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#and she keeps telling me how nice it is over there and meanwhile everything here at home is IMPLODING
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rxmqnova · 1 month
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Wanda is R's mother
R gets assigned to Natasha's classroom. And has trouble getting used to her Mommy's girlfriend being her teacher.
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Y/N: 5 years old ——————————
NO ONE'S POV "Y/N, come on. We don't have all day. I need to go to work" Wanda sighs, attempting to get her daughter out of the car.
"Nooo" Y/N cries out, holding tightly onto her car seat while Wanda's trying to lift her up again.
Ignoring her daughter's cries, Wanda finally manages to get Y/N out of the car, carrying her to the classroom.
Natasha furrows her brows when she sees her girlfriend appear in the classroom, immediately standing up and walking to her.
"Hi, is everything okay?" She asks, noticing Y/N's pout, puffy eyes and wet cheeks. "Oh no, what happened, Y/N/N?" She asks softly, placing her hand on Y/N's back, only for Y/N to push her hand away.
"That wasn't nice, Y/N. What do you say to Natasha?" Wanda raises an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry, Natasha" Y/N mumbles out.
"That's okay" Natasha smiles at the little girl, not receiving a smile back as she normally would.
It's been only a few days since Y/N started going to school, but ever since then her relationship with Natasha has only gotten worse. She loves Natasha, she's her second favorite person after her mommy, but she still can't accept the fact that her mommy's girlfriend is her teacher for the next few years.
"Alright, honey. Have a good day" Wanda stands Y/N on the ground, giving her a smile even though the little girl is just pouting with her arms crossed over her chest.
Wanda lets out a sigh and just kisses her daughter's forehead before telling her girlfriend goodbye and leaving the classroom.
Natasha glances at the little girl with concern. She would want nothing more than to comfort her, but she knows too well that it would only get worse, so she just leaves the tiny troublemaker alone.
Meanwhile Y/N's now sitting on her seat in the first row, wishing she would be taller so she could sit in the back of the classroom.
Natasha knows Y/N's upset, but when the lesson starts and Y/N doesn't do anything else than staring out of the window she knows she needs to have a talk with her.
"Y/N, can you come here for a moment?" Natasha asks softly right after the first lesson ends and gets a shake of a head from the little girl.
"Alright" The redhead sighs to herself and makes her way over to Y/N. "No, go away, Natasha" Y/N whines, her little eyes filling with tears. "Don't want to talk to you" She pouts, looking up at the redhead who's a little clueless about what to do.
She wants to comfort the tiny girl, but that could result into a meltdown and Natasha definitely doesn't want that. Or she can just let it be and have a talk with Y/N back home.
She decides to leave the talk at home and goes back to her desk, checking Y/N up every now and then to make sure she's alright.
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When the endless school day finally comes to an end and all of the children leave with their parents, besides Y/N as she's going home with Natasha of course, the redhead walks to Y/N's desk where the little girl keeps sitting.
"Sweetheart, let's go home, yeah?" She says softly with a smile.
"Want mommy to come for me" Y/N mumbles out, not looking at the woman in front of her.
"Honey, mommy is still at work you know that" Natasha sighs, knowing this won't be as easy as she thought it would be. "Do you want to tell me what got you so upset today, bubs?" She tries only to get a shake of a head in response.
"… How about we stop at ice cream on the way home, hm? Would that make you feel better?" Natasha knows this never fails, Y/N just can't say no to ice cream and luckily for Natasha, it works this time too and she gets a small nod from the little trouble.
Y/N jumps down from her chair and follows Natasha out of the classroom, and to the car. Natasha sighs in relief when Y/N's secured in the backseat and she's sitting behind the wheel.
Just like Natasha promised, she drives them to Y/N's favorite ice cream parlor. That makes Y/N smile for the first time today, especially when she gets her favorite flavor.
Now both girls are sitting on the bench nearby the ice cream parlor, Y/N's swinging her legs and happily eating her ice cream while Natasha's watching her with a soft smile.
"Now, how about you tell me what's going on, honey?" Natasha asks just when Y/N finishes the sweet treat.
"Nothing" The little girl mumbles out, avoiding any possible eye-contact with the redhead.
"You know I can tell when you're lying, sweetheart" Natasha raises an eyebrow on which Y/N lets out a sigh. "You can tell me anything, you know that, sweetheart"
"… I don't like that you're my teacher" The tiny girl mumbles out quietly, hoping Natasha didn't hear it.
"Why so, sweetheart?" The redhead asks softly, placing her hand on Y/N's back and giving her back a little rub to comfort her.
"You're my mommy's girlfriend" Y/N says, finally looking up at Natasha.
"I am, and you and I are really good friends, aren't we? Isn't it fun we get to spend more time together?" Natasha smiles, trying to cheer up the little troublemaker.
"It's weird" Y/N pouts, so Natasha playfully pouts back and boops Y/N's nose which finally causes a giggle from the little girl.
"It has some benefits, I can help you with homework" Natasha teases which catches Y/N's attention.
"Really?" Y/N asks curiously.
"Of course, but only if you promise me there won't be any more tears before school" Natasha raises an eyebrow playfully, earning a nod from the tiny Maximoff.
"I promise, Natty" Y/N smiles, making Natasha smile back.
"Good. Should we go home and watch a cartoon together before mommy comes back home from work?" Natasha smiles, running her fingers through Y/N's hair, earning an immediate nod.
And that's how Wanda finds them when she comes home, her two favorite girls cuddled up on the couch, watching Y/N's favorite cartoon. Wanda surely can't wait to join her girls for a movie night and cuddles.
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sandraharissa · 7 months
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Giving Silco a bad eye and making this his symbol was such a genius idea, like it’s so delicious on so many levels.
For one it really adds to his look/design. Fans would often joke that he looks like a rat, which is fair and funny, but imo the goal of the designers was to make him look like a shark. He’s got this peculiar nose that gives his whole head roughly the shape of a shark snout, he’s got the broken teeth that look like triangular shark teeth, and then there’s the eye, which has no eyelid and never blinks, exactly like a shark’s eye.
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(see Jinx gets it)
Then, on the topic of no eyelid, he obvs never blinks with that eye which gives the impression of constant surveillance and being all-knowing. This ties nicely into the eye being his symbol, the image we see of the open eye that never blinks that is present on all the locations he owns/has influence over/oversees. That was most definitely a part of Silco’s Undercity that he established, keeping ppl in line through fear. It’s reflected in his own man refusing to cooperate with Cait but instead of insulting her or claiming loyalty to a cause he says ‘he’ll kill me’, then we also see it with Babette (who I’m certain knew everything but wouldn’t risk it for Vi and so essentially lead Vi to Sevika/her death) and Huck. It’s most obvious with Marcus, how he thought he could do what he wanted (‘rescue Vi’) against Silco’s interests behind his back cos he’ll never find out, but he does find out eventually which puts Marcus and his daughter in a Situation. This is how Silco does business. (Babette knew and didn’t want to find herself in a Situation in the future imo, telling Vi nothing of value, sending Vi away in a way that wouldn’t cast suspicion on herself and wouldn’t tie Vi to the location of her brothel and essentially leading her to Sevika so she could retroactively claim loyalty even if found out.)
In general the eye imagery is often connected to seeing more than others, the third eye and knowledge. All apply to Silco through his ideas of independence and a unified nation that were revolutionary for the Undercity and ahead of its time. Most notable is the moment when he talks to Vander about Zaun, he looks in the distance as tho he can see it in front of him meanwhile others can’t. Here I could also point to other things like him understanding/being right about the Council like ‘I just need to scare them’ and also the thing Silco himself thinks of as a secret knowledge he possesses aka his monster ideology.
Lastly to me the eye in a big way represents his trauma. It’s literally a wound/disability that is the result of the traumatic event in question but metaphorically it also shows how ever since the traumatic event he’s never been able to see the world in a normal way again but that from then on the way he perceives the world is always filtered through the lens of his trauma. And that is the eye that never closes. But I also think it’s very fitting to give him the one bad eye but keep the other eye normal. I’d say it’s a fair assessment of Silco to say he lives with one leg in reality and the other in his delulu land.
And that also creates a nice contrast with Jinx whose designed so that her right eye is covered most times but just by her bang which could symbolize that she has blind spots and that her ability to see reality is obstructed but otherwise her both eyes are normal. But then she reaches her final form with the shimmer eyes, and even tho from a distance it now looks like she has got the bad left eye, in reality both her eyes are ‘trauma eyes’ now and she can’t see reality for what it is anymore.
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 8 months
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To Keep Fighting Part One
Summary: Steve kisses Eddie during the make him pay scene. Steve’s parents are decent folk who are furious about being kept in the dark. Steve’s injuries are rather serious. Hopefully, it's just a two parter. Don't worry, Eddie comes back.
Steve held out his hand to help Eddie up off the mattress. The way Eddie's hips were positioned on the mattress, Steve tried not to think about them thrusting upwards or about that stupid slutty looking bullet belt that hung seductively off of his hips. Eddie grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously as if he knew what Steve was thinking. Maybe if Steve’s eyes hadn't wondered down to his hips or his his face hadn't heated up. Damn it, Steve had been blatantly checking Eddie out, and Eddie knew it.
He grabbed Steve’s hand and let him pull him up. Eddie held onto his hand for a moment, rubbing smooth circles into his skin. He winked and let go. Steve’s face grew warm. Focus on the plan, Harrington, not on the man. Eddie bent over to collect his spear and shield. Steve took the opportunity to let his eyes roam over his backside. Very nice. He heard someone clear their throat, and he saw Robin giving him a questioning look.
"Later," he mouthed.
Eddie straightened up and looked over at Steve, grinning.
"You ever get that feeling like someone is watching you?" Eddie asked. "Strange, isn't or maybe not so strange?"
Steve had been caught. Shit.
"Uh, I mean, yeah, not so strange," Steve cleared his throat. "It happens."
Eddie laughed, placing a hand on Steve’s arm. He lingered for a moment before squeezing his bicep and walking off. Steve didn't really have time to process any of that before they were getting ready to part ways. He made them promise not to be heroes, not to be cute and do anything stupid. Steve turned to walk away.
"Hey, Steve?" Eddie called out.
Steve around, hope rising in his chest as he looked at Eddie, who looked back at Steve. It was a look of such utter clarity that Steve was sure that Eddie was going to walk over to him and kiss him.
"Make him pay," Eddie said.
Steve waited for a moment, hoping for anything else, but when it didn't come, he had to walk away. It felt wrong to leave it like that. What if something went wrong? What if they died?
"Fuck it," Steve cursed.
"Steve, what - " Robin started to say.
Steve turned around and started walking towards Eddie with purpose. He cupped his face and drew him into a searing kiss. Eddie let out a muffled moan before responding eagerly to the kiss. He gripped Steve’s shoulders, pressing his lips hard against his. He let one of his hands travel to the back of Steve’s neck, his fingers curling into his hair. Steve poured everything into the hard, desperate kiss, and he hoped that Eddie somehow knew that he didn't want this to be a one-time thing.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you, big boy?" Eddie asked, leaning his forehead against his. "You better come back now. You kind of owe it to me."
"You better not do anything cute," Steve said.
"Except for you, I promise not to do anything cute," Eddie said.
Steve gave him one more quick kiss and then walked away, feeling hopeful. He smirked when he heard Dustin squeaking and talking animatedly with Eddie behind him. Meanwhile, Robin was gaping at him.
"What the fuck was that?" Robin asked.
"I kissed Eddie," Steve shrugged.
"Yeah, I saw that," Robin said. "I was there. We were all there. You like guys? Since when?"
"I mean, I think I've always liked guy, I just wasn't really sure about it. You know, not until Eddie," Steve shrugged. "Doesn't change how I feel about girls though."
"I can't believe that you kissed a guy before I kissed a girl," Robin said, rolling her eyes affectionately. "Thanks for telling me or showing me. I'm going to go look ahead."
It was awkward because now he was left alone here with Nancy. She was looking at him with an odd look in her eye that he couldn't describe. Was she put off by what he just did? No, Nancy wouldn't be like that. . . would she?
"So, you and Eddie?" Nancy asked.
"You don't have a problem with that, do you?" Steve asked. "I mean, I wouldn't think that you would be, but. . . ,"
"No! No! I don't. I think it's great," Nancy said and sighed. "I know that I've probably been making eyes at you, but I think that maybe, it's just, a trauma response to everything that's going on. Honestly, I think there's always going to be a part of me that's going to be connected with you, a part of me that's always going to have feelings for you. I did have feelings for you. I just didn't know how to deal with everything."
"None of us did," Steve said softly and then paused, smirking. "I don't blame you for making eyes at me. I mean, obviously, you still think that I'm hot."
"Yeah, that's clearly never going to change and clearly, Eddie thinks so too," Nancy scoffed. "He was being so obvious."
"Was he?" Steve asked.
"You whipped off your sweater and threw it at him. The poor man needed a cigarette afterward," Nancy laughed and paused. "You know, I'm not surprised that you like guys."
"Really?" Steve asked.
"You and Tommy were always a bit intimate," Nancy said. "I always thought there was something between you guys, but I figured if you wanted to tell me then you would. I know that I can be pushy sometimes, but I would never push anyone about that."
"Pushy? No, curious or investigative is a better term for you. You really would make a good one," Steve sighed and paused. "You know, there was a few times that we got drunk and got handsy with each other. I didn't really question it then but now. . . with Eddie . . . "
"I think it's different with Eddie. I mean, maybe you were attracted to Tommy but with Eddie, I think that you have real feelings for him too," Nancy said. "And you just weren't ready to accept that part of yourself."
"Well, I'm ready now," he said softly.
"I found it!" Robin exclaimed.
They entered the Creel House and were immediately stopped by the vines on the wall. They nearly choked to death and once again, Steve was gasping for air. Something let them go and they made their way up to the attic. They threw everything they had at the bastard, but he made his escape out the window, wounded but obviously still alive. They made their way back to the trailer, feeling of disappointment and failure weighing heavily on their shoulders. They stopped when they heard the fourth chime and the ground shook. No! No!
"Max," Nancy whimpered.
They ran back towards the trailer, running as fast as their feet could carry them. When they got closer to the trailer, they saw something that made them stop. Dead bats surrounded Dustin and Eddie. Dustin was holding Eddie's still body in his arms and he was sobbing, screaming. Steve froze, his entire body was cold, and he wanted to throw up at the sight of Dustin in such despair. He wanted to scream at the sight of Eddie's still body. Steve collapsed next to them. He was dead. Eddie was dead.
"You promised," Steve whispered. "You promised."
The ground was shaking, and they needed to get out of there. Steve snapped out of it and pulled Dustin away with the help of the others. Dustin was screaming and fighting them. He managed to calm down long enough to let them drag him out of the Upside Down. He knew that they needed to get to the others. When they got to the Creel House, the ambulance was driving away and in the stolen RV, they drove after it. While they were in the hospital, Lucas told them that Max had died and then came back. She had died and now they don't know what's going to happen to her.
This was too much. Too fucking much. As they waited in the hospital, for their parents and to await news on Max. . . the ground shook and Hawkins was hit with a giant earthquake. They all shared a look. Hawkins was being opened, and the Upside Down was spilling into their home. Vecna had won, and they had lost. Everyone's parents had come to collect their kids. . . everyone's except Steve's. . . Shit, they were supposed to come home today.
"Robin! My parents were supposed to come home today!" Steve said.
"Go! We'll stay with the kids. I don't think they're going anywhere, though," Robin said. "No matter how much they try. I think they're talking about carrying them out."
Steve couldn't bring himself to laugh. Eddie was gone, he was gone, and Steve could still taste him on his lips.
"Robin. . . " Steve sniffled.
"Oh, Steve," Robin said and hugged him tightly.
Once she let go, he checked on Dustin before he left for his house. Dustin had hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry," he sobbed.
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Dustin," Steve said and squeezed him, planting a kiss into his hair. "I need to check on my parents, but I'll be back."
"Be careful out there," Dustin said. "Love you."
"Love you too, kid," Steve said ruffling his hair.
He let Claudia pull him into a hug before he left in the stolen RV. There were fires everywhere, splits in the road when he got closer to the center of the town. Bile rose in his throat. How many people died? Were his parents among the dead? When he pulled up in front of his house, he was relieved to see that his parents' car was in the driveway. He stepped out of the vehicle and started to walk up to the house.
Steve could feel the adrenaline start to fade and suddenly he felt really heavy. Everything was starting to hurt. Steve opened the door and walked into his house. He could hear his parents' voices. They were shouting, his name was mixed in somewhere. Everything sounded really far away, like he was under water. Was he in shock?
"Where is he?!" Maggie Harrington yelled. "John, what if he was amongst the - "
"You can't think like that, Mags," John cut her off. "We'll find him."
"Ma! Dad!" Steve called out.
"Oh, thank god!" Maggie shrieked and they ran into the hallway.
Steve collapsed on the floor and threw up all over the carpet.
"Steve!" John yelled.
They rushed to his sides, and he burst into tears when they put their arms around him. Steve yelled out in pain, clutching his parents.
"What happened, my love?" Maggie asked, tearfully. "Sweetheart?"
"Where does it hurt, son?" John asked.
"Everywhere," he sobbed. "We had something. . . we had something. We lost. . . we lost. . . Eddie."
He couldn't help himself when he started telling them everything. Everything. When he was done, he let himself relax in their arms, let himself be soothed by their touch, and then he blacked out.
TWO DAYS LATER. . .
Steve shifted in the recliner, frowning as his mother fussed over him. He hated not being able to do anything, but everything still hurt and as much as he wanted to be able to pretend otherwise, he couldn't really move all that much.
"You don't ever have to worry about us ever leaving again. The company has officially been passed over to Lawrence, and now we can retire. Which is something we have been striving for so that we could spend more time with you," Maggie said as she tucked the covers at his waist.
He was currently shirtless, clothes too sensitive against the road rash on his arms and back.
"You're not going to be too hard on them, are you?" Steve asked.
"Maybe not on Hopper since he spent months in a Russian prison," Maggie said. "They both left us all in the dark. Now, I understand why you didn't tell us, you were listening to them because they were the adults. You're a good boy. Joyce left and I know she was protecting her kids but she left the others here while we were left in the dark. Who was supposed to protect them? It shouldn't have been left all to you, Robin, or Nancy. You're still kids, too. If she was going to leave, then she should have told the other parents. She should have told us."
"Ma, I'm okay," Steve said softly.
"No, love, you're not. I look at you and I see a battle worn soldier. It shouldn't be like that," Maggie sniffled. "I need to yell at someone."
"I seriously told you everything?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, son, you did," John said, leaning against the doorway of the living room. "You also told us about Eddie. . . all about Eddie."
"Dad . . . " Steve trailed off.
"Your mother and I love each other but not in the way that you might think," John said softly, his eyes full of understanding.
"What?" Steve asked in confusion.
"When your father was in Ireland, we hit it off at a bar. We told you that," Maggie said. "We didn't tell you that it was a gay bar."
"What? What were you two doing in a gay bar?" Steve asked.
"I'm a lesbian, dear," Maggie said.
"I'm gay," John said.
"What?! You two are married!" Steve exclaimed.
"We love each other, and we are best friends. We made vows to each other, to our friendship, and we kept them. This marriage may not be romantic or sexual. It does have meaning," Maggie said. "And we've each had partners over the years. We're sorry for not telling you sooner.
"It's okay. Wait. . .How did you - ?"
"Turkey baster," John said. "We both really wanted a kid, and we were blessed with you."
"Holy shit!" Steve exclaimed and then he laughed. "A gay guy and a lesbian walk into a bar, get married, and make a bisexual baby!"
"It's the gayest joke ever!" John laughed.
"John!" Maggie exclaimed but the corners of her mouth were twitching.
"What? Our kid is funny," John said and then he looked at Steve softly. "I'm proud of you, son."
"As am I," Maggie said.
Just as Steve was about to cry the doorbell rang. He quickly wiped at his eyes as his parents went to answer the door. Claudia and Sue rushed to Steve's side as soon as they entered the living room. Charles and the Wheelers followed behind.
"How are you doing, dear?" Sue asked.
"I mean, it hurts but I'll be okay," Steve said.
"Oh, honey," Claudia said.
"Claudia, Sue, I want to thank you for looking after our son while we were away," Maggie said. "I didn't get a chance earlier."
"It was our pleasure, Maggie. He's a great kid," Sue said, looking at him proudly.
"Thank you for telling us about what's been going on with our kids," Claudia said and then sighed. "We haven't been able to pull them away from Max for even a second. Poor girl. Everything they've been through. . . Everything you've been through, Steve."
"I still can't believe it," Ted said, shaking his head.
"Believe what you want, Ted," Karen said as she clutched Holly close to her. "But there's a gaping hole in the middle of town."
Steve smiled. It sounds like they've had that argument before. Maggie knelt down next to Steve.
"We've also contacted Wayne Munson. He's going to come by and we're going to let him know what happened. He's been putting up missing posters," Maggie said softly.
"He deserves to know," Steve said and then he looked ashamed. "I don't know if I can tell him."
"It's alright, love, you don't have to do everything," Maggie said. "We'll handle it."
She pressed a kiss to his forehead. The doorbell rang and she left to go answer it. Steve watched his parents lead Wayne Munson into the living room and he looked down at his hands. They shouldn't have to do this. None of this should have happened. Steve should have stayed behind. No, what if something happened to Robin and Nancy? He had to go and be a hero. He to be cute. Why the fuck couldn't he have listened? Why did he have to try to save them?
He blinked back tears. Getting mad at Eddie wouldn't do anything either. It wouldn't bring him back and getting angry at the guy who was truly responsible for all of this wouldn't help either. Although, picturing bringing that asshole back to life only to kill him over and over again helped a little bit. All of this was so fucked up.
"Steve, are you -," Karen started to say.
"Mommy! It's snowing!" Holly exclaimed.
Karen went to the window her daughter was peering out of and looked outside. Karen gasped causing everyone to rush to the window. Steve was a little slower than everyone else, but he made it to the window.
"What is that?" Claudia asked.
"It's the Upside Down," Steve said. "It's coming into Hawkins."
Steve. . . where am I. . . Steve, I'm so sorry. . . fuck. . . am I dead?
Suddenly, the bat bites flared painfully, and he bent over, screaming. Steve collapsed to the floor, and everyone quickly surrounded him.
"Mommy, what's wrong with Steve?" Holly cried.
"I don't know, sweetie," Karen said.
"John! Maggie!" Sue shrieked.
The last thing he saw before he blacked out was his parents rushing into the room with a sad, panicked looking Wayne Munson. Everything around him was dark and the floor beneath him was wet. Steve walked toward an object in the middle of the strange looking room. As he got closer, he discovered that it was person hunched over and crying. Steve moved forward, his foot making a loud splash in the water. The person whirled around. Steve's heart leapt into his throat. It was Eddie.
"Stevie?!" Eddie exclaimed. "Are you real?"
"Are you real?" Steve asked.
Eddie jumped up and threw himself into Steve's arms, hugging him tightly. Steve winced but hugged him back, burrowing his head into Eddie's neck.
"Did I die, Steve?" Eddie asked.
"Yeah, yeah, you did," Steve said and pulled back from the hug. "You promised that you wouldn't do anything!"
"I'm sorry, Stevie," Eddie said. "I just didn't want anything to happen to you like they did with Chrissy. I didn't want to lose you."
"Instead, I lost you. We lost you," Steve said.
"I think I'm in hell, Steve," Eddie sniffled. "It's like I'm dreaming sometimes. It's mostly just memories. Other times, it's like I'm looking through my eyes but it's like I'm not in control. There's this voice in my head, Steve, and he's telling me or whatever I am now, what to do."
"Like you're a puppet?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, I can see Hawkins and it's a wreck. The voice keeps telling me to feed, Steve, but I don't want to and for a brief moment I can take control. Instead, I went after a deer and there's blood dripping down my chin. It's a nightmare, Stevie," Eddie said.
"I think maybe that it might not be a dream," Steve replied. "I think you're alive, but I don't think you're in control. I mean, the Mind Flayer controlled people last year. You have to fight him, Eddie, you have to take control."
"I don't know, I don't think that I can," Eddie sobbed.
"Baby, yes, you can. You have to, not just for Dustin. My parents just told Wayne that you're dead. He's a mess," Steve said. "Eddie, he thinks you're dead. I hate to be a dick, but do you really want to leave him alone? You have to fight, okay?"
"He thinks that I'm dead," Eddie said softly. "He's probably better off. I mean, I've always been a burden. I mean, he doesn't even get his own bedroom, I'm a constant screw up and I'm sure the murder allegations aren't going to be easy for him. He's better off."
"Don't you fucking say that!" Steve yelled at him, gripping his shirt tightly. "No one is better off without you! Dustin is a wreck without you! He thinks that it's his fault that you died. You can't leave him like this. You can't leave me like this. There isn't a minute that goes by that I don't think of you! Please, I want to be with you. I want to take you on a date. I want to hold you and to be held by you. I want to know more about you. Please, I want you. Most importantly, I want you to fight for you and everyone who loves you. Please, fight."
Eddie surged forward and kissed him, holding Steve's face in his hands. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Steve's.
"Okay," he said.
"Okay," Steve smiled.
"You know, offering to suck my dick would have saved a lot more oxygen than that speech you gave," Eddie said.
"Why'd you have to ruin it?" Steve laughed.
"Nah, I didn't ruin it. I think I made it better," Eddie said. "It was a nice speech, Stevie."
Steve's eyes opened to find his parents crying over him. His nose was wet. Why was his nose wet? He touched his face and when he pulled his hand away, there was blood on his fingers.
"Sweetheart?" Maggie sobbed and he looked at her.
"Eddie . . . ," he said smiling.
"What about, Eddie, son?" Wayne asked.
"He's alive," Steve said before passing out again.
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troubleluli · 2 years
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Busted
Summary: During summer Y/N Henderson and Steve Harrington start dating while Dustin was at the camp, they’re thinking about how to tell him when he runs into them and freaks out.
Type: Fluffy and a bit of angst (maybe, idk)
Warnings: Cursing.
Note¹: this is the first time ever I’m writing so be nice pls 
Note²: also english it’s not my first language so be nice (again) pls
Word count: 1.2k
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During the hunt for dart Y/N Henderson and Steve Harrington became friends, they couldn’t stand staying near to each other before and now they’re kicking some demodogs ass. Well, life is weird. Hawkins is weird. When everything ended, Dustin and Steve still hung out together and you were dragged with them. You didn’t complain though you like to spend time with your brother and you wouldn’t admit but like Steve’s company.
When your brother heads to his summer camp you decide to keep hanging out with Steve and without your brother every meeting looks like a date till you guys make it official. Is cool dating Steve, he was not an ass anymore and he’s also a dork which made you laugh a lot, you love it. 
As summer was on Steve got himself a job that you loved. You can get free ice cream whenever you’re there, he just can't deny it to you. Meanwhile Steve's wearing a really cute and funny sailor uniform that he proclaims every 2 seconds he hates. So now is just one of those days that you spend at Scoops Ahoy at the back enjoying your ice cream while chatting with your boyfriend.
“So Dustin is coming home soon and I don't want him to know about us yet, don't get me wrong, but I know my brother and even though you're his best friend he still gonna want to kill you.” Steve's eyes widen after you said your brother might want to kill him, you chuckle but calm him down “he loves you babe, everyone knows that but I’m still his older sister and he feels he needs to protect me. He’ll probably just try to threaten you for a while, then he’ll be supportive and plan our wedding.” you giggle at the end of your sentence because you know that's not a lie, Dustin probably will want to plan your wedding.
Steve relax with that and kisses you, you guys start making out at the back of Scoops Ahoy while Robin covers Steve for a few minutes but then someone bust out the door, you jump a little and Steve was ready to tell Robin fuck off for a few more minutes but another voice come out.
“WHAT. THE. FUCK.”
“You gotta be kidding me, my fucking sister Steve, MY SISTER, she’s off limits. You knew. I told you.” Dustin looks like he’s gonna explode, this is not how you want your brother to find out about it. Actually, Dustin seeing you and Steve making out was something you wish he would never see.
“Hey, relax Henderson, let’s talk.” Steve tries to calm him down. 
“NO. Y/N let’s go home” Dustin says sharply.
“Dusty, c’mon, don’t need to act like that.” You plead for your brother “and when you came back? you didn’t tell me that you’re coming home now” you’re confused, your little brother is back after a whole month at a camp and he didn’t go for you.
“Yesterday.” He sighs, “mom told me you’re sleeping over so I decided I wanted to surprise you.” He points to you, looking a little sad “but then I came here expecting to see my best friend and he is sucking my sisters’ face” now pointing to Steve and his anger is back.
“Bro, I wasn’t sucking your sister's face,” Steve simpered “we’re just making out.” You slap your boyfriend’s arm muting a “not helping.”
“I don’t care, let’s go Y/N.” He starts to walk off but you drag him back, setting him down at the other side of the room and blocking the door.
“You’re not going. We’re not going.” You sigh, letting your head fall back a little, shutting your eyes, then you look at your boyfriend with pleading eyes, almost like you're crying for help. “Look, after you went to that camp Steve and I keep seeing each other, and without you here, we um… we realize we like each other more than just friends.” You shrug, not really knowing how to tell your brother about it.
“Yeah, we really like each other buddy.” Steve says camly, trying not to piss Dustin off even more. “I know you said I shouldn’t hit on your sister, but she’s amazing. It’s kinda hard not to fall in love with her.” He smiles and looks at you lovely, you can’t help but smile back. 
“Okay, cut that bullshit,” Dustin says firmly. You stare blankly at your brother. He's really enraged. “How long has this been happening?” 
“Almost a month,” Steve answered quietly.
“OH MY-” his jaw drops a little “you guys started dating almost as soon as I left. What a best friend and what a sister I have” Dustin says letting his arms fall next to him, he is overreacting.
You don’t know what to say anymore. Your brother is hurt, you see that but didn’t plan to make him furious, you thought he would just freak out a little, intimidate Steve and then be happy about you guys. But he can’t snap out of the “freak out phase” and it’s beginning to get on your nerves.
“SHUT UP DUSTIN!” You yell. He and Steve stare blankly at you, definitely not expecting you to lose it. “Look, I get that you’re upset about it. We didn’t tell you ‘cause you’re away having fun at the camp, so it didn't seem the right time to tell you.” Your brother looks more relaxed now and you keep going, “Steve and I wanted to tell you, we’re just talking about it before you walk in.” You take a deep breath before continuing, “we really like each other, he makes me happy and I know you want to see me happy. I enjoy spending time with him. He's gentle with me and funny and I really love him. So if you're afraid that he’s gonna break my heart you’re totally allowed to kick his ass.” You grin, Steve eyes widened and he interferes, “hey, hey, hey, no one's gonna kick my ass because I’m not going to break your heart baby.” He kisses your cheek.
You flush a little and clean your throat, “So, as I was saying, if you’re also afraid that you’re gonna spend less time with us, don’t. We’re a team. We’re not gonna split. Never.” You say with a warm smile to comfort your brother and he sends you a toothless smile.
Dustin hugs you and looks deadly to Steve. “You know, break her heart and I’ll break you.” And the threat is here. Steve holds his hands up like he's surrendering. “Not gonna happen.” He winks at you and you giggle.
Dustin sighs, “I have a few things to say.” He starts. “First of all, no kissing when I’m around. Second, don’t flirt or say/do gross things when I'm here.” You nodded, he’s not asking for anything absurd, “yeah, whatever.” Steve says deadpan and you glare at him.
“Fine Dusty.” You sound kinda annoyed and can’t help but grin at it. It's cute to see your brother acting like that. 
Dustin cracks his hands, “but let's get to business.” He makes a dramatic pause glancing between you and Steve. “I intercepted a secret russian communication.” 
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rrenzwrld · 2 months
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secreto de amor XIII
chapter 13! read chapter 12 here
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ever since jean found out about the relationship between you and connie, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel some type of way. he specifically told connie not to pursue his sister in any way because of how he did women but apparently connie ignored his wishes and now jean was gonna have to say something to him about it.
“what did i tell you about fucking with my sister, connie?”
“all we did was kiss—“
“i don’t care. leave her alone, she doesn’t need to be in your bullshit or whatever the fuck.”
“she’s grown, i’m grown. what’s the issue?”
“the issue is that she’s my family and i wouldn’t wanna see her hurt especially over a man. now to see her hurt over you? i’d definitely beat your ass. she’s innocent, pure, and just an all around good girl so i don’t need you fucking that up.. like everything else.”
“the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“you know what i’m talking about.” connie couldn’t protest but he really wasn’t about to let jean’s words pull him away from you. he was just thinking of ways to be sneaky about it.
“whatever man, i get it. just don’t be tryna lecture me like i’m some kid.”
“keep it up and i’ll knock your ass into tomorrow.” connie let out a slight chuckle, which did the same for jean so the tension went away after they got to doing their thing.
meanwhile, you had just gotten off work and wanted to do some shopping before coming home so you went to the mall. after buying a few pieces of clothing, you went to your favorite shoe store to look and see what sneakers you wanted to another time but what happened as you were browsing was something you had not expected.
“y/n?” you looked up and saw your ex, zayvion and you froze. you were sure that after the breakup, you’d be free of him but apparently you were terribly mistaken because now he gotten a job at one of your favorite stores. you knew he worked there because of the uniform but you questioned if it was because he knew it was your favorite store and he was trying to find a way to see you again.
“zay…you um, work here now?” he nodded. “when?”
“been here for about a week. was kinda hoping to run into you.” he smiled. “how you been?”
you gulped. “good, you?” you were only keeping small conversation to be nice but you were breaking down on the inside and wanted to cry.
“great, thank you.” there was silence so you took that as an opportunity to leave quickly.
once you made it home, connie and jean were sitting on the couch talking and greeted you as you came in with your bags. you weren’t really in the mood so you went straight to your room.
“can i check on her at least?” connie looked to jean after the conversation they had. jean obviously didn’t want that right now.
“no.” jean got up and went to your room to see your bags on the floor and you were on your phone. “you alright?”
“yeah.”
“did you enjoy the shopping?”
“i did until i didn’t. i saw zay.”
“zay? he works at the mall now? since when?”
“he said about a week. but i didn’t stay long enough to ask him anything else.” even though it happened a bit ago, you still felt traumatized from what happened. jean didn’t really know what else to say. you were a hard person to comfort because you didn’t necessarily display how you felt and kept everything in your head instead.
“it’s good you walked away, you don’t need that right now.”
“right.” it was a bit of silence before jean left your room and you started looking at what you bought and put the stuff away after. hours had passed and you had fallen asleep before there was a knock at your door that woke you up. you got up from your bed to open the door to see connie standing in the doorway.
“hey.”
“hey, i thought you were gone by now.” connie shook his head.
“nah, couldn’t leave without seeing you.” he smiled and your struggled to hide your smile. “plus your brother stepped out so i’m sneaking around right now.”
“cool.” you stepped aside to let him in your room before closing the door behind him.
“i saw you looked upset earlier, what happened?” connie sat in the bean bag chair in your room.
you didn’t feel like reciting what happened again but you did anyways. “i went to the mall and saw my ex. it bothered me so i left.”
“did you talk to him?”
“only because he was talking to me and i didn’t wanna be rude. but i didn’t talk to him for long.” connie wanted to ask about what happened because you never told him but he didn’t wanna feel like he was overstepping. but he tried to anyway just to see.
“what happened between yall? if you don’t mind me asking.”
“he cheated and i saw.”
connie looked surprised. “you saw? saw what?”
“him cheating, duh.”
“no like what did he do exactly?”
“eating another bitch out. i wanted to go to his house to surprise him because his parents were gone that weekend. we dated for two years.” connie could tell how mellow and somber your voice had become and understood this was a difficult topic for you.
“i’m sorry.”
you scoffed. “me too…” you mumbled.
“anyways—“ the both of you went silent at the sound of the door opening which indicated that jean was back and connie had to leave your room. “this shit is getting annoying, for real.” he commented as you tried to shove him out as quickly as you could before jean could get angry at anyone.
“bye, connie.” you shut the door behind him.
“i thought you said you were leaving?” jean placed some bags down on the counter.
“i’m leaving now tho so i don’t wanna hear your shit, j.” and with that, connie left the apartment.
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Does oddduck know that Bruce is Batman or is he just a billionaire helping out Superman? Bc if not it would be adorable for oddduck to go on one of her rabbit holes and gush about Batman meanwhile Clark’s eye is twitching.
I mean she knows but she knows because Clark accidentally let slip the truth- here's his eye twitching anyway
"It was fine, Clark- I just went because-"
"Fine. Right," Clark huffed, watching you pick up a box off your doorstep. "So what did-"
He breaks off and watches you for a second, watching you open the box carefully and pick up a card from the top, biting your lip as you read it before tucking it carefully aside and untying the string that held the brown paper in place. "Did you get an advance on something?" Clark asked, peering over your shoulder to see a leather-bound copy of a book.
"No-"
"It looks pricey," he said, feeling annoyed. Bruce didn't have any idea what he was doing. He couldn't. You were going to think- well. As he watched you open it carefully, skimming your fingers over the words, it was hard to tell what you thought. But, it didn't make him less annoyed.
"Y/N he's dangerous," Clark said softly.
"And you're a space Alien," you point out, "Basically any time we went out in the woods we were one laser blast away from living in ET."
"Y/N-"
"He doesn't even like me that way it's just- I talked about this book a lot when we were in Prague- and he's being nice."
"You like him," Clark said folding his arms.
"Is there anyone who doesn't? I mean isn't that-"
"No, you really like him," Clark said, straining to keep the distaste out of his voice. "But I don't think-"
"Well. Ultimately it doesn't matter what either of us think. It matters that he's just being nice and I'm a way to pass time-"
"Y/N he's not-"
"Pick a struggle, Clark. Either you want me to be happy or you want me to be bubble wrapped but those two things aren't possible at the same time," you sigh, carefully closing the book.
"The last time-"
"Is also not your business," you tell him. "I didn't ask you to interfere-"
"He was a piece of shit," Clark said, "And you just-"
"I didn't 'just' anything," you sigh. "Can you please-"
"If he doesn't treat you right-"
"We're not in a relationship!"
"Well he sent you a book so, if you're not you're the only one who doesn't know yet."
"Clark."
"Just pointing it out-"
"Well don't," you snap. "I don't interfere with you and Lois-"
"Since when?" he snorted.
"Knowing things against my will isn't the same as seeking the information out," you tell him. 'You both tell me everything. All the time. And fuck-"
When your voice breaks off and you walk away from him to get your composure back Clark stops and looks at the box on the table. "Y/N- I don't-"
"I love you both but fuck," you snap, "do you know how fucking lonely it is when your only two friends are a married couple? And every time-" You stop yourself and shake your head, wiping away frustrated tears. "You know what? It doesn't matter. Thanks for your concern but- I don't think it matters."
"Y/N-"
"I'm not talking about this anymore," you tell him. "I'll get the banana bread for you to take to Lois so you don't miss dinner."
Clark nodded silently felt quietly furious with himself as he listened to you rustling around in your kitchen. Of course you were lonely. And of course you were annoyed. And worse you felt like you couldn't say anything. "I'm sor-"
"No."
"Y/N."
"Extra no. Just take your banana bread and hug Lois for me."
"Call Ma," Clark scolded, letting himself be herded out the door, "She misses you."
"I will," you answer.
"Hey," Clark said gently, squeezing you against his side and kissing the top of your head, "I love you, kay? You're my favorite weirdo."
" 'kay," you murmur, hugging him back briefly before letting him go and stepping back into your house.
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shannankle · 5 months
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The Sign Episode 7 Thoughts
Showing abs is apparently necessary for good art (taking notes)
Okay but are they talking about having him paint him, make love, or kill him and make him a part of the art (they keep showing the art tools like torture tools)
That love scene was really beautiful, love the way it makes the art very visceral. The way it's framed reminds me a bit of Hannibal and the way bodies there are framed as art.
Ah so we are intentionally blurring the lines here between love making, art, and potential murder--cause the scene of him washing off the paint is pulled straight from a crime thriller. I like the contrast between the red paint and the blue lighting.
Interesting bathroom, the shot is really pretty, but logistically how do you shower without getting everything wet. The mirror is really interesting though. Practically it's a good way to make sure he gets all the paint off. But it also highlights how alone he is here, with only his own reflection to keep him company.
Yai why are you trying to stop Tharn from saving someone?
These guys are so bad at working, meanwhile Yai is telling Tharn not to get distracted from the job they're already all not doing
Oh I like the way the actor plays Mr. Montree. A lot of actors would overplay the sinister aspect to make sure the audience really gets it, but instead of any tension in his voice or body language, he comes across quite genuine and warm in his responses. We can still pick up the tension if we observe the captain and read between the lines of what he's saying. Nice!
Tharn, darling, maybe don't tip the guy off! I'm glad Yai told him that was stupid
Ah hello again Nat's abs!
Interesting that most of the guests are in black, white, or beige, but Mr. Montree is in blue and Phaya's grandma is in red. Of course those are the colors used in the painting and earlier with Art. It makes sense that Mr. Montree would stand out, but I'm curious why Phaya's grandma in particular. Will she become more important? Is she related to Mr. Montree in some way?
I'd love to know more about the artists and art they used for this episode. There's some really gorgeous pieces
Oh no a broken statue I'm getting Shadow flashbacks
Wait why would they detain Art? It was clearly an accident
Dr. Chachacha stepping up to say Art is his patient, what is this Hannibal? Dr. Chalecter over here! It's got to be an influence right? Cause I was getting similar vibes in the opening scenes too
I wonder if hysteria as a term has the same connotations as it does in Western psychiatry. Like is it still a term that's used medically? Or is it clearly outdated? If it's the later, why doesn't that raise any eyebrows? Either way it fits with his sinister role in the story and the way he riles Phaya up to cause problems and make it seem like Phaya is dangerous or hysterical. Say Art is hysterical and off his meds and you can discredit him. How much of that is Dr. Chalecter using some sort of power on people is hard to say.
Huh, even after that back and forth, I'm not quite sure what the show's perspective is here on mental illness. They aren't necessarily pushing back on the idea that it can make you dangerous, even if there's some nuance added. Though Dr. Chalecter did get in a funny burn telling Phaya: you're not mentally ill, your personality just sucks.
Okay I get that Phaya is acting like an idiot because he's scared, but my patience is a little thin. It's just not a dynamic I enjoy. I'm kind of hoping it really is Dr. Chalecter's doing.
Oooof Dr. Chalecter is over here distinguishing "normal" people vs mentally ill people. Rich and ableist! Despite the copganda the show is at least giving us evil psychiatrists.
No don't bring the charismatic psychiatrist into your police investigation! It's like the captain hasn't even seen Hannibal!
Did Kao's body get put into the art and that's why they can't find him?
Okay I guess I'm glad it wasn't portrayed as him killing out of madness or mental illness, that's a relief.
Tharn's visions are getting super convenient and helpful now. I like the touch of focusing on the clock in the flashback
Imagine being the poor cab driver. You pick up a guy with a bleeding neck and instead of going to the hospital he asks you to drop him somewhere sketchy
Why would you sit in the car to get evidence? Wouldn't that disrupt things?
These two have no chill, why are they bickering in front of everyone's salad. Also not sure why we needed a montage of the meeting.
Kitty Kitty Kitty Kitty!!!
Oh Phaya's little meow to deflect, adorable!
Huh the grandma's comments about not understanding people's motivations and everyone losing their minds are troubling. Feels in line with what the episode seems to be bringing up around mental illness. Even with Tharn's response, I'm not really sure what the show is trying to say about the topic. Kind of similar to last week's take on justice.
Kitty makes the perfect transition shot!
Interesting how the final scenes between Phaya and Tharn here mirror Art and Kao but with very different endings. Both begin in spaces where Art and Phaya make and display their art. Tharn and Kao are invited into these intimate spaces. But the couple's follow opposite trajectories--one betraying that intimacy (Kao) and the other (Thar) deciding to take a leap of faith and trust in it.
Art and Kao make love in a scene that may have just been a fantasy, but, real or not, the scene has a dream-like aesthetic that is edging into nightmare. We then learn they fought and separated.
In contrast, Phaya and Tharn talk, resonate with each other emotionally and come together. They then make love. Like, Art and Kao's love scene, there's a fantastic quality, but this one stays out of nightmare territory.
The mirrors are particularly notable. We end with mirror's capturing Phaya and Tharn together, intimate. While we began with Art in his bathroom, the mirrors highlighting how alone he is.
A final thought: It has been 4 weeks since Sand has graced our screens, now we must wait at least a week more and that is a true crime!
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samantha-rae-velcher · 10 months
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Swaggersouls x Fem reader
Requested by: none
Warnings: friends to lovers, fluff, swearing, Y/n gets injured, mentions of near death experience.
A/n: If you don't like the warnings please don't read!
Summary: The misfits are having a podcast, Toby brings up what happens to Y/n when they took a trip to where there is snow. Swagger tells the tale, but leaves out a bit of what really happened.
Tag: @goldenstarofthunderclan @youngcreatorlady
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"Welcome back to the misfits podcast! Rated five stars on YouTube by BuddhazTwinSister, she says "Been watching this podcast a long time, the humor never gets old. Keep up the good work, love you guys." Thank you, BuddhazTwinSister. We appreciate it." Fitz chuckled. "I'm joined here today with Swaggersouls."
Swagger waved. "Howdy."
"TobyontheTele."
"Hey."
"Mason aka Zuckles."
"Hello."
"And Y/n aka Y/Y/N (Your YouTube Name)."
"What's up."
"And of course, we have me. Hi I'm Fitz."
There was silence in the room for a few seconds before Y/n broke it.
"Wow...that's amazing...it's nice to meet you."
Fitz nodded his head and stared at her.
"This is just fuckin cooked, ey?" Mason chuckled.
Toby cracked her knuckles, gripping her mic and looking between the rest of the group.
"Maybe we should start off by telling everyone why Y/n wasn't posting and wasn't on the last podcast."
"Yeah." Fitz agreed. "Anyone wanna start?"
"So what happened." Swagger began. "We were all sitting down and Mason sparked this brilliant idea, and I'm doing air quotes, because your idea nearly killed Y/n."
"My idea didn't nearly kill her."
"Anyway!" Swagger yelled. "So the idea was, since Y/n missed the snow, because she's from Illinois. If you didn't know, it snows there. So Mason came up with the plan that we were gonna take her to where there's snow, so we do. We get there everything is all well and good, we go snow boarding and skating. Until Mason sparks another idea, he decides to push Y/n, not knowing that just over the small cliff they were on was a pond."
Mason covered his face, and Y/n reached over and rubbed his back.
"So he pushes her over this cliff, right? And Y/n falls through the ice of this pond, right into the freezing cold water. Toby, Matt, and I realize what just happened and we throw off our skis and snowboards, and run down the side of this cliff. Meanwhile Y/n can barely pull herself out of the water-"
"Sorry to cut you off, Swagger." Y/n said. "But when I hit that water all my strength and air was ripped from me. I could barely keep my head up, it was that cold." She nodded over to Swags. "Please continue."
"Yeah, so anyway. We get down to her and I start removing my jackets and shit, Toby pulls her out and I wrap her in my winter coat. When we finally get her back to the hotel that was just up the hill from where be were snowboarding, she was shaking, her lips were turn blue, and her hair was ice. But now she's okay." He pulled Y/n close and wrapped his arm around her. "She's safe, and warm. And we're never gonna let Mason push her off another cliff."
Y/n smiled and rested her head on his shoulder, burying her face in his neck. She thought back to what happened, how scary it all was. But the warmth of Swaggers body, and his scent when he wrapped his coat around her and pulled her close.
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"Oh my God! Mason! What the fuck!" Swagger yelled, he ran towards the edge of the cliff, looking over and attempting to see where Y/n had landed.
"What the hell happened!?" Toby asked, frantic as Matt and her came hauling ass to them.
Swaggers eyes searched the snowy ground below, until he saw Y/n splash out of what must've been a pond frozen over and covered in snow.
"I thought it was solid ground, I didn't know it was water." Mason said.
"You fuckin retard." Swagger pushed him out of the way and ran down the side of the cliff, Toby and Matt hot on his tail.
He began ripping his jacket off as Toby pulled Y/n from the frigid waters, he ran over and wrapped his warm coat around her and looked for a way back up the hill.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"C-cold."
He pulled her into a warm embrace, kissing her forehead.
"I know, we need to get you back to the hotel."
"Swagger!" Toby yelled. "We can get back up over here."
They trudged through the snow, all the way back to the hotel. Swagger took her into his room, closing the drapes and walking back over to her as she removed her snow suit.
"We gotta take these off." He whispered.
He slowly pulled her shirt up over her head, dropping it to the floor. He then began unbuttoning her jeans and throwing them over by her shirt.
"I'm gonna run a warm bath for. Take your clothes off, Y/n. Their soaked."
She did as she was told, the thought of a warm bath making her smile. Y/n made her way over to the bathroom door, leaning against the frame as she shivered and watched Swagger run his hand through the water, checking if it was the right temperature.
"We need to wait till that fills." He stood up, walking past her to get her some fresh clothes.
He went over to his suit case and grabbed a T-shirt, setting it on the bed. Swagger then took out a pair of his sweats, placing them next to the shirt.
"E-Eric." Y/n could barely speak.
He looked up, realizing how badly she was shaking. Swagger hurried over, wrapping his arms around her frozen body. He flinched at just how cold her skin was, placing his hand at the back of her head and moving her so her face was pressed to the side of his neck.
"Come here, the bath is almost full. You'll be okay." He whispered.
"I'm s-so cold."
The warmth of his body made her heart race, and the fact that she was naked and he was fully clothed made the feeling of arousal rise within her.
"You don't have to do this." She said, her voice rather quiet. "You don't have to take care of me, no one else is."
"Exactly, no one else is. I want too."
Y/n nearly whimpered when she felt his soft lips press against her neck, and the scruff of his beard gently rub at the same time.
"It's full."
"Hmm?" He asked.
"The tub."
Swagger turned, shutting off the water and helping her into the bath. She let out a tired sigh when the water engulfed her up to her neck. Swagger knelt down next to the tub, planting a soft kiss to her temple.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered.
"Why? Mason pushed me, you didn't."
"But still, you could've died. I should've been right there."
"Eric, you can't always be right next to me, holding my hand and keeping me out of danger. It wasn't your fault, and I'm alive. If it didn't happen, would we be sharing this moment?"
His dark brown eyes locked with hers for a moment, as if he was reading her thoughts. Slowly he shook his head, then whispered.
"You never know."
Y/n snuggled into the warm blankets, the group had only been at the hotel for a night, and his bed already smelt like him. Swagger slid underneath the blanket, pulling her against him, and wrapping his arms around her.
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"I'm still a bit chilled."
Swagger ran his fingers through her hair, bringing her head down against his chest.
"I'm right here, you'll warm up in a minute. We have all night."
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"So what happened when you two were alone?" Toby asked.
They all looked at Swagger and Y/n.
"We cuddled and he warmed me up."
"Yeah...and I fucked her in a hot shower."
"Did you really!?" Fitz asked.
"No, I cuddled her and made sure she was warm. We woke up beside each other in the morning and well...maybe shit happened...maybe it didn't."
Fitz nodded. "Well, you've heard it here folks. Hope you enjoyed, this has been the misfits podcast. We'll see you again next week."
THE END ❤️
I hope you enjoyed
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elly99 · 7 months
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us without me V: sleep
A story series from the perspective of Mia (fem!Reader/OC) as she goes through her memories and recounts falling in love with her best friend in high school, Minji. She suffers in silence until she breaks and it all comes crashing down.
Part 5 of 7. Check here for more details. Reading previous parts for context is encouraged.
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The combination of street lamps and car headlights nearly blinds you as you step back outside. It was colder than you were expecting. Noticing your discomfort, she locks arms with you and pulls you close.
“I know it’s a little cold but do you wanna take the long way home and walk by the river?”
“Sure,” you muttered. “That sounds nice.”
“I’ll keep you warm! Don’t worry!” she reassures.
You knew she could tell you were still a little upset. Your heart melts knowing she was doing her best to lift your mood. But you remain silent. You didn’t quite know what to say. You didn’t even know if there were words to describe how you were feeling.
She continues to lead the way, guiding you through streets you couldn’t recognize, though their names were familiar. Everything just felt like a blur. And all the while she had her arm around yours. Even if it felt real, even if you wanted it to mean something more, you reminded yourself that you’d stopped pretending you were hers any longer.
After a few minutes she finally breaks the silence.
“You ok?” she asks, turning to you but avoiding eye contact. Her voice was as sweet as ever.
“Oh, yeah! It’s just… a lot to take in.” Your gaze falls to the ground as you take a deep breath.
Then she turns to you. “Mia, I’m really sorry. I…”
“Hey, no,” you cut her off. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be acting this way. I’m really happy for you, Min. I hope you know that.”
She nods with a smile.
“It’s just that…” You pause to find the right words. “It’s a combination of a lot of things. It’s just hard to believe that soon you’ll be an idol and I just know you’ll be sooo busy. You’re gonna be a celebrity. Like, that’s insane to me. One day we’re high school kids and the next you’re suddenly… a star. Everyone will know you.”
“You don’t know that. We might not even make it big.”
“I don’t buy that for a second. The world’s gonna love you, Minj.”
She smiles again but this time not at you. Still, you catch what seems like a subtle blush on her cheek as she looks away.
“But that’s just it. I feel like I’m losing my best friend to the world somehow. I have no clue what I’m even gonna be doing next year. Meanwhile, you’ve got it all planned out. I just feel… left behind, I guess. Especially since you’ll be gone on your birthday. It’ll be the first time we won’t celebrate it together. It just feels like a turning point and I just…”
Sensing that your emotions were boiling over, she quickly drops her bags and wraps her arms around you. Behind her you see the reflection of the full moon in the Han river come into view.
“…feel so alone.”
“But you’re not alone, Mimi.” She gently rubs your back to the rhythm of the waves on the water. “I’ll always be here for you, ok?”
Only silent tears in response. But she doesn’t see them.
“Yes, I’ll be busy and yes, I’ll be away a lot. But I’ll never leave, ok?”
“Ok,” is all you can muster.
“I love you.”
“I… love you.”
“I’m not gonna leave. You’ll always have me by your side. I promise you that.”
And I promise one day I’ll get over you. But not tonight.
-
The long walk home was filled with silence. Both of you wanting to reassure the other, but neither of you knowing what to say. So you both just shuffle along awkwardly, arms still locked but less tight than before, until your house heaves into view. You notice the lights still on as you approach.
“I guess they’re still up.” You gesture to the bags in your hand holding your new jeans. “I’ll quickly drop these off and pack my things.”
“Mmm. But you have clothes at my place, you know?”
“Toiletries?”
“I have everything, bro.”
“Cool. I’ll just go say good night, then.”
“Me, too. I’ll come with you.”
It was difficult having her around in front of your family. You always had to pray they didn’t catch the way you looked at her. The way you fell apart when she looked at you. To avoid that situation entirely you run upstairs and leave everything in your room while she makes conversation with them downstairs. It was 11:11 and you wish you could leave your feelings in your room, too. Hide them away forever where they couldn’t hurt you. But the framed pictures and polaroids of the both of you scattered all around the room reminded you that was impossible. So you keep your ring in your pocket, turn off the light and close the door.
You say good night in unison as you step back outside.
“You’re always so sweet with them, Min. They seem a lot happier when you’re around than with their own daughter.” You chuckle to yourself.
“Well, without them I wouldn’t have you.” She turns to you with a soft smile. “It’s always nice seeing them. They remind me of you.”
You don’t return her smile. You can’t. Instead you look straight ahead, walking the familiar path down the street to her place.
“And maybe if you weren’t frowning all the time, they’d enjoy your company more, bro,” she says teasingly, gently nudging you with her elbow.
You manage to laugh a little. “I guess you’re right.”
Brief silence as you walk side by side under the moonlight.
“Hey, Min?”
“Mmm?”
“Thanks again for tonight. For everything. And again I’m sorry for being this down.”
“Bro, it’s all good.”
“I’m really excited for you, I promise.”
“I know, don’t worry.”
“And… I love you.”
She smiles. Though it wasn’t quite happiness in her eyes.
“I know, don’t worry,” she repeats.
Did she really?
-
“Hey, can I go shower first?”
“Yeah, no problem. I’ll try and look for a movie in the mean time.”
You sit alone on her bed, nothing but the sound of water from the other room to keep you company. With everything that happened tonight, you really had no intentions of watching a movie. No energy or willpower. Nothing left to give. Nevertheless, you scroll through the selections robotically, barely registering any of the titles, but doing your best to distract yourself from the thoughts piling up in your head.
She comes out with one of your shirts on, her hair still wet and her face bare, and you have to stop yourself from screaming ‘I love you’. She was the only movie you wanted to watch. Even if you were just a supporting actress in it.
“Hey, isn’t that the only shirt I have here?”
“Yeah, just take one of mine,” she says as she moves over to the bed. “Did you choose something to watch?”
“Not yet. I’ll keep looking when I get back.”
“Alright.”
You stand up and walk to the bathroom, avoiding her eyes as you do so. Before you enter she calls out, “Mia?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you, too, by the way. I don’t think I said it back earlier.”
She’s doing it again. That smile trying to cheer you up. But it only does the opposite. You walk out of view before replying, “I know, don’t worry.” And as the door closes behind you, you burst into not-so-silent tears, your face buried in your towel. Your quiet sobs force you to inhale sharply and take in her familiar scent, fresh from the shower she just had, standing right where you were now. It clings to you like the imminent summer heat. You didn’t want it. You hated it. You didn’t want to love her. But she left you no choice.
-
“Did you cry, Mia? Your eyes are red.”
“No, it’s just… You know when you’re trying to close your conditioner bottle but the cap, like, flings conditioner into your eyes? Or is that just a me thing?”
“Mmm, I think that’s just you.” You notice how eager she was to laugh. You knew she wanted nothing more than to lighten your mood. “I never have that problem. Just close it gently, bro. Or, like, look away or something.”
“It’s harder than it looks.”
“바보.”
“Ugh. Forget it.”
“So, do you have something you wanna watch?”
“Actually, I don’t think I have enough energy to watch a movie tonight. Can we just chill?”
“Yeah, that’s alright! It was just a suggestion anyway. Let’s just talk. Let me turn off the lights.”
She gets up and reaches for the switch by the doorway that you were still standing in.
“Min, I’m right here. You could’ve just asked me to…”
Then she hugs you. Your heart skips another beat. A sensation that felt so familiar.
“I know. I just wanted to give you a hug. Now that you’re clean,” she teases. Hearing no response from you, she adds, “I know you’re feeling down, bro. And I don’t like it when you’re sad.”
The way you look in my eyes, it kills me every time.
“Yeah, but enough about me. I wanna know how you’re feeling. This is a big thing for you, Min.”
She sits back down on the bed and considers your words.
“I’m feeling a lot of things, too. Like, anxious, nervous, excited… But, yeah, I think I feel sad as well. I know this is what I wanna do but I also don’t like the thought of spending less time with you.”
“You’re gonna be amazing, though. I’m really excited for you.”
She smiles, though it was laced with uncertainty.
“I hope the world likes me. If they like me even half as much as you like me, I’ll be happy.”
She really had no idea. She had no idea your world spun just for her.
“I know they’ll love you. But, yeah… never as much as me.”
You playfully wink, putting on an act once again, and pray that she’d stay as oblivious as always to what you really felt. Though deep down what you really wanted was for her to know. And for her to feel the same. Some day you would stop wanting. But not tonight.
“You won’t forget me, right, Min?”
“Mia, of course not! Why would you think that? 
“I don’t know. Maybe one day you’ll outgrow me.”
“Never. You’ll always be my best friend. And I’ll always be just Minji to you. Not an idol. Not NewJeans Kim Minji. Just Minji. Your best friend. Your Minji. You know that.”
Just Minji, your best friend. Just your best friend.
The way you look in my eyes, it feels me with a fire.
“I’m so grateful to have someone like you. To have you. I love you, Mia.”
But you knew it wasn’t the same. It wasn’t the same desperate ‘I love you’ you heard leave your mouth when you replied. It wasn’t the same ‘I love you’ you felt in your heart that was kicking, screaming, crying for help. Crying for mercy.
‘Cause even when the sky is falling, you are all I want and I can’t do anything.
If you could give her anything it would be the ability to see her through your eyes. Just so she’d understand how it felt. Maybe then, after more than a year of sleepless nights thinking about her, wishing you could lie in her arms, you’d finally be able to rest.
But not tonight. Tonight you were in her room. And in her room none of the pillows were yours. The ones you used to dry your tears. The ones into which you’d scream her name in agony.
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pluckysidekick · 5 months
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I’m back with Part 2 of my playlist of Great American Songbook standards and other classic songs that embody Nace’s journey in Season 4, inspired by @emorfili’s post. Check out Part 1 here. Both posts contain Spotify links, but you can find all of these tracks on Apple Music and YouTube. DM me for a link to the entire playlist. Shall we?
1. Picking up with fan favorite Episode 408, George Benson’s 1976 slammin’ This Masquerade, written by Leon Russell, works on so many levels for this episode: Nancy and Ace having to pretend to be each other in front on Thom, acting as if everything is OK between them, with neither saying what they really feel. “We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way, We're lost inside this lonely game we play.”
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2. They Can’t Take That Away from Me is so perfect for the 408 sunset scene when Ace returns Nancy’s necklace, and they seem to come to some kind of peace (for the present). They may not have been able to make it work, but they still have a deep bond that no one can take away. Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong’s duet of the Gershwin classic is the version.
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3. Witchcraft - Frank Sinatra’s definitive version works for so much of Nancy Drew, but I picked it for Episode 409 for Nancy and Ace’s twin supernatural storylines, each of them beginning to fall for someone who may not be what they seem, and of course for Bess’s day in court defending the supernatural, and exposing the real history of Horseshoe Bay with witchcraft.
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4. Nancy tells Nick in 409 that she wants a relationship that’s simpler than the ‘messy’ state of things with Ace (although note the look on her face as she says it). A Sunday Kind of Love by Etta James describes so well what Nancy thinks she wants in 409 and going into 410. Meanwhile Ace is falling under the spell of his mystery ghost - you could even say he’s Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered (I would). I went with Doris Day’s classic take from 1950.
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5. Speaking of 410, I had to give a nod to Tristan Glass with Nat King Cole’s Nature Boy. Poor Tristan really goes through it this season and especially in this episode as he fights for his life when his would-be date shoots him, and from which he recovers only for his parents to kidnap and attempt to sacrifice her. I hope he has a nice life!
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6. Episode 411 has Nancy crashing Ace’s Seder and causing a storm inside The Claw when she tries to raise Alice to discover how she died. Harold Arlen’s Stormy Weather sung by Lena Horne really drives home Ace’s stormy emotions, Nancy’s desperation (“Don't know why, there's no sun up in the sky, Stormy weather, Since my man and I ain't together, keeps raining all of the time”) and Alice’s pain that generates the storm.
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7. Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea - The tension between Nancy and Ace that spills over from 411 to Episode 412 is all the more shocking because we’re used to them being soft with each other. But once Nancy is hot on the trail of the sin she erased, she’s not going to give up. Harold Arlen’s song, here sung by Tony Bennett in 1964, perfectly depicts that tension as Ace tries to give Nancy the runaround (and of course she isn’t having it): “I don’t want you, But I hate to lose you, You’ve got me in between, The devil and the deep blue sea”.
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8. I’ve Got You Under My Skin - The venom that erupts when Ace & Nancy repeatedly confront each other in 412 couldn’t exist without the strong feelings that still run under the surface. Nancy admitting that she hasn’t moved on, and the look Ace gives her - they’ve got each other under their skin. Frank Sinatra’s 1956 gorgeous recording of the Cole Porter tune mirrors the back and forth of the star-crossed lovers throughout the season, but especially as we near the end.
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9. “Oh Sinnerman, where you going to run to?” That’s the question this traditional spiritual continues to ask throughout Nina Simone’s 1965 powerhouse of a track. Nancy and Ace are both on the run in 412 — Nancy toward the truth of their sin, and Ace away from it. In Episode 413, they work together with the Crew and Tristan to lift the sin fog that’s infected the town, and discover Nancy’s soul connection to the root of the town’s sin. This legendary recording captures the frenetic energy of Nancy and Ace’s journey toward redemption and forgiveness.
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10. The finale quickly moves from chaos to resolution of all of our favorite characters’ futures — and for Nancy and Ace’s relationship. Johnny Hartman’s voice on 1963’s My One and Only Love is simply beautiful, capturing Ace’s emotion as he finally comes back to Nancy, heart in hand. Swoon.
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11. It Had to Be You - I had to include this one, recorded by Harry Connick, Jr. for another epic slow burn, friends to lovers romance, 1989’s When Harry Met Sally. Nancy and Ace are the soulmates that chose each other (and their friends), which this song’s lyrics capture so perfectly: “For nobody else gives me a thrill, with all your faults, I love you still, it had to be you, wonderful you, it had to be you.”
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12. Cheek to Cheek - We didn't get the 6 minute director's cut of this scene that included a little dance with a dip (grr), but we did get that sense of effervescence once Ace and Nancy have broken the curse. Ella and Louis trading off verses on Irving Berlin's timeless classic is just the mood.
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13. Ending on a sentimental note, At Last Nancy and Ace are together, and they and all of the Crew have the next part of their journeys mapped out. This lovely Etta James 1960 track is a perfect ending for this playlist, and for Nancy and Ace, Bess, George, and Nick as they say goodbye to The Claw.
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So there you have it, my picks for Nace S4, classic style. Would love to hear what you think! Tell me your favorite pick, what I missed, or what you would have chosen instead. Hope this playlist brings a little joy this festive season - I think it’s the perfect background soundtrack for reading all of the @secretsleuthexchange fics!
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thekatebridgerton · 11 months
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Okay the bridgerton break ups are killing me, can we please see how they back together cos I need some hea’s here
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Okay, I get it, you convinced me, I should stop being lazy and finish the piece lol
First of all Kanthony gets back together the same way they do in the books. Kate has a car accident, the hospital calls him because he's still Kate's emergency contact, and Anthony runs, he doesn't even finish hearing the voicemail from the doctor, he just drops everything and races out. Kate turns out to only have a broken leg, but all the while Kate is getting her cast on Anthony is having the most major freak out of his life, because Kate could die! she could die! and he keeps repeating it to himself and Kate gets really worried about how he looks like he hasn't slept in ages. The next thing he knows, Anthony is hugging her, telling her he loves her so much, that he's been afraid of turning her into his mother who basically stopped functioning when his dad died because he was her world. But Anthony would rather live every day of his life loving Kate than waste another day without her. He lied to protect himself!! he does love her, he doesn't want to think of a world without Kate. And Kate decides to take him back, after he finally convinces her that all this time he did hear her her confession of love and did reciprocate her feelings, ever since they met, he was just lying about it. Anthony does do a 180 because he can't get over the fact that he could have lost Kate and she never would have known his feelings. Meanwhile Kate is pleasantly surprised at how much more free Anthony acts now that he's not lying to himself about loving her
Benophie, well, you guys probably already guessed it, Benedict makes a scene at Violet's birthday party, he gets into an argument with Araminta for harassing Sophie about the breakup and making it sound like it's all Sophie's fault, when he's the one who never deserved her. Finding out that Araminta and Sophie's dad sucked and that Sophie had a terrible home life. When Sophie thanks him for defending her like that, Benedict realizes that after knowing the terrible family Sophie came from, and hearing her talking with Roger about building her true family and raising kids with love and care, that his so called freedom means nothing compared to that. Because he's been trying to fill the void with meaningless hookups when all this time, he could be having something real and lasting with Sophie. the whole thing of having a nice house, doing chores. It suddenly hits him that building a future together with someone as brilliant as Sophie Beckett, sounds like a dream to him. So he apologizes to Sophie profoundly and goes all out to show her he's changed, he gets a permanent job at an art gallery, stops the random hookups, if he needs a date he only asks Sophie to go, and shows up alone to events if she says no. And when Araminta has her arrested on false theft charges, Bendict pays her entire bail out of his own savings, only asking her to give him another chance, this time, with the intention of getting married one day soon, if she'll have him. Sophie says that yes, she'll give him a chance, because she loves him, and eventually after a lot of persistence on Benedict's part, they do get back together.
Polin. I think these two got really angry at each other before the reconciliation, they both try to move on with their lives, but keep coming back to each other. Colin tricks Penelope into the 'we can still be friends right?' thingie that guys do when they're trying to change. But I think what does it for them is that in the dramatic moment when Colin doesn't run when he finds out that his ex, Penelope is the famous anonymous columnist LW. For the first time in the relationship he stays in England and faces her directly, because he's sick of running from his problems with Penelope. And he's sick of her expecting him to run. So he confronts her and they just have the big explosive angry argument they should have had before they broke up. Throwing blame, recriminations, hurt, every verbal weapon every bad memory, everything they hated or hid from each other fearing that their relationship wouldn't survive, they throw it there, out in the open. And then, by the end of the argument, both realize that they still love each other, that even trough all the dirty laundry they mutually aired, they both still think that the other is the best thing to happen to them, so Colin asks Penelope to be his girlfriend again, because he can't live without her, and if this is the worst they can do to each other, then they're going to be fine after all, so he will work hard to earn her trust, and since she also loves him, she agrees to try again. (Makeup sex was probably involved in this)
Philoise, well, that's just Eloise showing up in the middle of the night at Phillip's house, hugging the oversized stuffed animal Phillip got her for Christmas, during a thunderstorm, mumbling the most pathetic excuse, of being in the neighborhood, which basically boils down to a tearful 'Phillip I really really miss you' that just shoots Phillip's defenses to the ground. Because how can he not take her back when she's being so vulnerable and obviously in as much pain as him. He shows her that he built her a home office in his house, for her to use and she cries again, because of course he would, that's the type of idiot he is. Phillip is still angry at her for just breaking up with him without an explanation, but once Eloise does explain herself, and he has a chance of talking about his own trauma, they both agree that being single is terrible when you're inlove with someone this stubborn. The next day Oliver and Amanda find out Eloise is in the house and absolutely snitch on their father about what a pathetic downer he's been and how she needs to come back and 'fix him again'. So Eloise promises she's back with their dad, and here to stay. Although in this case, they do agree to take things slower (And by slower I mean Eloise will be proposing next week, because she saw Colin do it and it felt like a good idea)
Saphne, Ohh this one is the typical party girl x bad boy get back together, Daphne is partying hard till she drops for the third month straight, when Simon just can't take it anymore, because ofc Anthony was like 'Let Daphne make her own choices Simon' when Simon told Anthony to rein her in and watch out for her crazy celebrity friends. So Simon himself starts showing up at the events where Daphne is acting out, and just brining her home before she can be taken advantage of. Because for some reason he's now frequenting the bars she likes. At one point, he confronts her, tells her that she's better than this, Daphne tells him that so is he!. And they have a heart to heart, that brings them closer together. They decide to quit pretending they're okay, and do get back together after finally accepting that the other is not going to change and that relationships mean compromise, and it's not until Anthony has his first child a year later, that Simon revisits the children and marriage conversation with Daphne. Because after thinking about it for so long, he's ready to become a dad, not because Daphne wants to have kids, but rather because he finally healed enough to feel confident that he deserves to be loved and that he's not going to turn into his abusive father.
Franchel: Michael comes back from his travels, he admits defeat, he grovels, Francesca does not take him back, he spends way too long being Violet's plus one to family events just to get close to Fran again. Until literally half her family is begging Francesca to put him out of his misery and either honestly go no contact or take him back. She does finally take him back. But with much more healthier ground rules. (Oh who am I kidding, he seduced himself into forgiveness, because she sure was more forgiving after round 10 of seduction. That man has got a superpower only Francesca can tame. She was brave for holding him off for so long)
Hyacinth and Gareth did eventually find common ground after Sophie took Hyacinth out of the videogame room and made her see the underprivileged side of town so she could appreciate the privilege she was born into. Truthfully Hyacinth still the materialistic younger sibling all the Bridgertons love, but she does make an effort to help people who have less opportunities than her by participating in more activism, when Gareth sees that she's trying to be more sensitive to human issues that don't involve her personal self interest, he falls inlove with her again. Hyacinth asks him if they could start over and Gareth agrees, knowing that he was inmature too and that the best thing they can do is leave the past behind and get together under a fresh start.
Gregory and Lucy. Pretty sure they got back together because Haselby got sick of them and staged an intervention. Haselby made it look like Lucy was being blackmailed by a criminal and had Gregory think her life was in danger, when really it was just Lucy's creepy uncle locking her up at home and not letting her go to school because he found out her relationship with Haselby was a ruse. So Gregory bravely rode to the rescue, practically blew up the door to Lucy's house, and Lucy's bedroom where she was locked up by her uncle, and as an added bonus, Gregory had Lucy's uncle arrested for child neglect. Gregory also asked Simon and Daphne to pull some strings CPS and had Lucy placed with Anthony and Kate temporarily until she turned 18. Even after all this, Gregory was insecure about where he stood with Lucy, but once she was not restricted by her uncle and didn't have to fake her relationship with Haselby, Lucy was free to be honest with him and ask Gregory out for Prom herself, Gregory is obviously over the moon. Because she never stopped loving him and that's all he needs. And although Hermione Watson gets the title of Prom Queen, Gregory gives his own Prom King Crown to his beloved Lucy, because she may not be the diamond of the season for their fancy private school, but she is the Diamond of the season to him. (Bonus of their story is that they do get accepted into the same Ivy League College after graduation)
And that's the tea
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changingplumbob · 5 months
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Chopra Household: Chapter 5, Part 4
The baby shower continues, Lavina pops by and celebrates her birthday, then it's hospital time!
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James: I know you have most of the stuff from your first two but Alexander and I wanted to get you a little something
Rahul: Oh James, you shouldn’t have
James: Nonsense. Can’t take the money with me. I know Dina is still being territorial about the Goth capital and I thought you two, sorry you five, deserved a bit of cushioning while you’ll be on family leave
Cassandra: Come inside, I’ve missed you lot
Charlie: Thanks for letting us bring Clover
Cassandra: We have so many animals here, what’s an extra good dog
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Cassandra: I don’t understand why everything is so much more swollen this time
Devin: This is why you don’t get pregnant, right Charlie?
Charlie: Amen to that
Luna: I got quite big with the boys but luckily it seems to disappear pretty quickly after birth
Charlie: Yeah you are not changing my mind Luna
Devin: What are you making
Rahul: It’s meant to be cereal marshmallow squares but I think something went wrong
Devin: This is why I cook and Luna handles the baking. Anyway, do you two have some name ideas
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Savannah notices Milton is feeling sad. She goes over and sits near him.
Savannah: Milton, I sorry
Milton: Huh
Savannah: I sorry I ask for password
Milton: Oh, no it’s fine Savannah, I’m not upset about that
Savannah: Uncle want some funny faces
Milton: It couldn’t hurt
Meanwhile Mercedes has again conned Alexander in to roughhouse play. She can’t do it with Cassandra while she’s pregnant so is getting in what she can with the visitors.
Lavina: I’m here! Sorry I’m late, traffic
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Milton: What are you doing
Mercedes: Dancing. I good
Milton: I bet you’re excited about the new baby huh? Even though you’re still a baby, look at those cheeks
Milton leans forward to pinch them but Mercedes is too quick. Rather than her being pinched, Milton ends up with his fingers bitten. All the adults are too busy to notice so no one gets told off.
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Lavina: How’s my brilliant grandbaby? Shall we practice some flashcards
Cassandra: She’s working on her numbers
Lavina: Oh how clever
Mercedes: *pouts*
Cassandra: Mercedes is getting better with her talking, she’s learning animals
Lavina: That's nice dear. Okay Savannah, what number is this
Savannah: Three!
Lavina: And this one
Savannah tries to peek around the card but Lavina tells her not to cheat.
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With the baby shower over the twins get sandwiches while Rahul presents his mother with a cake.
Lavina: What is this
Rahul: You didn’t think I’d forget you turning 65 did you
Lavina: *scoffs* you needn’t say it quite so loud dear
Cassandra: It’s okay Lavina, we’re all family
Savannah: CAKE
Cassandra: No honeybee, you eat your sandwich
Lavina: Guess there’s no avoiding it. Here’s to elderhood!
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Rahul attends to some chores while Cassandra has a much needed nap and the girls play outside.
Lavina: What are you doing in there
Savannah: Playing
Lavina: You don’t want to learn
Savannah: Play is learn-ding
Lavina: I see, okay dear, carry on
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Mercedes: Nana, nana
Lavina: *sighs* yes dear, what is it
Mercedes: I learn words
Lavina: You mean learned. You learned words. And if you got that sentence wrong I do wonder
Mercedes gets mad and hits Lavina
Mercedes: I do learn nana
Lavina: Go away and hit something else, I’m not talking to you if you’re going to be like that
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Cassandra wakes up and gets the two girls into their high chairs
Cassandra: Let’s see, how hungry are we
The girls aren’t overly hungry as they had sandwiches not long ago but Cassandra gets them milk to drink while she has dinner.
Mercedes: Mama, nana mean, she not like me
Cassandra: I’m sure she likes you
Savannah: Nana talk to me but not Mercedes
Cassandra: Really? Well I’ll talk to nana about it okay darlings, can’t have any sad faces here
Mercedes: Mama when baby here, where we
Cassandra: You’ll keep your room
Savannah: What about when baby coming
Cassandra: Oh! Okay when papa and I head to the hospital, Uncle Alexander will look after you
Mercedes: You be long
Cassandra: I hope not ladybug
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Rahul: Bedtime I think
Mercedes: Papa I made yuck
Rahul: *sighs* come with me then
Mercedes: Papa, why table move
Rahul: Because the baby will need it more than you and your sister, so it’s back here in the nursery
Mercedes: Baby like me and Savannah
Rahul: I hope so, but it’s hard for babies to communicate ladybug, they might not seem like they do at first
Mercedes: Papa have time for story
Rahul: Absolutely, come on
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Rahul reads Mercedes to sleep, Savannah took herself to the potty and climbed in bed while Mercedes was getting changed. Cassandra needs to lie down but once both girls are in bed she can’t help herself. She gets up, waddles across the house, and kisses them each goodnight.
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Mr Cluckton: *crows* Hear ye, hear ye, IT'S TIME
Cassandra: The coop is further away and he still manages to- AH dear watcher
Rahul: Does that mean what I think it means? Is the baby ready?
Cassandra: Yeah, I’m pretty sure they’re ready to come out
Rahul: Okay, you get to the cars and we’ll drop the girls at your brothers on the way
Hospital time!
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Cassandra: Where is Dr Eriksson?
Rahul: The nurse said she’s not here at the moment but don’t worry, she could still show up
Cassandra: Can you help me? My lower back is killing me
The couple move over to the exercise ball and Rahul sets about trying to massage some of Cassandra’s pain away. He’s not very successful though.
Cassandra: Rahul, for the love of the watcher, please go shave that beard, it’s stressing me out
Rahul: Right away my darling
Cassandra stands and her water breaks dramatically over the floor.
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Cassandra mopes sadly on the bed while Rahul is busy.
Dr E: Did someone call for a doctor
Cassandra: Thank goodness, I really need some painkillers
Dr E: No problem dear. Turn around and we’ll give you the epidural. Remember it takes a while to kick in
Cassandra: But then we can do the c-section
Dr E: Absolutely. Now if anything feels off, tell me right away
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?: Oh my, Mrs Chopra, can I have an autograph
Dr E: Not now dear
Rahul: Who’s this
Dr E: My husband, the other Dr Eriksson. I’m afraid he’s a fan and often has no bedside manner
Cassandra: Look, I’m really not in any state to give autographs right now
Rahul: You heard my wife. If you’re not here to help with the birth, please leave us in peace
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Dr E: I am so sorry about him, believe me we’ll be having words
Cassandra: I think I just need to do some breathing while the epidural gets started
Rahul: Does everything look okay Dr Eriksson
Dr E: Oh yes Mr Chopra, nothing to indicate any problems
Rahul: We’ve just noticed Cassandra has put on more weight than she did with the twins
Dr E: Pregnancies are never exactly the same. I believe you get quite a lot of milk in Mrs Chopra
Cassandra: I did last time, but it took a while
Dr E: Your body is likely getting ready in advance. Now how’s the pain
Cassandra: I think I’m ready
Dr E: Brilliant. You two know the way, I'll be there once I've scrubbed up
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Dr E: Remember, feeling pressure is normal but if you feel pain let me know, we can adjust the meds
Cassandra: Well big guy, here we go again
Rahul: Do you know how wonderful you are
Cassandra: I don’t but I do have this husband who tells me such things
Rahul: Looks like she’s almost there, how are you doing
Cassandra: Hanging in here
Dr E: One more cut and we can meet them
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Dr E: Congratulations, a healthy baby girl
Cassandra: Thank goodness, we had a bunch of girl names ready but hardly any boy options
Dr E: It looks like we will have to await the melanin awakening again unfortunately
Rahul: So long as Viola is healthy, that’s all that matters
Dr E: That’s a lovely name
Cassandra: We think so
Dr E: I’ll just close up then you three can head home
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Back home and it looks like Viola is keeping to tradition by inheriting Rahul’s eyes.
Mercedes: Mama papa back!
Savannah: You gone forever
Rahul: It didn’t take that long I don’t think. Now who is ready to meet their baby sister
The twins pout and look generally underwhelmed.
Cassandra: Come on over Savannah and say hi to Viola
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Savannah: Hi. I done mama
Cassandra: How about you Mercedes, can you say hello to Viola
Cassandra picks up the baby who starts to scream and Mercedes does not look impressed.
Mercedes: Too loud mama, we no sleep
Rahul: She’s on the other end of the house to you two. I think you’ll sleep just fine
Mercedes pouts but reluctantly greets her new sister.
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Do you think Braime will happen? And how?
I’m fairly confident they will exchange i love you’s, i go back and forth on whether they fuck or not before he dies.
i’m admittedly fuzzy on the details. I think Brienne is going to Do A Scheme to get herself, Pod, and Jaime out of the LSH mess alive and feel hugely guilty over it - to be real clear, she's luring Jaime to LSH, then they're escaping with Pod, but they're not actually having a hand in LSH's end, that's Arya's job. Jaime, meanwhile, will just be happy they’re alive, and will probably think it’s funny Brienne convinced herself that he’d hate her for lying to him when she just saved him from a zombie horror. Likely they split again soon after this because Brienne gets wind of Sansa being in the Vale and goes to get her before someone else does (unsure whether she pulls a full on Dunk and gets to the tourney on time to see something happen and makes off with Sansa that way, or if she meets up with Sansa as Sansa is escaping and saves her, but either way, basically the moment the tourney happens, I expect some crazy shenanigans to go down, and Brienne to swoop in, save Sansa, and make for the Wall for safety from Jon Snow). If you're interested in those theories, please look at my ashford tourney theory tags and the ser shady i mean ser shadrich tags! Now, what is Jamie doing during this time?
fuck if i know bro and that's the honest truth! Because he is the valonqar and he’s gonna do some valonqarizing, obviously, but i don’t think it necessarily means he kills cersei and I know I'm in the minority opinion with that here BUT. None of the other prophecies are that literal and yet everyone assumes he's going to literally strangle her to death because Cersei thinks she's going to be literally strangled to death, and we are somehow taking Cersei at her word here even though she's wrong about literally everything, the same way every single person in this series who tries to guess prophecies are wrong about everything! But the imagery, you say, the dreams of strangling her, the stuff about his golden hand! Yeah, I'm well aware of that, I’m not saying he’s doing anything nice to her, i think he’ll have a hand (badum-ts) in her dying, probably enough to feel guilty over it too (plus whatever is happening with tyrion) but he’s not strangling her to death and I simply do not believe he's dying right after either. What is he doing? no idea. they’re at casterly rock and he uses the last of the conditioner and then he leaves. i have no idea and I think people who are insistent that he HAS to murder-suicide his way out of the story are overconfident af about that ending.
after that. lots of war. they’re twin fires side by side in the darkness. Jaime will knight Brienne after he valonqarizes. If they say i love you, this is where it happens. If they fuck, this is definitely where it happens. They will be at the trident - perhaps stuck there, perhaps sent there on a mission by whichever Starkling is ruling the North. They will fight there, and Jaime will fall, but not before seeing Brienne bravely keep fighting, and having hope that she will live.
And she will. Brienne will live, Brienne will rise high, Brienne will not abandon her oaths, because Brienne is the True Knight, the bastion of goodness and heroism that Jaime needed when he was a young man, and she will continue to give others hope like she has given to him by staying true to the ideals of being a knight if not the minutiae of the vows she's sworn.
Anyways, my point is that I believe Jaime is going to have a Vader-esque "tell Sansa and Arya you were right about me" ending and Brienne will be the Luke in this situation, picking up the saber sword of the man who knighted her. What's that post that's like, Anakin asks Qui-Gon if he's here to free the slaves and Qui-Gon says no, only for Anakin's own son to show up decades later and say no, I am the last Jedi and I am here to free the slaves. That's Brienne and Jaime, except there's kissing involved.
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Request granted,tell me everything you have time to tell me about
Ok!!!! So the one thats been on my mind lately thars not exchanged, is a lab/scientist au.
Naven Nuknuk is the lead scientist and he uses his speech therapy program to trick Molly, Feenie and Trixie into becoming his test dummies. Hes successful and mashes the girls into a horrifying amalgamation; like this!
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Yoomtah and Zora are his assistance, with Yoomtah being very NOT okay with what he's doing. Zoras indifferent cuz shes getting paid (in this au the events of the Museam arc didnt happen)
Lorelai (who actually cares about her sister in this au!!! WHAT?!?! OMG ITS UNHEARD OF!!!) starts getting the feeling somethings wrong and takes matters into her own hands, searching for the three girls until finding Giovanni (in this au theyre friends) and shes like "yo gio help me out" and hes like "bet, trix is my cousin don't want her getting hurt at all"
Then they go to thw police n are all "yo help us out" and theyre like "mehhh" cuz they dont think theyre serious (Yoomtah has been sending Lorelai clues and tidbits about where they are) but Percy takes it seriously n is like "ok bet gotchu" n sends a search party
Meanwhile Naven is testing on the poor girls and keeps em in a room with Rick (whos his test tube baby and essentially a human fish with sentience)
After a lot of gaps in plot; this happens:
Lorelai runs up to the door, banging on its metalic surface hard enough to injure herself. She pulls it back, shaking it aggressively,
"You okay???" Giovanni asks, peering over her shoulder in order to get a better look at her hand
"No!" Lorelai replies with the obvious, sucking her teeth in. "The doors bolted shut!"
She takes out her phone, pulling up the number that 'The Zinger' had been texting her with, scrambling to type with one hand
LORELAI:We r here ope door
LORELAI:*were
LORELAI:*open
LORELAI:Sort wridt hurts tryib to type wigh one hand
THE ZINGER: LMFAOOO did u try punching the door??
LORELAI: do n luagh at m
The Zinger sends a gif of a smug looking cat
THE ZINGER: Dokayyyyyyy
THE ZINGER: Sadly, naynay kept the outside door non elecy, so ur gonna hafta figure that out urself 😗😗✌️✌️
"Shit!" Lorelai half screamed
"What?" Giovanni asks
"The doors not electrical! Woulda been nice to know that EARLIER, Zinger!"
"Awh come on!"
Giovanni takes out his CRUEL CRIME CROWBAR, walking up to the door. He sets one foot in it, hooking the crowbar beneath the doors handles. Once hes locked it, he yanks it until the door loosens.
"Good thing I had this!" He says, giving the door a light kick as pay back for giving them trouble. He gestures for Lorelai to follow him inside, and they enter in together to see..
Naven..
He turns to face them, with a phone in his hands. Yoomtahs.
"My my my, how persistant the two of you are!" He sets the phone on the table, setting his hands firmly behind his back as he inches closer. "Its almost..."
He stops when he's face to face with Lorelai, creaking open his eyes. The smile on his face laced with hatred and mal-intent.
"Infuritating..."
He lifts his lanky body back from her gaze, his eyes falling closed. He turns away from them
"I'm afraid youre too late, however"
"Woah wah woah woah woah what- what do you mean??" Giovanni asks, his shoulders tensing. Naven lets out a small chuckle in response,
"Would you care to see?"
He begins to walk off, drawing in the uneasy curiosiry of Lorelai and Giovanni.
They stop outside of a room, which Naven opens with the keycard. Giovanni and Lorelai hear strained, pained moans from inside. Naven enters the room, the other two scuttling behind him like scared crabs. Theyre brought to a stop at what they see, a large mushed glue monster of what was once was a person. The faces of Molly, Feenie and Trixie sticking out, all wailing painfully.
Lorelai covers her mouth, eyes wider than saucers. Giovanni can barely speak, even though his mouth was opens.
Navens stands in front of the abomination.
"This is what I had been up to all this time, Isn't she beautiful?"
Lorelais shock morphed into rage, hands forming into fists. "What. Did you do?!"
"Something glorious..." he extends his arms, his pink eyes shooting open for the first time. His smile unhinged and manic, pupils the size of grapes. "ARENT YOU PROUD OF WHAT I'VE DONE?! ARENT YOU PROUD OF MY WORK! LOOK AT HER! GAZE INTO HER MANY EYES AND REVEL AT MY OWN CREATION!"
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I may or may not have been inspo'd by ur pfp
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Never Letting You Go Ch9
Summary: Here it is! Another chapter. Lots of stuff happening. Drama, tears ,and new characters!! Cant tell who they are! Hope yall enjoy! since its late my brain is fried to type a proper summary!
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Look in William's blue eyes tells everyone in the room he is serious. Santi nods as he goes to pack. That doesnt go well with you. How can he just leave you like that! Need both of them here! Wailed," I need you here! Not going off to be a hero! Will can go alone! Seems like there is some kind of danger. You leave! Can you for once stay put!" Kneeling down in front of your now sitting form. Took your hands into his large ones," I have to baby. Not like before. Want to keep you safe. Have to do this. Not gonna be like before. Have.." Not wanting to hear any of this. Pushed him down rushed into the bathroom. Locked the door. Benny rushed over. Knocking on the door," Baby girl, it's me. Not gonna be alone. I'm here. Never gonna leave ya. Have alot of people in your corner. Remember? Part of a large family now. Come out so I can hold ya in my arms. Pope too. Even ya are pissed at him. If ya like? I can try to reason with him." Listening to what he said was true. You're not alone. At this time you need your husbands. Want to be selfish. Can't Santi see where you are coming from? Want some distraction for your mental trauma.
Gemma arrives to her former home. Looking around. Things look different. House looks modern. From paint to the fixtures. Even the courtyard. Black gates that lead upstairs to your room. Close her eyes and remember the good times. Where you used to play outside. Diane SWlooks out of her kitchen window. Being unterly pissed off. She goes outside yelling," Better get off of my property if you know what's good for your sorry ass. Oh forgot. Ya don't. " Gemma had enough of this. Goes over to Diane ready to fight," Gonna fight me wimp? Ya never can throw a punch to save your life. Such a nice oh so proper girl. Raised to not to fight." Diane had enough. Not much a word from Gemma. Diane slugs her in the face. Knocked her down," Ya were saying? I do know how to hit. Thank my sons for that. Consider that a warning. Now go!" Got up to rub her jaw as she stands up again," oh you want to go down that road? Bring it on!" Shouts coming from outside caused Jack to rush outside . Pulling his wife out of the way. Grunting," Enough! Ya better leave if ya know what is good for ya! This is a private property. Means the house ya called home is mine. Now leave!" Gemma leaves not before yelling" I'll find her! Mark my words! I fucking will!"
An unknown car parked not far from the property. Saw everything that transpired. Took a few pics of Gemm's truck. On the phone. The person replies," Fugitive has been spotted. Call back when I have more to report "
Meanwhile You haven't come out of the bathroom. Others were at wits end on what to do. Shouts from both Will and Santi exorcited, causing Benny to let out a mighty yell, " All of this yellin isn't helping matters! We have a fragile soul in that room that's scared shitless.Which is now our mission to get her out of there. I'm the one to do it." Santi rolls his eyes as he plops into his old, smelly chair. Not wanting to hear that Benny knows you longer than he does. Has more experience in his young age. Will stands next to his friend. Patting the chair," Don't let it get to you man. Sure you have a bond with Sunshine. Something rather special. I remember the story ya told me. This situation is so delicate. Let Benny do his thing.
Benny did his best to finally let him inside the bathroom. Site of your fragile form made him breakdown ,and cry. Hair all wet and mangled from the tears. Practically shaking from all of the crying. All there was to do was lay your head on Benny's lap. All he could do is send some much needed comfort. Rubs your back," Shhhh… baby girl. I'm here. Let me take care of ya okay?" Sniffling at his reply caused you to cry again," All I need is you to hold me baby boy. Can't… go .. out there.. you know… Santi would leave me…."
Benny knows that too.That is how Santi is. Wants to save the day. Protect his family. Hope his brother can talk him out of it. Sounds of your wimper caught his attention again. Looking down to see his fragile baby girl asleep . What he did was to get up,but not to cause you to wake up. Kissed your still damp forehead,” I got ya darlin. No need to worry. Just rest “
" So what's the plan Ironhead? Go over there. Follow her till she screws the hell up?" Santi at this point getting back to his old habit. Not thinking things through. All he wants is to protect his precious Sunshine from a woman he has never met. Does he want to? Will sits on the edge of the messy bed. Rubbing his bearded chin," No, just the opposite. Recon first. Then.. visit the police. Not wanting a fucking repeat of Columbia man! My baby sister is crying on the fucking floor crying all because her husband wants to leave her! I know you want to go ,and play the hero. Not this time okay? Matter of fact. I know a certain sheriff that might help."
Sounds of the door opening caused both men to look at Benny holding you close to him. Santi was ready to rush over to them,but was met by Benny shaking his head,” Not a good idea okay? She needs to rest. Thinkin she might not be ready to see ya .” Santi didn't listen to him. Goes over to rub his finger against your cheek. Taking a deep breath,” Breaks my heart to see her like this… wish … she understands why I have to do this.” Benny lays you down. Covering your body with the blanket that contains both of their soothing scents for comfort. Closed the door . While they can talk downstairs.
Hanna arrived at the Millers . Thought about how long it had been since she was here . Too long. Last time it was for a get together with her parents. Before her mother left. Oh how she missed her. So does her dad. Which doesn't say much. Right now is to chat with the Millers about the run in with Gemma. Jack sees her right before knocking on the door,” Come on in honey. Sit down while I go ,and fetch Diane.” She looked around to see some recent pictures of her friends, Will ,and Benny. Both of them look so happy. Good for them. Sounds of footsteps caused her to shake her head. Diane hugs her,” So happy to see ya hun. I take you have some info to share. “ Clearing her throat as she sits down,” Yes I do. My father wanted to come over,but a situation came up. Seems like this woman in question is wanted for killing a FBI agent in California. Also involved with a bad group of bikers. They deal with illegal gun activities. I'm here to offer y'all some protection. “ The couple wasn't a bit surprised. Gemma was always a bit wild. Even before her husband left. She cheated on him. Just like he cheated on her.
“ So let me get this straight. Will your goin home to do recon alone! Are you nuts?! What would happen if there was a situation ya cant get out of!” Will rolled his eyes. Benny wasn't really listening to the plan . Took a breath,” I'm not going alone. As much as I want Pope to come . Gonna ask Fish to tag along. I know Pope. You want to go. Have to stay. “ Santi nods,” I agree now I see where you are coming from. Still we need another person to help “
Will was about to answer his question when his phone rings. Accepted the call to see who it was. His cousin , Jake Mills.
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