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[readychilledwine]

Cuckold

✨️Kink Education with Elizabeth✨️

Quick authors note- It feels a little ironic to be using Rhys and Feyre for this kink since one of my favorite Eris lines comes from when he's chasing Feyre and Lucien.

“Right. Rumor has it you two have run off together, cuckolding Tamlin.” His grin widened. “I didn’t think you had it in you, little brother.”

Anyways! Traditionally, a cuckold is a husband or boyfriend of a person who has sex with other people (be it cheating, sex work, separated). In modern kink terms, cuckold, or a cuck for short, is when a man gets sexual arousal through watching his partner have sex with someone else. There is a female equivalent, cuckquean, but I made the choice to focus on poor Rhysie being left out.

This type of play falls into the voyeurism and exhibitionist category but has become a type of play that is having an increase in popularity (and hurt feelings from insecure partners). Part of the appeal of cucking is mental degradation and humiliation, another is competitive drive.

This type of play requires security on both ends and understanding from the third party involved. This typically isn't a type of play you'd want to engage in with a stranger you do not trust, nor someone who is too close to the couple. While all parties are consenting, the first time around this kink can be interesting and cause some potentially bad results if not handled with tack. Open communication and safe words are a must in this type of play regardless of if restraints or anything else gets brought in. The last thing anyone would ever want is a relationship ending over something that was supposed to be fun 💜

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As always, NSFW below the cut

Feysand x Helion

Warnings - voyeurism, dirty talk, unprotected sex, surprise third party, Helion's thighs mentioned, post pregnancy body insecurities, restraints

A/N - There's a brief Kaylee appearance. Nesta would have been too jealous, Elain would have gotten shy, Kaylee is just confused on why she's getting to see Helion's thighs on a random Tuesday.

“I would have never taken you for this kind of male, Rhysand.” Helion glanced out the window, overlooking the beautiful snow capped valley Rhysand had hidden for years.

Rhys sighed. “She needs it and I am not against it. She has not felt as confident as she once was in her body, and having not one but two high lords worshiping her may be the answer.”

A single perfect brow went up as Helion shot Rhysand a questioning look. “Did the little heir?”

“Stretch mark scarring, she's a little less toned. I think she looks twice as delicious as before, but she does not believe me.”

Helion nodded, eyes sympathetic and soft. “Motherhood is hard. She's exhausted, she's losing her sense of self, her hands probably do not even feel like her own anymore. It is understandable she feels less appealing to you lately.”

A soft knock on the door had Rhys standing, moving to it with a smile. “Hi, honeybee.”

“Rhysie!” Kaylee paused, eyes locked on Helion. “What are Helion and his thighs doing here?” Helion snorted, looking to the youngest sister with a smirk as she crossed the room.

“Mother above, Kaylee.” Azriel entered behind her. Kaylee had already gone to the bassinet, picking up her cooing nephew. “How long are we taking him for?”

Rhys and Helion shrugged, causing Azriel to pause before grabbing Kaylee. “What's wrong, shadowsinger? Don't want her to get ideas?”

“From you? Absolutely not. Let's go, baby.” Azriel took her and Nyx away before Kaylee could question the impromptu date night and the appearance of the Day Lord. “She's still adorably innocent,” Helion looked to Rhys. “You must convince her to play next.”

Rhys shook his head, eyes wide in fear. “Not Kaylee you'd have to convince.”

Surprising Feyre had been easy. She arrived home to Helion sitting in Rhysand's spot at the table. “Hello beautiful.”

The smile that graced her face was capable of moving mountains. “Helion! What are you doing here?”

He motioned towards the table. “Your mate got a little tied up, asked me to come have dinner with you.”

“Let me go grab Nyx-”

“No need to do that, Feyre. He's with that sweet little sister and her brooding mate.”

Feyre paused, “What is Rhys tied up with then?”

“Currently?” Helion set down his glass of wine, shifting in his seat and uncrossing his legs. “Spidersilk based ropes. We can change that if you would like, though.” It was then that soft tug came, calming her and letting her know that everything was okay. “He's quite pretty when he's bound up. Would you like to see?”

The answer she gave was breathless, eyes fluttered shut. “Yes.”

He stood, taking her hand in his and leading her to her own bedroom. Rhysand glared at Helion from the chair he was tied down to before smirking at his wife. “Hello, Feyre Darling.” He tried to pull at the ropes again before rolling his eyes. “When you told me to ask Azriel to tie me down, I had imagined other places, Helion.”

The lord of day shrugged, hands lingering on Feyre's upper arms as he stood behind her. “You said you watched to watch me fuck your wife,” those hands slid down bringing one of her own to his lips. “You also said you did not know if you could handle it. Restraints seemed to be the perfect solution.”

Rhys leaned his head back, smiling towards the ceiling. “Go ahead then,” he motioned between them the best he could. “Fuck her if she'll have you.”

Soft lips came to Feyre's ear as she stared at Rhys with a questioning look. “You have control, beautiful. If you want me to leave, I will leave. If you want me in your bed, I will be in your bed.”

Feyre released a breath, all thoughts leaving her mind. “My body-”

“Is wonderful, magic, and stunning,” Helion kissed the tip of her pointed ear, relishing in the way she shivered. “You created life, selflessly for the male sitting in that chair.”

Rhysand's eyes had darkened, the scent of his arousal already filling the air as he watched Helion's hands move to the bed of Feyre's dress and soft kisses continued on her ear. “I know you want to, darling.”

“My body-” Helion looked to Rhys and put a hand to Feyre's mouth silencing her before forcing her to walk to the mirror in their room.

“Look at you. Look at every beautiful blessed inch of you.” The command went straight through her, settling in her core as it did. His hands found the ties of her dress. He searched her face for any sign of true resistance and hesitation before pulling and watching the fabric fall. “You are sensational, Feyre. Your new curves fit so beautifully.” Her eyes fluttered shut, body leaning against his for the heat. “Let me show you, exactly how beautiful I find you?”

She nodded, turning in his arms. The first kiss was testing, slow and gentle to see if there'd be more than a soft groan coming from her mate. She pulled apart in time for Helion to lift her, carrying her to the bed and laying her down so her head would hang over the edge, staring directly at Rhysand as he squirmed against the restraints.

He wasted no time, kissing down her neck, smirking at the soft noises he so easily was pulling from her. “So sensitive,” he nipped gently at her pulse point, eyes looking to where Rhys was already struggling. “I'd love to worship you, Feyre, but your mate is already struggling from how badly he'd like to join.”

“Fuck him,” she whispered softly.

Helion couldn't help the feline like smirk gracing his face as Rhys glared. “We will. Later.” He flipped her below him, fingers going to the waist of her panties before bringing them down her muscled legs.

His skilled fingers found her core, running up and down before pushing in. Feyre whined loudly, eyes rolling before snuggling into the bed and pushing her hips back. Helion set a rhythm, pumping those digits into her to open her up , curling them as he needed to and saw fit to turn her into a mess.

He heard Rhys whimper, eyes rolling as his head went back and he knew. He knew Feyre was sending every drop of pleasure she felt down the bond, ensuring Rhysand felt it to. Her own moans began to increase as her hips met every movement of his fingers. “Look at your mate,” Helion commanded. “Look at your mate as you cum on my fingers.”

She fell apart easily, body and mind so ready and wanting for attention. She screamed his name, whimpering softly as she rode a wave of bliss. He worked her through the high through every second of her walls clenching around those fingers. When he finally pulled them out, he brought them to her lips, cock twitching as he got the smallest preview of what the High Lady could do.

Rhysand hadn't taken his eyes off of them. His cock was aching and leaking as he watched Helion remove his pleaded clothing before forcing Feyre onto her hands and knees. She sent him every single second of pleasure as Helion's cock pushed into her, stretching her wider than his did. “Fuck,” Rhys muttered under his breath, pulling and moving to try to free himself and at least work his cock.

She looked so pretty, mouth hung open as she moaned loudly, eyes squeezed shut in bliss. Helion's eyes met his and Rhys nodded, hoping the desperation of needing to watch Feyre be fucked and cum for another male wasn't etched into his beautiful features.

Helion gave her a teasing thrust, cock twitching at the whine that came back from it. “How do you want it?”

“Hard.” The need in her tone made his hands grip the plush skin of her hips tighter.

“As the High lady commands.”

Lightning shot through Feyre and Rhys as soon as Helion began that punishing pace. He was hitting every single one of her nerves, heavy cock stretching her wider than she'd ever been. She looked down, lost in enjoying her pleasure only to have him tangle a large hand into her hair, pulling her head back up. “Look at him. Look at how much power you have over him, at how damn desperate he is.”

Rhys was moving constantly in the chair now, growling occasionally with Feyre's moans of Helion's name. He longed to be under her, licking and sucking her clit as Helion rode her, fucking her into a mindless state of bliss.

As if sensing what Rhysand wanted, Heliha's free hand moved to her core, circling her bundle of nerves with gentle fingers. “Oh gods, yes!” Feyre was so close already all three of them could taste it. Her orgasm was humming in the air, crackling like electricity and fire. “Fuck! Keep going, please!”

Helion looked to Rhys again, seeing the male squirm, back arching off the chair as his jaw arched. A damp spot stained his dark slacks, growing by the second as he watched, as he felt. He began pounding into Feyre harder, feeling her walls begin twitching more and more.

It was as if time slowed when they both came. Mountains shaking, the sky switching from a sunset to full blown night. She was screaming his name while Rhys roared hers.

Helion fell over the ledge seconds later, pulling Feyre close to him as he did so Rhys had to watch as he made a mess of her. He allowed Feyre to lower down to the bed as his high closed.

He allowed her a few moments to breathe before pulling both arms behind her back and forcing her up. He walked her to Rhys before putting her on her knees. “Take his pants off and clean your mate. It's time we cash in on that threesome he said we could have.”

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[tomsvouge]

Bad Idea Right?

Pairings: Ex!Joe burrow x Ex!Reader Warnings:Alcohol use, situationship, mentions of sex Summary- What happens when y/n gets a text message from someone in her past that her friends are not fond of? Her friends tell her not to go but it can’t be a bad idea…. right?

Who would have thought I would end the night with him, In his bed cuddled with him like we are together. Should I regret it? Probably. Do I regret it? Hell no! Have you seen this man he is literally a walking hercules and who am I to block an opportunity that I was given. Anyways, you may be asking, "y/n what the heck are you even talking about?". Well let's go back to earlier in the day where everything started.

My friends and I were talking about throwing a party and I couldn't be more excited. I needed something to get my mind off of him. Me and Joe are kinda rocky when it comes to a relationship. We broke up about two months ago. Usually when two people break up they dont talk to each other, buttttt me and Joe have been sneaking around for the past two weeks. No one knows about this, not my friends, not his friends just sneaking around like two teenagers. 

As we all sit on my couch we start talking about party details, y’know the time, who to invite the food, all that good boring stuff when out of nowhere melody says this.

“Well since we're talking about personal invites I don't think you should invite Joe y/n”- Melody 

“Why would I invite Joe? We're done. Over” I said lying through my teeth knowing that we were still hooking up.

“I'm just saying you seem to be tense each time you see him. Like that one time we were watching tv and his Bose ad came on. You looked like you saw a ghost.” She says laughing.

“I was Just shocked at his dance moves, I thought I taught him better when we took that dance class.” and that was true we did take a dance class but let's just say, Joeys not dancing for a while.

“I wasn't the worst i've seen but also not the best”- Kaylee says while  writing something down.

OK! Can we stop talking about my ex, kinda getting weird. 

“Ok but just know Joe Burrow is not allowed through these doors.” Melody says in a serious tone.

“Got it Not allowed through the doors.” I say looking at her. 

“I'll just let him in the backyard” I say in my head.

Getting ready for the party I put on my outfit and did my makeup. As I'm putting on my mascara I get a facetime. I look at the screen and immediately knew it was joe as his contact name is “LOSER NOT WORTH MENTIONING🩷” showed up. Reluctantly I picked up the phone.

“What?” I say in a aggravated tone 

“Well hello to you too” Joe says, rolling his eyes on the other side of the phone.

 “What are you doing?” he says, trying to change the vibe of the call.

Getting ready-i say in a sassy tone.

“For?”- Joe

“My party”-y/n

“And i didnt get an invite?” joe says with that cocky smile on his face 

“Didn't think you needed one considering we were not really together”- I say side eyeing him so hard you could feel it.

“Just because we're not together doesn't mean we cant be friends”- joe 

“If this is what you call just friends I would love to see what you do with people you hate.” i say laughing

“You know what i mean” - Joe

“Friends dont have sex nearly every night and talk to each other the way we do.”- y/n

“Well friends also don't hide things from each other” Joe says, placing the phone down so I could see him.

“I didn't invite you because you are not allowed to come, you are not exactly on my friend's good side right now.”- y/n

 My friend did not like Joeto much after the shit they had heard about him from endless phone calls to late night gossip sessions at the house. He didn't hurt me like cheat or anything. He is actually a nice guy but anyone who plays mind games and gaslights is a no no in my friend's book.

“Nothing new, I wasn't on their good side when we were together.”- Joe

“But since I can't come to you, how about you come to me?”- Joe 

“And why would I do that?” I genuinely asked because who was he to think I would leave my own party for him.

Because we can't get enough of each other no matter how hard we try we both know that we will all go back.

And Joe was right, no matter how hard I tried to move on, no one seemed to understand me like Joe does. He knows everything about me. He accepts me for who I am and vice versa. Still sad we didn't work out due to commitment and trust issues. I think when the time's right Joe and I will be perfect for eachother.

“Well I'll think about it.”- I say 

“Good, let me know when you decide.” - Joe

I was having the time of my life. My friends made sure I didn't even think about joe. So much that I forgot to even remind him if I was coming or not. 

In the middle of taking group shots I feel a vibrate coming from my hip.

LOSER NOT WORTH MENTIONING🩷- u still coming??

“Don't do it.”-Kaylee says, looking over my shoulder.

“Who said I was?”

“You didn't say that but the look on your face said otherwise.”

“Okay but would you pass up a chance to just go back to your ex for one night.” 

“One night more like two weeks but she didn't need to know that right now.”

“No I wouldn't, he cheated and I'll be damned if I go back to him just to disrespect myself again.”

“Well I won't if i will make you happy.”

“Good”

Okay sooo im going to his house. You guys may say I have little respect for myself but all the respect leaves my body when I see that man. You get in a room alone with Joe Burrow and see how long you last without being all over him. Plus, can't be that bad of an idea right?

With my luck the rain decided to pour harder and completely drench me. Rushing to my car I hopped in and started it. I quickly texted Joe back telling him I was on my way. Thankfully The drive from my house to joes is not that far at all. Getting out of the car rushing to get to the front door as the rain came down on me. When I kid you not to say this man is a QB he is not quick on his feet off the field. I literally took him forever to open the door. 

Walking in the house I'm immediately tackled into hugs and kisses . After a while pushing wavy from him I decided I needed to put my clothes somewhere because wet clothes just don't feel comfortable. 

Eventually me and Joe decided to chill on the couch and talk for a while. And lets just say after the talk and cuddles the door was locked to that bedroom and that's how we got to this morning 

I woke up to like a million texts from my friends asking me why I disappeared in the middle of the party and I just told them all that I didn't feel well and went up early to sleep. Looking over left I see Joe sleeping with his arms wrapped around me. Part of me felt bad for lying to my friends about going to sleep early but technically i did lie i said I was sleep I just didn't say where.

hey guys! I'm gonna try to start putting out more fics . I chose to do this as a fun hobby and I just don't want it to feel and chore or job but if you want to request fics you are welcome to do so 🩷

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control.

request(s): Nick and Abigail aren’t a thing, as Nick has a thing for reader, and reader has a thing for Nick. BUT nick, due to in process of turning, still has that rather… suggestive moment with Abigail when holding her upon discovering kaylees body, so reader distances themselves and finds comfort in say Dylan, Ryan or even one of the gals in the pool house, Nick lashes out and then the transformation happens… time skip to reunite in the morning, after Silas is dealt with. OR, sweet moment b4 transform? Hey I saw you're taking requests for The Quarry stories so I'd like to make one! I have a mega crush on Nick (that accent does things to me), and I have this idea floating around my head that werewolf Nick ends up hurting the (female) reader pretty bad and then after the curse has lifted, has to deal with that fact and he's really upset about it. IDK I'm just a sucker for angst! *control: the power to influence or direct people's behavior or the course of events.

a/n: his accent does things to me too :) i don’t care what anyone says -- i love nick and none of what he did was in his control.

word count: 2,293

warnings: ...turning into a werewolf?

Your first thought was to latch onto Nick for comfort.

He was the one you trusted the most amongst the camp counselors, and it felt like pure instinct to go to him. The sight of dead body was a sight you’d thought never possible before the start of this night -- but it was a reality now, and you couldn’t stop the discomfort that flooded you at the sight. A body, dead in the water was both terrifying and horrifying and you felt it was only natural you reached out for some sort of comfort.

However, when you turn to Nick, your lips part at the sight of him already holding Abigail. He had a hand pressed against the back of her head, tucking her into the crook of his neck and the other wrapped tightly around her waist. And despite everything, the body, the events of the night, a bout of jealousy and hurt flooded your entire being at the sight.

You’d had a crush on Nick since the beginning of summer; swooned by his accent at first, only to learn how kind and gentle he really was. He was pretty quiet, sure, but you’d gotten close enough to him that when it was just the two of you he was quite witty and funny. He never failed to make you laugh, and the need to be near him didn’t seem one sided at all -- in fact, you’d been pretty sure he’d reciprocated your feelings.

But this... this felt like maybe you’d been imagining things.

Swallowing thickly, you drown out Ryan’s words, only managing to hear something about the body being Kaylee Hackett -- that made you feel even more sick -- and you spin around. Stood slightly behind Nick, you could hardly handle the sight of him and Abigail or the body. Pressing a hand firmly against your stomach, you’re barely aware of a pair of eyes on you until a hand falls on your shoulder.

“H-Hey, Y/N?”

Blinking, you realize it’s Dylan talking to you, his good hand on your shoulder as he squeezes it reassuringly. He looks concerned as he stares down at you, leaning to meet your height. “Are you okay?”

“I’m...” You pause, the words feeling stuck in the back of your throat as you can’t help but glance over your shoulder at Nick and Abigail. You don’t realize it, but Dylan follows your gaze and a frown mares his lips as he realizes what’s upsetting you. His eyes are already on you as you turn back to him, pressing a hand to your lips, unable to finish your words.

“Hey, it’s okay,” he calls softly, pulling you to his side with his hand. You fall into his side easily, appreciating his kindness and soothing words as you press your face into his shoulder, sniffling slightly. The events of the night were becoming too much, and seeing the boy you liked so much comforting and holding another girl so close was like the cherry on top.

“Oh man.... Poor Kaylee,” you hear Kaitlyn mumble, pulling you to move your gaze away from Dylan and over to the body once more.

You tense slightly at the sight of it and Dylan squeezes you gently.

“Nick...”

Pausing at the sound of Abigail’s voice, your gaze flickers over to her, brows furrowing.

“You smell so good...”

It’s undeniably Nick’s voice and you’re both jealous and disturbed at his words. By the way Abigail’s pushing away from his grip, you can tell she’s uncomfortable at the way he’s huddling so close to her, pressing his nose into the nape of her neck. But you don’t understand why he’s latching onto Abigail like that when they’d hardly spoken all summer.

“You alright there, buddy? Maybe dial it back a bit, huh?” Kaitlyn intervenes, stepping forward slightly.

Nick pulls back, eyes set in a harsh glare as he looks at Kaitlyn. “Fuck off, Kaitlyn.”

Surprised at his outburst, you watch with wide eyes -- Nick’s never been the one to be aggressive, and honestly with the way he was treating Abigail, he almost seemed possessive.

Pulling her back close, Abigail is considerably more uncomfortable, pushing at him as he holds her tight against him. “Nick... what are you...?”

You feel your heart fall at his next words.

“I want to taste you...”

“Hey--”

Abigail is interrupted by Nick pulling her close; “come here...”

“Nick, get off-!! Get the hell off!”

She manages to push him off of her, and directly into the water. 

Everyone’s stunned silent for a moment, especially when after a few seconds Nick doesn’t resurface. You feel your chest tighten in worry, confused by everything, until suddenly Nick pops back up, screaming. He’s yelling at the top of his lungs, scaring everyone as you jump back into Dylan who grabs onto you tightly.

He’s flailing wildly, but you can’t remember ever hearing Nick say he couldn’t swim--

“I-I just wanted him to stop,” Abigail mumbles, looking at you.

“Nick!” Ryan bellows, “dude!”

“Someone should help him!” You call out, pulling yourself from Dylan’s grasp to reach out for Nick. Ryan is quick to help you and the both of you manage to grab ahold of Nick, pulling him out of the water. Almost instantly his screaming stops and as he falls to the concrete, he huddles close to himself, shivering violently.

Frowning, you set your hand on his shoulder, pulling back with a hiss.

“He’s freezing,” you call out, turning back to Ryan and Dylan.

“O-Okay,” Ryan nods, pointing behind him. “Let’s get him into the pool house. Dry him off.”

-

Abigail had elected to help Nick, feeling guilty for what happened.

You let her. Of course you were concerned about Nick, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt by his actions -- you knew the both of you weren’t in a relationship, but you felt your feelings for him were pretty obvious and hurt to know that you hadn’t mattered to him as much as you thought.

“You alright?”

Feeling a hand fall on your back, you turn to glance back at Dylan.

He’d been careful to keep an eye on you, obviously concerned about you and you appreciated it. You and Dylan have always gotten along well, and honestly you felt besides Nick you got along with him the best. He was just so witty and sarcastic and it never failed to make you laugh, even when you were on the reciprocating end of one of his jokes.

It meant the world that he’d stuck by you since the incident at the pool.

“Y/N!”

A cry sounds out, spooking you from your thoughts as your gaze snaps over to Nick. Abigail is in front of him, having pulled back at his cry, and by the looks of it, he’d shoved her hand away and was fighting her help.

“I want Y/N.”

You blink at his words, glancing back at Dylan, Ryan and Kaitlyn who stare back at you in surprise and confusion. And then, when you turn back to Nick, Abigail’s looking at you with a deep frown on her lips -- but nonetheless, she stands, you following her shortly after a reassuring nod from Dylan, and she passes you the clothe she’d been using to dry him off with.

You approach him hesitantly, unsure. 

He’s already turned to face you the minute you reach him, and you manage a small smile as you crouch before him. “Hey, Nick.”

“Y/N...” He groans, clasping his hurt shoulder tightly.

“Here,” you call out gently, reaching out for him. “I’ll just--”

You pause, Nick’s hand coming out to grasp your own wrist tightly. You wince, the grip pinching as you halt before him, baffled by his reaction. “Nick, what are you--”

“I thought you liked me.”

Eyes widening, you feel yourself freeze at his words.

“Not Dylan!” The words leave in a rushed growl, voice harsh as he tugs you forward, making you lose your balance that you end up falling into him. Your hand falls on the other side of him, to brace yourself, gasping as his grip never relents. You’re closer to him then you’ve ever been, and you find yourself unsure of what to say as he stares up at you, breathless, with his gaze never wavering.

“Nick,” you echo out, voice wavering. “I don’t like Dylan... it’s just, you and Abi were--”

“I don’t like Abigail,” he hisses out, “I like you.”

Your brows furrow, shaking your head; “then--”

“You’re mine.” He states, moving his grip to the back of your neck, pulling you close enough to press your lips against his own. You tense at the action and even though it’s something you’ve wanted to do all summer, you never wanted to do it like this. Where Nick felt he had to prove himself out of jealousy...

Pulling back, you fight Nick’s grip, shaking your head. “What the hell is wrong with you!”

His eyes darken instantly at your words, nails digging into the back of your neck as you hiss out in pain. “You’re mine,” he repeats, voice a low, menacing whisper. “Not Dylan’s. Not Jacob’s. Not anyone else’s but mine!”

“Get off of me!” You bellow out, catching the attention of the others as you try to yank yourself away from his grasp. “Nick! Let me go, please!”

“Hey, what the hell are you doing!!”

“Let her go,” Dylan bellows, his footsteps following as he rushes towards you. “Nick, let go of her!”

Nick scoffs, and then suddenly you’re being tossed back, the force of which not possible for any human. You land against the wall adjacent, a cry leaving your lips as you land on arm wrong, and you can feel the crack of your forearm as you try to gather your bearings. You feel your eyes water, both from the pain and from what had just happened, panting as you look ahead of yourself.

Nick’s stood up now, Dylan, Ryan and Kaitlyn blocking you from his path as Abigail rushes over to you.

“She’s mine! Fuck off!”

For the first time, you’re genuinely terrified of Nick. Something you’d thought never possible.

He races forward, knocking Ryan back, and you realize he’s gunning straight for you. He’s gonna... what, kill you?

As you twist your eyes shut, preparing yourself for whatever’s going to happen, a gunshot echoes. It pulls your eyes open instantly, lips parting as you realize Abigail’s the one holding the gun and she’d shot Nick -- she’d actually... shot him.

“What the hell did you do!” You cry out, turning to Abigail with wide eyes.

Before she can reply though, Nick’s letting out a cry of pain, and your eyes fall on him once more. He’s screaming out in pain, but no one moves to help him, and then suddenly... it’s like all of his skin bursts’ off of him, shedding completely from his body, until all that’s left is some sort of... monster.

You couldn’t believe your eyes.

It... Nick, turns in the next second, rushing out of the house without so much as batting either of you another glance.

-

“Oh my god, Nick!”

It’s a cry of happiness, barely hesitating as you rush towards the boy. As soon as you reach him, you’re pulling him for a hug with your good arm, holding onto him tightly as you pant against him.

He tenses under your touch, and when you pull away, you see the look of confusion in his gaze as he stares back at you. At first his gaze is on your face, the blood smearing across your skin, but then his eyes lower to your arm, braced together in a makeshift brace.

“What...”

“Nick,” you call out gently, shaking your head. “Do you remember anything?”

His brows furrow, face twisting as he tries to think back -- tries to force the memories to come back to him. It takes a minute but then suddenly his eyes are widening and he’s turning to look at you with parted lips. “I... I hurt you,” is the first thing he says -- the most important thing. Because truly, it’s the only thing that matters to him as stare at you, the tired look in your eyes, the bruises amongst your body and most importantly the broken arm.

“It’s okay,” you argue, shaking your head. “You weren’t in your right mind.”

Nick just shakes his head, unable to find his words.

True, when everything had first happened, you’d been hurt, felt betrayed and had been so, so angry at Nick. You couldn’t rationally understand why he’d done anything he had -- but then you learned more, and being left with your thoughts allowed you to realize that none of it had really been Nick. He’d been turning into a werewolf, obviously not in his right mind... anything he’d done hadn’t been in his control whatsoever.

“It’s okay, Nick...” You nod at him, smiling gently. “I already forgave.”

“But... look at you,” he breathes, biting his lip.

You just shrug; “I’ll heal.”

He doesn’t move, frozen to the spot -- maybe he’s too scared to reach for you, thinking he’ll hurt you again. Maybe he’s still trying to remember something. Maybe, he’s not in his right mind given that he’d just been a werewolf not a few minutes ago.

Whatever it is, you don’t care.

Reaching forward, you wrap your arm around him once more, pressing your face into the crook of his neck.

“I’m just happy you’re okay.”

And for a minute, he doesn’t move. He’s completely still, scared to touch you. But then, slowly, his arms wrap around your waist -- light at first, but then he tightens his grip, slumping against you.

“I’m so sorry.”

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The Letter Pt. 2

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem! reader

Warnings: She/Her pronouns used, Homophobia

Summary: Ellie and Y/N are in two very different social groups at school. One day when Y/N's crush is cruelly exposed in front of the whole school, Y/N is brutally shot down. Finally, four years later the two run into each other again.

(I changed it to four years so reader could go to college)

High School AU

Next part will probably be the last part. I'll probably upload it tmr.

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

*Not Proof Read* TLOU Masterlist

*****

Ever since the assembly my life turned into hell. Ellie dropped me as a tutor and I was placed with some random guy who constantly reminded me of what happened. Kids snickered in the halls. Certain teachers would shoot me looks of disapproval. Kids I've never talked to stuffed church pamphlets into my locker or invited me to church.

It went on for the last few months of my senior year. Whenever any major event took place, Vivian was sure to point me out in the bleachers and remind everyone what happened.

It got to the point where I stopped going to assembly's

At least I had Dina and Jesse. They stood by me through it all. I don't know what would've happened without them.

Whenever I saw Ellie in the halls I dodged her. If I didn't, she'd clearly talk about me to her friends who'd snicker and agree.

That stupid fucking letter made my life hell.

-----Five Years Later-----

My car beeps as I lock it. I glance up at the familiar bright sign before quickly making my way into the supermarket.

Things have changed.

With one look around I can already tell they remodeled the place. I have no idea where any of the shit Dina sent me to get is.

I guess that's what I get for staying away so long. I honestly didn't plan on coming back but I miss Dina and Jesse. I fell horrible staying away all these years.

The store is mostly empty. I mean, who the fuck wants to be out at 11 o'clock at night.

I look around for one of the workers. There has to be someone here.

A small laugh catches my attention.

A long strip of smoke floats up into the air. As I walk closer to the register I start to notice a smell: weed.

" Um, hey. Can you help me? " I ask, peeking over the side of the register.

A head jumps up in surprise, bumping against the top of the checkout stand. " Fuck. " They mutter in surprise, rubbing their would with the hand not holding the joint.

" Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. "

The woman shakes her head, shoving her phone into her back pocket. She snuffs the joint out. " It's fine. " She reassures me, not looking up. " Just don't call my boss, yeah? Fuck, I can't get another write up. Fucking Kaylee with have my ass. " She mutters.

I smile at her disheveled appearance. She obviously wasn't planning on anyone coming in. " Chill, I'm not a rat. I don't care what you do. I just need some help finding some stuff. It's been a while since I've been here. " I hand her the list.

I glance over her hunched form. She nods. Her hair is messily pulled back into a half up bun. A light green vest covers some band tee.

I glance down at the the register.

My heart stops.

" Ellie? "

The womans' head snaps up in confusion. The confusion soon spreads to surprise. " Y-Y/N? Fuck, is that you? " Her poster straightens and her grip on my list becomes visibly tighter.

Ellie's face looks much more tired then in high school. She looks much more mature.

My emotions hit me like a brick wall. Every angry and sad feeling I went through senior year comes tumbling back. Every mocking sentence and rude word hits me like a ton of bricks. It feels like I'm going through it again.

At the same time seeing her activates the old crush I had. While my heart feels like it's being torn to shreds, my stomach does summer saults.

My jaw tightens and I reach for the paper. " I don't need your help. " I mutter. I'll be damned if I let her into my life again. Even if it's just for a few minutes. " I'll go to another store. "

Ellie steps back, holding my paper away. With a head shake, she responds. " What other store? It's fucking Jackson. We're the only store here. "

She's right. We both know it.

" Then...then I'll just get it myself. Give me my fucking list. " I hold out my hand.

" Can we please talk. " Ellie's brows are furrowed. " I- "

I roll my eyes. " I have no interest in talking to you, Williams. " I snap. " Fine, I'll fucking find everything without it. " I begin walking away.

" Fine! " Ellie's voice trails after me. " Look, you don't have to talk to me. "

Fuck, what the hell did I put on that list? Why the hell did I give it to her? Fuck fuck fuck.

I think I'm supposed to get mayo? Wait no. Why the fuck would I need Mayo?

" All you have to do is listen. Please, Y/N. I know I don't fucking deserve it after what I put you through-what I did, but please. Just give me a few minutes of your time. " Ellie begs.

I turn to the girl. She doesn't look like the confident girl I knew years ago. She looks...regretful?

I sigh. " Fine. You have three minutes. "

A small smile of relief flashes across Ellie's features. " Fuck, thank you. "

I nod stiffly, crossing my arms across my body.

" I was a fucking asshole in high school. " Ellie swallows. " I let my friends dictate the way I acted. All I wanted was to be popular. During Freshman year, I got bullied so I started playing a bunch of sports. I befriended a bunch of jocks and eventually a bunch of other assholes who hung around them. I became one of them. I was so fucking scared of losing my place in the group. " Ellie blushes slightly. She glances up at the ceiling, obviously not proud of what she's telling me.

" Anyways, I did a bunch of fucked up shit to stay with them. What I did to you was by far the fucking worst. " Her green eyes meet mine. " And I'm so fucking sorry. I really am. The day of the assembly Vivian came into the room and took your letter out of your sketch book. She didn't tell me what was in it. I knew it was fucked up whatever she was planning, but I didn't think it'd be that bad. I thought she'd just...I don't know...Show a not so great picture you drew off to the school-which is still a dick move-but I didn't know what she was planning. " Ellie nervously wrings her wrist.

" I'm so fucking sorry, Y/N. I was so cruel to you. So fucking mean. " Ellie looks up at me. " I knew what I was doing was wrong and I still did it. I could've said something to help but I-I didn't. I was a fucking coward and I'm so sorry. I think about it all the time. What if I was you? What if it had been me? What if I had been outed in front of the school? What if people treated me the way they had treated you? What if I treated me the way I treated you? I was so scared people would find out I'm gay. I wasn't ready for people to know. I guess...I guess I thought that if the attention was on you, I could continue sneaking around without people finding out. I can't hide forever though, Y/N. And these past few years I've realized just how bad you had it. I'm so sorry. I don't know if you can ever forgive me, but I understand if you can't. Honestly, if I were you, I fucking wouldn't. " Ellie's face is red from embarrassment and shame.

She was scared. She was scared of what people would think if they knew she was gay.

" I was scared, Ellie. I was so fucking scared. I didn't want anyone to know either. I never planned on giving you that note. It was a stupid crush. Even though I was scared, I never would've done that shit to you. I never would've talked shit about you in front of my friends or mocked you in public or at games. " I'm so torn. I don't know how I feel.

Ellie nods, closing her eyes. " Fuck, I'm sorry. "

" I don't hate you Ellie. "

" You don't? " Ellie's voice is surprised.

I shake my head. " No. I just don't know if I can trust you. You hurt me so much. "

Ellie thinks for a moment. " Maybe there's a way I can make it up to you. "

I cock my head to the side, slightly skeptical. " How? "

" How long are you in Jackson? " Ellie leans against a shelf.

" About a week, why? " I'm supposed to be hanging out with Dina and Jesse all week.

" Perfect. Give me five days. I promise, I'll fix what I fucked up. If I can't, you never have to talk to me or see me again. I swear to god I will never talk to you again if you want. Just give me a week. " Ellie's gaze is unmoving, much more confident then moments ago.

Should I trust her? What if she does something? Well she did just bare her fucking soul to me.

With a sigh I reply. " Fine. I'll give you a week. "

Tag list: Idk if I missed anyone. Sorry if I did. Lmk if I did or if u want to be tagged in the next part.

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#fanfic #fanfiction #ellie the last of us #ellie williams x you #ellie williams x reader #ellie x you #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie williams x female reader

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Summer of Love:- Home Sweet Home

Jack Hughes x F!Reader

Smut 18+ minors DNI

AN anyone on the phone will be in bold, I tried with the smut ok? Next part should be out in a couple days hopefully 🤞🏼.

TW:- mentions of sex, edging, oral (f receiving) praise kink, fingering,choking and swearing? 🤷🏼‍♀️

(Not my gif, credits to who made this)

It had been a few days since the accident. Mackenzie sat on the side of the bed legs swinging, attempting to do her makeup with one hand. Jack had offered to help and got as far as concealer but had to leave for a morning workout with the boys. Huffing Mackenzie gave up, reaching for her phone to call Kaylee to see if she would come and help, Mackenzie was also frustrated because she forgot she needed to shower and so the “makeup” if you could call it that, she’d put on was pointless anyways and she still required assistance to get dressed and she didn’t feel comfortable asking a nurse for help. Growing up together there wasn’t much Kaylee hadn’t seen before, considering the endless amount of times they’ve had to help a drunk one another into clothes after a night out, or the countless times they’d walked into the bathroom to use the toilet as the other showered. You could say they were beyond the line of a normal best friendship, and so if Jack couldn’t help her change, Kaylee certainly would.

Unlocking her phone, Mackenzie clicked on the second most recent contact. Kaylee picked up on the second ring, “hello my American sweetheart” Kaylee greeted. “Hey gorgeous, are you up to anything?” Kenzie smirked knowing the answer, “girl… since when do I do anything without you?” Kaylee deadpanned. Mackenzie laughed before teasing, “true just gotta check you’re not cheating on me”. “If anything you’re cheating on me with Jacky boy, but he’s cute so I’ll forgive you for that.” Kaylee teased back, Mackenzie rolled her eyes, “you’re not even into boys so how can that statement be factually correct?” Kaylee laughed “I could be secretly into boys” Kenzie laughed again, “considering I was your “sexual awakening” when you drunkenly kissed me and told me I was sexy at a house party at 16 I doubt we’re at the point of hiding things from each other.” “Hey! I still stand by that statement. You are sexy as hell, Jacky boy is one lucky boy, I’ve seen your lap dance moves!” Both girls belly laughing at the memory of Mackenzie stunning the room into silence after a lap dance dare, Mackenzie would never admit it but she killed it. “Okaaayyy swiftly moving on, can you come to the hospital I need help with changing and my makeup, I wanna look hot.” Kenzie pleaded, “I’m on my way home girl, I’ve already ordered my Uber” “See now this is why I love you.” “Oh that’s why? But any excuse to see your fine ass and I’m there!” “Careful Jack doesn’t hear you say that” Mackenzie laughed out, “I’ll see you in a little bit beautiful, love you mwah” “I’ll see you soon gorgeous, love you mwah” the girls blew each other a kiss and hung up.

Looking at the time, Mackenzie figured Jack would be done or finishing up his workout, so she decided to call him but before she could call him, “Jack❤️” came across her screen with a picture of the two at a devils game, Mackenzie smiling widely with Jack kissing her cheek. Answering, Mackenzie speaks first “well hello handsome I was just about to call you.” “Oh really? You causing trouble in the ward?” “Me? Trouble? Never. I was just letting you know that Kaylee’s coming to help me get ready for the day. The doctors are going to make their rounds soon. I’m hoping I’ll be discharged today and we can maybe go on a little date this evening?” “Yeah sounds perfect, we haven’t had the chance to go on one in a while huh? I’m just heading back home now, I can drop Kaylee off if she wants?” “Oh babe she’s already ordered an Uber and is halfway here but thank you though. You have any ideas for our date then lover boy?” They usually took it in turns to plan the dates and this time it was Jacks turn. “I have a few ideas, most require two arms which might cause an issue considering you have one right now.” Jack teased, “just means you actually have a chance at winning this time”, Mackenzie shot back. “Oh really? Is that how you wanna play baby? I’ll remember that when you pout because you want my help at the mini golf course.” “Mhm you say that like you don’t purposely get up close and personal. Anyways I’ll let you go shower, Kaylee should be here soon. I love you.” “I love you too baby, I’ll come over in a little.”

True to her word, Kaylee did in fact arrive soon. After greeting Mackenzie with a hug and kiss on the cheek as usual, Kaylee walked over to the bag Jack had packed for Kenzie and pulled out denim shorts, a white cropped tank top and a Red Devils hoodie that judging by the smell of cologne belonged to Jack. Kaylee set them on the bed before making her way to the door locking it, making her way back to Mackenzie to help her up and to the bathroom. Mackenzie reached to turn the shower on before sitting on the bench so Kaylee could help her undress. “And here I was thinking I’d get a famous Mackenzie special lap dance.” Kaylee teased, “maybe on your birthday if you’re a good girl” Kenzie winked, Kaylee pouted before helping her take off her shirt that was again definitely Jacks judging by how it fell to her knees. “Do you own any clothes or do you just steal Jacks all the time?” Kaylee smirked, “oh please I bet if I went through your closet at home there would be plenty of clothes you’ve stolen from your ex girlfriends.” Kenzie retaliated standing to take off her pj shorts. Kaylee left after that letting Mackenzie shower in peace, she kept the door slightly ajar incase Mackenzie needed help, both girls chatting away about anything and everything. After showering Kaylee helped Kenzie get dressed reaching for a matching bra and underwear set claiming she’d thank her later. “I don’t know what bedroom activities you think I’m gonna be getting up to because I can guarantee Jack doesn’t think I look hot with bruises and a broken arm.” Kenzie rolled her eyes, Kaylee stared at her for 10 seconds quirking her eyebrow before replying “girl… you know I love you and I’m gonna be straight up that boy loves you to death, he doesn’t care if you look like Fiona from shrek he’d still think you’re the most beautiful woman in the room as do I might I add.” “Mhmm maybe we should test that” Kenzie laughed. The girls then finished Mackenzie’s makeup before cuddling in bed together waiting for the doctors to come round. After waiting an hour the girls decided to FaceTime Maddy, Freya and Olivia, as Kaylee was preoccupied bragging about getting to see Mackenzie’s “hot ass” their words not Kenzie’s, Mackenzie decided to post something on Instagram to inform the world she was still alive and kicking.

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Kenzie.Havener sup party people, I am still alive and kicking. It’ll take more than a damn tree to take this girl out. Thank you for all the love and messages I appreciate every single one of you! 🫶🏼

Special thank you to mom for the Nerf updates 😌🫶🏼 isn’t he the cutest? 🥹 and special appreciation to my bubs for being by my side every step of the way, and for buying me my very cool monkey who we have decided to call Oakley after the tree that brought him to us 🤙🏼 i love you endlessly baby, thank you for always being there for me. ❤️

jackhughes I love you forever baby ❤️, but maybe try and not give me a damn heart attack next time yeah?

trevorzegras I need that picture of jack rq 🙏🏼

Kenzie.Havener check your messages 😌

trevorzegras you are a literal angel 🤙🏼

Kenzie.Havener just doing gods work 🤙🏼

jackhughes why that picture 😭, you said you wouldn’t send it to anyone 😩❤️

Kenzie.Havener you needed to be humbled baby ❤️

l_hughes06 awww Nerf is so cute!! Mom how come we never had a dog 😭😩

Kay.Johnson because it’d have ran away 0.2 seconds into living with you boys and I wouldn’t blame it😭🥹

l_hughes06 someone come collect their girlfriend 😫🤨

Kenzie.Havener ok come on gorgeous, clearly he’s salty after being humbled 💅🏼

Frey.Lodge ok come on babe 🫶🏼

Maddy.Elizabeth baby let’s get outta here ❤️

Olivia.Autumn beautiful let’s humble him together and call it a date 😉😙

l_hughes06 what is wrong with you guys? 😩🤨

jackhughes how long do you have lukey? 💀

Skylar.Grace I cannot with you calling him Oakley after the tree that nearly killed you 💀😭😂

Kenzie.Havener it was a truly humbling experience😌😙

Edwards.73 how much did Jack have a say in this? 🤨

jackhughes more than I’d like to admit your honour 🫡🤚🏼

Elblue06 so glad you’re ok sweetie, the boys better be taking care of you whilst I’m gone🤨💙

Kenzie.Havener oh they are taking such good care of me, I love you mama Hughes 💙

Elblue06 I love you too Kenz 💙

AngelaWoods oh my baby, Im so thankful you’re ok. I love you!! And you’re welcome for the Nerf updates, I’ll send you more soon 🫶🏼❤️

Kenzie.Havener thank you mom, I love you too. Please send more I miss him so much 😭❤️

Mackenzie tuned back into the girls conversation as soon as Olivia said g-spot, “I’m sorry. what?” Mackenzie questioned. Olivia looked at Mackenzie through the screen lifting an eyebrow before asking “how much of the conversation were you paying attention to kenz?” “I heard g-spot but that was it, I was making an Insta post to let people know I’m still alive.” Kenzie replied now more interested than before. “Ugh someone explain what’s going on, I’ve literally been talking for 10 minutes” Olivia huffed, “fine I’ll get her updated, basically Olivia and Chase are having issues in the bedroom. Chase thinks everything is fine but Olivia does not and won’t say anything” Maddy summarised. “What kinda issues are you having Liv?” Mackenzie questions, Olivia sighs “I don’t know where to begin Kenz.” “Start with what’s bothering you the most?” Kenzie suggested. “Ok well, in the time we’ve been dating he’s never made my orgasm from just sex, he’s never found my g-spot, and it’s just vanilla. There’s no spice, nothing new, I’ve tried wearing lingerie for him but it changed nothing” Olivia vented, “Oh wowza, have you ever orgasmed in the time you’ve dated him? Or have you faked it the entire time?” Kenzie asked, “I’ve orgasmed but only from oral and even then it’s a rarity that he’ll go down on me” Olivia frowned.

“Mhmm” Mackenzie hummed encouraging her to go on. “It’s like there’s no passion and it’s a chore for him now. It’s literally a 10 minute job and then he’ll turn over and go to sleep. What do I do Kenz? We’re the only ones in long term relationships here, please tell me you and Jack have had similar problems before?” Olivia sighed out. “Liv I wish I could tell you yes.” Kenzie pouted feeling bad for her close friend. “Wait you’re telling me that you and Jack have never had bedroom problems?” Maddy asked. “Only one and we’re working on it so I can happily say I’m a very satisfied girly” Kenzie beamed. “So he’s found your g-spot before? During sex?” Olivia questioned, getting closer to the screen. “Found and become more than acquainted with it, both during sex and with his fingers” Kenzie responded in a heartbeat. “And he’s made you cum?” Olivia inquired, “oh yea! More times then I can ever recall” Mackenzie replied feeling bad that this wasn’t something Olivia could say. “And it’s not vanilla? Like you’ve worn lingerie and it’s not been the same?” Olivia inquired again, “oh no! I try and leave lingerie for special occasions you know to keep things interesting. But it’s definitely not vanilla, like I said we only have one problem but we’re working on it and I’m happy with that” Mackenzie responded. “And what’s that?” Kaylee now joined in, “I don’t feel like I should share that without Jacks consent or him around. But like I said we’re working on it and I’m happy with that” Mackenzie said, whilst she was more than happy to help her girls out respect was a massive thing for Mackenzie and talking about hers and Jacks issue in the bedroom wasn’t something she was comfortable sharing without Jacks consent or with him around to be able to input into the conversation.

“Okay but like what kinks do you have? What keeps things spicy?” Olivia asked trying to get as much help from her friend as possible. “Look Liv, Jacks gonna be here soon why don’t I talk to him and see if he’d be willing to have a FaceTime session with us into helping you spice up your bedroom life? Might be useful to get a guys perspective on it all?” Kenzie replied, she felt a little uncomfortable being the only one talking about her sex life. She loved these girls to pieces and would help them the best she could but this was something she couldn’t really talk about without Jack. “You’d do that? Oh Kenz thank you!! Chase is away with the boys for the weekend so I can FaceTime later?” Olivia cheerfully responded, “ yeah course I will Liv, anyways me and Kaylee are gonna go. The doctors will be here soon and so will Jack. We love you all.” Kenzie sent them all an air kiss and Kaylee hung up.

Before either of the girls could start a conversation there was a knock on the door, “come in” Mackenzie called out however when the person tried to open the door it was locked. “Oh sorry one moment” Kenzie shouted out as Kaylee got up to unlock it. Dr Kingston walked into the room, smiling warmly at Mackenzie. “Oh sorry Dr Kingston we must have forgotten to unlock it after I showered” Kenzie apologised. “That’s alright dear, I must ask for your permission to talk about your medical condition with this lovely lady in the room.” Dr Kingston smiled at Kaylee. “Yes you have my permission” Mackenzie smiled. “Ok well from the scans I had requested there’s no suggestion to any brain injury and your concussion seems to be healing well. I had some extra X-rays done of your ribs and arm, to confirm the fractures. Your arm will take 6 weeks to heal and your ribs will take 3-6 weeks to heal. Now I’ve been told your a field hockey player is that correct?” Dr Kingston read from her file. “Yes Doc, but the season doesn’t start back up until September, training starts late august.” Kenzie replied. “Mhmm you should be healed and able to play by then it is only May 27th however I would like you to take it easy, no high energy activities and no hockey training for 6 weeks. I will make you an appointment to come back and see me 6 weeks from now and make you an appointment to see another doctor back in… New Jersey as a check up but I am happy to discharge you please do come back if you have any concerns” Dr Kingston smiled, “thank you doctor.” Dr Kingston left the room closing the door behind her.

Kaylee immediately started packing Mackenzie’s stuff as Kenzie texted Jack asking him to come pick her and Kaylee up. She immediately got a voice note telling her he was already on his way to come visit her anyways. “Don’t forget Oakley!!” Kenzie called out, “ah yes Oakley the monkey you affectionately named after the thing that almost killed you” Kaylee sighed. “Jack and I found it funny! He’s my humbling monkey, could have been worse! I could have called him Jack junior” Mackenzie laughed at the disgusted expression on Kaylee’s face. After signing the discharge papers, Mackenzie and Kaylee made their way down to the parking lot to wait for Jack. Jack pulled up 20 minutes later, jumping out to help Kaylee with the bags putting them in the trunk before coming back around to hug and kiss Mackenzie, Kenzie flipping off Kaylee as she fake gagged at the couple. Pulling away Kenzie looked over at Kaylee, “oh please you’re just jealous im getting laid and you’re not getting any” Kaylee sighed dramatically “I mean… you’re not wrong.”

Mackenzie walked around to the front passenger door about to open it before a hand reached to stop her, “you’ve been gone for 5 days and you’ve already forgotten the rule” Jack huffed out. The “rule” Jack was referring to, was something that was made up before they even started dating, if Jack was around he refused to let Mackenzie open any doors always reaching for them before she even had a chance to touch the handle. Mackenzie rolled her eyes leaning up to kiss him as he pulled the door open for her, helping her get in and buckling her seatbelt for her. The drive back was pretty uneventful, Mackenzie had fallen asleep 10 minutes into the ride leaving Jack and Kaylee to chat amongst themselves. “So Jacky boy, when are you planning on proposing to my home girl here? Kaylee started, “ssshhh Kay” Jack started before briefly glancing over to make sure Mackenzie was still asleep before looking back at the road, “the boys and I are planning to look for promise rings in a few weeks time. Then I was thinking of actually proposing in a year or two. I mean we are only 22, well I am Kenzie in a few weeks but you get what I mean.” “You haven’t given her a promise ring yet? You’ve been dating nearly 3 years!?” Kaylee was shocked, if not a proposal she’d have thought Jack had at least brought or had given her a promise ring. “It slipped my mind ok? I’m planning to make it up to her by planning out a promise proposal not entirely sure how to make it perfect for her without using ideas for our actual proposal” Jack glanced at Kaylee in the mirror, “I have a few ideas I’m sure the girls will be more than happy to help.” Kaylee smiled.

10 minutes later they pulled into the drive way of the lake house, Kaylee climbed out to grab the bags with the help of Luke. Jack walked around the front of the car opening Mackenzie’s door reaching over to unbuckle her seatbelt and picking her up bridal style turning her bad ribs into him. She stirred in her sleep mumbling out a faint “Jack?” which he wouldn’t have heard had her head not been resting on his shoulder, “yeah baby I’m here, we’re home” Jack whispered. “I love you Jack” Kenzie whispered before snuggling into the crook of his neck, placing kisses. “I-I love you too kenz” Jack moaned softly as she kissed over his sweet spot, sucking lightly as he walked up the stairs to their bedroom, Kaylee and Luke following behind with bags and Oakley. “B-baby we can’t right now, Kaylee and Luke are following behind us” Jack leaned down to whisper, “but I want you, I want you so bad Jack” Kenzie begged. “We can’t baby, you need to rest and the doctor said no high energy activities” Jack replied struggling to not give in. As they entered the bedroom, Jack gently laid Mackenzie on the bed before turning to grab the bags and Oakley off Luke and Kaylee. “Kenz you want me to join you and Jack for the call with Olivia?” Kaylee asked, Jack looked over at Mackenzie confused, “what call?” Jack asked. “Oh right, erm Luke you may wanna leave for this” Kenzie warned as the youngest Hughes walked away, “Olivia requires a male opinion on some issues she and Chase are having, would you mind listening and giving some advice?” Kenzie questioned. “What kinda issues?” Jack quirked one of his eyebrows at the girls, “bedroom issues” is all Kaylee said before reaching to call Olivia, “it’ll be easier if she explains.”

“Hey wifey’s and Jackson” Olivia greeted smiling, “not my name but hey” Jack greeted. After chatting for a little, Jack decided to break the ice into what this call was meant to be about “soooo I heard from two little birdies you need some male advice?” Olivia sighed “yeah, I’m at a loss for what to do” “well what’s the actual issue?” Jack looked between the three girls. “My sex life is boring as fuck! There’s no passion, it’s like it’s become a chore for Chase to fuck me. He’s never made me orgasm during sex, oral is a rarity, I’ve tried wearing lingerie but it changed nothing. He won’t even go and get me a wash cloth after we’re done” Olivia vented, Jacks face was full of surprise. “What? Does he not know what a g-spot is?” Jack quirked his eyebrow, “no because that’s what I’ve been saying!! He asks me to go down on him or help him get off but with me? He’s not interested, if he catches me trying to get off he’ll just sigh and leave the room. And if I even suggest a new kink I wanna try out he just acts like it’s something to be ashamed of? What do i do? How do you and Kenz keep it good and interesting?” Olivia finished, Jack looked at Mackenzie with a look that was asking for permission to talk about their experiences together, Mackenzie nodded if there was anyone she’d trust to keep this secretive it would be these girls. “Well when kenz and I first started having sex we decided to write a small list of things we’d both be open to trying aside from the usual stuff and every now and then we’ll pick one to try out. Communication is important, both myself and Kenz have tried stuff together and not enjoyed it but we were honest about it. As a guy I can’t lie and say that before Mackenzie, my only thought about having sex was to get off, I didn’t put as much thought into the girls pleasure as I’d like to admit I should have but with Mackenzie it’s just different. Like before I’d only go down on a girl if she asked me to but with Mackenzie I dunno how to explain it but I want to do it she doesn’t need to ask me and not just because it’ll lead me to getting something in return. There’s been plenty of nights where we’ve just focused on one person whether that be me or kenz.”

Looking over at Mackenzie, Jack noticed her cheeks flush. “So what you’re saying is just talk to him?” Olivia sighed knowing that was the inevitable, “well yes or you could try something new?What have you tried so far?”Jack suggested. “Or you could just join me in the gay girly club” Kaylee added lightening the mood, “unfortunately for you im not into girls sorry bestie but we’ve not tried a lot, most we’ve done is a blindfold.” “Ooooo I forgot about that, can we add that to our list baby?” Mackenzie asked already pulling up the locked notes in the phone and adding it, “yeah baby why not? Hmm maybe try a switch kink then, you be in control for once?” Jack suggested. After some hyping up from the girls, Olivia agreed to try being dominant with Chase when he got back tomorrow night, promising to keep them updated. Kaylee then walked out of the room still talking to Olivia, leaving the couple in peace.

As soon as the door shut Mackenzie was leaning over kissing Jacks neck again, this time sucking a little harder, not enough to leave hickies but enough that Jack moaned out “K-kenz we can’t, you need to rest.” “I’ve rested enough baby” Kenzie replied moving up to kiss him on the lips, hands playing with the hem of his shirt tugging lightly on it. Pulling away Jack took his shirt off before coming back in to kiss her again. Mackenzie tried but failed to take off her hoodie, laughing Jack was quick to help before realising that the door was still unlocked. Jack stood up to lock the door turning around to find Mackenzie struggling with her tank top, shaking his head he walked back to the bed helping her discard of it along with her bra. Jack moved his head to kiss her neck getting lower and lower until he wrapped his mouth around her left nipple, “Ohhhhh” Mackenzie moaned out before being shushed by Jack as someone knocked on the door. “Yo Jack?” Quinn called out trying to open the door, Jack shot up throwing Mackenzie his shirt to put on. Mackenzie slipped it on quickly with Jacks help, laying on the bed under the covers pretending to be asleep. Jack walked over to unlock and open the door, “yeah?” “We’re all going out for dinner and bowling are you and Mackenzie coming?” Quinn asked before peaking into the room seeing Mackenzie asleep or so he thought. “I think me and Kenz were gonna have a date night but she fell asleep. Is everyone going?” Jack asked smiling. “Yeah everyone’s in the cars ready to go. I’ll call when we’re on our way back incase you two want ice cream” Quinn smiled at his brother before turning away.

Turning back, Jack climbed back onto the bed from the bottom making his way up under the covers till he was laying on top of Kenzie, her eyes were still shut, but they quickly opened to the sensation of Jacks warm tongue sucking her nipple again, “OOHH” she moaned out. Jack switched to give the other one the same amount of attention, “mhmm Jack baby” Kenzie moaned reaching her hand to wrap around his hair. Jack left her nipples, moving to leave a trail of kisses down her abdomen, fingers unbuttoning her shorts and pulling the zipper down, pushing them off her legs along with her panties. Carefully, Jack spread her legs apart slotting in between them perfectly like a puzzle piece, using his thumbs Jack pushed her folds apart exposing her more before leaning in to leave teasing butterfly kisses around her pussy. Kenzie tugged gently on his hair, “mhmm jack please” “what do you want baby? Tell me what you want” Jack loved hearing her beg. “I want you baby” Kenzie pleaded, “you have me baby, I’m right here” Jack wasn’t letting her off that easy like he usually did. “Jack please! Please I want you to eat me out!” Kenzie cried out, “mhmm that’s a good girl” Jack praised her before leaning in slowly licking her clit before dropping down to her entrance coming back up again. “Ohhhhh fuck mhmmm” Kenzie moaned out quietly, Jack stopped pulling away no more than necessary “you can be as loud as you want baby, no one’s here. Tell me how good it feels” before diving back in picking up where he left off adding sucking her clit into the actions he was doing. “Fuck Jack, mmmm Jack” Mackenzie moans louder, Jack moans back the vibrations causing her breath to hitch in her throat. “Aaahhh Jack, Jack don’t stop” Kenzie panted out, Jack shook his head side to side, “mmmm Jack! oh Jack I’m gonna cum” Kenzie warned and Jack immediately stopped ,pulling away from her, Mackenzie whined out pulling the covers back and looking down at him.

“Whyyyy?” “What can I say our sex ed phone call gave me the idea that we should practice on your edging baby” Jack argued before slipping a finger in her. “Oh fuckkk Jack” Mackenzie rolled her eyes back at the unexpected action. Jack started moving his finger back and forward keeping it ridged to avoid hitting her g-spot for the time being, “you like when I finger you hmm baby? Love my hands don’t you?” “Y-yessss Jack mmm, feels so good!” Kenzie whined out, “yeah? You want another angel?” Jack asked getting his middle finger ready, “y-yess, mmm jack please” Slipping his middle finger in, Jack started curling them in a come here motion and moving them faster. “H-harder J-Ja-ack” Mackenzie was getting closer to the edge, Jack started thrusting his fingers harder into her grazing her g-spot as he did so. “OH MMM JACK, THERE BABY RIGHT THERE” Mackenzie moaned louder, “right here baby?” Jack asked grazing her g-spot once again. “Y-YES IM GONNA CU-CUMMM” Mackenzie was silently pleading with him to let her fall over the edge but Jack had other plans pulling his fingers away and rubbing her thighs in a soothing motion as she whined out again.

“You’re doing so good for me baby” Jack praised, “l-let me help you baby”Mackenzie pleaded. Jack climbed up the bed laying on his side beside her a noticeable tent in his shorts. “Not yet baby” Jack leaned down kissing her as he slid two fingers back inside her, “o-oH MmmmM Jack”. Mackenzie rolled her eyes back, “how’s that feel baby?” Jack asked picking up the pace of his fingers, as he curled them hitting her g-spot head on. “S-so good!! You’re so- so good to me, mmm I-I’m gonna c-cummm” Mackenzie warned, “yeah? That feel good? Gotta look after my baby don’t I” Jack pulled his fingers out again just as she reached the edge, Mackenzie panting out “J-Jack I can’t take another, I need to c-cum. It’s s-starting to h-hurt a little” she pleaded, “ok, ok baby girl, you’ve been a good girl for me haven’t you?” Jack pulled down his shorts and boxers stroking himself a few times before reaching over to the nightstand grabbing a condom, rolling it on Jack positioned himself at her entrance intertwining his right hand with her left one as he slid in. Mackenzie threw her head back at the stretch, squeezing his hand gently, Jack moaned out as his tip hit her walls. He kept still letting her adjust to him before slowly thrusting in and out of her, “oh oh Jack mmmm faster, h-harder” Mackenzie moaned out, “you sure you can handle that baby?” Jack moaned increasing the pace of his thrusts tilting his hips to hit her g-spot.

“YES MMM FUCK JACK, PLEASE” reaching for the hand that wasn’t occupied with hers, Mackenzie placed it around her throat squeezing gently. “You want me to choke you?” Jack squeezed his eyes shut moaning louder, “mhmm please jack Im so fucking close.” Jack squeezed his hand around her neck gently knowing she didn’t like it squeezed any harder, “oh f-f-fuck j-jack I’m gonna cum, please. Please can I cum?” Kenzie’s eyes fluttered as she struggled to keep them open, “c-cum baby, cum for me” Jack moaned squeezing her hand. Mackenzie fell over the edge, walls pulsating around him, eyes rolled back, mouth open chanting his name. Jack slowed his thrusts helping her through her orgasm which seemed to be lasting a lot longer than usual. “JACK OH OH FUCK MMMM JACK” Mackenzie opened her eyes still cumming, she thought Jack made the hottest face when he came. She watched as his eyes rolled back, brows furrowed, making the sexiest noises she’d ever thought existed as he fell over the edge, “Oh oH Kenzie, FFuck baby!”

Jack collapsed on top of her being care of her ribs, panting as he slowly pulled out of her. Standing off the bed removing the condom in the bathroom bin and coming back with a warm wash cloth to clean her up, helping her get changed and off the bed to use the bathroom. Coming back Mackenzie found Jack eyes half open laying on the bed, he looked exhausted. “Jack?” Mackenzie called as she climbed back into bed snuggling into his shirtless chest, jack hummed in response, “are you ok bubs?” Kenzie was concerned. “Yeah just didn’t sleep much last night, was too worried about leaving you alone in the hospital” Jack admitted, “oh baby you could have called me! I never sleep well when you’re away, need you. You make me feel so safe” Mackenzie admitted. “Mmm you’re always safe with me baby. I love you, gonna make you my wife one day” Jack started playing with her blonde hair, “I love you Jacky, can’t wait to be Mrs Hughes one day.” Mackenzie leaned up to kiss him but whined out, “what? What is it?” Jack looked down worry filling his blue eyes. “N-Nothing” Mackenzie gritted out, “kenz it’s not nothing, what hurts? Are you due your pain meds?” Jack glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand answering his own question as he reached down for the bag beside the bed pulling out the packet of medication. “I told you we shouldn’t have done anything, you need to rest” Jack blamed himself, “no no I’ll be ok, just need my meds but hey? I handled three this time I’d call that progress” Mackenzie smirked, “you did so well baby” Jack kissed her before popping out two pills for her to take, reaching into the bag again he pulled out her water bottle. Mackenzie took the pills, snuggled back into Jack and slowly fell asleep with Jack playing with her hair.

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes #quinn hughes #umich hockey #ethan edwards x reader #summer of love #summer of love master list #jack hughes smut

[01rocketboy01]

When The Sun Rises (Nick Furcillo x GN!Reader)

Summary: After the most terrifying night of your life, the sun finally rises. In the light of dawn, the werewolf curse lifts, and you are finally reunited with Nick.

This story kinda assumes some sort of pre established relationship between reader and Nick.

Warnings: Blood, Language, Death (fear of others death), basically anything cannon typical

You were up a tree, having quickly climbed up it to escape from one of the werewolves that had been terrorizing you and your friends, and had resigned yourself to stay there until morning. Luckily, you hadn’t had to wait long, though it had felt like an eternity.

As the sky finally began to glow with the light of morning, you allowed yourself to breathe a sigh of relief. You had made it. You were alive. Thank god.

Victory, however, was short lived as a wave of anxiety crashed over you. While you knew you were safe in the light of day, you had no idea how many of your friends had survived. Fuck, you could be the only one left for all you knew.

Your clothes felt like they were plastered against your body, slick with sweat and blood. Although you were sure you hadn’t been injured much, aside from some scrapes, cuts, and bruises that were sure to hurt like a bitch, you knew you were covered in an alarming amount of blood.

Nick.

You had seen him turn into one of those things. Now that the sun was up, he should be back to normal, right? The other monsters wouldn’t have attacked him if he was one of them?

But the Hacketts. And Laura. What if he had been mistaken for Chris, like Kaylee had? What if someone had no choice, them or him?

“Worst case scenario.” Is what Laura had said when she gave Abigail the silver bullet. You hoped it hadn’t come to that.

Grabbing onto the trunk for balance, you carefully slid down the tree, feet landing firmly on the ground. The sun’s rays were spreading across the ground, bathing the world in a gentle orange light. It was comforting, the warmth, and god you were exhausted. You briefly considered just laying down on the ground and letting the sun wash over you, falling asleep in the mud and leaves. No. You shook the thought away and started walking towards where you thought the lodge was. You couldn’t have run that far.

Walking through the woods, you unconsciously scanned your surroundings, all of your senses working together to take in as much as they could. You felt like you were on high alert. You supposed a night being a monster’s quarry did that to a person.

From off in the woods, you heard the crunching of leaves and the snap of a twig. Someone was out here with you.

“Hello?” You called out. “Who’s there?”

The noise paused, and for a moment you thought it had just been an animal. Then you heard a voice.

“Y/N? Is that you?” His voice sounded tired, but the accent was unmistakable. Nick.

“Nick! Keep talking, I’m coming to you!” You turned in the direction you had first heard the sound, walking quickly through the brush.

“I’m over here!” He called. You broke through the line of trees and saw him. His clothing was torn and hanging off of him, and his hair was messy. That wasn’t what was most concerning, though. Nick was absolutely drenched in blood, every part of him practically saturated with it. His eyes were wide when they met yours, and he was trembling slightly.

“What…what happened? Why am I covered with blood?” He blinked a few times, as if taking you in as well. “Why are you splattered with blood? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” You felt a sense of relief. He was here, he was alive, and he didn’t seem injured despite the alarming amount of blood.

“What happened?” Nick repeated himself. He hadn’t moved towards you, as if he didn’t trust himself. He seemed a little out of it, but Christ, who wouldn’t be? And how were you supposed to explain what happened? Oh yeah, sorry, you just turned into a werewolf and the rest of us spend the night running for our lives from you and the Hacketts, who are also werewolves by the way! There’s no way he’d believe you. But then again, after all that’s happened tonight…

“How much do you remember?” You asked him, stepping cautiously closer.

“I remember…that animal. The thing that attacked me in the woods. My leg…” He reached down, touching it gingerly. He blinked, looking down at it. “I thought….didn’t it bite me?” Where there had been a vicious bite mark hours earlier, the skin was smooth and unbroken.

“You were bitten.” You nodded. “It…it must’ve healed.”

“Healed?” Nick looked more and more confounded. “What happened to me?”

You took a deep breath. “The animal that attacked you in the woods? It was a werewolf. It bit you and you turned. When the sun rose, you turned back.” Nick looked at you, incredulous. “I know it sounds insane, but believe me. It happened.” You were close enough to touch him now, looking into his eyes.

He seemed to consider what you were saying, the look on your face making him pause. He scoured your expression, looking for any sign of a strange prank or odd joke.

“You’re telling the truth.” He concluded. It was an observation, not a question. “I….I turned? Into a werewolf?”

“It’s not as cool as it sounds. It was terrifying.”

“I’m sorry.” He apologized. He was still trembling, though he sounded exhausted. You reached out, taking one of his hands in yours. His muscles were tense, but seemed to relax slightly when you held him.

“It’s not your fault.” You assured him. “Are you hurt?”

“No, no, I’m fine. I mean…I’m covered in blood…but I don’t feel any pain. I’m just….fuck I’m so tired.” He admitted, a heavy sigh escaping him. “I feel like I’ve run a mile.”

“It’s over now.” You reassured him. If he was cured. You pushed the thought down. That was a conversation for another time, when Nick was feeling better.

“Can I….can I have a hug?” He asked sheepishly. “You don’t have to, I know I’m sort of disgusting right now-“ You cut him off, wrapping your arms around him tightly. The stress seemed to melt from both of you bodies and he hugged you back, his body warming your chilled skin.

“You’re freezing.” He breathed quietly, holding you tighter. He buried his face into your shoulder, and you ran your fingers through his hair, trying to provide as much comfort as you could. He pulled his head up, meeting your eyes. “When I was turned….I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You shook your head. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”

“Thank god.”

“I had a close call with one of the other werewolves though.”

His hand came up and cupped the side of your face. The concern was evident in his eyes. “I-I didn’t even think to ask, shit, I’m sorry. I don’t remember, but you…..you’ve had a hellish night, haven’t you?”

Your silence was all the answer he needed. He bumped his forehead gently against yours. “I’m here if you need to talk about it.”

“Nick?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you.”

He smiled and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips. “Anytime.”

“Let’s get back to the lodge. We should be able to find you some new clothes and get you cleaned up.” You really didn’t want to leave the warmth of the hug, but knew you had make sure the others knew you two were alive. And make sure they were alive, too.

Nick nodded and pulled back, keeping your hand as he intertwined his fingers with yours. “Lead the way.”

#nick the quarry #nick furcillo #nick x reader #nick furcillo x reader #the quarry x gn reader #the quarry nick #nick furcillo x gn reader #nick x gn reader #the quarry #the quarry supermassive games

[likecrapthroughagoose]

Godzilla x Kong gets... probably a 7.5 or 8 out of 10 from me. I liked it a lot, but the last act felt like it was rushing (which should never be the case for a 2+ hour movie). The action was really good though and the visual effects, while dwarfed by Minus One, were excellent.

Spoiler-y opinions below:

Okay so- Kong's portions of the movie were actually really strong. Granted, I'm easily amused by anything that involves monkeys falling down a lot. But in all seriousness, you can tell they had the most story ideas for Kong. His fights are good, the monsters his arc introduces are cool, and the way they've aged his design is also pretty nifty. You will believe a gorilla can be daddy.

That said, the strength of Kong's part of the movie brings me to my main complaint. The other two focal points, Godzilla and the human cast really didn't feel like they had as much to do. Less so for the human cast, which I'll get to in a moment, but it kinda felt like Godzilla was sidelined.

Weirdly, that isn't to say he wasn't in the movie. Godzilla's scenes are almost as plentiful as Kong's, if not equally so. The movie, to its credit, does a pretty good job of giving everyone equal-ish screentime, so Godzilla does get plenty of scenes. The problem is that most of them are just him going from point A to point B to point C and so forth.

In fairness, Goji's scenes are at least entertaining. He gets some superb city destruction and the best fights in the movie (and it has plenty) are his. Though speaking of fights, I am disappointed that we didn't get to see any new-old monsters. Scylla is a cool enough design on its own that I don't mind it, but Tiamat is similar enough to Manda that I felt like SOME acknowledgement could be made. I mean shoot, just have them be called Titanus Ebirah and Titanus Manda on the computer radar thingie they keep cutting to. Problem solved.

At least we get Godzilla sleeping in the Colosseum like a cat. It's a cheap pop, but I'm still here for it.

The human story is decent, if nothing special. The only returning cast are Rebecca Hall, Kaylee Hottle, and Brian Tyree Henry. Dan Stevens joins them as... I guess Kong's veterinarian for lack of a better word, rounding out the quartet of focal characters. I don't know if I enjoyed his character or if he annoyed me. Hottle and Hall deliver more of the "constantly mildly uncomfortable deaf girl who just wishes everyone would leave her pet gorilla alone and her overprotective adopted mother" stuff. It was fine in the last movie, it's fine here. Henry's conspiracy theorist character is... less irksome than he could have been. While in the previous film he was a surprising amount of depth for the archetype he was portraying, here he's firmly in the comic relief role. It never quite veers into annoying, but there are parts where it does leave you going, "okay, but why does he need to be here?" He at least makes it out better than Stevens, who may be the world's first example of a token white guy.

All that said, the human plot was actually kinda working for me. The whole "lost civilization deep within the hollow earth that harnesses mysterious natural powers and also worships/summons Mothra" thing felt like a really fun tribute to the kind of story you'd see in the classic Showa Era films without being anachronistic.

As much as I complain, there was something I noticed beyond the movie itself that made me happy. The theater was packed, which is great to see, but more than that there was a ton of kids in there, right around the same age I was when I was first getting into Godzilla. The same age I was when I got picked on for liking it. I couldn't help but look around the theater after the movie and feel vindicated. I was right, this shit is cool as fuck. Suck my ass, Samuel from fifth grade.

Anyway yeah it's fun. Worth seeing.

#godzilla #godzilla x kong #godzilla x kong: the new empire #kong #movie review #ramble #kaiju

[ghostradiodylan]

I feel like we’re always talking about missed opportunities and ‘hidden knowledge’ (i.e. Dylan’s necklace extended discourse). So, in a similar vein: what do you think the counselor’s middle names would be?

I wanted to ask everyone this and kept forgetting! You’re going to wish you asked someone more creative than me because I have an incredibly lazy answer. A few months back I read a fic that gave Dylan a middle name I violently hated (bad personal associations) and I was like, okay, this sucks, but what would I give him instead? And then I thought, dumb idea, what if they all had their actors’ names as middle names? I figured no way, they couldn’t actually sound good, right? Too easy. But… it actually kinda works? For most of them anyway, I did make some tweaks.

I actually think Dylan’s middle name is Dylan. I think his first name is Miles and he goes by his middle. Flows better that way to my ear.

Miles Dylan Lenivy.

Ariel is too similar to Abigail, it’s too singsongy, but Winter is actually Ariel’s middle name. Abigail Winter Blyg didn’t really speak to me either but what if we shifted the season and gave her Autumn instead?

Abigail Autumn Blyg? Into it. Witchy fall girlie.

Ryan Justice Erzahler. Yes please.

Laura Siobhan Kearney. Poetry. Might be my favorite of the bunch. Consistently Irish.

Now, is Max just outright legally named Max, or is it short for something like Maxwell or Maximilian or Maximus? I think I like Maxwell best for him.

Maxwell Skyler Brinly. I like the echoed y sound. (Although Skyler’s middle name is Augustus and that would be a fun option for Max too.)

Nicholas Evan Furcillo. Fine. Serviceable.

Jacob Zachary Custos. Yep. ✅ That’s a perfectly nice middle of the road white boy name. Which is just what you want for our naked himbo babe.

Kaitlyn Brenda Ka. I just think giving her the middle name Brenda is very funny. It’s so incredibly 80’s. I’m obsessed with Kaitlyn naming her Barbadian D&D character Brenda in that one 80’s AU fic.

Emma Halston Mountebank. Yes. Sounds expensive. I don’t know what Emma’s social background is supposed to be but that name sounds like a horse girl to me. I feel like she wants to project wealth and success even if she has more humble roots than it seems.

And just for funsies, this handy plug-and-play formula gives us

Travis Theodore Hackett

Christopher David Hackett

Jedidiah Lance Hackett

Robert Ethan Hackett

Constance Lin (Grundy) Hackett

Eliza(beth?) Grace Vorez

Kaylee and Caleb can’t share the middle name of Uncredited Face Model, so I’m giving Caleb Travis as a middle name, since THackett and CHackett used to be tight, and Kaylee Amelia after her mother.

Silas I’m giving the middle name Peter, for both Peter and the Wolf and Peter Stubbe, ‘The Bedburg Werewolf’ so, Silas Peter Vorez.

Sometimes being lazy as fuck about naming characters works out I guess? But I wanna hear other headcanons because I could definitely be swayed on these!

#the quarry #hacketteer headcanons #beautiful asks from beautiful people #dylan lenivy #ryan erzahler #kaitlyn ka #jacob custos #emma mountebank #abi blyg #nick furcillo #laura kearney #max brinly

[acourtofsnakes]

Dating Eddie Munson Headcanons

Summary: If you couldn't tell by my posts, I'm obsessed with his man so, here you go ♥︎

Warnings: 18+ - Season 4 spoilers, drugs/getting high, allusions to sex but nothing explicit, one mention of a pocketknife (not in a violent way), a few mentions of being down/low mood, a lil bit of violence

Words: 4.5k+

A/N: Also, a hugely wonderous thank you to @ghostwiththemostbitch for our many, many conversations regarding this man and what he would be like to date😍ily🥰

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Masterlist

-He’d be really shy when you first get together. Like super shy.

-Partly because he still couldn’t believe you actually wanted to be with him. Eddie Munson. The ‘freak’ of Hawkins.

-But when he realises you’ve been head over heels in love with him since middle school, he has to wonder if he’s had too many drugs and they’ve affected his brain.

-Because you’re gorgeous. You’re stunning. You’re smart and funny and… you love him?

-It doesn’t matter that his friends have been teasing him about it for years (or that yours have been doing the same.) He’s only dreamt of you in his arms since he first laid eyes on you, so being able to feel that… Shit, he wouldn’t be able to take it in.

-I mean, you feel the exact same way about him. To which Steve loves to tease you.

-“So, when are you and Munson actually going to start dating? Or are you just going to keep pining at each other in your game meetings?”

-“Shut up, Steve. We do not pine over each other. I don’t pine.”

-“Uh, okay, yes you do. You pine for that boy every chance you get, we’re not blind. You pine enough to make a whole forest or something. Surprised trees aren’t popping up behind you wherever you go.”

-He always makes you laugh. Always, no matter what mood you’re in. If you’re feeling upset, like the world is crushing in on you and you can’t breathe, all it takes is that soft, “You okay?” of his and he sees straight through.

-Then he makes it his mission to see you smile, even just once. Because someone who shines so brightly should not be suffocated by darkness.

-And he really will do anything.

-He’ll tell you shitty jokes, he’ll reveal stories of his own embarrassing encounters. He’ll dance around whatever space he’s in, with his perfect Eddie flair until he has you laughing at his antics.

-And fuck, that laugh. Your laugh could live in his head and his heart forever. It makes his breathing go funny and his tummy full of butterflies because you have no idea how much he wants to hear that for the rest of his life.

-He still feels like that now.

-When he wakes up to see you beside him, tangled in his covers with your head against his arm and your fingers lightly hooked through his necklace, he reminds himself that maybe he’s finally made it. Maybe this year is finally his year.

-Then he will just watch you, stroking up and down your arm with the lightest touch, watching you dream peacefully in his arms. Because his arms are your safe space, your home.

-Oh my god, he will not stop touching you. He needs to have contact at all times. Partly to assure himself you really are there, that you really are his and he finally has something good…

-But also because he knows how much comfort it brings you. Be it that ringed hand resting on your thigh, or maybe round your shoulders with his fingers rubbing the back of your head.

Or maybe a couple fingers linked with yours on the table, fiddling with your own rings if you have them on.

-He always pulls you into his lap during DND, and always has a hand on your thigh. Whenever he gets excited, or nervous for the others, his hand would tighten a little and his rings would just lightly dig into your skin.

-He would constantly be doodling little patterns on your skin with his nails or even a pen, maybe he doesn’t realise he’s doing it as he talks to the Hellfire Club.

You just hold your arm out to him and he’s there, tracing little absent patterns that soothe both him and you.

-Eddie really likes drawing actually - I mean, he did design the Hellfire and Corroded Coffin logo, right? - and his work and any piece of paper would be covered in doodles. And he’s actually pretty good at it too.

-Sometimes he draws something for you and slips it into your book or pocket, so you can find it later on in the day and be reminded of how much he absolutely loves you.

-Wearing each other’s jewellery.

-He steals your necklaces, or you wear one of his rings on your thumb whilst he wears one on his little finger.

-It’s your thing, carrying a piece of you wherever you go.

-Wayne adores you.

-If Eddie is elsewhere, maybe you’re waiting for him and Wayne is on his way out, he’ll make sure to stop long enough to tell you how much you’ve changed Eddie’s life.

-How he smiles more, laughs more and Wayne can feel it’s real.

-“You’re giving him what he deserves, and that boy would be lost without you. He adores the ground you walk on… So, thank you.”

-Eddie loves to praise you. Be it general sweet praise for something good you did at school or Hellfire… Or praising you. He won’t shut up praising you, actually. It spills from his lips like honey.

-Ooh, but if you praise him? Wow, he’s a mess. He loses his mind instantly and he’s like butter in your touch.

-You wouldn’t think he blushes, but he does. You make him blush quite a bit, actually. Usually when you gush about how gorgeous he is, how clever with his campaigns, how good at guitar he is, with that starry look in your eyes. Or when you catch him unaware and press a little kiss to his nose.

-When you’re both settling after… moments, he gets this soft brush of colour along his cheekbones and nose, which is so damn adorable. Just think about it.

-Laying outside in the ground when it’s thunder storming. Watching the sky turn into a battlefield with the cold rain hammering down on you and it feels so grounding and refreshing, hands intertwined and your heads next to each other.

-Then playing in the rain, dancing around in it, Eddie kicking up the water and soaking you which naturally ensures a play fight where you’re both laughing so hard you end up with hiccups the whole walk home.

-Naps. All the time. All. The. Time. You just curl up in each other’s arms and sleep, because it doesn’t come easy all the time at night so even if it’s brilliant sunshine, you’ll just go and nap outside.

-Teases you all the time. Those intrusive thoughts come out to play, and he’s moving things when you put them down, so you lose them, blowing candles out when you light them, hiding your snacks if you set it down before you sit.

-“Hey, where did that go?”

-“Where did what go, sweetheart?”

-“I literally just put that down right there. Right there! Now it’s gone!”

-“I really don’t know what you’re talking about, are you sure you brought it in?” whilst he’s trying not to laugh.

-Sometimes he’ll just tackle you to the floor – as long as the surface is soft. Or bite you. Or randomly lick your hand.

-Tugging his hair to get his attention.

-Late at night, he’s sitting there by the light of a few candles or the lamp by his bed, hunched over as he so carefully carves your initials into his guitar pick (the one he wears around his neck) with the tip of his pocketknife. He’d have to keep puffing his fringe out of his eyes, his tongue sticking out slightly in concentration. Then the smile that lights his face when he holds it up for inspection, putting it back round his neck and the utter joy on his face when he sees it in the mirror – kissing his fingertips and then patting over the pick.

-Touching it whenever he needs courage, to be brave and not run away. Because you make him feel like a hero.

-Manspreading. He makes it look so good. He sits with his forearms on his thighs, hands dangling in the space in between with all those rings glittering.

-Even better if his head is tilted back against the couch and he has a cigarette dangling between his lips, eyeing you with those hungry, adoring doe eyes as you move about in front of him.

-Letting you wear his Dio jacket. Yep. His beloved baby. “Gotta see my baby in my baby, haven’t I? It looks good on you.” “Really damn good, actually.”

-Any of his clothes really. He gets that warm, puffy chest pride at seeing you in his clothes, knowing that you belong to each other, and besides, you look damn good in them.

-Eddie likes to have a piece of you with him at all times. Be that a hair scrunchy on his wrist, a ring on his little finger, hell, he’ll even take one of your shoelaces and thread it through his own trainers if it means having you with him.

-You end up picking up on his mannerism especially his speech patterns. It’s not till you drop something at the video store, and you mutter. A frustrated, “Jesus H. Christ.” That you realise how much you’re both interlinked.

-He lets you touch his guitar.

-He teaches you how to play too, sitting behind you, legs either side of yours and his chest pressed into your back.

-His arms would be around yours, guiding your fingers to move along the strings, a cigarette between his lips. “Just like this… There you go. You got it, sweetheart.”

-“One day I’m gonna marry you.”

-Late night trips to the diner for milkshakes and fries. Especially if you’d been getting high.

-You hold hands across the table, your hand flat and his laying over yours, nails lightly scratching over the inside of your wrist and palm.

-Ankles linked together under the table.

-Hearing his rings gently clinking against each other, against a glass, or when he absently clicks them along the table and it becomes a comforting noise to you.

-If you love to cook, that makes him so very happy. He’s always hungry, always looking for snacks so if you like to cook? God, he is there. Right there.

-Helping in the kitchen, stealing whatever he can, watching you intently before helping himself.

-He devours every single thing you make, adoring all of it and then looking at you for more with those sweet puppy eyes.

-Especially if you bake something sweet for him. He loves cookies and cake, and… Pretty much whatever you make.

-Takes care of you whenever you feel down. He notices straight away, from the way the light doesn’t shine in your eyes and the way your shoulders turn in.

-He wraps his arms around you, shielding you from your surroundings, one hand on the back of his head and he murmurs into your ear, “I’m here for you, okay? Whatever it is, I’ve got you. You’re safe.”

-When you get home, he dresses you in a band t-shirt, knowing how much his clothes bring you comfort. Then he’ll lay in bed, cradling you, stroking up and down your arm slowly.

-Affirmations. Constantly, but especially when you’re down. “I am so proud of you, you know that? So fucking proud. And I will believe in you, even when you don’t believe in yourself.”

-He might play your favourite song on his guitar until you fall asleep, then he’ll keep an eye on you and guard your dreams.

-Constantly needs to move or fidget with something, but if you put your hand through his or have any kind of contact with him, it soothes him and he plays with your fingers or hair instead.

-That energy of his is constant too, especially if you’re making out or something heavier. Everything in him will want to fall into the moment, to let himself get carried away and worship you but he wants to be slow. He wants to savour it, and you. He wants to show how much you mean to him and enjoy the moment - so there’s lots of hands fisted in bedsheets, or the sofa or wall or wherever you two might have fetched up on your haste to get each other’s clothes off.

-He likes curling his fingers in your hair to gently tilt your head so he can kiss and bite your neck,

-Eddie loves to mark you – with your permission of course. Running his thumb over the marks the morning after.

-He goes weak when you mark him

-Equally he loves when you play with his hair.

-Oh my god, he melts.

-Always asks if you can put it up in a messy bun for him on hot days because he can’t get it to stay up.

-Just take a minute to imagine him with a messy bun. His bangs still falling round his face, the low messy bun showing off the line of his neck and shoulders.

-He will literally fall asleep if you play with his hair. He doesn’t even care if you put little braids in it, he will just leave the trailer and go out with them like that. He doesn’t care. You did that to him and he absolutely adores the braided crown you gave him.

-Not to mention it looks good because why wouldn’t it.

-This man is the best at aftercare, wow okay.

-No matter if the sex was rough and passionate, or soft and burning, he always makes sure you’re okay. Gets you a glass of water, carefully cleans you both up, a snack if you were high.

-“I know you’re sleepy, sweetheart, but you’re gonna get cold. Here, wear my t-shirt, okay?”

-Speaking of which, he fucking loves when you wear his clothes.

-You share his Hellfire T-shirt. Which works out just fine because if he puts it in after you, it smells like your shampoo and perfume and that boy is a mess all day.

-You basically just share his wardrobe let’s be real here.

-Back to this again - He loves touching you in anyway, shape or form.

-Grabby hands. If you’re nowhere near him, or even just a few feet away and he wants to cuddle, he’s sticking his arms out and making grabby hands till you come to his side

-He always leans down to kiss you, pushing his hips gently into yours to duck down and press kisses from the top of your head down to your lips.

-Kisses behind your ear a lot then puffs all his breath out against your ear, so it tickles and makes you squeal.

-He bursts into that soft giggly laughter as you push him away, ensuing a play fight in which he throws you on the ground (gently, his body is breaking the fall) and then you proceed to have a tickle fight.

-He puffs little smoke rings over your head when you’re not paying attention to him. This boy is like a puppy, he needs attention all the time and why wouldn’t you give it to him, huh?

-The first time you get high together, he makes sure you’re okay. Makes sure you’re not going too far, that you’re not having an adverse reaction, always double checking.

-Then when he knows you’re fine, he lets go too, and you lay there together just talking complete shit, laughing at each other’s face, using his hair as a moustache.

-Making out when you’re high, letting it build into fumbling each other’s clothes off because the drugs make your skin so much more sensitive.

-I mean, Eddie is sensitive anyway, so add some drugs in the mix and this man is moaning like nothing else. God.

-Even when you’re not high, he will turn to butter and be in his knees (literally) when you’re taking the lead.

-He loves it when you take the lead.

-Giving him hickeys, biting him, running your hands all over his body - he’d be a whimpering mess, head thrown back, jaw clenched, eyes shut and muttering your name over and over with a few choice curses thrown in.

-Eddie is very vocal. Mm. Let that sink in.

-But when he turns his attention to you - let’s be real, he’s always got his hands and lips on you - oh lord, you’re in for it.

-He would make you fly higher than whatever you were smoking, giving you a night like nothing else.

-The Hellfire Club room is one of the places you both feel most at peace. Sometimes, if the day is too loud, if either of you need a breather, you’ll come here after school, with the candles lit and the low lighting and just… breathe. He’ll sit on his throne, with you curled up in his lap, fingers in each other’s hair and you’ll just hold each other. Settling your minds in a space that’s comfortable to you both.

-And if one of you falls asleep? That’s okay. Like hell would you move until you’re both awake.

-He’s the least mean and scary person you know, but if someone hurts you or goes to hurt you, he’s there, grabbing the person by the collar and throwing them out of the way. Either up against a wall or literally just as far away from you as he can get.

-“You wanna try that again?”

-Come to think of it, he’d also throw you against a wall from time to time. More gently of course, but with his ringed hand on your neck or jaw, with enough force just to gently puff a little air from your chest before he crowds in all close, pressing his body into yours and kissing you long and deep till your knees went weak.

-If he’s nearby, or you’re in the same room at school - maybe the lunch hall and you’re sitting with other friends, he always has an eye on you.

-One because hi, this boy will not stop looking at you. He’s in love. Honestly, he loves you no matter what you look like. You are always beautiful to him.

-Two; he wants to make sure you’re okay. He knows you can handle yourself and he adores that about you, but it doesn’t mean he won’t stop looking at you to keep an eye out.

-Loves reading to you. Rainy nights, curled up in bed with the rain hammering on the windows. The powers out so you just have candles lightning up the space. You’re laying between his legs with your head on his chest, and he’s reading Lord of The Rings, doing all the voices and making it feel so real.

-But he also adores when you read to him.  He lays with his head on your lap and his eyes closed, a soft smile on his lips as he toys with his necklace or his rings.

You’d have one hand in his hair, gently coming through it and twisting the curls around your fingers and a few chapters in he’d be fast asleep.

-But that’s okay, because then you get to trace all the lines on his face, trailing your fingertips across his forehead, down the bridge of his nose, over those lips… following the features that you cherish so much.

-Always makes sure to treat you the way he thinks you deserve. Even down to holding doors open, helping you places, walking on the side of the road. Whenever he served you food, even if it’s just a snack, he always does it with a flourish to make you laugh.

-Mix tapes. Mix tapes everywhere. You two just share one giant collection of tapes eventually but you’re constantly making tapes for each other.

-You get to hear his songs before anyone else. You’re there through the stages of him playing little riffs on his guitar, messily jotting down notes with his legs half spread and his hair falling round his face, guitar pick held between his teeth.

-He learns your favourite songs so he can play them to you, all the time.

-You are always front and centre at his shows. Always. Singing every single word, cheering the loudest, climbing on stage to hug him at the end.

-You will literally fight anyone who has something bad to say about him. You don’t care who it is. But you lose your head the most when it’s Jason and his band of idiots.

-You once nearly got into a fist fight with him after school.

-You and Eddie were with Steve and the gang in the video store, just talking and in walked Jason and his little buddies.

-They took one look at Eddie and started with their usual shit, calling him a freak, asking if he should be allowed in a public place.

-You were immediately leaping off of the counter where you were sat, storming over to him and you punched him. Yep. Just straight up punched the Golden Boy in the face.

-He was surprised enough that he stumbled backwards, a hand lifting to his jaw before his eyes flashed and he started shouting at you.

-Not that you cared, you could more than hold your own, matching him insult for insult whilst defending Eddie.

-It took the combined forces of Eddie, Steve and Robin to pull you away before you started tearing up the store.

-Eddie played it off but inside, he was in bits. The insults bounced off his skin most of the time, falling like rain in the ocean. He was used to it. Sure, it hurt but it wasn’t anything he hadn’t heard before.

-But watching you go defend him like that? He might have to cry about it later.

-This moment though, you were more important.

-His hands came up to cup your jaw, concerned brown eyes, glittering with pride looking down into yours, “You okay?”

-When you assured him you were fine, he took you to the back room with the first aid kit, lifting you up on the counter to gently clean your knuckles and check they were okay. 

“Eddie, I’m fine. Really. I just wished you’d let me go for him again. He shouldn’t say things like that, he’s an-“

-Then he’d kiss you softly, a sweet press of his lips to yours to soothe you, calm you. “Hey, it’s okay. It’s fine, I hear it all the time…” And when that made you frown more, he brushed his lips over your hand, “But oh my god, I wish I could have filmed that! His face!!! You dealt him a crit hit, baby, he nearly went down like a rock.”

-That then made you laugh, lips twitching up as you watched him, “He did, didn’t he. Not so impressive for Hawkins’ golden boy, right?”

-Then he’d grin even more, interlacing your fingers and moving to stand between your legs, “I better watch out for that right hook of yours, you don’t need anyone to defend your honour, sweetheart.”

-“Hmm, I don’t know about that… I think you’d look pretty good in armour, defending me.” Your legs would be wrapped round his waist at this point, giving him a goofy, gooey smile.

-He raised an eyebrow at you, tapping your chin with the crook of his finger, “You think I could get these curls in a helmet?” His eyebrow was still raised, lips twitching with the width of his grin.

-You leant forward, touching your nose to his first, then your lips, “Oh, absolutely.” Then, of course, you’d kiss. Slow, warm, and you could feel his gratitude and love for you in the way his hand cradled your jaw.

-Until you heard Dustin’s voice from outside the door that is, “Alright lovebirds, we’re going now. Stop eating each other’s faces and come on.”

-Eddie is an absolute softy for you if you hadn’t guessed already, and when he’s feeling down, you’re the only thing he needs to make him better.  Cuddling, listening to you talk or read, anything. As long as you’re there.

-He loves hearing about your day anyway. Every single moment, he wants to know it all. Even down to the gossip you heard, or Steve’s failed love attempts, your favourite films - all of it.

-Equally, you love to hear him ramble. About Hellfire, about his favourite bands, anything. Sometimes he’ll look at you, catching himself and go to apologise for going on but you stop him, telling him how much you love hearing him light up and get excited.

-Then he carries on with the sweetest smile on his face, those doe eyes completely molten for you.

-Getting to see him walk around the trailer with a towel slung low on his hips, skin glistening with the heat and his hair dripping water all over his chest. He’d lift a hand to push it back, showing off those gorgeous tattoos and leaving you literally losing your damn mind.

-When he’s in the hospital after… things happen, he wakes up to just his uncle and you in there, either side of him holding a hand. Of course he’s so relieved that you’re both okay but he can’t help but feel heartbroken that the others aren’t there. Then he tries to tell himself that it was a stupid idea for thinking that, because he’s not that close to the others anyway, only through you and it was just the end of the world bonding.

-But you can read it in his face and instead of saying something, you just get this smile and whip out a radio, patching through with, “The Dungeon is open.”

-Then oh my god, everyone piles in, each of them carrying something. The kids have all the DND supplies, Max has music, Robyn has movies she thinks Eddie would like, Nancy and Steve have some kind of clothing ‘for his modesty’, and you bring up a giant teddy bear, with a tiny denim jacket, a bandana and a chain that you stayed up altering to look like him. Not to mention an armful of books and all of you carrying snacks.

-He just looks… so surprised and he tries to carry it off with typical Eddie-ness but no one can mistake the way his eyes have gone glassy and his voice wobbly, even with his sarcasm.

-“Guys, I’m in here for another week, not six months”

-“Shut up and eat your snacks.” Affectionately.

-His uncle goes out to get a coffee, surreptitiously wiping his eyes because his boy finally had a group of friends that fucking cherish him and he’s truly happy. 

-You all sit scattered around his bed, you perched as close to his side as you can whilst you all teach Robin and Steve how to play DND. Nancy chimes in now and then, knowing about it from Mike of course.

-A nurse comes by to do her rounds and nearly has an aneurysm at all of you, and all the things now filling the space. Tells you that you can’t all be in here, it’s only two guests at a time unless you’re all family since Eddie is still in recovery.

-Dustin tells her that you are all family, so she can’t kick you out.

-Robin then jumps up and starts explaining how you’re not directly related, but you’re all second and third cousins twice removed or whatever, but it doesn’t matter because family doesn’t always end in blood.

-She of course starts rambling because she’s nervous, so that’s when Nancy jumps up and loops an arm round her shoulder, effectively cutting Robin off midflow and explains that they won’t be any trouble, but they’ve all missed him so much.

-At that point, another nurse comes by and sees the situation, telling the first that you can well stay, “They’ve been here long enough, let them see their friend. At least they’re not clogging up the waiting room anymore.” But the last bit is said with a smile and warmth as both nurses leave you to it.

-Eddie frowns in confusion, tilting his head back against your shoulder to look up at you, “Hey, what does she mean?”

-Then you tell him how you’ve all been sitting in that waiting room from the moment they bought Eddie in, refusing to leave.

-You told them they didn’t need to stay with you, but everyone just parked up and took over an entire corner of the waiting room, sprawled out like puppies whilst you waited for news on Eddie.

-The nurses tried to move you all at first, but when it became evident it would take a whole army and a bunch of monsters to get rid, they gave in.

-The third morning, you woke up to a box of snacks from the vending machine and a bunch of bottled water, with a sticky note on that read, “Everyone deserves a family like you”. And then that night, spare pillows and blankets appeared too.

-And that day he woke up, everyone else was practically crawling up that door until you gave the okay.

-From the moment you and Dustin waged a two person battle that Eddie was innocent, he’d become part of their ragtag group.

-He was prepared to sacrifice his life to get the others to safety, and he very nearly did. He didn’t run away. He saved them.

-And that meant more to this group than he could ever imagine.

-Eddie Munson was so very loved, so cherished no matter what. He wasn’t Eddie the Banished anymore.

-He was Eddie the Found.

#eddie munson #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn #stranger things #stranger things 4 #headcanons

[ladyphlogiston]

I don't have a title for this yet. Also it is entirely unedited. Usually I make my husband edit my writing, but he's sick.

Anyway, this is the first part of my @inklings-challenge story. I have the next bit mostly written in my head and some of the rest sort of plotted? Honestly I don't know. It might be Terrible. We'll see.

"Where should we be next, Zillah?" Vesta asked.

Zillah straightened up, shook her long brown braid back, and surveyed the ruins of the village of Cubrickton. The survivors of the fire had been relocated to the remaining homes, and wounded were being treated in the Home's infirmary. Hestia was helping to rebuild some of the houses, but high summer meant there would be plenty of time and available hands to rebuild before the harvest. They could probably move on.

"How is Eden doing?" she asked.

Vesta shrugged. "She's okay. Getting tired, but everyone has been treated so the heavy triage is over."

Zillah nodded. She closed her eyes and pressed her palms together, focusing inwards on her Gift. She opened her eyes again. "We're still supposed to be here," she said, frowning.

Vesta looked around. "Why? Did we miss someone?"

Zillah shrugged. "Don't know. Maybe there's something else coming and they need our help building?"

"Might as well." Vesta moved towards the nearest burned-out shell. She picked up a half-burned board, tucked it under her arm, and began sifting through the rubble for others.

Zillah worked her way along the side of the ruined wall, collecting china plates that must have fallen from an interior shelf. Some of them were intact.

A purple light formed in the air between them, rippling oddly in the air. Both the sisters turned to look at it, then look at each other in consternation.

"Or maybe we're here for that?" Zillah suggested.

"Any idea what it is?" Vesta asked, backing away carefully.

"My Gift just says it's a portal, which is less helpful than you'd think," Zillah replied.

"Is it dangerous?"

"Don't know."

The sisters waited as it got larger and brighter. Then, as suddenly as it had started, it vanished, leaving a young man in strange clothing behind. He dropped hard against the stone and rolled over to slam against the foundation of the house, as if he'd fallen from a height.

"Well." Zillah looked at him, then bent over to check his pulse. "Still alive. Better make a stretcher for him, in case that fall rattled something."

"What's his name?" Vesta asked. She laid one of her boards on the street, then pulled a length of twine from her pocket and began tying shorter sticks to the top and bottom. Under her hands, the air shimmered as her Gift turned the boards into a full stretcher.

"Paul," Zillah replied. "I can't see his home. It's very far away. For now he belongs with us, I think."

They carefully loaded him onto the stretcher and carried him towards Home. The big egg-shaped structure, apparently woven from willow branches, was on the edge of the town, and they passed through a hole in the side into the clay-lined infirmary inside.

Eden looked up as they entered. She helped Zillah transfer the young man to an empty bed, then unwrapped the orange band that wrapped over her curls and covered her ears. "What's his name?" she asked.

"Paul," Zillah answered. "He was unconscious when he....appeared."

Kaylee looked Paul over, focusing intently with her hands hovering over his body. "Just bruised, I think," she said. Briskly she refastened her headband and grabbed a pot of salve from the workbench, then rolled him over and began peeling his short tunic away from his back so he could apply the salve to his back and shoulders.

Vesta allowed the stretcher to fall back into pieces of wood and twine, and put the twine back into her pocket. She headed back towards the entrance to throw the pieces of wood away, and met her twin sister coming in.

"Another?" Hestia asked, seeing Paul on the bed.

"He's not a villager. He just appeared. Like a Major Gift, but there wasn't anyone there to use it," Vesta explained.

Hestia raised her eyebrows. "A True Miracle, then?"

Zillah joined them. "I think so. He's from far away."

"Well, there's not much to do until he wakes up," Hestia decided. "Does he need to stay here or can we get moving?"

"He belongs with us, so probably we can go. Did you say our goodbyes?" Zillah asked

Hestia nodded.

"Good."

They made their way through the clay-lined rooms of Home to the driving bench at the front, where a woven window opened into the streaming sunlight. A map of Gasardia was pinned to the wall, covered with careful annotations in colored ink.

Hestia found Cubrickton, on the road between Thire and Philomel. She added a purple X and the date to the map, tracking their journey so far. Zillah would update the logbook with details of their work while they traveled.

Zillah sat on the bench, facing the map, and pressed her palms together. She allowed her eyes to unfocus, looking at what her Gift was saying rather than at the map itself.

Finally she looked up, puzzled. "We're supposed to be in Acoda Keep."

"We can't get to Acoda Keep!" Hestia objected.

"I know that and you know that," Zillah replied. "But apparently my Gift thinks we can."

Hestia sighed, and traced the road south. "Acoda Point is at least a three day journey," she said. "I guess we could start in that direction. If we end up having to stop, we'll figure it out from there."

Zillah nodded. "Thanks. We'll pass through Lorton tomorrow, so I'll check our stores. We can stop at the market."

#Inklings Challenge #Inklingschallenge #Team lewis #Portal fantasy #fiction

[readychilledwine]

Little Bat, Big Dreams

A/N- *tv static noise and announcer voice* we now interrupt your regularly scheduled smut for an adorable Nyx piece to satisfy Readychilledwine's pregnant brain. I present to you all a Kaylee (the previously introduced archeron oc) and toddler Nyx piece. Hopefully, you all enjoy this little family dinner piece as much as my brain enjoyed writing it, and hopefully, it helps ease any ill feelings on if Kaylee is okay at the end of Bound by Fate. 💜 Happy 5th day of "Here's to 100"

Summary - Of the four Archeron sisters, Kaylee had always had the easiest time with children due to her work in the healing house. Now, those skills are being tested by her own nephew as he takes on his worst known enemy, vegetables.

Warnings - food aversion, food allergy reactions are briefly mentioned but not described (no use of the phrase "water bowels" here, sorry Sarah.)

Feyre and Kaylee shared a look as Nyx pouted about the vegetables his family was trying to force him to eat. This was the third attempt today in making the little heir eat a well-rounded meal. This time, they had tried drowning the vegetables in cheese and withholding any other food until he ate those first.

Kaylee sighed, finally breaking the tense silence at the table, "So, you don't like veggies ooooorrr?"

Rhysand chuckled as Nyx looked up at his favorite aunt. His little blue eyes were soft with admiration for her despite Azriel's joking, yet not, warnings that she was spoken for. Her perfectly arched brow was raised at her nephew. "They're gross," he answered softly. "I hate them."

"Hate is a strong word," Nesta said from next to the boy. "It requires previous emotions like love." She wiggled her shoulder at Nyx, causing him to start dramatically gagging at the idea of romance and adult feelings.

"Auntie Kay-Kay isn't eating vegetables. If she doesn't have to. I don't neither." All heads at the table turned to her as she and Feyre made eye contact.

Before becoming fae, Kaylee had always had issues eating dairy products. Cheese, ice creams, chocolates, and milk had all tended to make her very sick. She had not bothered trying to eat them after being made. Not worth the risk, she had told Rhysand quietly one night as she explained what happened to her.

She held her plate silently to her mate, and Azriel tugged the bond gently. Are you sure? Rhysand came into her mind softly. I really appreciate you doing this, but you do not have to.

The youngest Archeron continued her stare off as Azriel put a small serving of the vegetables on her plate. I'm sure. Just buy me something pretty if this makes me sick in return. Rhysand chuckled softly as the toddler and his aunt both leaned forward, maintaining eye contact.

"Oh shit, it's getting serious," Cassian leaned back in his chair, tapping Lucien's shoulder to get the other male's attention. The Autumn male and Elain instantly looked over, laughing at the two youngest beings at the table.

"If I eat all of these, you have to eat all of yours. Once you eat all of yours, Uncle Az will take you flying today and go to the bakery we all love with you. If you don't finish them, though, he's taking me instead. Deal?"

They all watched as Nyx weighed his options. The gross vegetables covered in his favorite cheese, or not getting to fly with Uncle Az and losing out on the oh so famous triple chocolate fudge brownies the bakery had, "Deal." Kaylee and Nyx maintained eye contact as they picked up the first bite. A silent game took place between the little bat and the auntie.

Nyx put the cheesy greens in his mouth at the same time as her, eyes going wide as he chewed. He broke the game, looking down at his plate in wonder before picking up a bigger bite and eating it. And then another and another. Kaylee shook her head, looking at Feyre and Rhysand, Works every time. She kept her end of the deal, eating her serving of veggies as Rhys and Azriel watched with concern.

Nyx finished his first, smiling at his empty plate. "Not bad, huh?" She smiled at him as he held his hand out for her fork. "Evidently not." She handed Nyx her fork, allowing him the last bite of cheese and broccoli, and watched him with a soft smile. "Was it as gross as you thought, little bat?"

The Illyrians chuckled at the nickname as Nyx shook his head. "They were yummy." Kaylee nodded. "Why weren't you going to eat them if you knew they were yummy?"

"You remember how mommy and your aunties were made and not born fae, right?" Nyx nodded at her. "When I was human, milk made me really sick, and I haven't tried to eat it since."

Nyx looked up at her, his eyes wide as his lower lip began to tremble. "So, you'll get sick because of me?"

Kaylee chuckled softly. "No, buddy, if I get sick, I'm going to get sick because of the cheese. Not because of you. You needed encouragement because you were scared, right?"

Nyx nodded. "They're just gross looking. Like little mutant trees."

"But now you like them? So we never have to do that again?" The Little bat nodded at his smiling aunt. "Then, if i feel icky later, me having an unhappy tummy for a few hours is worth every second since you'll eat your vegetables now and grow big and strong."

"Like Uncle Cassie?!"

Kaylee nodded as Azriel's hand found hers under the table. "Exactly like Uncle Cassie."

Nyx held his plate out to Azriel who took it with a smile, adding another serving of veggies to his plate and setting it back down in front of him. "I'm going to beat up Uncle Cassian some day," Nyx began to eat his second serving of vegetables with determination, his eyes glancing towards Cassian with a slight glare every so often.

Wonderful. Any ideas on how to get him to eat meat other than chicken strips? Rhysand smiled.

I have a few. Kaylee leaned her head on Azriel's shoulder. The two mates were silently communicating. Kaylee's bright blue eyes flickered towards Cassian, cutting his steak and then back to Nyx. She rose both of her brows at Azriel quickly, and the male discretely nodded. Rhysand smiled lightly, shaking his head. The two of them had quickly developed their own language, and it was something the High Lord both envied and adored for his brother.

They all were now watching as Nyx and Cassian had a stare off. Cassian continued to eat his steak with a small smirk. He knew his nephew was still sad over the small battle the two of them had just hours ago. "You know Nyx," Azriel started slowly. "Part of why Uncle Cass is so big is due to him eating a variety of food. Different foods help our bodies with different things. That steak he's eating helps his muscles stay big and strong. Maybe we should try that sometime too, huh?"

Nyx glared at Cassian. The goal of beating him in a fight someday was the only thing driving him after losing in their wooden sword fight, and Azriel knew that. Cassian rose his brows in challenge, staring at Nyx as he took another bite of his steak. Nyx glared harder before turning to his father, "Cut me a steak, daddy."

#azriel acotar #nyx acotar #acotar x reader #rhys x reader #acotar #feyre archeron #nesta x cassian #elain x lucien #Readychilledwine's heresto100 celebration

[cellard0ors]

For @falsemortal!

"What's this?" Laura holds up an old photo and Travis snatches it from her, the apples of his cheeks red, "Where did you get this?"

"...from your bag." Laura doesn't understand why he's so worked up, it's just a photo. It is, however, one of his family, so, while she technically knows what it is, she can't help but ask, because he's been oh, so careful not to mention any of them since this...thing began.

This 'thing' being them on the road, roaming from place to place, hunting the unknown, the supernatural.

It's a tenuous partnership between them, one based not so much on trust as on the loss of their previous lives. Travis couldn't go back to being a sheriff and Laura certainly couldn't go back to being a vet student.

So, here they are.

Laura doesn't mention Max. Travis doesn't mention his family. It's part of an unspoken deal. So, finding the photo was a surprise and why she asked and now he's embarrassed.

... it's -? Surprisingly a good look on him.

But his normal gruffness returns as he grumbles, "Why were you going through my-!"

"You asked me to." Her eyebrows rise high, "Remember?"

She's sure he does. He'd wanted her to find a flashlight he had - not this. Travis must have forgotten about it and Laura, while knowing she doesn't need to, offers him an out, "Look, it's none of my business-!"

"No. It's not. But when has that stopped you?" He says it not in the tone of one ready to start an argument but more...fondly.

Travis? Fond of her? Not possible. Still, the warmth of his reaction makes her blush even as he shakes his head and sighs, "It was a good day."

Laura frowns, confused, but then he clarifies himself by holding up the photo again, "The day this was taken."

He looks down at the photo, one that shows the entire Hackett clan together, smiling, happy, "It was July fourth. Couple years ago. Long before the mess with Silas."

He runs both of his thumbs along it, "Whole family was together. Had a big feast, fireworks - Caleb and Kaylee chasing one another around with water guns. Soaked Bobby a couple of times. Chris too. I avoided getting hit... narrowly."

Laura's lips twitch, fighting off a smile, because the picture he's painting is rather nice. His voice more so, soft as it is, "Even Ma was in good spirits. Didn't ride my ass, didn't make any snide off handed remarks...just kept to herself, spent time with Pop..."

Travis shakes his head, taking the photo in one hand so he can smack it on his other open palm, "It's all a lie though. A good one. But a goddamn lie "

Laura absorbs that, her face blank of expression. From what she knew of the Hackett family, that's right - the picture, the happy family facade...it was a lie. And yet...

Laura carefully takes the photo from him. He turns to her, his expression open... vulnerable. The word 'handsome' also flashes in her mind, but she rigidly ignores it as she demurs, "Maybe. But it's a nice picture. You should keep it."

Travis is flabbergasted, "Why?"

"Because..." And now Laura feels vulnerable, "Family means something to you. You-you like the idea of it. And...and even if this family, the one pictured, wasn't the way you wanted it to be, it doesn't mean that someday...someday you won't have the kind of family you do want."

She looks at the photo herself, "The kind of family that loves you."

There's a long, heavy beat of silence.

Then, in a near quiet rasp, he asks, "Do you think you'd ever want that?"

The question shocks Laura to the core.

More so when he looks at her, "A family?"

Laura looks at him and her throat feels tight, her heart thudding thickly, because if he's asking what she thinks he's asking...

Travis looks away, "Never mind, I shouldn't have ask-!"

"Yes." Laura interrupts quietly, very quietly, and his gaze swings to her quickly.

She meets it.

Laura meets his gaze and holds it as she repeats, "Yes," she edges closer to him, "I do."

They're sitting side by side, but now? Now their hands meet. One of his hand to hers. The fingers lace. It's slow, tentative, but it's a start.

#hackearney #travis x laura #the quarry #for false mortal! #happy birthday

[ltwharfy]

Happy 2024! What are you excited to create this year?

Happy New Year, Babs! It's funny, because if somebody had asked me this last year (well, it wouldn't have been on tumblr, since I wasn't here) I would've been super confused because I would've said I don't create things! Then, I wrote 16 "Bob's Burgers" fics last year! So, life is full of surprises!

In terms of fic stuff that I'm hoping on work this year, I would love to do more for the rare pairs I like, Arnold/Kaylee (reminds me of another ask I need to answer) and Henry/Susmita. And maybe get around to Trev/Mickey, too.

And I've got some non-romantic "rare pair" ideas, too-things like Mort teaching Rudy to meditate, or Arnold helping Rudy with his karate (inspired by Rudy's reference to his failed yellow belt test in "Better Off Sled").

And there'll probably be more Roudise. I know I'd like to finish the shirtless drumming WIP. And I may eventually try to write the James Bond-inspired idea I came up with for the Roudise Week roommates/alternate universe prompt. And I would bet other ideas about those kids will come to me!

Also, seeing all the great fanart on here has kind of given me the urge to draw for the first time since grade school. So, I'm hoping to try my hand at that, and if there is anything I like enough to share on here, I will.

Finally, my favorite creative outlet is photography, and I sort of stopped doing that as much last year for a variety of reasons, so my New Year's resolution is to do the weekly photography challenges at 52 frames. I mostly share my photography on other places under my real name, but if there's something I really love, I'll share it here, too!

Thanks so much for the ask!

#thanks for the ask! #fic stuff #writing stuff #art #about me #creativity

[lightthewaybackhome]

Stargate-Atlantis S5: E10 & 11 First Contact & The Lost Tribe

I've now seen enough SG-1 to be happy to see Daniel Jackson. 😄 I love him and Rodney working together. It's very like Ronon and Teal'c meeting for the first time.

Woolsey: Todd has less baggage with me than you. 🤣🤣🤣

Woolsey leaves Sheppard in command and says: Try not to blow her up while I'm gone. Why would you say that???

I'm always uncomfortable when the teams split up.

Sheppard saying Daniel and Rodney make a good team has to be him poking. He's too good at studying people to not realize they aren't working well together.

Daniel and Rodney are chuckling because they think Sheppard isn't as smart as them, but when things go bad, Sheppard is just as quick as Rodney to put it all together. I also think this is interesting considering Daniel's experience with Jack. Jack is good at what he does, but constantly requests the dumbing down of things and even admits he has no idea how the stargates work. Sheppard seems to generally grasp the science stuff and listens when Rodney is rabid fire explaining. So I think Rodney is giving him a hard time, but I think Daniel actually thinks he's as jockish as Jack, who Daniel loves, but still. It was an interesting moment.

I always thought it sad that Todd thinks Atlantis betrayed him. I mean, he's always coming up with layered plans that are almost betrayals, but it wasn't Atlantis.

I love that Ronon's first thing is arming Keller.

John sends Teyla to safety, not only protecting his people, but I think to command if he dies.

Also, there is a serious lack of Lorne in this episode .

Episode 11: The Lost Tribe

See! It opens with Teyla getting everyone to safely. Sheppard knows what he's about.

Sheppard bodily protects Radek.

Radek: we lost the control room. That is bad.

Teyla: we did not lose you. That's good.

😭😭😭

I love that you can feel the horror of the device through Todd's reaction to it. He's ready to do anything to shut the device down. Anything.

Sheppard leaves with the Travelers and, this time, has a chance to explain why he's leaving Teyla behind. He trusts her to lead Atlantis while he's gone.

When Ronon is shooting up the engine room, I wonder if Keller had a hard time not switching to Kaylee? 🤣

Daniel talking to the Asgard is *spoiler warning* when you watch Atlantis before SG-1.

Todd refuses Sheppard's offer to join forces, tries to manipulate Keller, sets the Deadalus on a collision course, and abandons it. Meanwhile, McKay and Daniel work together. Sheppard joins the Travelers. Ronan retakes the Deadalus. What Atlantis has, that Todd doesn't, that can't be beat, is trust. Trust in each other.

Ronon gets rejected by Keller. I honestly don't think him and Keller made a great pair. He needs a very special sort of woman.

Great two episodes.

Needed some Lorne.

#stargate atlantis #john sheppard #sga #rodney mckay #first contact #the lost tribe #sga s5 #currently rewatching #the team #ronon dex #teyla emmagan #richard woolsey #todd the wraith #daniel jackson

[jj-nhlgirly]

Summer of Love:- Sticks & Stones 2

Jack Hughes x F!Reader

18+ NSFW Content

AN Im so sorry this took me so long, this week has been so busy for me!! I hope you guys enjoy! If you have an requests for the series please do ask! I’m open to most ideas!! @astars-things I hope you enjoy part two lovely!!

TW:- swearing, use of slut and whore, oral smut (m! receiving), hand job, seizures, if I’ve left anything please let me know 🫶🏼

(Not my gif, credits to who made this)

Jack woke up, to the door creaking open, Kaylee’s head popping through the gap. “Oh morning Jacky boy” Kaylee smiled, “Morning Kay” Jack croaked out.

“How’s my home girl doing?” Kaylee questioned eyes glancing at Kenzie who was still sleeping. “She’s still asleep at the moment, she pretty much knocked out as soon as I put her on the bed” Jack replied kissing Kenzie’s head.

“Got room for one more in there?” Kaylee asked, already walking into the room, if Jack spent the night at Kenzie and Kaylee’s apartment he’d usually wake up the next morning with Kenzie cuddling into him and Kaylee spooning Kenzie from behind. “For you? Course” Jack laughed, as Kaylee climbed in behind Kenzie.

Soon the door was opening again, this time Trevor walked into the room, “I was wondering where you got to babes” Trevor smirked. “Sorry love, had to make sure my home girl was doing ok, come join us” Kaylee beckoned Trevor over, Jack shuffled over pulling Mackenzie so she was practically laying on top of him, Kaylee cuddling Mackenzie from behind as Trevor slid into Jack's other side.

“I’m impressed we all fit on” Kaylee laughed, “we make it work babes” Trevor winked. Mackenzie groaned out, “ughh Kaylee, I love you but move your boney ass hip off my ass.” The boys laughed as Kaylee scoffed, “yeah because your boney ass is so comfy for me” “oh it’s boney now is it? You weren’t complaining the other day when you slapped it” Mackenzie rolled her eyes.

After cuddling for an hour, Trevor and Kaylee left the couple, Kaylee kissing Kenzie’s forehead before leaving the room. “Morning baby, how are you feeling?” Jack asked, “A little better, hungry though” Mackenzie replied.

“Shall we go down for breakfast then?” Jack suggested climbing out of bed, Mackenzie followed behind as they went to the bathroom after brushing their teeth they walked into the kitchen, Jack headed for the fridge as Kenzie sat at the breakfast bar. “Whatcha fancy Kenz?” Jack asked over his shoulder, “hmm I fancy you Mr Hughes” Mackenzie bit her lip.

“Oh reallyyy” Jack quirked an eyebrow up at her, “mhmm get over here” Mackenzie smirked. Jack walked over to her leaning down kissing her, Mackenzie placed her hand around the back of his neck playing with the hair at the nape of it, Jack placed his hands on her hips. Kenzie left his lips leaving a trial of kisses to kiss his neck, sucking softly on his sweet spot just below his ear.

“Mmm kenz” Jack moaned, pulling her closer to him, “yeah baby?” Kenzie pulled away slightly to ask. “I-“ before Jack can finish Kaylee comes bounding in, “ayeee kenz get it girl” Kaylee winks before looking for something for breakfast. Jack pulled away standing behind Kenzie, wrapping his arms around her.

Mackenzie could feel Jacks hard on pressing into her back, smirking as she reached her good arm behind her palming him through his track pants. Jack leaned into the crook of her neck, moaning softly in her ear. “Kenz, baby I’m so hard” Jack whispered looking at Kaylee’s back to make sure she didn’t turn around, “I know baby, want me to help you?” Kenzie turned to kiss him. “Please” Jack pleaded, “come on then baby” Kenzie stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Jack trailed behind as they made their way back up stairs, entering their bedroom Jack locked the door behind them. Mackenzie immediately turned around smashing her lips onto Jacks, grabbing the back of his neck to pull him down to her height.

Jack placed one hand on her hip the other sliding round to grab her ass, Mackenzie gasped, Jack took this opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth. Mackenzie turned them around pushing Jack down on the bed, climbing on top of him.

Connecting their lips again, Mackenzie slowly started grinding over Jack's bulge. Jack pulled away from the kiss, dropping his head to rest on her shoulder, “mmmm” Jack moaned out.

Mackenzie slid off him, sinking to her knees, reaching for the band of his track pants with one hand. Jack lifted his hips helping her pull them down along with his boxers to his ankles.

Mackenzie grabbed his shaft, moving her hand up and down, before leaning forward and wrapped her lips around him taking his length into her mouth. “Oh fuck” Jack panted out, Mackenzie took him out of her mouth still moving her hand, “That feel good baby boy?” Mackenzie asked before taking him into her mouth again, moving her head up and down a little faster.

“Mmm so good baby” Jack moaned out, placing one hand in her hair the other hand grabbing her casted hand holding onto her fingers gently. “Oh fuck” Jack threw his head back as he layed back on the bed, legs still on the floor.

Mackenzie moved whatever she couldn’t fit in her mouth with her hand, sticking her tongue out to swirl around his tip, closing her eyes before dropping back down. “Ohhh Kenz, feels so good babyyyyy” Jack moaned out louder, Kenzie removed her hand from his shaft sliding it to his thigh and rubbing up and down soothingly, a silent warning to quieten down.

Jack began bucking his hips up slightly as Mackenzie moved her head faster, Mackenzie opened her eyes to look up at Jack. Jack was leaning up on his elbows, brows furrowed, biting his lip to try and keep his moans quiet, eyes screwed shut, panting. In that moment she thought he looked fucking gorgeous, “k-kenz baby I’m c-close” Jack moaned out opening his eyes. Kenzie moaned around him at the sight in front of her, “oh f-fuck!” Jack exclaimed as his abdomen tightened. “I’m gonna cum” Jack warned, panting heavier, “I’m c-cumming! OH FUCK” Jack moaned out, his warm cum hitting the back of Mackenzie’s throat as she slowed her movements to help him slowly come down.

Mackenzie swallowed, sticking her tongue out at him to show him, Jack groaned at the sight before sitting up and helping Mackenzie to her feet. Jack lifted his shirt that she was wearing kissing her stomach, reaching his hands up to her tits grabbing one in each hand. A knock on the door stopped the couple, as Jack removed his hands, reaching to pull his boxers and pants back on, as Mackenzie smoothed her hair with one hand, groaning as she stretched when she felt pain shooting through her ribs.

Jack gave her a questioning look before heading for the door unlocking and pulling it open, Quinn stood there, “hey a couple of us are going out on the boat are you two coming?” Quinn spoke looking between the couple. Jack turned to look at Kenzie “you feeling up to it baby?” He asked. “Yeah let us put our bathing suits on and we’ll meet you down there” Kenzie replied looking at Quinn.

Jack looked at her unsure but Quinn had already walked off, “want me to help you baby?” Jack offered as Mackenzie nodded. Mackenzie stood up walking to her side of the closet as Jack closed the door again, “what are you doing?” Jack questioned, raising an eyebrow. “I’m getting a bikini out?” Mackenzie questioned more than stated, “I wanted to help you baby, you helped me” Jack whispered as he stood behind her, head in the crook of her neck.

“You can help me later baby, everyone’s waiting for us” Mackenzie turned and kissed him as she held up two different coloured bikini tops, “now red or black?” She lifted her eyebrow. “Hmmm black” Jack smirked.

As Mackenzie pulled down her shorts and panties, Jack reached into his side of the closet pulling out some light blue swim shorts, Mackenzie’s favourite pair. Kenzie pulled up her bikini bottoms with one hand, before pulling her shirt up, Jack walked over to help her, tying the straps of her bikini for her and passing one of his shirts for her to use as a coverup.

Once Mackenzie was dressed, Jack got himself dressed before grabbing her hand and leading her downstairs where Kaylee had already packed a bag for them. Mackenzie smiled at the little note scribbled out in Kaylee’s handwriting that laid on top of the bag. It read packed you and Jacky boy a couple bits and I remembered to give you back your sunglasses see you in a bit, love Kay 🖤.

The girls usually left notes for each other around their apartment back in New Jersey, they felt it was more sentimental than a quick text. Grabbing the bag and putting it over her shoulder, Mackenzie headed to the sliding back door, kicking on her sliders and walking down to the dock hand in hand with Jack.

“Look who finally decided to join us!” Trevor chirped from the boat, “Oh please, Quinn still isn’t even here yet” Jack shot back as he climbed onto the boat, he reached his hand out to help Kenzie. Mackenzie grabbed his hand as Jack wrapped his other around her waist, helping her steady herself on the boat.

Mackenzie kissed Jack’s cheek as a thank you as she scanned the boat doing a headcount, but she noticed that Luca and Skylar were missing, although Kenzie and Skylar weren’t talking after last night she was still responsible for looking after Skylar over the summer.

Shrugging, Mackenzie went and sat next to Kaylee, “well hello there gorgeous, you come here often?” Kaylee winked. Mackenzie laughed, “no but with these views I might have to” she shot back, Jack smiled and rolled his eyes at the pair from afar.

Quinn soon made his way down the dock joined by Luca, Skylar was nowhere to be seen and it was quite obvious to Mackenzie no one seemed to be too bothered. Kaylee could sense Mackenzie’s slight confusion, “we all spoke at breakfast this morning whilst you and Jack were upstairs, and we all agreed minus Quinn that her behaviour last night was wrong, so wrong. None of us are talking to her, Quinn offered for her to come along but she obviously didn’t want to.”

Mackenzie sighed, “so absolutely no one is talking to her? Maybe I should check on her?” Kaylee lifted an eyebrow “absolutely not, kenz babe I love you and I love Skylar but what she said last night was not ok!! She called you a whore amongst other things, she insulted Jack, she insulted your relationship, your mom, she fucking slapped you!! She’s lucky Trev was there, I was ready to give her a taste of her own medicine.”

“It’s true, she was ready to throw hands. I had to get Luca to keep an eye on Skylar. He didn’t exactly want to but we couldn’t leave her on her own. Plus this one was about ready to kill her” Trevor butted into the conversation nodding his head at Kaylee.

Mackenzie sighed again, she didn’t really know what to say. What could she say? “Kenz you don’t have to talk to us about it, but we’re here if you need a listening ear” Trevor patted her shoulder before standing to join the boys by the wheel.

Kaylee looked at Kenzie expectantly, “let me inside that pretty head of yours kenz” Kaylee pulled an arm around her chest, so Mackenzie’s back was leaning against her. “I just don’t really know what to say Kay, it came out of nowhere and whilst it’s not exactly pleasant to be called a slut by your own sister I can handle it but what she said about Jack? Ugh I can’t and won’t stand for that” Mackenzie vented.

Kaylee nodded glancing over at Jack, who was looking out over the water with his brows furrowed lost in thought. “I just, I can’t lose him over this Kay, I love him so much. I’m not a gold digging puck bunny, but what if that’s what he thinks? What if Skylar saying that has made him realise that he could have anyone he wants? What if he’s realised that I’m not the one he wants anymore?” Mackenzie choked out trying not to cry.

Kaylee frowned, “kenz—“ “no Kaylee, I see all the girls that comment on his posts, I see all the tik toks, the endless tagging him in hot bikini pics, what if he’s finally realised that all I am is a girl from a broken family, a girl whose own sister calls her a whore, he can do so much better than me! So why settle for someone like me when he can have a girl who will give him the world?” Kenzie cried out tears falling freely down her cheeks.

Kaylee was stunned, sure she’d seen Mackenzie sad and upset even devastated but her best friend, the girl who was the epitome of little miss sunshine was never talking herself down. Mackenzie was always the one building herself and others up, she knew her self worth, she loved who she was and she was unapologetically herself always whether people liked her for it or not, she was just happiness on a plate, and if Kaylee was being honest with herself she feared the worst. She had to ask, “are you— are you thinking of breaking up with him?”

Mackenzie shot her head back at Kaylee, gritting her teeth and screwing her eyes shut as her ribs began throbbing. “N—no!! I love him so fucking much!! He’s it for me, there’s no one else I could even think about marrying but what if he breaks up with me? Maybe I should go home?” Mackenzie gritted out through the pain.

“HOME? GO HOME?” Kaylee shouted out, which gained the attention of Quinn who was sitting near the girls. He had overheard the conversation and sat in disbelief at what Mackenzie was saying. The other boys had begun wakesurfing, so were oblivious to what was happening. At that moment Quinn knew he needed to speak to Jack, but as he stood to approach his brother, Jack was already standing up and jumping into the water.

“Kenzie you can’t go home, you can’t run away from this. Jack loves you, anybody can see how much that boy adores you. Please don’t go, Jack—” Kaylee pleaded but it was cut short as Mackenzie’s eyes were starting to droop and roll back, her leg jolting. Kaylee patted her cheek, as Mackenzie slumped back into Kaylee tilting her head back. “Mackenzie? Kenz babes can you hear me?” Kaylee held her head up and could see a faint nod before Mackenzie started convulsing. “FUCK HELP!! KENZIE’S HAVING ANOTHER SEIZURE!” Kaylee exclaimed as she tried to move Mackenzie off her, with help from Luca they lowered her to the floor, Kaylee knelt to the left side of her using a stack of towels as a pillow for Kenzie’s head.

The other boys turned as they heard Kaylee shouting, Jack flying off the wakeboard as Luke cut the motor. Jack resurfaced “LUKEY WHAT THE HELL?!” He exclaimed, “JACK JACK” Quinn yelled, “WHAT?” Jack asked as he began swimming back to the boat.

“KENZIE, KENZIE’S HAVING A SEIZURE” Luke yelled, helping Jack back onto the boat. Jacks face dropped, “MOVE, FUCKING MOVE” he pushed Ethan and Mackie out of the way, dropping down to a kneel next to her, Mark and Trevor moving coolers out of the way, Luca already timing as instructed by Kaylee.

“How long has she been out?” Jack asked looking up at Kaylee, “just started, she just slumped back into me” Kaylee explained. “What triggered it?” Jack furrowed his brows, she was perfectly fine. Kaylee just shook her head, “Kaylee what triggered it?” Jack demanded.

Kaylee sighed “you”, “me?” Jack asked, shocked. “Let’s focus right now, I’ll explain later” Kaylee replied. “Luca time check?” Jack asked, “erm… 3 minutes” Luca replied.

Mackenzie was whining, “shhh shhh it’s ok baby, I’m here, Jacks here. You’re gonna be okay Angel I promise” Jack reassured her.

At the four minute mark Mackenzie stopped convulsing, her eyes were still closed and her chest was heaving. Jack reached for his sweatshirt that laid on the bench draping it over her eyes to block the harsh sun. Jack sat behind Mackenzie leaning her up to rest against his legs, he played with her hair, mumbling words of reassurance to her. Eventually Mackenzie came around “J-Jack?”

Jack looked down at her sweatshirt covered head, “I’m here baby” he reassured, grabbing her hand. “What— what happened? Where are we?” Mackenzie asked confusedly, “we’re on the boat remember angel? You had a seizure but you’re ok. You’re gonna be alright baby” Jack promised.

“Mmm, I’m tired Jacky” Mackenzie mumbled, “I know baby” Jack cooed. “You want me to keep the sweatshirt over you?” He asked, sometimes she could feel a little claustrophobic, “mmm I want cuddles, I love you Jacky” Kenzie mumbled, tiredness clear in her voice.

Jack turned to Luke who was still behind the wheel, “can you take us back to the house?” He asked his younger brother, Luke nodded, starting up the motor, and driving back to the house.

“Yeah? I love you kenz” Jack leaned down to kiss her head through the sweatshirt, he noticed her breathing evening out a sign she had fallen asleep. Kaylee grabbed the bag she packed for the couple, before standing, “I’ll come back with you, I’m starting to burn a little anyways” she stated as Quinn nodded “yeah I’ll come back too, I’m getting a little bored out here.”

It wasn’t long before they arrived at the dock, Quinn climbed off first reaching a hand out to help Kaylee back across. Jack slowly picked Kenzie up walking to the edge of the boat and passing her to Quinn briefly as he jumped back himself. Quinn returned Kenzie to Jack as they headed up to the house.

Quinn called out a hello just so they didn’t scare Skylar, Jack heading upstairs to lay Kenzie on their bed, he debated whether he should get her changed and decided that she’d be comfortable enough as she was. Laying a blanket across her, he leant down kissed her forehead before heading downstairs to grab them both a bottle of water.

As Jack made it to the kitchen he could hear voices in the living room. “Quinn, someone needs to say something” Jack deciphered that voice as Kaylee’s.

“You can’t drop all of that on him right now, that isn’t fair. He’s already losing his mind about the shit that went down yesterday” Quinn mumbled.

“He deserves to know Quinn, I’d rather he knows now” Kaylee shot back.

“His girlfriend just had a seizure, he’s my brother I know him better than anyone, and when I say now isn’t the time I mean it. Jack can’t process all of this without being irrational, he’ll fly off the impulsive radar ” Quinn says.

Jack decides that now is the best time to make his presence known “know what?” He asks as he steps into the room, Quinn sighs, shaking his head at Kaylee. “Fine tell him, but don’t say I didn’t warn you” Quinn adds.

“Jack. The reason why Kenzie was triggered is because she thinks you don’t want her anymore. She thinks that what sky said last night has somehow smacked you with the idea that you deserve better. Someone that will give you the world. Someone not from a broken family, she thinks that you think of her as a whore gold digging puck bunny. That you want to find someone better, and she’s thinking of going home” Kaylee frowned.

Jack stood frozen, Mackenzie thinks he doesn’t want her? That he wants someone better? There is no one better for him, she’s it, she’s the one. “Jack?” Quinn questioned looking at his brother in concern.

“W-what? I love her, I love her so much. There is no one else I want, she’s not a whore or a gold digger. She lost her virginity to me! Why would I think she’s a whore?” Jack was spiralling, and Quinn knew it. He’d only seen Jack do it a handful of times, the most recent one being Lukes draft day.

“Jack, rowdy breath for a sec buddy” Quinn approached his younger brother, Jack took a shaky breath, “she’s gonna break up with me? She can’t, I can’t lose her, I love her. She can’t throw this away!” Jack spoke shakily.

Kaylee looked between the two brothers, unsure of what to do. “She’s not gonna leave you Jack. She loves you, anyone can see how much she loves you. She’s just hurting right now buddy, emotions are running high” Quinn soothed.

Jack sighed, shaking his head but before he could speak another person made their presence known. “Kenzie’s gonna leave you?” Skylar looked confused and shocked.

“No thanks to you” Kaylee mumbled, before turning her back on Skylar. Skylar sighed out “Kay—.”

“Don’t, fucking don’t” Kaylee shook her head clenching her fists.

Skylar sighed, scanning the room, Quinn gave her a faint smile. “Jack?” Skylar called out to the middle Hughes boy, “if you’re gonna insult my girlfriend, our relationship or myself forget it” Jack gritted out.

“What the fuck were you thinking? Did you even think at all before you tore my best fucking friend apart? To the point she’s questioning whether she’s good enough for him?” Kaylee seethed.

Skylar opened and closed her mouth, “I-I-i” she stuttered out. “You fucking what? You’re sorry? Hmm because saying sorry isn’t gonna fix this!” Kaylee shouted.

Quinn looked back at Jack, noticing Jack’s chest heaving, “Jack?” Quinn placed his hands on Jack’s shoulders Jack however wasn’t paying attention, his eyes focusing on Skylar and Kaylee. “Rowdy?” Quinn shook his shoulders, Jack blinked before looking at Quinn, “hey buddy” Quinn smiled.

“Jack?” Kaylee looked over at him as she spoke, Jack looked at her. “She’s not gonna leave you, I’ll make sure of it, because it’ll be the dumbest thing she’ll ever do. She loves you, she loves you to pieces. She’s just scared, scared to lose you. A certain someone’s words have gotten to her and now she thinks that’s how you perceive her” Kaylee explained.

“Jack, I'm sorry, I’m so sorry” Skylar spoke, Jack just shook his head. “Why?” is all he said. Skylar frowned, “I don’t know” she whispered.

“You clearly fucking do, people don’t say shit like that for no reason, like why do you think it’s acceptable to call her a slut? Say all you want about me, I really don’t care but you keep my girlfriend's name out of your mouth if you’re just gonna speak negatively about her” Jack seethed, Quinn pulling him to one side to calm him down.

“She’s been nothing but a role model to you, the amount of times she’s skipped meals because your mom couldn’t afford to pay for a full week of groceries and she never complained. She never once complained when her stomach growled because she was so hungry, because her main priority was YOU! Making sure YOU were fed, YOU were happy, YOU were thriving. She’s the most selfless person I know, and you hurt her? Why?! Jack’s right, this isn’t something that comes out of nowhere!” Kaylee ranted, catching Quinn and Jacks attention, Jack seeming to have calmed down a little.

“Because she’s gonna leave me like dad did!!” Skylar cried out, Jack's eyes softened at that. “She’s not gonna leave you Sky, she loves you to death! You will always be top priority to her. You AND Jack, she loves you both so much!! She told me when her and Jack first started dating that if you and he didn’t get along then or if you didn’t like him she’d dump him because she loves you, she values your opinion. Who cheers the loudest at your games?” Kaylee looked at Skylar.

“You and Mackenzie” Skylar answered, “exactly, and who drove around half of Nashville to find you your very specific birthday cake for your 15th birthday party after the bakery messed it up?” Kaylee questioned again.

Skylar sighed, “Mackenzie.” “Right, and who has been there for you day in, day out, no matter where or what time it is? Who would drop everything at the tip of a hat if you needed them? Who brought you enough ice cream to never want more, watched legally blonde and cried with you when your first boyfriend broke up with you? Who snuck you out to parties even though your mom said no? Who cut her date with Jack short because you had a bad practice and needed a phone call?” Kaylee questioned stepping closer to Skylar.

“Mackenzie” Skylar sighed, tears falling down her cheeks, “exactly, she’s never gonna leave you. You’re gonna be sick of her if anything, but doesn’t she deserve to be happy? Doesn’t she deserve to have someone love her no matter what? She deserves so much, after everything she’s done for both of us. After everything that girl does and will do for us, I’m more than happy to share her. There’s plenty of her tiny ass to go around, Jacks not gonna hurt her, has he ever given you any doubt that he’ll leave her? Or she’ll leave you? No. You two are my sisters, not biologically but you might as well be” Kaylee ranted, bringing Skylar in for a hug.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Jack. I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean any of it. You are good enough for her, You’re more than good enough, you’re perfect for her” Skylar cried. Jack took a breath, “Skylar I'm not gonna stand here and lie and say that what you said didn’t hurt, because it did. Your approval was important to Kenz, which made it important to me. I never wanted to make you feel like I was taking her away from you, and I get that being away from her isn’t easy, hell I know that. Nothing is worse than being away from her on a roadie, but you hurt her, what you said was wrong, incredibly wrong. You insulted our relationship, you insulted me in my own house” Jack breathed out, trying not to shout.

“I think what Jack is trying to say is that he needs time to process this all. You can’t say stuff like that, say sorry and expect it to all be fine again” Quinn spoke, Jack nodded as he stood back and walked away.

Jack walked into the kitchen to grab the water he intended on getting in the first place before heading up stairs. As he pushed the door open, Mackenzie was just starting to wake up. “Hey baby” Jack cooed, passing her a water as she slowly sat up. “Hey Jacky” Mackenzie mumbled before drinking half the water.

“How are you feeling now, angel?” Jack cooed out, moving to lay next to her, “better, I heard yelling” Kenzie mumbled, rolling over to lay her head on his chest. “It’s ok baby, we were just sorting something out” Jack reached a hand to stroke her hair however Kenzie caught it, slowly leading it down between her legs. Jack furrowed his brows, drawing in a shaky breath, “Kenz baby” he whispered.

“Mhm” Mackenzie hummed in response, “we can’t babe, you’re tired and worn out from earlier” Jack sighed. Mackenzie sighed, “I want you Jack.”

“Why don’t we cuddle for now hmm” Jack suggested, Mackenzie nodded, cuddling into him more as he played with her hair. “I love you kenz, so much” Jack mumbled as he kissed her head, “mmm I love you too Jacky” Mackenzie mumbled placing a kiss on his chest as she drifted off to sleep.

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Kay.Johnson it’s a sister kinda love 🫶🏼💜

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Kenzie.Havener it really is, navigating life’s bullshit with you has been an honour 💜

trevorzegras aww jack where’s my brotherly love post 😩😑

jackhughes it’s on its way buddy 🤔

Frey.Lodge aww you two are so cute!! Where’s my mention Kaylee 🤔🤨

Kay.Johnson erm ask Liv or Mads for one 🤨🤔

Olivia.Autumn OOF I felt that💀

Maddy.Elizabeth no but same 💀😑

Angela.Woods watching you girls grow up together has been so special ❤️

Kay.Johnson I love you mama Angie, thank you for being the best second mom ever ❤️❤️

Kenzie.Havener Ich liebe dich, Mama ❤️

Angela.Woods Ich liebe dich, Schatz ❤️

User178 can I get a friendship like Kenzie and Kaylee’s? 😭😞

User190 no but same, like where can I find a bestie like that? 😩

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jackhughes my brother from another mother 🫶🏼💙 no I wasn’t forced to post this… I was send help

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trevorzegras awww buddy 🥺, love you too 💙

Kenzie.Havener whens the wedding then boys 🤨🤔

jackhughes did my girlfriend seriously just ask that?😑

_quinnhughes let’s face it you and Trevor will probably get married before you even think of proposing to kenz 😞😤

Kenzie.Havener does anyone else hear that? 👂🏼it’s the married in 50 years train coming 😫

jackhughes ha.ha so funny 😑

trevorzegras I thought it was funny

l_hughes06 so did i

Cody.Griffin and I

Kenzie.Havener aww thanks boys 🫶🏼

Kay.Johnson that glow up tho 😏🤨

Kenzie.Havener I KNOW, like damnnn I bagged myself a hottie 🥵🥵

jackhughes hell yeah you did 🥵😏

trevorzegras Kaylee Johnson are you flirting with me again?! 😫🤨

Kay.Johnson maybe I am super hot fake boyfriend 😏

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes #quinn hughes #umich hockey #ethan edwards x reader #summer of love #summer of love master list

[andromeda3116]

What did you think about the serenity film? I thought it was awful. I hated almost everything about it. Going to one of your recent posts about "it's canon, but we ignore it because it's badly written" is kind of how I feel about serenity. All I wanted from a follow up film was a Mal and Inara hook up, and what I got was a bunch of characters that completely lost any character development they underwent in the series.

so this ask is years and years old but i honestly never forgot about it so much as i never really knew how to answer

bc like... if what you were wanting was an answer to the ships, then, yeah, i can see the severe disappointment. absolutely nothing is solved vis á vis mal/inara except bringing them back to the place they left off, but.

what they were trying to do, with serenity, was solve the most pressing question -- i.e. the "wtf is up with river" question -- in two hours and change. every other character detail and aspect had to take second fiddle to that because that, had they had a full series to work with, was supposed to be the plot thread.

so everything else took a backseat. mal/inara, simon/kaylee, everything with shepherd book and his story, any characterization for jayne, anything else about the independent movement, all the rest of the concepts and plot threads -- they got sacrificed for the sake of wrapping up the biggest, most important question of the series.

and i get that! i get that that was what they really had to do with the time that was given to them! and so i forgive some issues by dint of --

well, these are explicitly Extreme Situations. so everyone -- particularly mal -- is acting in Extreme Ways.

actually, upon rewatch -- and knowing the deleted scenes, which i do kinda think are critical to understanding the gravity of the scene -- i actually do like jayne asking mal how many of his soldiers besides zoe came out of serenity valley --

because that was the last time that mal was fighting an ideological war, and everyone else died there.

jayne's point is not to attack mal, exactly, it's to ask how many of us are you going to get killed for your ideals this time?

these are the characters that we love, but pushed beyond the extremes that the original show really showed us. and i get why that would be jarring! because we didn't exactly see that they would go this far! because the show didn't last long enough to set this up!

but that's the nature of a situation where a movie has been made to wrap up a show that got canceled too soon.

so, i appreciate serenity for answering the biggest questions and wrapping things up, but i feel like it shouldn't have been necessary, at the same time that i -- tangential to this ask -- recognize that one of the reasons firefly does survive to this day is because it didn't last long enough for the whedonism to ruin it, but i do still feel like it wasn't really earned, character-wise, and felt jarring because of that. it does feel like they were forced into unnatural situations, because they kind of were, and that it was rushed, because it kind of was, but that was a necessity of the situation.

the characters and the story deserved better, not just from the network -- which was obvious at the time -- but also from the creator. this idea and these characters and this concept all deserved better. they had so much potential to be so amazing, but they weren't given the space to actually pan out, and that sucks.

#firefly #serenity #this ask has literally been in my inbox for 6+ years #idek how long #but i never forgot it because i never knew how to answer it