cook one of Sy's favorite meals. He wasn't home yet so I jumped into the shower. Ready to wash away the sweat and feel refreshed. Towards the end of my shower I am hit with severe cramps. I knew my period was soon and it was letting me know it had arrived. Sometimes they are extremely painful and sometimes it's almost like nothing. Trying to quickly finish up my shower and also dealing with extremely sharp painful cramps. Once out I take medication for the pain. Drying off and looking for clothes to wear. I pulled one of his shirts out. They are always a comfort for me. I was going to call Sy but instead I decided to text him. I didn't want to disturb him while he's busy. I just wanted to let him know that I wasn't feeling well from the cramps and that I was going to lay down.

Hitting send and putting my phone down. I laid curled up in bed in pain and hoping the medicine would start to work soon. I was starting to drift off to sleep and then I felt the bed dip and Sy wrapping his arms around me and asking if I'm okay. I told him he didn't have to stop helping to come home for me and that it wasn't my intentions at all. He explained that they were basically done for the day as the guys had plans for the afternoon and also I was the most important person in his life and he wants to be there for me and take care of me.

I was still dealing with bad cramps. Sy had gotten out of bed and left the room. I start to hear things being moved around in the kitchen and he shouts "Gimme a minute Bug".

I hear him come back into bedroom and he walks around to my side. I opened my eyes and look up and he's holding a bag. He pulls out a heating pad and plugs it in for me and places it on me. Then he reaches into the bag and pulls out some delicious baked goods from a local bakery and places them on the nightstand. Reaching in the bag again he pulls out a cute plush he spotted while he was trying to find a heating pad. I am basically in tears and told him he didn't have to do all that for me and he told me to hush that nonsense and he'd do anything for me and loves me. He leaned down and kissed my lips and said he's going shower. I laid there holding the plush tightly with waves of different emotions hitting me. How did I end up so lucky. To have such a great man in my life. He was my world and all I ever wanted. I heard the shower turn off and he walked out a few minutes later in his boxers. Closing the blinds and turning the TV so it's better angled towards the bed. He hands me the remote and leaves the room and comes back and places a couple of drinks for us on the nightstand. He asked if I needed anything and I said only you. Giving me that cute grin and a wink he then walks around and crawls into bed. Wrapping his strong loving arms around me and pulling me against him. I turned my head to kiss him. Looking into those beautiful blue eyes. Damn period giving me all these extra emotions and tears start up again. He wipes them away and tells me he's happy he's home and able to take care of me. We laid snuggled up together in bed with one of our favorite movies playing. Feeling the warmth of his body and the heating pad had reduced a lot of the pain. Holding his hand tightly as we snuggle. At random times he would place soft kisses on my neck and ask how I am feeling. Just him being there makes me feel better. My eyes start to get heavy. I notice his breathing has started to slow down and he has fallen asleep. I turned off the heating pad and turned the movie volume down. I slowly turned to look at my bear sleeping. I whisper I love you Sy and placed a light kiss on his lips. I turn back and closed my eyes and quickly fell asleep with my comforting Captain.

#captain syverson #captain syverson fic #syverson fic #captain syverson fanfic #captain syverson fluff #captain syverson x reader #henry cavill characters #Syverson

[slocumjoe]

PLeaLSE gage headcanons LITERALLY ANYTHING fluffy I BEG

*cracks knuckles*

Separated into normal, shippy, and miserable. Everything nasty is below the big red banner.

Will whistle at songbirds when he sees them, if its safe to do so/won't attract anything. Knows a lot of different calls/songs. One of the few times a random person will see him genuinely smile, is when he gets a back-and-forth with the little things.

Have said before, but enjoys whittling. Crotchety asshole, but he did it to make toys for his younger siblings (of which he had a lot) and friends. If a kid wanders up while he's doing it, curious, will offer to teach them how and gives them whatever it becomes. He doesn't need it, it's just wood. But it seems a waste to just chuck all that work in a bush or whatever.

Knows how to be helpful in a kitchen/campfire/general cooking affairs. Also said this before, was a mama's boy, and always helped her around the house. Very good knifework. Has a habit of going 'behind' whenever he's...well, behind someone while cooking. Their kitchen was small and god forbid you bump into Ma and she spills something.

Knows a lot about creepy-crawlies. Dislikes your standard wasteland bugs, but spiders, bees, ants, stick bugs, etc, from the Old World? Like snakes, very into them. Would be the type to approach arachnaphobes with his hands closed, telling them to guess what he had. It would be nothing. But you wouldn't know that from his grin.

Related, good with animals. He was raised on a farm, after all. Likes most of them. Out of all of the other companions, Dogmeat is the one he likes the most.

Also have said before, but will keep an eye on a buddy/associate/whatever if they're drunk. Like, Gage won't let you walk off with a stranger while you're pissed. And he certainly won't let a stranger walk off with you, if you catch my drift. He hates alcohol and alcohol drinkers, but fuck, he doesn't want that kind of shit happening. It's a remenent of being the eldest child, gotta look out for everyone even if they're pissing you off.

shippy stuff

Extremely physical, but reserved. Won't initiate anything, not even to hold hands. Rarely acts like he needs/enjoys it. It takes time for Gage to be open like that, visibly affectionate. Once he is, though, clingy. Cuddle-every-night kind of guy, doesn't understand why you'd sleep in the same bed if not touching.

Cat-like. Will kinda...nuzzle, bump their foreheads together, lean his head on theirs, etc. If this is brought up he will stop doing it forever.

Will fall asleep if given a massage. Gage would let someone touch him like that only if he trusts them more than himself. Its not a much bigger leap for him to fall asleep with his back to them.

Preferred sleeping position is laying on his partner in some capacity, either on their shoulder, chest, stomach...again, cat-like. Not often he initiates affection, but once he does, personal space is a foreign concept.

Hug-from-behinder

All of these have something to do with sleeping, you might notice. Gage does not let people see him sleep, know where he does it. The ultimate sign of trust from Gage is being unconscious around them. And if he wakes up unharmed, unfucked with? It would take a fucking lot for that person to lose his loyalty and love. They're basically married now.

Seriously, Gage doesn't do 'downtime'. He can't relax like that. It's his partner's presence that helps him feel safe enough to rest for the sake of resting. Doing nothing is more meaningful to Gage than doing anything. Gage is always going, or planning his 'going'. Getting him to stop is a triumph.

Will share food with them. Have half of this fruit, eat the rest of this stew, finish these eggs for him. Won't even realize he's doing it. Gage is kind of a control freak, always wants to make sure everything is running well, taken care of.

His partner helping him shave his hair. Just consider that. Consider them with their hand on his jaw, tilting his head. His stubble scratches their fingers. Their hand is so close to his throat, they could feel his slow pulse with one little movement. In their other palm is a razor. They stand behind him, diligently scraping. His eye is closed, his own hands idle in his lap. Maybe someone talks, maybe they don't. The bathroom is small and the door is closed, and Porter Gage gives them sharp metal and bares his throat.

^ this is the lewdest, vilest, indecent, most embarrassing thing I've ever written, and I once wrote a fic where character A was described as using character B's prostate as a "character V deserves better" button.

❗trigger warnings start here❗

S/A victim and will not recognize, acknowledge, process, or accept it

Part of the thing with Conner...Gage says how Conner made him feel, how closely they worked together. Even if you get that story out of him, he's not going to mention just how close they would get.

Same thing happened with Colter. Gage always wants to be close to the boss, the guy making the choices. He thinks its of his own volition with Colter—but either way, Conner and Colter got theirs. Regardless how Gage felt about it.

Had something of a drinking problem when he was younger. Did it mostly to feel mature, adult. This stopped when he joined his second raider gang, after the Conner incident.

Every so often, has an episode of some kind. Angry, manic, depressed, paranoid—its very rare but Gage gets into these spells that last about a month. They usually involve him looking over his shoulder, so to speak, looking at the path he took to get where he is. Looking at the shadow he has and the demons in it. Thats largely why Gage is a workaholic, always going. If he stops, he might glance at all of the shit he's been through, and he loses his mind for a while. No one knows, it's wholly private. Gets through his day normally. Its all in his head, no external expression. Nothing in his face, his tone, movement, behavior...you couldn't never see it. You'd only know if he told you. God knows he wouldn't.

Another thing he won't acknowledge—misses his family. Absolute fucking liar, he was really close to them before bailing out of the blue one night. He didn't think about it until he almost died to Conner, and had that one moment where he seriously regretted leaving, and wanted to go home. He rarely ever thinks about his family, and even more rare does he recognize the empty hole in his chest as homesickness. When he does, has one of those episodes.

These episodes end with Gage hardening even further. He shaves off a little more of his humanity each time, whatever he considers a weakness. Its just like whittling.

His emotional walls are a two-way street—it keeps everyone else out to protect himself, but it also cages him. Build up enough walls, you have a labyrinth. You'll lose your way around eventually. If not found by a Sole, or anyone else who befriends and gets close to him, Gage would end in a bad fucking place. Whether dead or alive, he would barely be a person. Just a husk with no rhyme or reason to what it did, running purely on autopilot. He's a raider, so he raids things. No thought of survival or anything like that anymore. Mechanically going through each day until he eventually died. He's about 3/4s of the way through this internal withering at the time of the Nuka World DLC.

#porter gage #you can tell if i like a character based on how much i think about their traumas

[donnie-woomy]

I wrote a crack fic

Alia was softly sleeping, until her phone started ringing and she groggily picked up her phone, seeing that it was zero calling her.

“WHAT IS IT??!!!!”

“Hey girlie :D”

Said zero, being in a good mood.

“You wanna come with me, x and axl to chuck.e cheese?”

“………”

“:3 ?…….”

“Yeah sure why not”

“Ok let me call x and axl!”

Zero contacted X first, the call was immediately answered.

“Hey big boy~”

X said so ✨kawaii!✨ laying on his bed like a fucking anime girl.

“You wanna come with me and gang to chuck.e cheese?”

“Haha! sure thing!”

Then he called axl.

“Hey axl you wanna-“

“HI!!!!!💕😭😃🥰💝!!!!!”

“…..you wanna come with us to chuck.e cheese?”

“YEAH!!! I LOVE IT THERE!!!”

Everyone got ready to go, they all decided to arrive there in alia’s mini van (fucking boomer) and made it to CHUCK.E CHEESE!!!.

“lol aren’t you all a little too OLD to be here lmao”

Said some random Reploid girl, X kicked her in the shins and stole her hat. They all went to the games.

“x, zero….. we don’t have the cards to play games”

Axl said vewy swadwy wike he was abwout to crwy 🥺 (fuckin kil me plz). Zero had an idea.

“Don’t worry buddy I got a plan.”

X and Zero approached a couple nearby.

“Omg babe could you win some games for me pleeeeaaaaseeee??!!!”

“Sure thing bae-“

They both got jumped by the two hunters and had their cards stolen. Axl was 💞SO HAPPY💞 Alia fell asleep standing in place and x woke her up by drop kicking her. They went to order some pizza.

“Let’s go play some GAMES!!!!🔇🔇🔇”

Axl said very energetically. They played lots of games, then the buzzer for the pizza went off and zero screamed.

“It’s ok big boy the pizza is ready”

Said x so gayly

They all went to get their pizza, x and zero ate their slice ROMANTICALLY. Alia called them cringe, covering axl’s eyes. After that, they went to the prize table and axl saw the most amazing thing ever. A stuffed shrek toy with memory foam Jordan’s on. (I want it…)

“Guys look!!! ITS SHREK!!!”

An employee walked to the group telling them to shut up, alia cracked her knuckles and punched him in the stomach. Then chuck.e cheese and his friends came out to play a song, throwing tickets. Axl did his best to grab all the tickets, then chuck.e accidentally stepped on his hand.

“OWW!!!🔇😭”

“Oh sorry kiddo I didn’t mean-“

Chuck.e then got jumped by x, zero, and alia. They all got enough tickets for the Jordan’s shrek, and gave it to axl who was 💞JUST SO HAPPY💞. Then suddenly chuck.e cheese closed, they were all still inside.

“Stand back everyone!”

Alia exclaimed as she picked up chuck.e’s severed hand and was about to throw it at the window. Until they all heard a door open and hid in the play area.

“Don’t worry about my brother ViA, he’s probably asleep”

“Finally we can be alone”

They all peaked to see that it was RiCO and HATSUNE MIKU?!?!?!??!!?!?!!!!! They were making out so ROMANTICALLY!!!! X gasped! Zero couldn’t believe it, Axl was making a surprised face, and Alia pointed.

x-“IS THAT HATSUNE MIKU??!???!!!!”

zero-“OH MY GOD HATSUNE MIKU!!!!i!iii!!!”

alia-“ITS FUCKING HATSUNE MIKU!!!!!!!”

axl-“Hey look it’s RiCO :3”

It is now confirmed that axl is the only one with a functioning brain which is surprising (he’s not supposed to be the normal one here wtf?!). They all got out of there from the back door, meanwhile RiCO and Hatsune Miku carried on with their date.

The end :D

#megaman x #rockman x #mmx x #megaman x zero #megaman x axl #megaman x alia #xzero #zerox

[drabbles-of-writing]

For the actor AU, how does Hunter feel about him and Willow and their interactions on script? I keep getting this mental image that he is just an absolute DISASTER around Willow off-screen, the poor guy can handle acting on camera with no problems but becomes a flustered mess the moment Willow is on set

Cracks my knuckles. I came up with a few different ideas around Hunter and Willow. Predictably, I chose the one I thought was the funniest.

Hunter and Willow get along very well. They're buddies! Both of them haven't been acting very long so they gotta stick together! The friendship on screen was scripted but it went way smoother than anticipated due to genuine friendship off-set. The romance arc was one planned to happen later on and something to be wrapped up near the end of the show, it just had to get worked around bc y'know. cancellation.

Hunter was prepared for this! He was! He was totally cool and not at all flustered or embarrassed in the weeks coming up to when they would get those scripts and start acting those scenes. He's never acted this before. But he figures, okay, this is fine. His method of acting is often through associating with events and emotions he's familiar with, a sort of "here's how I think I would react if this was real, here's how I expect to see how this reaction would look on another person, and now I just...amplify it" and this is already slightly veering into iffy territory, and its Hunter so, y'know, he does it to a bit of an unhealthy degree before hes knocked out of it. but right then the game plan is: think about what its like to act with a crush. act with a crush.

He has no fucking idea how to act like he has a crush. Not a one. Gus finds him losing his mind over it in the breakroom. Never had a crush! So, he has zero idea what the hell he's doing. Every time he tries to follow the exact script it feels robotic to him, and when he tries the ol' "act like those other characters on tv" it never feels like it fits. like its a bad kind of awkward or clumsy or what have you. mans doesn't know how to act like he has a crush on his cool friend and even before he realized this he was a mess over it. Willow is very nice but she also bullies his ass into the ground about it. He expected nothing less.

So, he researches. Lottsss and lots of research. Digs around a bit. Goes on a full like week-long spree of trying to get this down. He can nail practically every other role, he can do this. It's weirding him out that he can't. Something just out of reach that isn't clicking and he Needs To Find It Right Now.

This is how Luz finds him, a week later, laying on his back in the dressing room, script strewn out around him, phone abandoned on the floor, staring blank-eyed at the ceiling. She sheepishly asks if he's okay. He slowly turns his head to her, the eyes of a man whos gone through the depths of hell to find something precious to him only to realize that precious thing was just hidden under a box in his bed and he went through the horrors for reasons he truly did not have to do. He stares at her and says, slowly; "I think I don't like....people"

And that is how Hunter realizes hes aroace, thank you and goodnight

#HUNTLOW IS CUTE IM STRESSING RIGHT NOW ITS CUTE IT IS #these 2 are like. my playdough. yknow? like i can mold them. i can slap them anywhere and make something new #huntlow contains multitudes for me. theyre romantic theyre qpr theyre just friends its unrequited it happens later in life #does that make sense. theyre like legos i can make them into anything i want <3 #asks #the owl house #toh #actor au #hunter toh #willow park #huntlow #hunter noceda #luz noceda #gus porter #acting #aroace #aroace hunter #aromantic #asexual #'did you seriously realize you were aroace bc u couldnt figure out why you couldnt act a fake crush' #'YOU REALIZED YOU LIKED WOMEN BECAUSE YOU GOT A CRUSH THAT WAS SCRIPTED' #'THIS ISNT ABOUT ME'

[kivaember]

ac6 drabble: abort

last one before i go to bed (i was planning on doing more but work wiped me out today sorry...) but i have to do @steelhazeortus a solid and give them the iguazu/volta that they clearly crave (their prompt being "adding to my last unhinged reply: Volta lives but make it gay (I’m obsessed. Sorry)").

here ya go buddy

abort

Iguazu had his hand on the eject lever the moment the first round from that Juggernaut bitch had slammed into the ground less than a 100m away from him, the blastwave powerful enough it made even HEAD BRINGER's frame shudder with the force of it.

He'd looked out across the battlefield, across the hundreds and hundreds of metres of kill zones that lay between him and the Wall. MTs with rocket launchers, at least twenty long-range cannons twitchy enough to shoot a fly out of the sky, the fucking JUGGERNAUT raining hellfire on any poor fuck who was stupid enough to amble into its crosshairs, and the GODDAMN GATLING GUNS SCREAMING ROUNDS DOWN RANGE LIKE IT WAS GOING OUT OF STYLE-

you've gotta be shitting me, he had thought, in a light-headed, near hysterical sort of way, you have to be absolutely shitting me.

The supporting squad of suicidally loyal MTs were already getting shredded into scrap metal, yelling at making Michigan proud even as they died to bullet fire. Volta, the fucking IDIOT, was gunning full steam ahead, clearly trying to build the momentum for an assault boost over the defensive trench - Iguazu could make the tactical leaps to understand what he was aiming for: get behind the gatling guns, past the smaller rocket launchers, use the solid tower blocks as cover-

Iguazu was a survivor through and through. He took one look at that battlefield, realised the futility of it all in a split second, and thought fuck this shit i'm out.

His hand was on the eject lever. He even pulled on it a little, until it felt resistance. One more tug, and he'd be launched out of HEAD BRINGER and be walking back to the emergency rendevouz point. He'd rather take Michigan bawling into his face for being a cowardly little runt than heroically becoming an ashy smear on the floor to gain the Redguns absolutely jackshit.

His hand was on the eject lever.

But.

Later, Iguazu wouldn't really be able to explain why he didn't pull it the second he touched down. It defied common sense and his own selfish nature. But his gaze had been fixed on Volta stupidly charging ahead, as he always did, obnoxiously confident in his AC's manouverability and thick-plated armour to see him through anything. Iguazu had watched him charging forwards, acknowledged his tactical decision, and just thought the moron's gonna die.

That's fine. Volta was free to go to his grave feeling like he'd accomplished something when in fact it was just a pointless death for a bunch of old windbags who didn't give one flying fuck about the Redguns entirely, so long as they achieved their bottom line. Iguazu wasn't going to go the same way, though. He was getting out of Rubicon, one way or another. He wasn't dying here.

But.

...

His hand...

...

He let go of the eject lever.

"I must be outta my mind...!" Iguazu hissed under his breath, sending HEAD BRINGER forwards into a charge after Volta, the whistle-whine of overhead tank rounds and missiles making his pulse rate hit the fucking goddamn stratosphere.

YOU'RE GOING TO DIE! his survival instinct screamed at him, WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU STUPID FUCKING IDIOT?!?!

He ignored it. He just followed Volta - followed him over the trench, narrowly avoiding getting blown out of the sky when the Juggernaut adjusted its aiming slightly to try and pre-empty his leap. He landed heavily, whispering "shit shit shit" under his breath like he was praying to Jesus Christ himself to reach down and pluck him from this situation that was entirely of his own making. He didn't, of course. No god gave a shit about Iguazu.

But it turned out he gave some shit about Volta, because the moron didn't use the apartment blocks as cover - he veered to the left, to try and use the open ground to try and do a suicidal charge. Iguazu finally remembered the button for his comms.

"VOLTA! FUCKING IDIOT- GET BEHIND THIS BUILDING!" he roared at him, even as he shot down some enterprising MT trying to lob a missile at him from atop of said building. "VOLTA!"

"I'M COMING! God, fucking hell, Iguazu, blow out my eardrums why don't you!"

Volta came trundling back behind the building, though, smoke and debris peppering his figurative heels, until they were both huddled behind an apartment block, every Rubiconian dipshit throwing everything they had at the fucking building and making him feel like he was standing in one of those shitty, old war films where a bunch of stupid idiots were sittingin a trench grim-faced and preparing themselves to charge into no man's land.

Like hell. Iguazu was going the opposite way, to- to man's land. Whatever. AWAY FROM THE EXPLOSIONS AND MISSILES.

"This mission's a fucking mess, Volta," Iguazu said. "Let's just get outta here."

"You mean ditch the mission?"

"No, I mean we'll do a tactical withdrawal to reconsider our options- OF COURSE I MEAN FUCKING DITCH!" Iguazu yelled, and even reached over to bonk Volta's AC over the head with his rifle. "YOU THINK WE'RE GONNA MAKE THAT?! WITH EVERY GODDAMN FUCKING COKED UP REBEL CUNT CARRYING TEN MILLION MISSILES EACH AND WANTING TO RAM EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. UP OUR ASS?!?! WE'D BE FUCKING SCRAP BEFORE WE CLEAR FIFTY METRES YOU DUMB FUCK!"

Volta didn't say anything for a long moment.

"Why'd you follow me, then?" he finally asked, sounding genuinely flummoxed.

Iguazu didn't have an answer for him.

"I'm fucking going, and you're coming with me," Iguazu said instead, refusing to let his insane dive into missile hell be for nothing. "C'mon, we're jumping the trench."

"Ugh..."

For one moment, Iguazu thought Volta was going to say no, and honestly, Iguazu didn't have a plan for that scenario, but fortunately Volta angled his bulky tank body back towards blessed freedom and muttered: "Fine, but I'm blaming you when Michigan asks why we ran away."

"Sure, whatever fine, he was gonna yell at me anyway."

They heroically got the fuck out of there, with the only sign of their toe dipping into hell being chipped paint, a few scratches, and Iguazu deeply confused about his own incomprehensible actions.

#armored core 6 #armored core #g5 iguazu #g4 volta #fanfic #drabble

[wendyeve24]

Up To Heaven and Down To Hell

Chapter 6: Magic Man (Part 2)

(More chapters are coming soon! As always, take heed to the warnings listed above and proceed with caution. Slight smut is in this chapter too. Without further ado, here is the remainder of Chapter 6, I hope you enjoy!)

Ali had caught a glimpse of his car back in the driveway, but neither Elliot nor Rue had emerged. He knew something was up.

"I think they might be back Leslie. I'm gonna go and get my keys from this fool. I'll also bring Rue back in here for you."

"You're so sweet Ali, thank you."

"No problem." He said as he went outside.

Elliot and Rue were both extremely close to orgasm. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her and the friction between the two of them was getting to be too much to take.

Ali saw his car kind of moving a bit, that's when he knew that Elliot was up to something.

As he got closer, he heard them.

"Elliot!" Rue cried out.

"Fuck! Rue!" Elliot groaned.

"You nasty motherfuckers! Put your goddamn clothes back on and quit humping in my fucking car!" Ali yelled.

Elliot looked up and rolled the window down. He was still thrusting in and out of Rue.

"We're so close, man. Just... a... few more... minutes..." He panted.

"No, man! Gross! Y'all better quit fucking in my car!"

"Can't... gonna... fucking... cum!" Elliot moaned.

Rue's back arched as she finally had her orgasm, her top was off, so Elliot managed to catch her left nipple in his mouth as he rode out his orgasm.

"Shit! Oh my god... Elliot, you're fucking amazing." She said breathlessly before kissing him.

He took the condom off of his cock after sliding out of her. He then zipped and buckled his pants back up and put his shirt back on before opening the car door and getting out first, shielding the window with his body while Rue put her clothes back on.

"What the hell is wrong with you, man? Do you know how fucking disrespectful that is? Come on man, you're in her mama's driveway doing that shit. And if you got cum on my seats I'm gonna fucking kill you."

"Relax man, it's groovy." Elliot replied as he reached into his back pocket, pulling out his Marlboro cigarettes and lighting one up, taking a long drag from it.

"No its not fucking groovy! You just defiled my goddamn car!" Ali yelled before he sniffed the air and opened the car door on the driver's side.

"Fuck! Ali! I'm getting dressed!" Rue yelled.

"I'm not looking, put your clothes on! Were you motherfuckers getting high up in here!? Did you touch the stash in the glove box!? Motherfucker! I'll be damned!" Ali said in an annoyed tone.

Rue finally put her clothes back on and got out of the car with the to-go Chinese food.

"I'm so fucking disappointed in you both. You go out for a couple of hours and this happens!? Next time, I'm coming with you! Can't trust nobody!"

As Ali ranted, Rue took the cigarette from Elliot's lips and took a drag of it herself before putting it between her fingers and kissing him. She then gave it back to him.

"Are you two dumbasses listening to me!?" Ali ranted in the background.

Rue and Elliot ignored him.

"The party is tomorrow. You're coming?"

"Of course. I'm also gonna bring a buddy of mine." Elliot replied.

"Sounds good. We'll all meet here tomorrow morning and then go ahead to Cincinnati. It's not far."

"Alright then Foxey Lady... sounds like a plan. I'll see you later."

"Later." Rue said before they kissed again and parted ways while Ali was still ranting about catching them fucking in his car.

After she got back inside, her mother gave her a look as she put the leftover Chinese food in the fridge.

"What happened out there?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Rue?"

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed. Goodnight!" She said as she ran upstairs to the room she shared with her sister as her mother called after her.

Gia sat up in her bed and sized Rue up.

"Did you have sex? You look like you did."

"Go to sleep Gia." Rue replied with an annoyed gaze.

Gia rolled her eyes before laying back down.

"You're never taking my car anywhere ever again." Ali said to Elliot after they said their goodbyes to Leslie.

"Aw come on, man."

"Don't man! You're not taking my car anywhere, not after this shit... fucking disgusting."

"But Ali-"

"Nope! Get in the car!"

"Fine, dad!" Elliot teased as he took another drag from his cigarette and got in the car.

"Lucky I can't whoop your ass like a dad. Shit." Ali muttered as he got in the car, before pulling out of the driveway.

Nate had finally let Cassie into his office with his permission. He was finally going to tell her some of what was going on in regards to The Organization the night before the party was to happen.

Pink Floyd's Welcome To The Machine played on the radio in his office as she came down the hallway. As she made it to the door to his office in her robe, she knocked on the door.

"Come in." Nate said as he put the last of the documents in a filing cabinet.

"You told me to be in here at ten o'clock sharp... here I am." Cassie said.

"Good girl. Come, sit right here on my desk." He said as he patted a spot on his desk near him.

She closed the door behind her and sat down on his next near him.

"I've got something important to tell you. Aspen... the leader of The Organization is dead."

"I already knew that, Nate."

"Well, who do you think takes over The Organization now?"

"Um... well, did he have any kids? If he did then his kids take over, right?"

"No. The idiot actually never had any kids, oddly enough."

"I... I don't know who could take over The Organization then Nate."

"You wonderful stupid cunt. I'll show you who's taking over." He got up and pulled a bunch of Aspen's documents from his desk.

"Take a look at these."

Cassie looked at some of them... they had all been addressed to Aspen.

Then, suddenly it clicked.

"W-What? No... Why do you have these? I... You... Nate... How?"

"You don't need to know the specifics. But, that's why I'm throwing this party. The press is gonna be there and everything to announce that I'm taking over The Organization. Cassie..." He took her face in between his palms.

"This is bigger than just you and me. This is the future. This is what we were born to do. I'm their God and you're gonna be their Goddess... their blueprint... their mother. We're fucking wealthy right now, but by tomorrow night... we're gonna be fucking powerful."

She looked scared and unconvinced.

"Think about your lowest moment... I want you to think about a moment where you felt exceedingly weak. So weak that you felt like you didn't fucking matter. Now dial that weak feeling down to nothing... and now I want you to imagine feeling absolutely fucking powerful like you're the only person who matters when you walk in any fucking room. The type of power you can only dream of." He said as he looked into her eyes.

Her look of uncertainty faded as she took a deep breath.

"By tomorrow you're gonna fucking have that kind of power. As your husband, I promise you that Cassie. People are going to fall at your feet and worship you for once in your goddamn life, and it's all because of me." Nate said.

Cassie was breathless, tears streaming down her face as she swallowed and digested each word he spoke.

He leaned down and kissed her. They kissed for a few minutes before coming up for air.

"Thank you Nate."

"For what?"

"For making me a Goddess." She said with a smile as they kissed again before he picked her up bridal style and carried her out of his office, shutting the door with his foot and carrying her to their bedroom where he made passionate love to her.

They had a rushed doctor's appointment that had both Fez and Lexi nervous.

"This appointment has me nervous... and so will our flight." Lexi said with a less than thrilled tone of voice.

"I know ma. I'm nervous about this appointment too... but, you know if you ain't actually pregnant yet... we've got so many chances to make sure you are." Fez said.

"And I know you ain't happy about the flight today but we gotta take a plane to get there Lex. Driving would take too damn long and I know you want us to get to Cincinnati real quick, go to your sister's party then go back home." Fez added.

"I know. It's not gonna be fun either way."

The doctor came back into the room with the test results.

"Mr. and Mrs. O'Neill, I have the results of the test. Congratulations, you're pregnant." The doctor said.

Lexi grinned at Fezco who grinned back at her.

"So you really are-"

"Yeah! I know! Oh I'm so happy!" Lexi replied.

"I'll have to do an ultrasound to see how far along you are and if it's more than one." The doctor said as she brought the ultrasound machine into the room and put the ultrasound goo onto Lexi's stomach before going over it with the wand.

On the screen what they saw surprised them.

"What is that?" Fez asked.

"Oh my... well, it looks as if you're about five weeks pregnant and your belly is already growing at a more rapid pace than it would with a normal pregnancy because that Mr. and Mrs. O'Neill are three babies on the screen." The doctor confirmed.

"I'm sorry... three!?" Lexi asked.

"Yes, you're going to be having triplets."

"Holy fucking shit!" Fez exclaimed as he gazed at the screen. He suddenly felt... extremely overwhelmed. He was going to be a father, but not just to one kid... to three kids!

Fez started breathing heavily as he tried to make sense of everything in his head, but Lexi touched his hand which caused him to calm down.

"It's okay Fez. We're gonna be great parents. Remember what we talked about. Remember what I told you? You're going to be an amazing father." Lexi said as she gazed into his eyes.

"You're gonna be such a great mom, Lexi. I mean it ma." He said before he kissed her on the cheek.

The doctor wiped the goo from Lexi's belly and Fez put his hand to her belly.

"Three of our babies in there... I honestly couldn't be more happier."

Lexi teared up as she smiled.

"Me too." She said as she put her hand on top of his.

Marie, Faye and Ashtray were all in the waiting room.

"So, is she like... dead? Oh my god did Lexi die?" Faye asked.

"No dumbass. Lexi's getting a checkup because she might be pregnant." Ash replied as he glared at Faye.

"Aw... a baby. That's so cute. When I get older, I want one." Faye said.

"Some people just don't need to have kids, hun. And you're one of those people." Marie said as she smoked her fourth cigarette of that day.

Fez and Lexi came into the waiting room after the checkup was over.

"So? What's the verdict?" Marie asked.

"You're gonna be a great grandma." Lexi said excitedly.

Marie immediately stood up, an incredulous look on her face before she took her cigarette out of her mouth, her arms dropping to her side as she stared at Lexi and Fez in disbelief.

"Holy fucking shit." She said.

Faye reached for the cigarette in between Marie's fingers and managed to get it and put it between her own lips, taking a drag from it.

"And that ain't all, we're havin' triplets." Fez revealed.

Now it was Ash's turn to speak.

"What the fuck!?" He shot up out of his seat.

"Triplets!? You fuckin' knocked her up that much to the point where we gon' be livin' with three of youse!? What the Hell!?" He yelled. Ash looked... insulted.

"Yeah, man. You gonna be an uncle three times over so you better get used to it."

"Fuck this!" Ash said as he stormed out of the waiting room.

Lexi was taken aback.

"I'm sorry about him Lex. He really don't like change in a short amount of time. He gotta get used to it though." Fez replied sheepishly.

"Yeah Fez, I get it. Let's just give Ash some space and time to digest everything." She said reassuringly.

"I'm happy for you kids. I really am. Hey blondie you ain't got nothin' to say?" Marie said as she turned around to look at Faye who oddly enough hadn't spoke.

"Uh, yeah... how are the babies gonna like, come out? Do they like, come out of your vagina at the same time or something?" Faye asked with a dumbfounded look on her face.

"I... don't think so. I... hope not. That sounds really... horrific." Lexi replied.

"Yeah Faye, that sounds like a goddamn horror flick, where the fuck did that come from?" Fez asked.

"Was just asking. Congrats by the way. Does that like mean I'm a godmother?"

"Nah, you gon be a auntie." Fez replied.

"Oh. Far out."

"Alright, let's get going. Our flight is in a few hours and I just want it to be over with." Lexi said as she started to walk out of the waiting room.

"Yeah, let's go." Fez said as he followed her alongside his grandma and Faye.

Ash was leaning against the car in the parking lot. Thinking over all these new changes in his head when his family got over to the car. After the doors were unlocked, everyone piled in.

He didn't speak, which slightly irked Fez.

"Bro, you ain't gonna at least congratulate us?" Fez asked as he pulled the car onto the highway.

Ashtray shrugged wordlessly as he looked out of the window.

"Come on man, use your fuckin' words. I know a cat ain't got your tongue."

Ashtray stuck his middle finger up at his brother.

"Ooh he stuck up the finger..." Faye said, slightly instigating as she popped a pill into her mouth.

"Ash, I know you sixteen, but quit actin' like a damn five year old for a sec! This is great fuckin' news. Ain't you happy?"

He finally spoke.

"Fuck no. First you get married, then she starts livin' with us, then you knock her up and we find out there's three of your kids in there, man! It's too fuckin' much!" Ash yelled from the backseat.

"Oh and not to fuckin' mention the fact we gotta go to Cincinnati of all fuckin' places to go and see her dumbass sister!" He added.

"Hey! No need to be a dick, Ash. Cool your fuckin' jets. Now." Marie demanded as she gave him a look.

"Thank you Marie... and Ash, all of this change... it could be a very good thing for you. Plus when we go to Cassie's party, who knows? You might meet someone there. That's change in and of itself." Lexi said.

"Yeah, you're right ma. What about Rue's little sister, the one you were lookin' at at the luncheon?" Fez mentioned.

"What!? I wasn't lookin' at her..." Ash mumbled.

"Yes you were, you couldn't take your fuckin' eyes off of her. What's the deal with that, bro? You wanna get married to her or somethin'?" Fez asked teasingly with a smirk.

"Oh shut the fuck up!" Ash said as he blushed.

"Ooh Ash has a crush!" Faye said excitedly.

"Can all of y'all shut up! Damn." Ash retorted as he sank down into his seat as everyone chuckled.

They had arrived on time for the flight. As usual, Lexi had been miserable on the flight until it finally landed in Cincinnati.

The O'Neill's got a cab and ended up at the hotel they had booked that afternoon. Marie would be staying in the same room as Fez and Lexi, while much to Ashtray's annoyance, he'd be sharing a room with Faye.

"I got somethin' for you, ma." Fez said to Lexi as he reached into his luggage.

He got out a fur coat.

"Oh my god! Fez!"

"Just like I promised baby. You like it?"

"Oh I love it! Thank you!" Lexi said as she tried it on, it fit perfectly.

"We gotta start getting dressed. Grandma?"

"Yeah, Snowflake?"

"Can you go next door and tell Ash and Faye to start getting ready? Tell em' to put their best fuckin' outfits on. We bout to go to that mansion lookin' fly as hell."

"Gotcha." Marie said as she left the room.

"What are you gonna wear?" Fez asked Lexi.

"You'll see." Lexi said with a smirk as she grabbed her bag that had her outfit in it. She gave Fez a quick peck on the lips before heading over to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

"Are we there yet?" Custer asked in the backseat as he took a hit from his bong.

"No, man! Now quit asking!" Ali said.

Elliot hated the fact that he wasn't driving and that Rue wasn't in the car. She was riding in the other car with her mom, her sister and Jules.

"We'll be there soon, Cus." Elliot replied.

"Hey man, you think that blonde junkie chick is gonna be there? The one with the big ass eyes and the big ass lips? I think her name was Faye." Custer said.

"Probably. Rue told me that Faye lives in Boston with the O'Neill's who might be coming to the party. You might see her. Why? You like her?"

"Yeah... she's kinda hot. In a... dumb junkie bimbo kind of way."

"You dudes got some strange taste in women." Ali said with a chuckle as he shook his head, switching lanes on the highway.

"Says the man who turned on the Ali charm on my fiancés mom last night." Elliot retorted.

"Hey man, Leslie isn't just a fox... she's a respectable woman who deserves more than charm. She needs a man like me to take her out and show her how respectable a man can be." Ali said.

"You? Respectable? Yeah, sure..."

"You can't be fucking talking Elliot. You had sex in the backseat last night with your fiancé, in her mama's driveway after one date. You're the last person to be talking about respectable anything!"

"What!? He fucked her!? Wait... in the... backseat? Ewwwww! Did you guys fuck right where I'm sitting!?" Custer asked frantically almost dropping his bong.

"Uhhh..."

"Fuck Elliot! That's disgusting! I don't wanna sit where you fucking came inside of her, man! Switch seats with me!"

"No! What are you nuts!? We're on the goddamn highway! I'm not switching seats with you! And for the record I didn't cum inside of her... I wore a condom you dumbass."

"Ooh yeah, like that makes it any better!" Custer yelled his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Fuck you, man!"

"Will the both of y'all shut the fuck up!? Almost made me miss my turn. Shut up and listen to the radio goddammit!"

Come Together by The Beatles came on the radio and Ali turned it up as he kept driving down the highway.

"That flower arrangement needs to be in the middle of the table." Cassie said as she pointed at the lilac and daisy arrangement.

Nate had hired party organizers to arrange and decorate the entire house for the party. Cassie decided to make herself useful by telling them what should go where and what looked good and what didn't.

"That's perfect." Nate said with a smile as he tightened his cufflinks as he came downstairs.

He kissed Cassie on the cheek as he admired the huge decorated living room.

"You did a great job. Now, go get dressed and I'll kick everyone out before our guests and the press get here. The outfit I picked out for you is hanging on the closet door."

"Okay, thank you daddy." Cassie said as she started going upstairs.

"Oh and Cassie?"

"Yes honey?"

"If you embarrass me at this party, you're going to be sorry." He warned with a cheerful tone before disappearing further into the living room.

Cassie gulped as she slowly made her way to their bedroom.

Her outfit was indeed where he said it would be and it was a light pink poodle skirt dress with white polka-dots and pink heels. It was very housewife-esque... and she loved it. A tear fell from her eyes as she went to the bathroom to put her dress on.

The guests and the press arrived at the house that evening. Nate was busy speaking to the press about what was possibly in store for the evening, while Cassie busied herself with greeting and talking to her family and friends. She couldn't help but notice however, that Lexi and the O'Neill's hadn't shown up yet.

"Did you invite your sister?" Suze asked her, she already had a glass of champagne that she was almost finished with and was eyeing her second glass.

"Of course I did, mom. It's her decision on if she even wants to come or not." Cassie replied.

"I just want you girls to get along. That's all I want."

Elliot, Ali and Custer had finally arrived and Elliot had started making out with Rue the second he saw her in the living room.

"Woah, okay when did they get cozy together?" Kat asked as she took a sip of wine as she spoke to Ethan, Maddy and Jules.

"She told me that he came over to her house the other day... I think they fucked." Jules said quietly.

Maddy almost choked on her caviar covered crostini.

"What the fuck!? Did she tell you they fucked or...?"

"No, but I think they did... why would she be so willing to makeout with him at a party?" Jules asked as she cut her eyes over at her friend who was still making out with Elliot.

"Are you jealous?" Kat asked as she raised a brow.

"What!? Me? No..." Jules said as she sipped her beer.

"Mhm..." Maddy replied as she gazed at Jules.

"I enjoyed our conversation yesterday." Ali said to Leslie as he gazed at her.

"I really enjoyed it too." She replied.

"I was wondering if you uh... wanted to go out sometime? Maybe get something to eat, so we can talk more?" Ali asked.

"I... think that would be a wonderful idea." Leslie said with a smile.

Marsha, Aaron and Cal had briefly mingled with the press before talking amongst themselves.

"Is his wife's sister and that ginger bastard gonna come to the party?" Aaron asked.

Marsha rolled her eyes wordlessly.

"No idea... but, I hope so." Cal said with a dark look on his face.

The speakers in the house started playing Miracles by Jefferson Starship.

"I just hope your sister shows up. Anyways I'm just... so proud of you sweetie. Being a wife is such a good look on you." Suze said as she got her second glass of champagne.

"Thanks mom." Cassie said as she smiled.

Nate walked over and hugged Suze.

"Mrs. Howard, it's great to see you. Are you enjoying the party?" He asked as he put his arm around her as the cameras snapped a picture of the two of them.

"Oh, definitely! Oh it's wonderful! Thank you for having me. Cassie, he's such a great guy! I love my son-in-law!" A tipsy Suze said as she hugged Nate.

Cassie stood there with a frown on her face... the friendly and obedient wife façade dropping from her face momentarily as she heard what her mother said.

She wanted to scream that he wasn't a good husband, that he was awful... but she couldn't. She knew she had to keep up appearances.

"Yeah, he's definitely the best husband I could have ever asked for. He's perfect." Cassie said with a grin that was plastered onto her face, before the cameras snapped a picture of her.

"Would you look at that shit? She looks like a fucking doll." Maddy said from the other side of the room as she watched Cassie and Nate.

"Yeah. I wonder why the hell the press is even here? What the fuck does he have up his sleeve?" Ethan said as he sipped his wine.

"Right? I don't fucking trust it." Kat said.

Rue and Elliot came over to them and sat down on the nearby couch.

"Where the fuck is Lexi? I thought she was coming?" Rue asked as she sipped her water.

"No idea. I haven't seen her or Fez's family or Fez yet." Jules replied.

"I hope that Fezco's brother comes too..." Gia said from her spot in the nearby corner.

"Why? You like him?" Rue asked with a smirk.

"No! I just... think he's interesting..." Gia said as she blushed.

"Ooh Gia has a crush!" Jules said.

"Shut up!"

Custer sat down near Elliot on the couch.

"You doing alright, man?" Elliot asked.

"Yeah, I'm not used to being in a big ass swanky house like this..." Custer replied as he looked up at the massive chandelier on the living room ceiling.

"Just don't fucking steal anything." Elliot warned.

"Alright, alright. I won't!"

The party was in full swing, everyone was talking, some guests were dancing when Janis Joplin's song Piece of My Heart blasted through the speakers.

"Come on, let's dance!" Jules said as she grabbed both Elliot and Rue's hands.

She started dancing as if no one was watching.

"Damn Jules, you really know how to bust a move." Elliot said with an impressed look on his face.

Rue was dancing as well and laughed a bit.

"Yeah, but I'm a better dancer." She said as she kissed Elliot's cheek.

All three of them laughed and landed on the couch as the song ended.

Meanwhile Cassie was at the bar, drinking some Coca-Cola when Maddy strolled up to her.

Angie by The Rolling Stones played over the speakers.

"Hey." Maddy said.

"Hi." Cassie replied.

"I just wanted to-"

"I don't wanna hear it. Whatever you have to say Maddy, I just... I don't wanna hear it."

"Why? Cassie... I'm your best fucking friend. Why won't you listen to me when I tell you that you're in danger and that Nate is no good for you?"

"Because you don't have my best interest at heart. You're always looking at the negatives when it comes to him... and... I just can't take it anymore. He's a good man. And you just can't see that."

Tears welled up in Maddy's eyes.

"Cassie, I've always had your best interest at heart. How could you say that shit? Everyone has always had your best interest at heart. Everyone except for the man you married. If he really had your best interest at heart, he wouldn't have hurt you. What's so difficult to understand about that? And honestly if there was anything good about him at all, then yeah I'd talk about the good things... but there isn't any. Not from where I'm standing anyhow."

Cassie shook her head and looked at Maddy with a sad yet exhausted look.

"You just don't get it. You don't understand me, or him, or our relationship. And... I don't have time to deal with that."

"Cassie. You're digging yourself into a deep fucking hole that you won't be able to dig yourself out of. And to say I don't get it? Remember when I literally ran to your house barefoot in the rain in the middle of the night with a black eye and a busted lip because Travis hit me in the face and pushed me down the fucking stairs? I'm lucky I got out alive that night. That's exactly where it's headed for you. And I'm trying to help you because I care about you, I'm your best friend, bitch." Maddy said with tears in her eyes as she gave Cassie a hurt look.

"Maybe you should stop caring about me then." Cassie responded with a cold gaze.

"What are you saying Cassie?"

"You and I... are done as friends. After tonight, I don't wanna see you again." Cassie said coldly.

Maddy looked at Cassie in shock.

"Fine. Have a nice life." Maddy said as she took a deep breath and went back over to the rest of their friends.

Tears threatened to fall from Cassie's face as she stared down at her Coca-Cola.

What the fuck had she just done?

How Many More Times by Led Zeppelin started to blast in the speakers.

Tonight was absolutely awful for her so far. She wished she wasn't pregnant so she could just get drunk... but Cassie's night would go from bad to worse when the doors to the mansion opened.

Cassie turned around in her seat at the bar in the living room, she could slightly hear the guests gasp as they turned their attention to the mansion doors while Robert Plant's voice in the song reverberated through the speakers.

Marie, Ashtray and Faye came into view first.

It was as if everyone watched the O'Neill's enter the mansion in slow motion.

Faye wore a loose fitting gold party dress with gold sandals and a gold necklace. Her hair was slightly messy and she smiled as she walked in.

Custer's jaw dropped and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull when he saw her.

Marie wore a white pantsuit with a white fedora and white platform boots.

Ashtray wore a zigzag pattern Polo shirt with black dress pants and a black suit jacket.

Gia simply couldn't stop looking at him from the corner she had been sitting in.

Then, Fez and Lexi walked in.

"Holy shit." Rue muttered as she spotted Lexi.

Nate noticed that the press stopped talking to him and was staring at... Lexi and Fez.

Nate stared daggers at Fezco from across the living room as he walked in.

Fezco briefly stared Nate down as he walked in with Lexi.

Fez wore a dark blue suit with a fuzzy long dark blue coat and white dress shoes. His chains clinking around his neck as he walked arm in arm with Lexi.

Lexi's hair was wavy but combed out down her back. She was wearing the expensive fur coat that Fez had given her, she then spun around once and threw her fur coat off to the side where the butler caught it.

Fez grinned as Lexi revealed her outfit to everyone.

It was a red floor length dress that showed off her right leg with the slit up the side, with red platform heels, red lipstick, red nail polish, and a diamond necklace around her neck.

As they walked in, Fez captured Lexi's lips in a brief yet passionate kiss before they continued onwards into the living room.

They were all smiles as Lexi's friends and intoxicated mother came over to greet her and Fez, as well as the press who wanted to take pictures of this gorgeous couple who they knew to be quite a wealthy couple in Boston and were now related to the Jacobs who were throwing the party in the first place.

Fez and Lexi posed for pictures and Lexi just so happened to make eye contact with Cassie, who was still sitting at the bar with her Coca-Cola across the room, staring at her sister with an unreadable look in her eyes and her lips slightly parted in disbelief.

The song was near it's end and Fez caught Lexi's attention again and Cassie turned back to her Coca-Cola before she gazed at the bartender.

"Give me a Piña Colada... heavy on the rum." She ordered with an unreadable gaze.

She needed something to deal with it all... after all, this was going to be a long night... a very long night...

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[tangiblejournal56]

6/25/11

Sitting on my bed, art supplies & books surrounding me, “Eli the Barrow Boy” playing softly, the tsch-tsch sound of my dangling paper cranes as the fan makes them dance.  It’s too late to be considered Saturday still, soon dawn will be creeping in through my window with its heat & glare.  I hope to be long asleep by then, dreaming of Max as I continually do these days.  The dreams help, the need to see his face, hear his voice, subsides slightly.  A fraction.  A hair.  Not at all, really.

Today was spent on buses, wandering around Austin with Jacob.  Stopping in at the grocery store, his shock & celebration over his vegan chili on sale, unheard of prices, he was so damn happy.  Plans for a big chili dinner ensued.  Once home, already dark out, we went to the pool with our beer & cigarettes, spending two hours floating & discussing particle accelerators, the Tsar Bomba, aerogel, physics.  Favorite topics of his, how he enjoyed teaching me about these subjects so foreign to me.  How skilled I am in discovering people’s passions & letting them discuss those passions to their hearts’ content, how I use that skill to endear myself to them.  Not that I need to do so with Jacob, when drunk as well as sober he will tell me he adores me.  As if it weren’t evident in how endlessly he teases me over all my neuroses & silliness.  All for my reactions, disgust, exasperation, “Jaaacob, doooon’t!”  I was never very feminine until around him so constantly.  Now I shave my legs daily, I clean all the time, I attempt to cook for his as he is as helpless as I am in front of a stove.  Somehow I am terrified to let him see me unladylike, though he is the last person to care about those things.  I’m not even trying to get him to fall for me, I have no interest in dating him.  To what end do these things matter?

We slept together once again.  He brought home a large bottle of cheap vodka & we became spectacularly drunk, watching a documentary on an inventor & architect.  Then down to the pool, swimming & playing water games with the young children.  When they’d gone to bed, we became flirtatious, he grabbing my breasts, myself touching his junk as well.  Back inside, I tried to help him change into his pajamas, & somehow this led to sex.  When I tried closing my eyes & imagining Max, for a few moments I actually enjoyed it.  How awful is that to admit?  I sleep with him so he won’t be lonely, & so I won’t let my feelings of attraction for him go too far.  A very strange sort of irony.  There was one enjoyable moment, I admit, he was teasing me, holding back, & when I’d beg him for it, he’d grin, “No.”  He really liked teasing me, that glimmer in his eyes, that sexy grin.  Again wanting a reaction.  Then after, both retreating to our own beds.  It’s odd, this little pattern we’ve developed.  I don’t see it occurring often, I’m always surprised by its existence.  I would bet it doesn’t happen again.  I am quite taken aback, though, that despite other girls (Spill, to be specific) wanting this, he chose me for his fuck buddy.  Perhaps because of my ability to keep my private life private.  Though I did quietly admit it to Josh tonight.  “I don’t want to say I expected it, but I kind’ve knew it was a possibility,” was his reaction.

Jacob & I also discussed the baby for a little bit tonight.  I didn’t know if he’d even known about it, which he did.  “Uh, everyone knew,” he said in his blunt but not rude way.  He said he’d wanted to bring it up before, hadn’t gotten around to it yet.  Not much was said, a few random details here & there.  It was a pretty comfortable conversation.  I don’t think I could conceive of a better roommate than him, we are completely compatible, cooking together, playing board games, even laying on the living room floor together reading quietly.  I try to be as accommodating as possible, & he just goes with the flow of everything.  I wonder when the day will come when he is annoyed by me, & barely acknowledges me.  He is someone who needs nothing of anyone.  Even if it’s sex, I’m happy to be the person who gives him what he needs.

[mixed-theater-faisty-tings]

Lovin’ Kind

Chapter 10

Pairing: Riff x Latina! Summary: Baby John told Diesel about Catalina exposing their clandestine relationship though Riff and his girl are living in bliss. A/N: Unfortunately, we are almost to the end of the Story 😔but I promise there is still plenty in store for Catalina and Riff. Thanks again for all the support means the world!!!! ————————————————————————————

Riff Pov

The clanking of the metal door opening to the salt shed solidifies this is happening. All our shadows shrinking the closer we get to each other and the scuffling of feet mixing with rattling chains, snippets of Spanish, and my bat dragging on the cemented ground. Ice turns on the lights introducing our foes to the mountains of salt surrounding us.

“Salt for when streets ice up!”, he yells. “Kill the lights!.”, I demand. “Good to see you here buddy boy.”, Diesel tells me. “Not like I had a choice when the Sharks are involved.”, my eyes locked on Bernardo. ————————————————————————————

FLASHBACK- EARLIER THAT MORNING

Diesel Pov

The Jets and I make our way into the boxing gym finding just the spic we are looking for. Him and a couple other Sharks are quick to approach us, fists up ready to fight.

“What the hell are you gringos doing here?”, Bernardo’s voice laced with anger. “We are here with a deal to settle who gets the turf.”, my voice discreet yet stern.

He looks around gathering a couple more guys before taking us all towards the back of the gym. “Start talking”, Bernardo demands.

“A rumble. All of yous and all us. If you win you’re Jet free but, if we win you Sharks make the rats and skedaddle.”, I lay out the terms.

He exchanges a few looks with some of his guys before returning to the conversation. “Fine. When and where?”.

“Midnight tonight. The river.” I suggest. “ The docks”, he fights. “The Salt Shed.”, I bark.

“Donde?”, his annoyance at its peak. “Quincuagésimo séptimo y el río”, another Shark jumps in.

The tension prominent in the air between the two gangs. “Weapons?”, Bernardo continues negotiations.

“Fists.” “Rocks.” “Bricks.” “Chains.” “Knives!”

“Woah we don’t need no knives.”, Ice chimes in. “Shut it Ice. Fine no knives.”, I snap. “No contact till then.”, Bernardo says. “Copasetic”, I hold my hand out for a shake.

We shake hands maintaining intense eye contact until I command my guys to leave. The Sharks watch our every move, while the rest of the spics watched us leave the gym.

“You guys go spread the word to the others. I have something to take care of before our little pow-wow.”, I instruct my guys while walking off towards the next thing on my to-do list. ————————————————————————————

Riff Pov

Spending some alone time in the hideout was kind of nice thinking about my girl and how everything is getting better. My bliss is soon interrupted by Diesel joining me just when I thought only Tony and I knew about this place this asshole ruins it.

“Nice place ya got here though I suspect you haven’t been staying here much.”, he says taking a look around.

“What makes ya say that buddy boy.”, I try to act normal. “Ah nothing really but, there is some Jet business to handle.”, he happily takes a seat on the ground next to me.

“I gotta get to work actually Deez i’m already late.”, I am quick to stand up to make my exit when he stops me in my tracks. “I know about the spic.”, his voice now hardened. “What are you talking about?”,I attempt to say with demand but, it comes out with more of a squeak.

“Kitty Cat, you, together. Damn shame though you know. I couldn’t get a dance out of her yet, you managed to get her into bed haven’t ya buddy boy….How’d ya manage that?”., a sinister tone in his voice.

My blood begins to boil the more he opens his mouth. Just as I begin to plan out my next ass beating his trap opens more.

“I set up a rumble with the Sharks.”, he continues. “And what does Catalina have to do with that.”, I say through gritted teeth. “You join us at the rumble or I tell everyone about your little spic.”, a smug look decorating his features.

“Again what does she have to do with the rumble.”, my fists balled at my sides. “You wouldn’t want your secret to get out and besides the Jets need your loyalty to get the turf.”, He maintains his eye contact.

“Fine. I’ll be there just leave her out of this.”, I give in, anger clear in my words. “Well that was easy. Midnight, salt shed or it all comes to light.”, he salutes at me before trotting off.

Leaving me with my anger and mostly concern for Altagracia. I have to protect her and us. ————————————————————————————

PRESENT- Back at the Rumble.

“So we gonna fight or are you just gonna keep looking in my eyes.”, Bernardo snaps. “C’mon Riff close his eyes!”, Numbers shouts. “Yeah Riff prove you’re still a Jet.”, Diesel instigates.

“Could you shut up for a single god damn second Deez!”, I shout my eyes shooting bullets at the Shark in front of me. Oh trouble in paradise?”, Bernardo pushes.

“Well look who showed up!”, Ice yells pulling Tony up to the front followed by another Porto Rican on his trail.

“Chino que diablos haces! (What the hell are you doing)”, The Shark leader yells pushing him towards the back and away from any brawl. “You returning to your roots too Superman.”, my attention goes to our former leader.

“Finally a real leader. Someone worth fighting.”, Bernardo says. “I’m here to talk to Bernardo.”, Tony says pushing past me. “We are done talking let’s fight.”, he yells causing his gang to cheer.

Tony and I exchange a quick look before I turn to Diesel. ————————————————————————————

Flashback- Earlier that night.

After Diesels unexpected visit I made my way to Doc’s knowing the girls would already be gone so I could talk to Tony. My feet carried me quickly through the blocks as my mind races with a million thoughts about what to do.

“Riff what’s going on?”, my best friend asks me seeing the concerned look upon my features. “Downstairs. Now”, I force the words out making my way down to his room.

My palms are sweaty and my body begins to pace round the room. Tony’s feet coming down the steps causes me to turn my head quickly and I see he is taken aback by my sudden movement.

“What’s happened? Is it Maria or Alta? Are they okay?”, concern clear in his words.

“They are fine…at least for now. Diesel knows about my relationship with Alta and he set up a rumble with the Sharks tonight. He said if I don’t show up he is gonna tell everyone leaving all hell to break loose more than it already has.”, I finally explain anger taking precedence.

“So much has happened Riff is a rumble really worth fighting for some turf the city is takin?”. he asks me honestly. “I don’t think this is about territory anymore least not for me.”, I sigh.

“We have to go to this rumble. I have a plan on how we can stop it and take down Diesel”, Tony is overcome the voice of a leader, a sound I hadn’t heard in ages and was slightly frightening.

As Tony and I began to unpack the plan we are interrupted by the street entrance of the basement opening and a body slipping through seeming very uneasy. The person quickly turns its head a guilty look in their eyes and realize it’s Baby John.

“Gee Baby John why scare the shit outta us.”, Tony jumps. “Wait what’s wrong?”, I knew something was bothering him.

“Riff i’m so sorry. I was lost in my thoughts last night and he came it of nowhere asking questions that I just answered mindlessly. You have always been the big brother I never had and I didn’t men to betray you. This is all my fault please don’t hate me-“, I let him ramble for a bit letting him get it all off his chest before grabbing him by his shoulders to calm him down.

“I ain’t mad at ya Baby John. I mean sure at first but, it’s all aimed towards Deez and honestly things about me and Catalina were gonna come out at some point but, what we need to worry about is this rumble”, his body now less tense than it was 10 seconds ago.

I was so pissed off at Diesel that I never thought of how he could’ve found out but, I needed to ease the kid and i’ve always had soft spot for him just never showed it around the others.

“Promise ya ain’t mad buddy boy?”, he asks me, guilt clear in his voice. “Womb to tomb”, I start. “Sperm to worm”., he finishes.

“Alright you two break it up Riff and I got a plan to discuss.” Tony’s stern voice breaking the moment.

“Baby John got any plans for the next hour or so?”, I give my pal a knowing look before looking back at the kid. ————————————————————————————

A few hours later

Catalina Pov

Per usual Maria and I allow the rest of the class to leave before meeting the guys. We have all been doing our best to keep our relationships on the down low so they hide around the side of the building until they find us lingering.

“Hey pretty girl.”, Riff greets me with a quick kiss on my cheek. “Hi handsome how was your day?”, I smile leaning into him.

“Pretty good, Uh hey so I was thinking Tony and I haven’t had a guys night for a while. Maybe you could stay at Maria’s tonight Tony said she’s been wanting time with ya outside of class.”, he suggests digging his hands into his pockets.

“You made plans with Tony tonight?”, I ask nervousness laced in my words.

“Yeah just to get some drinks at the Pub no big deal really.”, he senses my anxiety and pulls me close to him. “I love our time together more than anything but, with us needing to hide I think you need to spend time outside of our little bubble. You will end up hating me and feeling trapped.”, his words calm me down.

“Since when did you get so smart?“, my lips curl into a small smile knowing he’s right. “Hmm this just means that tomorrow I get to make up for lost time.”, his signature smirks decorates his features before placing a sensual kiss against my lips.

“Mmm..and we both know I love when we have to make up time together”, a giggle escapes into the kiss as heat rushes to my cheeks. “Come on live birds! Let’s get you girls home safe before we go.”. Tony chuckles.

Once we reach the front of Maria’s building we duck around to separate corners to say our goodbyes without the shark girls leaving to Gimbels catching us and telling Nardo.

“You know I’ve been thinking maybe we should come clean with everyone. My Tia knows about us and she’s warming up to the idea…well, now that you’ve stopped stealing form the store but, it could all be okay. The Jets haven’t bothered them since Baby John and you aren’t with them anymore.”,Our fingers intertwine as I lean against the bricked wall.

“Soon enough we can be out in the open okay I promise baby”, he pulls me close into his chest. “What do you mean by that?”, curiosity mixed with confusion hinted in my words. “Just trust me please. We should go.”, his reassurance non-existent.

“Right uh have fun with Tony. I love you.”, trepidation hidden within my voice. “I love you too bye”.

With a quick kiss to my forehead my boyfriend and best friend run off to the pub. Leaving Maria and I to head up to spend the night with Anita.

I couldn’t help but feel they were hiding something from me, there was an empty feeling in my stomach as we walked up stairs I felt bad that I didn’t really pay much attention to what she was saying.

“Hola chicas!” Anita exclaims as we enter the apartment. “Hola! Is it okay if Alta stays the night?”, Marias asks. “Of course maybe you girls could help me.”, Anita says before disappearing into her sewing area. ————————————————————————————

Present- At the Rumble

Riff Pov

“I love her Bernardo and I know she loves me.”, Tony pleads with the Shark. “She could never love a gringo like you!”, Bernardos fists are ready to fight and if it weren’t so dark I would swear there was steam rising from his ears.

“Spics like you are worse than us ain’t that what the cops think at least.”, A-Rab jumps in. “But do you really want your sister in bed with a criminal?”, Deez jumps in.

The balls on this guy I swear!

“He didn’t kill him damn it!”, my heels turn my body towards the bastard who started all of this. “He might as well have. One more punch and the kid would’ve been six feet under!”, the dumbass continues.

“Oh looks like we got ourselves a convict eh. How long were you locked up for?”, Bernardo asks. “A year.”, Tony answers honestly still standing his ground.

“A year for nearly killing someone. You got less time there than we get for just walking around no?”, he begins to circle my buddy the rest of his gang watching his every move.

“Yeah well I did my time and decided I wanted to be better. No more fightin’ that’s why I wanted to talk to ya.”. my best buddy retorts.

“Oye! Listen to this guy. He goes to jail for a year then chooses to pray to his god that he will be a better man by dating a little brown girl.Giving her the chance to be used and abused by a white man!”, Bernardo starts to rally before punching Tony straight in the nose sending all our guys into a frenzy.

Tony took his punches before he finally started to fight back tackling him to the ground. Cheers from The Jets were deafening while The Sharks begged for their leader to get back on his feet.

The sight in front me threw me back to the same spot one year ago when he was on top of that Egyptian King one punch after the other by the river, the encouragement from our guys making me want to put an end to it all.

Blood began to coat his knuckles as Bernardo stops fighting back dazed by the assault. A visibly distraught Tony makes eye-contact with me signaling me to move forward. ————————————————————————————

Meanwhile at the Apartment

Catalina Pov

Anita asked us to be models for some dresses she was working on and as we stood here allowing her to make adjustments we noticed her hands were a bit shaky too shaken for a seamstress.

The room filled with what seemed to be anxiety from Anita and I while Maria tried to decifer why were both nervous. I couldn’t help but, think about Riff and what he had said.

“Soon enough”, playing in my head on a loop. He said it with a conviction I haven’t heard in a long time. His goodbye quick yet lingering like he didn’t know if he would see me again, my thoughts soon interrupted by yet another needle pricking at my waist.

“Ouch!”, I yelp. “Los siento”, she sighs. “Que paso Anita?”, Maria asks. The usually peppy women sits on her side hands shaking profusely and breathing getting heavier.

“Anita tell us what’s going on?”, We rush to her side, embracing her body to calm her down. “Haven’t you spoken to any of the guys?”, she asks me. I shake my head quickly, they don’t make a habit of stopping by Doc’s especially after I went off on them.

“There’s a rumble tonight. Jets and Sharks, winner takes all and when Bernardo left he was so angry and i’m afraid that he may not come back.”, her voice cracks a little but, her strength holds up.

My heart drops to my stomach replacing the emptiness I have felt all night. Maria gives me a panicked look knowing damn well they didn’t go to the pub but, to fight…and neither of know why.

“Did he tell you where it was going to be?”, I ask quickly trying to conceal my fear for Riff. “The salt shed I think?”, her answer is quiet and a sniffle follows.

I pick myself up off the floor pulling Anita up with me, Maria following. My fear now mixing with anger as I try to remember where the salt shed is.

Tony and I used to sneak over there as kids and played in the salt pretending it was snowing in July. Valentina always wondered why the floor was covered in salt when we would return.

“I know where they are. Vente (Come).”, my voice stern as I drag the girls out of the apartment and towards the fight.

My feet carry my body hastily through the blocks, vision blurred at the thought of losing Riff tonight. Emotions mixing in my body like a magic potion you can’t quite get right anger, sadness, and anxiety all present.

The warehouse containing the salt comes into view and I suck air between my teeth pausing my steps unsure of what is to come once we set foot inside. ————————————————————————————

Diesel Pov

Tony and Riff back and better than ever, it’s good to have our two best fighters back but little do they know that they aren’t in charge anymore. As Tony beat the crap out of the spic I couldn’t help but pat myself on the back for getting him back to his roots.

In the middle of that I notice Riff digging in his pockets subtly I know we set rules for weapons but, god knows no one gives a fuck about them. It’s more of a technicality. I wonder what he’s hiding.

“Damn Deez I can’t believe this actually worked. Riff and Tony are back and now the turf will be ours.”, Baby John applauds my efforts.

“Well I couldn’t have done it without your information. I knew Riff just needed a little push and you buddy boy are now a true Jet.”, I give him a quick pat on the back. “Aye Deez let me talk to ya”, Riff signals me over.

One quick look back at the fight in front of me before I wander over to Riff expecting some new plan to come to his head. “You know you have really stepped up and I know I got side tracked but, ya brought me and Tony back so thanks.”, his voice laced with appreciation.

“We all get lost at times just don’t let it happen again or the boys may not forgive so easily.”, I give a warning.

“Ain’t gotta worry about that. But I do need ya to know that with Tony back he’s lead and i’m second in command so you can back down now.”, demand seeping through his words taking me aback.

“What!”, I yell capturing everyone’s attention. “Fight me!”, Bernardo yells at Tony who appears to be walking away from a fight.

“There’s no way you two can be in command again. Look at this bitch trying to walk away from a fight. For what huh some dirty spic girl you claim to love!”, anger clear in my voice.

“I’d shut up if I were you Deez!”, Baby John steps in.

“You fucking traitor! You just gave me a pat on the back for getting these two idiots back now you’re with them!”, my hand shoots to my jacket pocket.

Riff pulls out a knife from his pocket clearly not wanting to fight but, willing to if I started it. “Jets watch and learn what a real leader looks like.”, I boast pulling out the revolver I bought after visiting my former leader.

As I am about to aim the barrel at Riff a voice catches my attention. Perfect timing.

“Riff, what the fuck!”, Kitty cat yells followed by two girls.

“Aww kitty cat I see you brought the strays with you today. How about I put you down?”, my voice full of conviction.

My movements are quick as I aim the gun at the spic Riff claims to love ready to pull the trigger. ————————————————————————————

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A fic of Jake just being a lush dad. Story line and later dialogue takes heavy inspo from Ben Platts song 'Run Away' cos its the most stunning thing. Anywayys this is just a lit of angst and love enjoy :))

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Jake was woken by sniffled cries from his son and daughter's room. Amy was close to getting home after a late evening shift, and Jake had had plans to wait up for her, but had drifted off to something or other on his phone. He sat up with a start- Mac and Carmen, now four and two, cried now not for diaper changes or feeds, but from ouchies, overwhelming places, scary dreams.

Jake tiptoed towards their room, careful not to wake a barely sleeping baby Raya next to his and Amy's bed. He opened their door slowly and with tentative words of "hey my gorgeous kiddos" to warn them gently of his precence, followed quietly with, "Daddy's here, its okay" as he walked into the bedroom.

He was met with the sight of his son and daughter with arms around eachother, sat on Mac's bed, teeny tears present on both of their cheeks. Heart immediately in pieces, he scooped up both kiddos in his arms and carried them, with their heads on his chest, into the lounge in attempt to keep Raya from a crying fit that Jake- sadly not equiped with boobs- knew would be almost impossible to calm.

He sat the three if them down on their couch, carefully unloading them onto it and then twisting to crouch on the floor to be opposite them.

"Hey, hey I'm here now, you're okay honey" he reassured, wiping newly falling tears off of his daughter's face and then each hand falling to stroke one of each of the children's knees reassuringly.

"What's going on here hmm? Whats up?" he asked softly.

There was a pause as his children timidly looked at eachother, before Mac spoke quietly and with a croaking voice "Carmen had a dream... and she said you and Mommy were gone and you could never come back. I thought it was real, I- I thought you guys might have had to run away or something and we were gonna be all be ourselves with Raya and-"

Jake could tell by his fast talking he was getting more anxious just at the thought of it all: "Buddy, buddy take a breath. Its okay, I'm right here"

"Mamas not" Carmen sniffed, "She's a superhero, she might go away, we don't know. You said that before Daddy"

Jake took a breath- these conversations were always so hard to have, how do you explain to these tiny people that there is always a possibility that their mommy might not come home.

"You're right sweetie, like we've said, Mama's job is scary sometimes, I remember. But the most important thing is-" he began punctuating his words word with little jabs to their bellies, making them giggle "Mommy- loves- every - weeny- little- bit- of each of you more than anything in the entire world. And she is always going to everything she can to come home to us"

The children settled "Okay Daddy", both offering Jake smiles of acceptance, laced with fear that he knew was pretty much perminant.

"And hey look. I may not be as clever as Mommy and I might not be a superhero like Mommy. But, I promise both of you-" he held out both his pinkys for them to cling onto "I'm never going anywhere, okay? Ever. You two and Raya, you're stuck with me. I am always, always, always going to be there for you."

Mac and Carmen nodded and squeezed his pinkies tighter, and Jake, after placing a kiss on each kid's head first, leaned in to press all three of their foreheads together in a little triangle and said just above a whisper," That is until me and Mommy are all gross and old and then you three look after us, deal?"

The toddlers giggled, "Deal."

"Okay then lads and lassies, let's head back to you're quarters then shall we?" he spoke with a strong Irish accent and he scooped both kids back up, them wriggling and giggling as he did so.

Jake made his way back to their room, both kids dramatically bringing their finger up to their lips as they passed Raya's cot.

He lay each of them back in their own beds, kissing each of them on the nose as he did and then leaning at the door "I love you guys so, so much. Don't ever forget that" he tamed the lump in his throat.

"Love you too Daddy" they chanted back quietly, then turning over and beginning to doze off.

He blew them a kiss, despite him being in neither of their sights anymore, and then turned away to get back into bed, a singular tear of overwhelming love for his babies falling down his cheek.

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