#my mom thought my sister was giving her beans and she put it in her mouth. was not beans.

[byunpum]

Tsa·zìskrrmipaw | part 2

Pair: Neytiri x Y/N human baby x Sully family

Warning: soft moments, mother rage, violence, sadness

Note: I had this job done a long time ago, but I changed a few things. Finally I am publishing it. I hope you like it a lot, and enjoy it. Remember to read part 1 <3

AVATAR MASTERLIST | Part 1 | Part 2

If there was one thing Neytiri was sure of when she decided to accept little Y/N into her family, it was the offensive comments. The discriminating looks they would give her and her baby. She could receive all kinds of insults and mistreatment. But her little Y/N? oh no, not her. Her little bean shouldn't be treated like that. So she became much more protective of her baby. Neytiri knew she couldn't have you locked up all your life in the hut. That she and Jake wouldn't be around you all the time, even your siblings. Neytiri knew she had to let you grow up, but she was very afraid.

The day was pretty quiet, lo'ak and kiri were taking their midday nap, while little Y/N was playing with her father. Jake was lying on the floor, while Y/N was combing his hair and cuddling him. Meanwhile neytiri was finishing weaving a foot bracelet for her children. Neytiri was giggling at the scene ahead of her. Jake was almost asleep, while y/n's little hands were trying to climb up and move his father's head to the other side. Jake said it was "spa day for daddy," but he was taking it very seriously. "daddy you have a big head" says y/n, now using his feet to move jake's head. He laughs, and stands stiller. "You're the big head" jake jokes, moving his hands up from his head to hold the little girl. Pulling her up into the air, hearing her laugh. Now laying her on his chest, cuddling her and giving her lots of kisses. Neytiri feels so in love, at times like this she is glad and thankful that jake is her partner and father of her children. He is such a great father.

"Y/N!!!" Neteyam's voice is heard from afar, running into the hut. The boy had gone out to play with some friends. He ran as fast as he could to his little sister. "You have to come with me, I found the perfect place to play" says neteyam, wrapping his arms around y/n's chest. Lifting her into the air. "Hey easy warrior…remember your sister is smaller" says jake, taking y/n in his hands to put her on the ground. Little y/n didn't care about any of these actions, for her it was all a game.

"Neteyam what's wrong?" asks neytiri, watching as her eldest son runs to her. "Mom…I found a really nice place to play and practice with y/n. She can go with me, right?" asks the boy, excited. Neytiri is silent, giving jake a quick glance. He lifts his shoulders, waiting for his partner's decision. Y/n was 6 years old, and barely out of the hut. But what worried her most was the behavior of some of the clan members. Many accepted the human as part of the clan. But many rejected her presence. "Mom please!!!" the little girl is at her brother's side. Jumping up and down with excitement, while neytiri thought of what to say. "My love…why don't you play here near the hut, where you always play?" speaks neytiri, neteyam pouts.

After several minutes of begging, Neytiri agreed to let the two children go out to play. Neytiri felt as if her heart wanted to go out, she was getting nervous. Watching as both children ran out of the hut, "teyam…take care of your sister!!!" shouts neytiri. Jake walks up to her, sitting behind her. Hugging her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. "My love… she'll be fine, she's just going to play. It's okay" jake speaks, wrapping his arms around neytiri more. He knew what neytiri was like with y/n. Jake was still surprised… when neytiri brought a human baby to care for him, then wanted to adopt her. And now she cared for y/n more than she cared for herself. He didn't know what y/n had done in neytiri, but it had to be something magical. "Yes…I know she'll be fine, after all neteyam is with her" neytiri tries to calm down.

Meanwhile neteyam and y/n had arrived at the place. It was right next to the village, a nice jungle area. Where there were low trees, perfect for y/n to play with. The grass was soft, and the creatures that went to drink water from the small lake in the middle of the place were very safe. There were even more na-vi children playing in the area. Neteyam took her sister by the hand, but not before taking the oxygen mask and placing it on her younger sister's nose. "Breathe," said Neteyam excitedly. When they were ready, they ran to a branch. Neteyam helped his sister up, running along the wide trunk. They played like this for more than an hour. Practicing jumping, making bows out of the wood they found. Even collecting rare objects to place in their father's hair. Neteyam took great care of y/n, carrying her in places where she could fall. Cleaning her face, and always making sure her oxygen was good.

Both children were very entertained playing, they were watching some giant snails moving on the trunk of the tree. Until they felt that someone was behind them. The giggling of some children caught neteyam's attention. He quickly turned around and got up from the ground. While y/n tried to imitate him. "My mom says you should be with your own kind," said one of the children. Looking at the little girl, who was already feeling intimidated. "Mine says you should have died when your real mom did" says another child, this one was taller. "Hey, what's the matter with you guys? Stop bothering us…GET OUT!!!" shouts neteyam annoyed by the comments. Meanwhile y/n was holding neteyam's hand tightly. She didn't understand why those kids were saying that to her, to Y/N her mother was neytiri. They were the same…or so she thought. Neteyam was arguing with the children, who were much older than neteyam. One of the boys grabbed y/n's arm and lifted her into the air. While another one pushed and held neteyam on the ground.

He had the little y/n in the air, she was crying and screaming. "teyam!!!" she screams as loud as she can. Neteyam helplessly on the ground. The na-vi child had him restrained. "And what's this for?" the annoying bully grabs the oxygen box that y/n used to have around her waist. In a jerk he rips it off, and now he's observing it. "Stop that!!!! That's a big thing…she could die, PLEASE LEAVE HER ALONE!!!" yells neteyam. The little boy was crying in helplessness, as he saw how desperate his little sister is. The boy threw y/n on the ground, the fall was hard. He threw her with much force, then to kick her in the ribs. The little human girl writhed in pain. As she curled into a ball on the ground, while still crying. "Oh, so without this…you won't bother the clan anymore?" says the boy…giving neteyam one last look. When he burst the oxygen machine on the floor. "Nooooo" shouts neteyam, knowing that this was one of the most important tools for y/n.

Note: Y/n can breathe pandora's air, but she needs human air every few moments. That's why she had the oxygen mask.

The device shattered into a thousand pieces, while the other children stepped on what they could. With a few scoffs, the boy holding Neteyam let go. Neteyam ran to his little sister… picking her up in his arm. To hug and comfort her. Neteyam wanted to fight for his sister, but that would make things worse. "I'll tell your mothers," Neteyam says. The little boy was holding his sister in his arms, trying to calm her down. The children scoff at him starting to walk away. "yeah…right" the laughter trails off, as they disappear into the jungle. Neteyam looks down to see his little sister.

Y/n had some scrapes on her shoulders and the blow she had taken to her ribs was already getting swollen and purple. "teyam…it hurts so m-much" y/n cries. Hugging his brother. " Don't worry…come on let's go home, mom and dad will know what to do" says neteyam. He was little too, this was all a bit confusing for him. But he had to be the big brother, carrying his sister carefully.

Neytiri suspected that something had happened, you two had taken so long to return. "neytiri calm…calm" neytiri speaks to herself. But all calmness was gone when she saw her mother enter. Mo'at had a worried look on her face. Neytiri stood up quickly. "What happened?" the woman asks. Mo'at approaches. "Some children hurt y/n and neteyam took her to me," Mo'at says, not wanting to upset her daughter. But she had to tell her the truth. Jake was nearby listening in. He, too, quickly approached the women. "What? Mom!!! Y/N IS SHE OK?" neytiri is hysterical. "Daughter, come…she is crying and calling for both of you" says mo'at she was also a little confused by this situation. Neytiri told jake to stay with lo'ak and kiri, while she saw what had happened.

Neytiri arrives at mo'at's hut. Entering as quickly as she could, she saw norm at y/n's side, he was taking her vitals. Neytiri observed how several parts of her little girl's body were bandaged. And the big bruise on her ribs. What the hell had happened? Her heart wanted to burst. "Mama!" neteyam whimpers, he was right next to his sister. "Mama!!!" y/n cries. Neytiri runs to her daughter. Stroking her hair, giving her a kiss on her forehead. "my baby..what happened?" neytiri starts to examine her daughter's whole body. "The blow to the rib was serious" says norm, he was talking seriously. Neytiri looks at him with concern. Y/n starts coughing, as she always did when she lacked oxygen. Norm approached him, placing the large oxygen mask on him. "What about her oxygen machine?" asks Neytiri.

"mom they broke it!!!" neteyam was so worried, sitting on his mother's lap. "by eywa…what happened?" Tears of fury began to comulate in neytiri's eyes. Whoever had done this was going to suffer the consequences…neytiri had to find out what had happened. After a while, Norm handed her the oxygen machine. Telling her that he was going to make another one for Y/n that would be appropriate for her size. Mo'at told him that it was best for Y/n to get plenty of rest. The blows were very strong. Neytiri held her little daughter to her chest, as her baby cuddled her neck. She was asleep. While neteyam was holding her free hand. "Hey neytiri…you need to figure this out…with that blow to the ribs. Y/n could have died…this is serious" says norm. Before neytiri nods with her face and begins the walk home.

On the way neteyam told her everything, how that children had insulted her sister. How he had beaten her and treated her. Apologizing for not protecting his sister. "Love…this is not your fault. You're little too, and those kids are much bigger than you two. They are wrong for doing this, but don't worry I will take care of it" says neytiri.After quite a long walk, they arrived at the hut. Jake ran up to neytiri when he saw the state of Y/n. "What the hell happened?" jake is shaken. Neytiri explained everything to Jake, the more Neytiri told him the more upset Jake became. Who did they think they are, hurting one of Toruk Makto's sons?

Neytiri carefully placed the girl in her hammock, she was very sleepy. Placing her oxygen mask on her, at a gentle rhythm. Just so she could breathe both airs. Neytiri followed the same routine as every night, but she was very upset. "Mama…y/n will she be alright?" asks lo'ak looking at his sister from afar. Neytiri walks over to her son, stroking his face. Lo'ak and y/n were practically twins, with several months of differences. They were raised at the same time. Lo'ak used to sleep with y/n, and jake had told him he should sleep alone today. "Yes honey… she's fine. She just needs to rest" neytiri carries the child, taking her to kiri's hammock. After putting all the children to rest, neytiri quickly left the hut.

Jake was just outside, at the edge of the hut, which was at the height of a large tree, Jake was cleaning the pots that had been used for the meal when he saw how neytiri stormed out, her gaze was focused on a target. Grabbing her hand to make her stop for a moment. "baby where are you going?" asks jake. Neytiri waved her hand for jake to let go, and continued on her way. Jake stayed there watching neytiri walk away, but several minutes after neytiri disappeared into the brightly lit jungle he decided it was best to chase after her. Verifying that all the children were okay, he climbed down from the tree and followed his partner.

On the other hand, neytiri knew what she was going to do. Where she was going to go. She knew that group of mothers, the mothers of those troubled children. They used to eat together, they used to stay late in the common area of the village. With their hands closed, and their anger at a high level. Neytiri reached the group of women. The na'vi women were finishing their meals, others were laughing about some topic of conversation. Until one of them felt someone grab her head, revealing her neck. Feeling a sharp knife in her throat.

"I think I was very clear…when I said to stay away from my daughter" says neytiri. Her tone of voice was low and threatening. Showing her fangs, and with dilated pupils. The women around stood up for themselves, shouting and asking neytiri to release their friend. "Your son almost took my daughter's life," said neytiri. Listening as the woman in her arms, lets out a mocking laugh. "You're talking about the devil," says the woman, feeling a cut on her arm as neytiri slams her hard to the ground. She hit her head, seeing how neytiri was now on top of her. Fury was all over her entire body. "The only demon here is your damn child" speaks neytiri. Hearing as the woman's partner approaches, the man rushes over. Neytiri stands up, she could take this man. If she had to defend her daughter's honor she would do it, no matter what.

Just as the man approached to attack Neytiri and defend his partner. Jake appears in front of him, with a quick punch to the chest. Leaving him on the ground, right next to his partner. Jake began to growl, pulling out his knife. Positioning himself in front of neytiri, to create a barrier. "If I ever see your son again…or any of your children near my children. I swear I'll rip his head off myself!" shouts Neytiri. Jake is backing her up, ears perked up, fangs out. None of them were brave enough to reveal themselves in front of Toruk Makto and Neytiri. They were great warriors.

The couple and the group of women walk away. With difficulty because of the blow and cut that neytiri had given to the woman. Leaving Jake and Neytiri alone surrounding the bonfire. Jake didn't look away until he saw the group disappear. Turning to see neytiri collapsed on the ground, covering her face with her hands. Tears began to flow, and whimpering shrieks began to sound. Jake kneels down to hug neytiri. "She could have died…and I wasn't there to take care of her. I promised mom I would take care of her…I promised to be her mother and take care of her. And today I almost lost her jake, ma jake today one of our daughters almost died" neytiri looks at jake, she was collapsed. She was in pain and furious.

"I know…I was really scared too," says jake, watching neytiri's eyes widen. That's what she was afraid of…afraid of losing her. It took neytiri so long to accept that she loved a human. It took her so much to give all her love to a creature who needed her. And now that she had promised her that she would always take care of her, these things happen to her little girl. "Ma neytiri… Y/n will have to live with all these comments and situations. But we will always be here to take care of her…like now." Jake laughs a little, trying to cheer his partner up. Neytiri just hugs him tighter. + + The days passed and little Y/N got much better, she still had that bruise on her ribs. And it still hurt, but he was already playing as if nothing happened. Even lo'ak went back to sleep with her sister. Neytiri was barely leaving the hut, she didn't want to meet those women. Much less leave Y/N alone, she would rather stay with her children at home. By coincidence, that morning, while everyone was eating breakfast, "Mom, could we go to the river? I want to go play with lo'ak" says y/n sitting on her father's lap. "mmm I don't think so" says neytiri, shaking her head quickly. "ahhh mama!!!" says lo'ak, whining. They hadn't been out to play for a long time, the only one who had been out was neteyam and that was because he had to go to practice.

Jake gives neytiri's hand a squeeze, laughing a little. The woman takes a calming breath before replying. "It's okay…besides I think you guys need a bath" says neytiri tickling kiri. She was still half asleep. Later, jake takes neteyam with him, while neyitir takes kiri, lo'ak and Y/N to the river. Watching as the children run when they see them approach the water source. Screaming and laughing. They looked so happy. Neytiri settles down on a rock, beginning to settle everything to clean up for her children. She regretted that neteyam was not there today, he smelled bad too. First it was kiri, while lo'ak and Y/N continued playing in the water. Then it was lo'ak's turn and finally Y/N.

"Ok, come here little one" neytiri says as she removes the little one's loincloth, preparing the oils she was going to use. For Y/N everything was different and unique. "Hello ney" says ninat, she had recently given birth. She was a new mother, and she was the only woman in the clan that neytiri trusted. Besides her mother. "Nina!!!!" says Y/N happily, jumping in the water. "Hi baby" ninat comes over to give the little girl a kiss on the hair.

"Hi…how's everything?" asks neytiri starting to clean Y/N, while ninat began to arrange to do the same with her baby. "Everything is perfect…hey I heard what happened" says ninat, seeing how neytiri's face changed. They both looked at the bruise that was still on the little girl's skin, and how she had other scratches on other parts of her body. "I don't want to talk about it…I" neytiri felt ninat place her hand on her shoulder. "Next time…come and look for me. I will always help you take care of your family" ninat says, neytiri smiles a little. She is glad to know that there are people who support her and know that this event and behavior they have had with Y/N is wrong.

After cleaning Y/N, Neytiri put a new loincloth on her and told her that she could go play with her brother and sister. Just as the little girl was on her way among the rocks, she saw the group of children who had once hurt her. They were approaching with their mothers. The women were going to another corner, but immediately noticed the presence of the sullys. Y/N ran as fast as she could to her mother. Burying her head in her mother's chest. The little girl was trembling, and you could hear how she was about to start crying.

Neytiri looked up and saw the women. Giving her a defiant look, noticing how the woman's arm was bandaged. Neytiri looked at her little daughter, taking her head in her hands making her look her in the eyes. "Y/N…they already know their place, as long as I am alive, no one will hurt you…I promise you" Neytiri speaks, hugging her daughter.

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[milaisreading]

Sae acts cold, arrogant, and egoistic but when the reader is around him he turns into a soft and gentle simp for her.

🌱🩷: Someone asked me to do a one shot of that one post I made abt Sae simping for Isagi's sister. So I might as well write it like this! Hope u like it!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Sis, can we get these? Mom won't mind, right?" Yoichi wondered, pointing at the box of chocolate that he was holding. (Y/n) looked away from the list Iyo gave her earlier and at the item her brother was holding.

"Hmm I don't know. Didn't you have enough sweets already?"

"Please. I didn't indulge in them for months. Blue Lock is torture." Yoichi pleaded with her for a good minute until (Y/n) ended up sighing and nodding her head.

"Fine. Put it in." She said, showing him the basket.

"Thanks, sis. You are the best!" Yoichi cheered, causing (Y/n) to blush a little.

"Ahh~ me? No, I am not. Don't flatter me too much." She laughed a little, not noticing someone looking at them.

"Ah... You two are here?" (Y/n) and Yoichi jumped in surprise and turned to look at the familiar figure.

"Sae-san? What are you doing here?" (Y/n) wondered as Yoichi raised an eyebrow at that as well.

"Mom wanted us to visit some family friends here in Saitama. I just grew bored of her picking what to buy as a present." Sae shrugged, causing (Y/n) to laugh a little.

"Ah~ it's not easy to pick gifts."

"Wait, is Rin here, too?" Yoichi raised an eyebrow, earning a nod from Sae.

"Yeah. A few isles down." He pointed and Yoichi took off there. The two older siblings stayed rooted to their spots, blinking at each other for a moment.

"So... You are back from Spain." (Y/n) said, trying to break the awkward silence.

"Obviously."

"Hahaha..." The girl laughed nervously at his harsh tone.

"Oh! Looks! Uhm... beans... my mom wanted some..." (Y/n) said as she noticed the cans and went to pick up a few, which wasn'tthe best idea as they were high up and she hhad to tip toe. Sae stared at her back silently.

'Why is he so cold? And what am I going to do with beans?!' She thought while sweating.

'So adorable.' He thought. He was interrupted by a sudden crash being heard to his left.

"What..." He muttered and looked back, only to find that some guy had tripped and the things he was holding fell on the ground.

'Such an idiot. How can one be so stupid to trip on nothing? Losers all around-'

"Ow!" Sae turned to look back at (Y/n), who had fallen on the ground with a can of beans next to her. The boy's heart stopped beating for a moment as he noticed her frown.

'So adorable! She is so cute.' Sae felt his cheeks dust a bright pink as he observed her face.

'That frown... literally could give anyone diabetes.' Sae thought when a boy around their age approached her, extending his hand out in the process

"Miss, are you alright? Let me help you up-"

Before the guy could finish, Sae was already there, hand grabbing onto (Y/n)'s.

"I will help you. Mind your business." The boy looked at Sae and flinched as he noticed the glare.

"S-sorry."He said back as he quickly backed away.

"That was so weird." (Y/n) muttered.

"Yeah, weird." Sae said, going back to his usual stoic face as (Y/n) got up.

"Thank you,Sae-san. Sorry for embarrassing you like this-"

"You didn't. Accidents happen." The words and much softer tone from Sae startled (Y/n) a little.

"Uh... are you sure?" She asked nervously.

"Of course. Come on now. We need to look for our brothers." Sae hummed as he dragged her away.

'Her hands are so soft.' Sae thought as he looked down at the hand he was holding.

'Why is he glaring at my hand?!' She gulped in fear.

A week later...

'This is so awkward....' (Y/n) thought as she looked out of the window, trying to distract herself by looking at the snow falling. Now, why would she be distracting herself? Easy answer! Sae Itoshi was sitting right across from her, staring/glaring into her soul.

'Oh! He is probably mad that Yoichi still didn't agree on joining Re Al! Ahhh, poor me!' She cried inwardly.

'Ahh~ she looks even cuter today! (F/c) definitely suits her! My adorable angel! How can someone so clumsy be so graceful?' Sae put his had over his chest. Heartbeat on an all time increase.

"Here you go, sir, miss. Ice tea and hot chocolate. Enjoy." A waitress said, putting down the beverages.

"Ah! Thank you." (Y/n) smiled at the woman as Sae nodded his head.

'That smile! Nobody compares to it-'

"Ouch!"

"Are you alright?" Sae turned to the couple sitting to his right,curious as to what happened.

"Yeah, it's just that I burned my tongue on the coffee. I wasn't aware how hot it was." The man answered, clearly embarrassing by it.

'Can't these people think for themselves?! It's coffee! A hot beverage, of course it will be hot-'

"Aww, hot hot hot." (Y/n) silently chanted, putting her hot chocolate away. Sae, alarmed, turned to look at her.

"Are you alright?"

"Y-yeah... I just burned my tongue on my hot chocolate." She laughed a little with a flushed face. Sae blinked at her for a moment.

'Ahh! Her cheeks look so adorable! It's alright, (Y/n). Let me help you! She is so cute, I could never be mad at her. It's the hot chocolate's fault anyways. Why was it so hot?' Sae glared at the beverage as he handed her his ice tea.

"Take a little bit of it. The cold will help your tongue."

(Y/n) blinked at it for a minute.

"But it's yours-"

"I don't care, drink it." Sae demanded.

"Ok." She said back, taking the cup and taking a few sips.

'You will be dealt with.' The pro-player thought, glaring at the abandoned hot chocolate.

"So... today's meet up wasn't about Yoichi?" (Y/n) wondered as both her and Sae walked down the street. The boy nodded for what felt like the 10th time. Usually, he would feel annoyed if he had to repeat himself, but that wasn't the case here.

'It's my fault, I should have been more clearer with my answers.' He thought, even if he said 9 times a clear 'no.'

"Oh... Then why did you invite me-" The girl cut herself off as she slipped on the ice. Closing her eyes, she was prepared to hit the ground, but instead felt two arms wrap themselves around her.

"Whew! That was close, are you hurt?" Sae thought, feeling his anxiety spike a little. Opening her eyes, (Y/n) looked up at him and shook her head.

"N-no, I am fine. Don't worry."

Sae nodded his head, keeping his arms still wrapped around her as they stood there in silence for a moment.

"Y-you can let go of me now." The girl said in embarrassment, and Sae was about to agree when something hit him.

'What if she slips again and falls for real?! What if someone pushes her to the ground?! What if she hits herself?! No! I can't let that happen!' The boy nodded to himself.

"What are you doing?!" (Y/n) exclaimed as Sae lifted her up into his arms as started carrying her.

"Just making sure."

"S-sure?! For what? S-Sae-san, this is embarrassing." (Y/n) said as her face turned a dark red.

'So adorable!!' Sae thought, ignoring the confused stares of the people around them.

'She is so soft~' He sighed, looking down at her dreamily.

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[randomfoggytiger]

Gethsemane, Bill Scully Apologia, and Maggie the Emergency Contact

Dialogue and Play-By-Play Analysis:

Bill: "I picked up the phone when they called Mom. I thought you could use a change of clothes."

Scully: "Thank you... where's Mom?"

Believing her cancer is still a secret, Scully automatically places Bill's importance below her mother, wanting to talk freely with Maggie (without Bill.) Bill sees and understands this; and is hurt that she still won't open up to him despite being here, now, for her. As of yet, he doesn't act on that hurt.

Bill: "I didn't tell Mom what happened...."

Scully: "...But I'm okay. Luckily."

Bill: "You're not okay, Dana."

Scully: "I told Mom not to tell you."

Bill: "Why?"

Scully: "Because it's very personal. Because I don't want sympathy."

For all of the just criticism against Bill later in this arc, here he is holding back his anger (an expression of his hurt) and listening, really listening to his sister. He keeps quiet, giving Scully room to fully explain herself; and even sympathetically locks eyes, giving her his full attention.

Another thing of note: he is staring at Scully with the exact look of sympathy she wanted to avoid. Mulder and Maggie know her enough to acquiesce to her "I'm fine"s; but Bill is her life-long peer, and siblings can't hide truths from each other as effectively as they can their parents or partners.

"You think you can cure yourself."

Bill realizes that his sister never told her own family-- him-- about her cancer because she does, even now, believe she can cure herself. He's stunned, shocked, even appalled; and that leaks into his voice, coming across as judgmental.

Scully doesn't deny it, caught; and sighs, frustrated, that he divined and overly-simplified something she hadn't expressed to anyone and probably would not have been able to without a beautiful speech prepared ahead of time.

"Mom tells me that you've gotten worse. That your cancer's gone into your bloodstream."

This explains why Maggie told Bill in the first place: she cracked under the strain Dana's edict of secrecy put her under, watching her daughter slowly die without any apparent attempts to circumvent that death or even to bond over their shared tragedy. Bill became her only recourse... and Bill spilled the beans (as he does, again, in A Christmas Carol.)

Scully is shaken by his bluntness, unable to shy away from the truth spoken so baldly to her face.

"What are you doing at work getting knocked down? Beaten up? What are you trying to prove-- that you're going to go down fighting?"

Scully: "Now, c'mon Bill--"

Scully is deferring back to an old sibling dynamic: Bill misunderstanding, or only understanding enough to feel she's acting out of turn; and her attempting to draw him away from his preconceived notions. In this case, however, he's right; and she's avoiding the truth of that (subconsciously.)

Bill stops her by slapping down the clothes, getting her full attention.

"Y'know what Mom is going through? Why do you think I didn't tell her when they called?"

"What should be doing?"

Bill: "We have a responsibility-- not just to ourselves, but to the people in our lives."

And he's absolutely correct here: Scully has been so focused on work and its promise of a cure that she's forgotten to give space to those suffering alongside her.

"Just, just because I haven't bared my soul to you or to Father McCue or to God, it doesn't mean I'm not responsible to those important to me."

Here Scully reveals she thought emotional distance and soldiering on was her way of protecting her loved ones from her burdens, providing them strength in the face of her worsening health. In reality, it worsened their fears and burdens; and furthered their isolation... except for, ironically, Mulder, who wasn't ready to face the implications of her impending death, anyway.

"To who? This guy Mulder? But where is he, Dana? Where is he through all this?"

Bill is less right here: from his perspective, Dana has (once again) wrapped herself up with a man whose authority and work ethic supersedes Bill's love and concern for his sister-- another in the pattern of their late father and Daniel Waterston and Jack Willis. Bill isn't stupid: his above reproach also reveals he knows Mulder knows about Scully's cancer; and the fact that her partner did and still left her alone to deal with it to "pursue his career" while Bill hasn't been able to be there to support her at all eats away at him, makes him hate the man. (And still he's civil when he meets Mulder, even talks with him in terms he believes a workaholic will understand-- "Let's keep the work away from here"-- only getting rough when he misinterprets Mulder's blank face in response-- "Let her die with dignity.")

Despite being wrong here, Bill still hits the mark; because Mulder did wander off on a quest. But Scully can't argue for Mulder without betraying her own reticence, her own need to keep Mulder in the dark for Mulder's sake-- because that would betray her feelings in a way that she doesn't want to discuss with Bill, especially after Mulder has consistently dodged that serious conversation for years now. So, she picks up her clothes and ends the conversation.

In-Depth Analysis

Maggie Was Scully's Emergency Contact

The hospital called Maggie when Scully was rushed in, unconscious; and while this doesn't outright disprove the theory Mulder might also be an emergency contact, it certainly fits in with the pattern of him being called to the hospital and let into Scully's room by Maggie and not the other way around (i.e. One Breath and Wetwired.) Furthermore, Mulder isn't alerted (that I know of) to a missed call from the hospital after his return to civilization, meaning the hospital didn't notify him at all.

Bill the Bully?

Is Bill a despicable figure? Most definitely... in a deleted Memento Mori scene-- which is why I think they cut it. Though his words are brusque, even cruel in their blunt honesty, Bill, apart from that scene, doesn't seem to willfully inflict or weaponize guilt against his sister, wielding it only as a reminder of how much her family is left out of her life, how much they want to be there for her and don't understand why she won't let them in. It's a fundamental difference in how they approach life; and both are forceful about their insistence on doing things their own way.

Scully is used to being everyone's source of strength (Maggie places her on a pedestal even above her brothers in Memento Mori), which hinders her from opening up or betraying her weakness. Being "the strong one" for so long turned into a fear of failing others; but this reticence has the opposite effect, ostracizing and distancing her family (and Mulder) in her struggles to keep them unaffected. Their divide grows as the years go on (though it seems an equilibrium of sorts has been reached after Emily, since she mentions them fondly in How the Ghosts Stole Christmas and indirectly in Millennium.)

Bill Is Right (in This Instance)

On its face, Bill's speech is unrelenting and out of left field... but is it, really?

Bill is told about his sister's cancer only when it has become irredeemably terminal. He arrives on land, either before or after Maggie's revelation, and finds the rest of the family ignorant and his mother having to shoulder that burden, alone, because his sister refused to let her tell anyone else the news-- meaning, Maggie has been suffering in silence the entire cancer arc, trying to abide by her daughter's terms for space and silence on the topic. However, Scully's definitive terminal diagnosis broke her; and Maggie, having no one to turn to support because Dana still refused to talk about it, finally confessed to her priest and reached out to her son for strength. Bill sees how hard this has been on her and tries to alleviate that burden by adopting his sister's methods: keeping Maggie in the dark as much as possible. It honors what he knows to be his sister's wishes and his mother's fears.

In this scene Bill is absolutely in the right. He and his sister, while not incredibly close, have no ill will between them; and he finds out that not only has she been slowly dying for months and sworn their mother to secrecy but she also still refused to tell him, even when he dropped everything to bail her and Maggie out with this act of kindness. This is wrong-- it is-- and his speech rebuking his sister is as deserved as Scully's are to Mulder whenever he acts only in stubborn self-interest.

Bill is hurt, Bill is grieved; and Bill drives that home, peeling back his sister's denial by exposing her true intent: "You think you can cure yourself." The ludicrous nature of her expectations-- cure incurable cancer and never tell a soul so she won't have to 'suffer' the shame or embarrassment of their sympathy or pity-- galls him; and he's right. It's Scully's struggle and her burden; but it's not just her struggle or burden: her family and loved ones are losing her, too, and that pain is just as powerfully frightening. Bill wants more from her than an immovable pillar of strength-- and that's a good thing. Maggie needed her to be "the strong one", and Mulder needed her to keep fighting; but Bill just wanted his sister to tell him the truth and let him in.

A last note: Bill grew up with Dana-- he knows her propensity to get lost in father figures and demanding authorities. He probably sees Mulder as another Daniel Waterston or Jack Willis, an extension of her undisguised adoration for their late father. He's naturally protective (as we see in Redux II, though grossly misplaced) and thinks Scully is losing that stability in herself the more engrossed she becomes in her work (ex. Gethsemane-Redux II and A Christmas Carol.) These fears and concerns are expressed in overbearing finger-wagging and anger rather than communication, a (sadly) common affliction in a family growing a more distant with time and lives necessarily apart.

Scully Believed She Could Cure Herself

Since Memento Mori, Scully's modus operandi has been to avoid, avoid, avoid the topic of her cancer (and the death of her father, her abduction, etc.) The following cases rarely touched on her illness unless she had a concerning diagnosis or needed further treatment, i.e. Zero Sum and Elegy. Radiation was likely ruled out as ineffective since the skirmish with Dr. Scanlon (and was a drain of her valuable energy and health without any chance of helping, regardless); so, Scully probably opted for more obscure treatments, buying time while she and Mulder chipped away at their work.

In the back of her mind, she believed, truly, that she wouldn't die: that her cancer could be tucked away from her family and cured before Bill or the others ever found out. As we know, Maggie bore the brunt of her daughter's edict of silence alone, finally caving when the cancer reached Scully's bloodstream. When Bill waits for an explanation-- staring at his sister's defiance and stubbornness and pure conviction that she's fine and that the family shouldn't be worried about her at all-- he figures out her blind expectation and avoidance-bordering-on-denial and says, appalled: "You think you can cure yourself." Scully dips her head, exposed and embarrassed.

The beginning of Gethsemane proves Scully was still denial: "my dying wish" she professes on the one hand only to reject the priest and shake her head at Bill with the other. No, Scully did not expect to die alone without her family there. When Bill demands, "We have a responsibility-- not just to ourselves, but to the people in our lives", she parries, "Just because I don't bare my soul to you or to Father McCue or to God." Scully thought she was doing her duty by keeping her loved ones in her thoughts while carrying out her solitary battle. When Bill strips her of her further excuses-- "Who? To this guy Mulder?"-- it peels back her hyper-focused perspective, reminding Scully that it's not just her and Mulder fighting the world.

She did her family and Mulder and herself a disservice by pushing them all away to "protect them", as she realizes in Redux II: being "strong" stripped them of the ability to support each other and was damaging in the long run. In this, Bill is undeniably correct. However, where Bill is wrong is that he doesn't see that Scully believes in Mulder's ability to save her, that by following him she is doing what is best for herself.

Her partner's fervor and hope give her strength; and his inability to break under defeat keeps her fighting even in her darkest hours (and does end up saving her life.) Scully put such faith in Mulder and his abilities and his theories that she kept council only with herself (as much as possible) to keep him going, to keep the weight off his shoulders (and her mother's and her family's) so that they could move forward as a well-oiled machine, ready to snatch the cure whenever they got their hands on it. And Mulder did get his hands on it... and then it failed.

She's dying; but it's not until the cure fails that the dam breaks: everything Scully had been fearing comes rushing out of her. She gives in, crying to her mother about her crumbling lack of faith-- because the miracle cure didn't work, because her months of waiting and hoping in private were all for naught, because she's going to die and there's no possible way to escape. But it's also freeing: she can own her fear, hold onto her mother, clutch Mulder's hand, cry with the priest, finally lean into and start to heal from the weights she's been holding on her back, alone.

And she prays: death is near.

Scully Wanted to Please Bill, Too

As she told Ed Jerse in Never Again, "There are other fathers."

The ouroboros twirls on and on in her personal life, goading her to both make a stand for herself and to placate Bill's expected reactions. In this situation, she did deserve his anger; however, this dynamic continues to play out in Redux II and A Christmas Carol, separate circumstances that are outside Bill's scope of understanding or perspective. After each confrontation, her brother always backs off and begrudgingly acquiesces his sister's boundaries; but it's easy to see why he clings to his late father's behaviors-- viewing them as the only way his sister will confide in him-- and why Scully automatically responds to-- albeit with more guilt than openness-- and rejects his methods.

It's an aspect of their relationship that fell to the wayside as the series barreled onward; but there are hints of resignation on his part after the events of Emily unfolded the way they did (silent support in the courthouse and true remorse in the church.) Scully, however, is locked in grief and unwilling to open back up, yet. We're never shown on-screen what happens next; but he seems to have caused her no further problems in spite of her professional and personal scares in the future (including almost being burned alive, an unexpected trip to Antarctica, job demotion, and getting gut shot all within the span of a few months.) Perhaps he gave her up for loss, perhaps he stayed close but distant, perhaps he withdrew from the drama all together. We'll never know; and, ultimately, it's up to individual interpretation.

Conclusion

This scene sets up the hinge upon which the cancer arc (and any future Scully family drama) twists and turns.

I don't believe Bill is bad, or even malevolent: he, like any other person in a family strained with distance and death, doesn't seem to blame Scully entirely or for long; and only wishes to get through to her somehow. We saw him bully her as a child but we also saw him gift and teach her how to use a bb gun. Scully, meanwhile, balks at and softens over Bill's bluster and overstepping, always effectively putting him in his place after courteously listening to his opinion. We saw her yell and shove him as a child but we also saw her gleefully play alongside he and Charlie.

In conclusion: like all sibling relationships, there are headbutts and there are fights; but it seems, at least by their conversation here and succeeding ones in the future, that any hitch or bump in the road is smoothed over, ironed out, or fixed before it becomes permanent. Bill makes excellent points that Scully takes into consideration, changing her future dealings with Maggie and Bill and even Mulder (namely, her willingness to open up in Detour); and Bill, having said his peace, supports his sister in her decisions the rest of this arc and later in S5.

That we know about.

Thank you for reading~

Enjoy!

#txf #S4 #Gethsemane #cancer arc #Scully #Bill Scully Jr. #Maggie Scully #Mulder #Bill Scully Apologia #meta #xfiles #x-files #the x files #analysis

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Oz Rewatch 3: S1E03: God's Chillin

Watched another episode with my sister!

Sister: Wow, he really got typecast as an evil doctor... Me: He's a priest. Sister: Yeah, and he's wearing a white lab coat

Watching the show with my sis, the flashbacks began, it struck me that there truly are a ridiculous amount of flashbacks in the show. I know the episodes were airing weekly, but even then, surely they didn't think people were forgetting what was happening THAT quickly, right? Then again, after initially mocking the flashbacks as "being someone else's memory" (narrative wise, they were strictly for the audience's benefit), Sister did end up appreciating the flashbacks for reminding her what was going on. If I recall correctly, the flashbacks became less frequent in later seasons as the show switched to running recaps before the episode instead. Still, the flashbacks are a little annoying to me. Sort of jumping ahead, too, but there were some REALLY cheesy effects on the flashbacks in either s2 or s3.

Sister: Riot! Riot! Riot! Ask me! Ask ME! (Little does she know...)

Stray observation: Cell Block Three is mentioned as Oz's "fag unit". I sort of wonder if the show uses "block" and "unit" interchangeably, which is a bit annoying if so. My understanding is that a unit is a smaller grouping of cells (like a "floor") within a larger dormitory/block.

Sister: (mockingly) God pulled everything back to reveal your true self... what, a CRIMINAL?

Foot-in-mouth moment for Sister Pete here, to be honest. Every time I watch this scene, I'm flabbergasted at why the hell she would ever run with this logic. If I was in prison, "maybe God put you here for a reason" is NOT the shit I would want to hear. I also think from a psychologist standpoint, she should know better than suggest something like this to an inmate... It sort of offers them a way out of accountability, no?

Sister: I don't know if that's Pride... it seems like there's deeper issues at play here.

(Miguel walking away) Sister: Zoom in!

Sister is of the opinion that Miguel's face sacrifice will not work not because God is not willing to negotiate but because Miguel slashed the wrong cheek.

I asked her what she thought about Miguel this episode. She seems to find his plot generally interesting, but she is also of the mind that he will die soon so there is no point getting invested.

Groves: No one's favorite

Sister continues to predict lines in the show:

Rebadow: Wow… Sister: It’s mom… Groves: It’s mom… Sister: Haha, I could’ve written this show!

She said Groves was not her favorite character ("I don't condone CANNIBALISM o_0"), and that she only finds him most amusing, but I feel like that means he's her favorite character lol. She has rejected Keane after this episode both for "being too soft now" yet also for not snitching on the COs, as well as for telling O'Reily he wasn't going to rat on him ("He should've held that over his head!").

Every time Groves shows up, Sister (as she had during episodes 1&2) does the Silence of the Lambs "fava beans and a nice chianti" slurping noises. She also did it during the opening of the communion scene here:

Markstrom & Kenny thoughts

I sort of wonder how the show would have been different if Kenny had joined the Muslim after all. He's so young in the show, and he is shown as easily giving into social pressure. It's sort of tragic. I think he is an example of a character who could have truly reformed had he been given the chance/put in an environment where that was actually possible and where there wasn't peer pressure.

Another thing I enjoyed seeing in this episode, knowing his true identity, was the subtle ways Markstrom lets his cover slip. During Post's funeral, he once again has to check his hand as he makes a gang sign—something he did in episode one upon meeting Keane as well. When the Homeboys are getting high in the classroom, we see Markstrom taking the heroin from Kenny and stowing it away in his pocket. Granted, he was doing so probably to keep Said from seeing the drugs, but I like to imagine that once he and Kenny are booted from the room, there is a deleted scene where Markstrom doesn't give back the vial, and also tells Kenny that Said is right, and Kenny is still young/can get out in a few years if he keeps his head down and makes an effort. In a later scene, Markstrom remarks to Kenny that he doesn't seem to be taking to drug counseling. Maybe he was the one who tried to get Kenny to go in the first place!

Final Thoughts/Stray Observations

Devlin's aide is actually there from season 1! I wonder if the actor had something to do with production, or if they just decided to call up the same extras every time.

Sister continued to worry for Nino Schibetta (alternatively "the mouse" and "the mole") and his feelings. As D'Angelo was getting choked out this episode, she said "aw, but the mole guy will get sad"

The FBI really don't do shit lol

Sister, musing aloud: If this was Sex and the City, what do you think they would wear?

Sister has moved on to theorise that Rebadow is in prison for murdering his wife

I showed Sister the memes I have been making for the show ("I'm giving you peeks into the future"). She seemed to respond the most to the following:

Sister: (narrowing eyes) (unimpressed look) (won't deign to respond)

Sister: (picking up on some kind of vibe) (interest piqued) Do I know the guy on the left? Me: No not yet. You know the guy on the right. Sister: (squinting)

Sister: He's just like you Me: (deep pondering)

#text #oz rewatch #oz hbo

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 Seventy Two Hours of Bliss Ch.34/41

Chapter 34: Sweetness and buttplugs and cockrings, oh my!

Chapter Warnings: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, fingering Bondage, Sub/Dom play, anal play (m. receiving), fellatio, ice play, unprotected PiV(play safe y'all), cunnilingus, orgasm denial

Series Masterlist 

Series Summary:

You are neighbors with Austin Butler on the Gold Coast of Australia just prior to shooting Elvis. You become just friends because he is taken. However, after he is single again, you both find out just how attracted you are to one another and things get unrelentingly hot.

SERIES WARNING: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only,  here there be lemons.

Authors Notes: I started writing this while remodeling my kitchen, so that informed the slightly quirky narrative. It starts slow, but once it heats up, it is on fire. I have tried to pull facts from RL as much as I could, but obviously there are some assumptions and flat out dreamy wishes  involved here. 

Chapter 34: Sweetness and buttplugs and cockrings, oh my!

The next morning, Austin’s publicist texts him photos of you two eating take out on the hood of the Range Rover. Which is exactly what you did on the way home yesterday. The photos are grainy, but anyone who actually knows you could tell it is you. The headline says  “Austin’s mystery girl?” There is a good one of you laughing and him smiling after having taken a bite,  one with him holding your hand to help you up on the hood, and one with you shoving noodles in your face. They still are assuming you are French.

She is asking if Austin wants to go public with this. She had put out the ‘Austin is cheating’ fire months ago with a subtle break up announcement. Austin just texts back 'No, not yet'. 

You hadn’t seen anyone with a camera when you were out. You only had eyes for Austin anyway. 

Your cousin texts the pics to  you, she marvels at how much you look like the French girl. You just shake your head, of course she doesn't believe it could actually be you. Which is good because she would spill the beans for sure. 

You and Austin talk about fessing up to your family. You aren’t sure you are ready for that yet, nervous to change the status quo. He convinces you with the argument that it’s better to tell them before the press does, it’s only a matter of time. 

Reluctantly, you call your parents and introduce them via video chat to Austin, your boyfriend. They have no idea who he is, so you have to sheepishly explain that he is a known actor.  Your mom is over the moon about the fact that you are dating anyone at all. Your father does the gruff father thing, but you can tell he likes him. You explain the whole press situation to them and Austin gives them some pointers if anyone bugs them, although they shouldn’t since you aren’t going public with this yet. You tell them NOT to tell the rest of the family yet, especially Marissa. Your mom rolls her eyes at her niece's name. She knows how Marissa is. 

After, you call his family and he introduces you to them. Your heart is pounding in your chest. They seem very kind and down to earth people. His sister grills you a little bit, but was impressed with what you do and warmed up to you by the end of the conversation. 

You actually feel a little  relieved and somehow more official as he turns off the phone. You lean back on the couch, puffing on a stray hair.

“That was a big step, Kitten,” he smiles at you, brushing the hair out of your face, “meeting the family.”  

“Yeah, at least they are fore-warned,” you smile at him. 

He is just looking at you, the barest hint of a smile on his face. His gaze is soft, you can practically see the thoughts running around his head. You want to ask him what he’s thinking, but you are mesmerized by him. 

For long moments you can hardly breathe as he leans in slowly. His hand drifts up, brushing your neck on the way to cupping your cheek. Your inhale is softly jagged as goosebumps bloom over your neck and down your arm. 

Just before his lips meet yours, a sigh carrying the words, ‘god, I love you’ wafts on his breath into your soul. Then his lips are on yours, barely parted, soft and full. The barest tip of your tongue peeks out to taste his lips before coming together with the softest click. He tries to pull back, but your hand flys to the back of his head as you lean forward, following him. You hold him to you, slowly moving lips, tongues darting out to tease. All your nervous energy from talking to family shifts into desire that flows over your heart on it’s way to pool in the center of you. 

You realize just how deep into loving this man you actually are as your heart seems to expand to your fingertips. 

For a brief second, fears of the future, of being apart, of losing him try to bubble up to the surface. But before they sabotage the moment, Austin moves to kneel between your legs. He peels your shirt up and over your head, naked breasts bouncing, free from restraints. Fears dissipate into wisps of nothing as his hands slide around your waist to the small of your back, pulling your hips to meet his. He pushes the kiss deeper, lips interlock, tongues entwine, breath flaring nostrils in its wake. A little moan surges from your vocal chords, caught by his mouth. After a moment, he pulls back, nose and forehead  touching yours. 

“I love your little sounds, Kitten.” he says quietly, rubbing his lips on yours, “they fire me up so fast.” 

He stands up and offers you his hand. Fingers laced together, he leads you into the bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt along the way with the other hand. Dropping his shirt at the doorway, he turns around and pulls you in, laced fingers behind your back. His kiss is searing. His other hand pulls at the waistband of your casual sweatpants. Your free hand helps him pull them down to puddle at your feet, you don’t have panties on. He gently guides you backwards to step out of them, pushing you against the naked wall by the door. 

Still holding your hand, he  presses it above your head, his thumb rubbing circles on your palm. His body is partially leaning on yours, his hard cock in his slacks pressed to your thigh, the heat of his bare chest warming yours. 

The fingers on his other hand slide up your thigh, causing ripples of sensation to flutter to your core. They alight on your labia, rubbing in long light strokes back and forth, back and forth. His lips are on your neck, sucking, teeth nipping in the places he knows make you melt. You bite your lip, little sounds slipping from you. His long fingers slip into your wetness, dragging it upwards to your nub, skimming it in circles. Then again, and again. You are moaning outright into his ear as the coils in you wind tight.  He lifts his head from your neck to watch you, the corners of his mouth turned up at your pleasure. 

“MmmHmmm,” his deep tone rumbles in his chest. His fingers move faster, working your clit with just the right pressure. Then his mouth is on yours again, desperate and deep. Your hand not  bound by his, winds tight in his hair locking his lips to yours as the coils are sprung from behind your clit. Your cries of pleasure are muffled in his mouth.  As you are cumming, your legs shiver and shake threatening to melt out from under you. 

Both of Austin’s arms wrap around you, holding you up. Then you are on your back on the bed,  Austin’s pants are on the floor and he is naked, crawling on top of you. He settles himself gently between your legs, his weight on one hand as the other runs over your tits. He pulls a nipple into his mouth, your hands in his hair. His chest rumbles with sound as your hips rock up and down against him, begging for his cock. He sucks hard, moving up your body, pulling your breast with him until it pops out of his mouth. 

Then he is in you, You both groan at how good the initial sheathing feels. He pauses, deep in you,  his hands in your rumpled hair. You look up at him, feeling vulnerable, needy even. The assuredness of his sapphire gaze stops you short, holds you still, makes you feel - safe. Eyes locked, he starts to move in you like steady waves lapping the shore, in… out… in… out. Your breath matches his movements. You are in awe of how good he feels, not just inside of you, but his body pressed against yours, skin to skin. Your clit is swollen and sensitive, sending lashes of heat to your core every time he seats himself deep, deep, deep.  

His breathing quickens as does his pace. Your legs wrap around him, your fingertips are digging into his back, pulling him closer, silently begging for more. You are riding close to a second climax now,  soft panting breaths lilting from your open mouth. 

His eyebrow lifts barely in inquiry. Your head moves in the smallest of nods, eyebrows knitted together in pleasure. 

His lips crush against yours as his hips move in earnest. Your toes curl as each thrust drives you to the edge.  His mouth lifts off yours, his head immerses in your neck. You clench hard around him as you cum, moaning his name. His sounds of pleasure resound in your ear. He moans out your name into your shoulder as he shudders into you. Somewhere, in the back of your mind, you had forgotten that he knew your real name. You like it better when he calls you Kitten. 

You both lie there, panting. He goes to roll off  you, but you stop him.  He stays on top of you and like a weighted blanket, he is comforting.  

You spend the rest of the afternoon in bed, dozing, touching, kissing. He makes love to you sweet and slow twice more before you both retreat to the shower, and then to find something for dinner. That night as you climb into bed, he opens his arms invitingly. You snuggle down into him. 

“I just can’t get enough of you, Kitten,” he says, one hand curled on your head, the other pressing into your low back.  Your hand slithers down to his crotch.  He moans as he presses his once again hard cock into your hand. 

“Same,” you smile and hoist yourself on top of him. 

………

A couple days later, Austin tells you he still isn’t allowed to go into his office. 

By the afternoon, you can tell he is having intrusive Elvis thoughts.  He keeps glancing towards his office door and everytime he gets up, you can see he is feeling into Elvis movements.  Not that it bothers you, but he told you he needed a break. 

You decide to intervene the best way you know how. You’ve been planning this.

You casually get up and go into the bedroom. You get out a few new toys, placing them strategically so Austin won’t see them. You gather your hair into a high ponytail and change into a matching set of simple black bra and panties. You put on long black gloves and a pair of black thigh high boots, both ordered online for this purpose. 

You take a deep breath and click the leash off your inner demon. Time to come out and play!

You walk out, heels clicking slowly on the luxury vinyl. 

Austin is sucked into his phone, you can see over his shoulder that it’s an Elvis interview. 

You reach over and pluck it out of his hand. 

“Hey!” he turns, following his phone. He stops abruptly, looking you up and down, “Oh…wow,” he falters.

“You said you needed a break,” you turn his phone off entirely, setting it on the table as you walk around the couch. 

“Uh, yeah, I’m having trouble keeping my um… mind off…..,” he says distractedly, “you look… wow… boots.”

You cock your eyebrow,  arms crossed.

“Well, I’m going to give you something else to think about,” you say as you straddle him on the couch.

“I’m not going to argue,” he says smiling, hands going to your hips.

“Is that a promise?” you say deviously. He is playing right into your hands.

“I promise I won’t argue with whatever you have in mind, Kitten,” he licks his gorgeous full lips. 

If only he knew what was in store for him. You laugh deep in your chest, rocking your hips back and forth on his lap. 

Gloved hands to his face, you draw him to you. Watching his face glaze over with desire  as his gaze slides from your lips to your eyes and back. Leaning to him, you rub your lips against his in circles, your noses touching. 

“I’m going to hold you to that,” you whisper against his lips, 

You give him a simple peck on the lips then back away,  locking his eyes with yours. You pull him to standing, licking your lips in thirst.  

He is starting to tent in his Adidas sweatpants. You peel them down and he steps out of them. He pulls his own shirt off over his head. He is standing before you, hair messy and long, not a thing on him but a look of pure hunger. His dick is already standing at attention, just as you like it.  Your gloved hand strokes him up and down, smooth black satin tantalizing him. He breathes out a sigh in an ‘oh’. 

“So hard already for me, baby,” you croon to him. 

“For you? Always,”  he says in his deep sonorous voice. 

You lean up to kiss him, lips and tongues meeting.

His hands drift to your bra strap, starting to pull it down. 

“Uh ungh,” you pull your shoulder away shaking your head, “you get to follow my lead today. I’m in charge.” 

“Oh, well then, I’m all yours,” he bows his head a little. 

“That’s right. Mine, all mine,” your hand tightens on him and your eyes narrow as your lip slips into a crooked smile. 

You lead him by the dick into the bedroom you share. You have him stand in the middle of the room. Your covered hands outline the edges of his quads, over his hips bones, dangerously close to his hard penis, and along the ripples of his rectus abdominis. He tenses each muscle as you get to it, quietly showing off every definition. His eyes are closed as satin roams over his nipples, his pecs and upper lats and down his back.

Damn, just touching him, even with gloved hands, makes you want him all the more. 

You press your body close to his, trapping his cock between your bellies, as you knead his ass cheeks. You gently kiss his mouth, tongue frolicking along his lips. His hands fall naturally on your ass. He rubs your curves, sliding his fingers under your pantyline. You pull away and cock one eyebrow at him as if to say, “excuse me? Did I say you could grope me?’

He smiles sheepishly, glancing down then back at your face, biting his lip. Trying to pull the shy boy-next-door card. Fuck it could work, he is so damn cute.  But you have an actual plan here, so you place his hands on the back of his neck, telling him to keep them there.

You sit on the bench at the end of the bed and without any preamble, take him into your mouth. Casually descending and ascending his shaft, in no hurry. He is watching you, a slow smile creeping along his bitten lip. He is breathing in time to your movements. Your gloved hand lightly stroking him under your mouth. 

“You want more?” you ask after pulling off his tip with an extra tongue flourish. 

“Oh yes, please,” he replies with a smile. 

You start taking off your gloves, one finger at a time, using your teeth, Never letting his eyes leave yours. 

“Well then, you have to take this  for me,” reaching under the bench, you pull out a small butt plug. It’s black, flexible silicone with a long tapered tip and barely an inch in girth before the drop off point. It’s not intimidating. Your eyebrow is raised in inquiry. You haven’t really taken full control yet, so if he’s not willing, you will let it slide. 

His eyes widen, whether in excitement or trepidation, you aren’t sure.  

“Oh, well… um…” he takes a breath, “truthfully babe, I’ve always wanted to try one, but wasn’t sure how to ask.” 

“I was hoping so,” you smile at him, dripping lube over the tip, “are you ready?” 

“Oh yeah,” he steps his legs apart. He puts his hands on your shoulders so he can lean over a bit. “Can you do it like the shower?” he asks, a little nervous.

“Uh huh, I’ll go slow baby, tell me to stop if you need.” You look him in the eye. He nods. 

You dribble lube onto your fingers, gliding them behind his balls, along his taint and over his asshole. He puckers in anticipation. 

“Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna take good care of you,” you murmur, rubbing your cheek against his soft head. 

Taking the plug between your lubed fingers, gripping tightly, you position it on his tight hole. 

“Relax hunny,” you can almost hear his heart beating. He just nods down at you. 

You take his hard phallus into your mouth. Gliding up and down slowly as you apply pressure to his ass with the plug. The tip is so tapered and there is enough lube that he takes the first quarter easily. You slide in and out just a few times, getting him used to the sensation before pushing a little further. He is moaning above you. You keep sucking his cock as best you can, trying to focus on both at the same time takes concentration. 

As you push him further to the widest part, he is gasping.

“Oh my god yes,” he groans, hands gripping  your shoulders. 

God he is hot. His noises are making you wet. So yummy. 

You fuck his ass with the widest part, timing it with bringing him deep into your mouth. 

“Oh fuck Kitten, that is good!” his eyes are closed and he is shaking just a bit. 

Then you press and let his ass pull the base, nestling it into his crack. 

You pull off his cock with a smirk of satisfaction. Austin’s shaking hands are on either side of your face. He is leaning down, eyes wide with unbridled lust, lip trembling before he pulls you into a deep kiss. 

“I can’t wait to fuck you with this in,” he says, pulling away. 

“Lie down,” you nod towards the bed behind you. You bite your lip as you watch him crawl, a little tentatively, onto the bed, the black base barely flashing you. He lies down on his back with a pillow under his head. He seems to be pretty comfortable with the plug.  Next time you’ll pull out the next size up. You ordered a whole set, just in case he liked it. 

Standing at the end of the bed, you smile deviously at him. You hold up your finger and go take a moment to wash your hands, just in case. Better safe than sorry. 

As you begin to climb on top of him, kissing your way up his body.  You uncross his ankles, spreading his legs wide, stopping to reach under his balls and tap the base lightly with your fingers. He gasps and his cock bounces. Fuck that is hot. 

You straddle his torso, your knees near his armpits. His hands are on your legs. He is licking his lips, his eyes lingering on your fabric covered groin. Austin thinks he knows what is happening next as he nips at his bottom lip. You are grinning ear to ear, because you know he has no clue what you have in mind next. 

You pull the fabric aside, pressing your wetness to his chest and gently rocking your pussy back and forth, spreading your juices onto his sternum.  

“Do you want some of this pussy?” you ask sweet and low.

“Oh yes please,” his voice is husky. Your only response is a throaty chuckle. 

 You lean forward over to the edge of the bed. Your breast is dangling in his face, he is licking your nipple, sucking it into his mouth.  It shoots zings of pleasure to your spine. You reach for his hand  and pull out the wrist restraint you have tucked under the mattress. You wrap the padded leather around his wrist, buckling it quickly. 

“What?” he looks up at his arm with slight alarm. 

“You said you wouldn't argue,” you remind him, smiling and moving to the other side. He doesn't  resist when you pull his other arm up and buckle it in. 

He pulls experimentally when you finish. He seems a little nervous, but isn’t arguing. 

You lean down to his ear. “Tell me what your safeword is, baby.”  

He whispers it to you. You repeat it to him, just to make sure.

You turn around and press your cunt towards his face. He strains his head up, his tongue trying to make contact with your partially covered folds. You wiggle a little then pull away, teasing him as you bend forwards to buckle his ankles into similar leather straps while he is distracted. 

You stand up at the side of the bed, checking to make sure your safety scissors are on the bedside table. 

 Looking at this gorgeous man, your man, restrained spread eagle to the bed is making you drip down your inner thigh. Knowing he is being teased by the butt plug everytime he moves has your demon frothing at the mouth.  Good Lord he is hot, you just want to ride him into the sunset with him screaming your name.

“Comfortable?” you ask.

“Quite,” he responds.

“Alright then, now you are mine to do with what I please,” you smile like the demon you are. 

He licks his lips. You can tell he is a little nervous, but also excited. You reach over and pet his hair reassuringly.

“Now, you don’t get to cum until I say. You remember this game,” you smile knowingly at him, ”So you better tell me when you are close.” 

“Yes, Ma’am,” he nods, confident in his self control. 

You lean over, brushing your lips against his, then sink into the pleasure of kissing him. Lightly at first, then with more passion as the reality hits you that you can do anything you want to him. You’ve been planning this for a while, and now that it’s actually happening you aren’t sure where to start. 

Move over sugar, I’ve got this, your inner succubus says. You mentally step aside ‘just don’t hurt him.’  

Please, I love him just as much as you do, she says, taking off your panties. 

You step to the side table and  grab your metal water bottle, unscrew the top and fish out an ice cube. Austin’s eyes are watching you. 

Holding the cube above his chest, you start letting the ice-melt drip onto his nipples. He shivers a little at the cold, but doesn’t react much. So you start rubbing the ice onto his nipple. He breathes in, through gently pursed lips, forcibly exhaling. After about 30 seconds you pull it away, his nipple tissue is contracted, hard. You rub over it with your other fingers, pinching just a bit. You switch to icing his other nipple, and simultaneously lean down and take the cold one in your mouth sucking hard. Melt-water is running down his sides. 

“Ohh hunny,” he moans, the sensations of cold and warm criss crossing in his brain. Your laugh is low and a little evil.  

You straddle one of his legs, unable to stop your hips from grinding wetly on his thigh. His eyes get big, as he sees you are still holding ice. Your smile is devilish as you nod your head. Oh yes, you are going to do this. He gulps and takes a breath. You rub the ice in your hands, letting it drip onto his cock. Then you rub your cold hands and the remnants of ice along his shaft. 

“Oh Ma’am that is cold, whoa,” he says between short intakes of breath. 

“Uh-huh, You can take it baby,” you purr to him, “I’m not gonna stop ‘till all the ice is gone.” You continue to rub the ice on his shaft, changing where the ice contacts him, letting the cold water trickle down his balls and onto the base of his plug. He continues to suck in sharp breaths. It’s only about 2 minutes, but to him it feels longer. Miraculously, he didn’t go soft. 

You climb up to straddle him. 

“Do you want me to warm you up babe?” 

He just nods. 

Without teasing, your sink your pussy down onto his hard, but cold cock. Watching as his face goes from needy torture to downright eyerolling orgasmic. 

“Oh Holy… wow….HOT…. Wet… fuck… ,” his neural pathways going off line everytime he tries to string words together. 

“Good boy, you took that well,” you praise him, casually moving up and down on him. 

You pull off him, after he is warmed up and move to kneel between his legs. 

“Don’t you cum,” you say 

“No Ma’am,” he shakes his head. 

You lower your  mouth around him, lapping at your own juices, knowing what a turn on that is for him. You hear him groan and look up at him, his head is bent up to watch you. You speed up, tongue lashing at him in your mouth, hand sliding just the way you know he likes it. You can feel his balls tensing. 

“Stop,” he whines. You immediately pull off him, not touching him at all, watching him squirm.  You can tell he didn’t really want you to stop, which makes your demon smile. 

After a minute, you take a lubed hand, running it up and down and rolling over his tip. You know how he pleasures himself, you love watching him do it. You watch as his ass clenches as he tries to thrust, then gasp as he is reminded of his butt plug. A reel of pleasure continually flashes on his face.

“Stop” he breathes.

You stop, but start again after about a minute. In another minute he stops you again, straining this time at his restraints.

“Oh baby, you are doing so good,” you commend him. “I’m going to give your cock a little break.” 

You crawl like a feline in heat up his body, knees on either side of his head. 

“You are gonna lick this pussy ‘till I cum on your face,” you say, somewhat needlessly as his tongue is already out, flicking back and forth. 

You pull your outer labia apart and lower your pussy onto his mouth. You are already pretty keyed up with all this dominance play.  Quickly he is flicking his tongue across your clit. He knows how you like it and his tongue is fucking magic. Pleasure begins to condense inside you as his mouth closes around your nub. 

“Uh huh, suck that clit,” you say, watching his face. 

He sucks it, he flicks it, he rubs just below it, his head moving in circles, relishing in your pleasure. 

Your jaw is tight as your inner walls contract and release inward on themselves, You are moaning.  You grab his head, fists in his long hair. Cognizant of his need to breathe, but also unable to help your hips from vibrating against his face as warmth radiates outward from your clit. It’s just a little peak, a warm up for the real show. 

You lift off him, his face is a picture of messy joy. He is smiling and licking his lips. You lean down and kiss his face. 

“So good baby,” you croon, wiping your thumb along his chin. 

You go, yet again to the table and pick up a new toy you thought might be fun. It’s an adjustable cockring with a vibe for you attached.

You lube it up and turn around with it.  His face looks confused, not recognising what you have in your hands. You smirk and walk to the foot of the bed. Realization dawns on his face as you slip the loop over his cock. You wondered how he would react to it, but that’s why you got one that was adjustable. Plus, you are in charge. 

“Uh…” his brows furrow with disquiet. 

“Oh yes, we are going to play with this a little,” your demon informs him with narrowed eyes, tightening the ring snug against the base of his shaft, “it should be tight, but not pinch or hurt. It’s ok to tell me if it hurts.” 

He just gulps and nods.

Once it is on, you reach down and play with his balls, purposefully nudging the butt plug just to watch him writhe against his bonds. Your demon giggles to herself. 

You stand back, admiring your handiwork. His cock is just a bit redder than before. His cheeks are also ruddy, perhaps with embarrassment, perhaps with excitement. You are putting him through some paces today, poor baby. 

It will all be worth it in the end, she says to you, reaching out to run light fingers up his shaft. 

“You look so hot lying there hunny, just waiting for me,” you close your hand around him, dripping some lube onto his tip, spreading it as it runs down. His eyes are closed, head back, Adam's apple prominent, the freckles under his jaw reminding you of constellations. You lean over and kiss them, licking and sucking his neck, your mouth wanting to devour any part of him you can reach. 

“Oh my god,” he moans as you sink your teeth into him. His abdominals are contracting as your hand plays with him, speeding up, slowing down, gripping harder, then barely at all.

“Tell me how it feels,” you whisper to him, licking his adams apple. 

“Oh my god, I feel so…. tight and swollen and….. sensitive, but it’s so… fuck… so  good” his answer is breathy and staccato. “God I didn’t know it would feel like this,” his hips are thrusting into your hand, You let him go and back away across the room. His eyes fly open, searching for you, begging. 

“Oh fuck, I’m so worked up Kitten, I fuckin’ need you, please,” his legs are shaking.

You smile evilly at him, wink and walk out of the bedroom, heels clicking, inner thighs gliding against one another in the wetness dripping from you. You walk to the kitchen, pour a glass of water and take a breath. You really just want him to stew in his own juices for a minute. You walk back on tip toe to spy on him.

The sight of him, so aroused, so restrained, his hips thrusting with a mind of their own,  trying in vain to find some kind of friction on his cock. It clicks something in your head, you want him untamed and savage, to drive him to wild madness.

You walk back in, heels loud on the hard floor and  pick up your dildo, rubbing it with lube, sucking air in through your teeth and groan just audible in the back of your throat. Your lip curls with a low laugh as you walk towards him. His eyes are huge, he has no idea what you plan on doing with the dildo. You are licking your lips, fire in your eyes.

You set your booted foot up onto the bed near his head and slide the mock phallus into you. His head is turned towards you, watching it, gasping in need, biting his lip. Nearly feral. You start fucking your self with it. 

“What if this was that guy from the hotel in Brisbane?  Hmm?” your voice drops to a whisper, “Would you watch him fuck me?” 

His breath leaves him in a shuddering moan. His eyes flick up to your face, trying to decide how he feels about that thought, trying to see if you want him to be jealous or to be turned on. His eyes fall back to your pussy and the dildo sliding in and out of you. He bites his lip, turned on.

“Would you watch him pleasure me, knowing that no matter how hard he pounded me or made me cum, it’s nothing compared to what you are going to give me next.  Knowing that I want you to claim me as yours over and over again.” Your demon is full-on teasing the crap out of him. 

“Oh gods yes,” his voice low and tense, ”I would fuck you so hard you couldn’t sit for a week without thinking of me.” 

“Is that what you want, baby? Is that what you are going to do when I let you out of those restraints?” 

“Yes,” he growls deep and feral, demon glinting in his eye. He yanks at his hands.

You laugh, throw the dildo to the side and climb on top of him and sink yourself over his cock. 

His head snaps up “Oh fuck!” he screams involuntarily. 

“Is it good baby? Tell me.” you croon over him.

“Oh fuck, you have no idea. So fucking good,” he moans.

“Tell me what’s good,” you push, slowly rising up and down on him.

“The cockring… fuck…” he sucks in a breath, “making me so senstive, like I should cum but can’t,” his ass clenches, pushing him deeper into you, “the p-p-p oh fuck … the plug everytime I thrust… oh god… please fuck me baby.“ 

Oh sweet jesus, watching him so on the edge has you dripping over him like hot caramel. You have never heard him sound like this, so turned on with such a lack of control. He is always in control of himself. You can't help but want him deeper, harder.  You take in a shaky breath.

“Well you will have to wait until I’m done with you hunny,” you reach down and turn the vibe on. 

You aren’t going slow, you aren’t waiting, you are so close just watching him need you so badly. 

Your clit grinds onto the mini vibe, voraciously and unabashedly fucking his rock solid cock. “Don’t you fucking cum baby,” gnashing your teeth.

“Ah, Fuck… No…No… NO. ma’am. Fuck… use me baby.”  He is moaning, grunting, almost crying. 

The second the words  ‘use me’ pass his lips, it’s like popping the cork off champagne. The frenzy rises from the  buzz on your clit and the hardness inside you, shooting up your spine.  

Jerking back and forth, his swollen head hitting all the right places inside, you arch and curl like a sheet in the wind. You grunt  wordlessly, grinding onto the vibe. You stop, head up to the ceiling, panting. Before he can lose it, you rise off him.

 His cock is deep red. His hands are balled into fists, and his head is banging on the mattress in frustration. 

“Baby I can’t take anymore, Please, please let me cum.” he is begging, eyes pleading with you. 

“If I take off the cuffs, are you going to fuck me?” you blink, putting on your best demure look.

He levels his eyes at yours. You can tell his demon is about to eat you alive. He just nods, lips parted in pure lust. 

Giving him a look of ‘we’ll see’, you lean back, deciding to play with fire and pop the buckles on his ankles. His knees bend, planting his feet. You know the second you loose his wrists, he will be on you. You slowly lean up, planting a deep, passionate kiss on his mouth. He kisses back almost vehemently, straining against his bonds. In tandem, you pop both the buckles on his wrists. 

His arms fly to your body, his hips push up and flip. You are on your back under him and he is ramming his cock into you. His pace is instantly brutal, his body pressed onto yours. Your hands reach around his hips, grabbing his backside. You pull him into you and his cheeks apart,  in an attempt to stimulate the plug in his ass. 

“Oh holy fucking mother of fuck!” he is completely lost in sensations he’s never had before. 

He reaches back and snatches your hands one at a time. Holding you down by the wrists. He is unwilling to risk you making him stop. You don’t blame him. 

“Yes fuck me hard baby,” you egg him on. 

He stares right at you, teeth tight together. Pinning you with his eyes as much as his hands.

“You are mine.  My pussy, my baby, MY fucking Kitten,” he snarls at you, demon completely unhinged. 

Fresh off your own orgasm you build right back up to another as he pummels your pussy. He plunges in and out of you. Your legs wrap around his hips, pulling him deeper. You want his cock beating, you want his feral fucking. You want him to cum so hard in you that he can’t see color.

Pounding, pounding, pounding, faster, faster. He is ferocious, sweat popping in beads from his head.

One moment you are one tick away from rapture, the next and it all clicks into place.  You are screaming wordless screams, your whole body oscillates with mind blowing voracity. You cum and cum and cum and still he is pounding you. The cockring is doing its job. 

Finally with an ear splitting roar he is jerking, moaning, clawing at you. His face is red and spittle is flying from between his clenched teeth. His eyes are rolling back in his head. He shakes and jitters then collapses on you. Breathing hard, you can feel his heart pounding in his chest. He is on another plane of existence. You help him roll off you to the side, trying to catch your own breath as well as make sure he is ok. 

“Breathe my love, I got you,” you murmur in his ear, cradling his head against your breasts as he clings to you like a life raft. 

As soon as his breathing begins to even, you reach down between his legs and loosen the cockring, sliding it off. 

“Oh holy fuck,”  his body shivers as the constriction loosens, “that’s like another fucking orgasm, jesus.” 

You lean down and plant a gentle kiss on his cock.

“Oh hunny,” he jerks a little, obviously still very sensitive. 

“You want me to take out the plug?” you ask.

“No. Later,” he breathes reaching for you.

You curl up around him, lacing your fingers between his. 

“That was….. Oh my god. I am … wow sugar,” Austin isn’t quite home yet. 

“You are welcome, my love,” you tell him, his inability to complete thoughts the biggest compliment yet. 

#Austin Butler #Austin Butler smut #Austin Butler x reader #Austin Butler fic #Austin butler fanfic #@purejasmine #@slowsweetlove #@richardslady121

[adzeisval]

Easter Family Lore

Or, how my sister and I were almost traumatized on Easter. 

So this happened when I was about three and a half and my sister was two. We lived in the middle of nowhere in the desert. There was a lot of wildlife around including a whole lot of cottontail rabbits and jackrabbits. 

One of our Easter traditions was setting out carrots for the Easter Bunny to take along with the eggs for him to hide. Later when my mom went out to hide the eggs she’d just leave the carrots and they’d be gone by morning. 

Now at this time we had a few cats and they were all indoor/outdoor. One of the cats was named Blackie. I believe my sister and I named him and he was as you might expect a black cat. He was also HUGE. As a kid I thought he was as big as a panther, which he wasn’t but he was still a very big cat. 

We had a video camera at the time, one you’d actually put a VHS in, and my dad would tape holiday events and this Easter morning was one of them. On film you can see my sister and I tear into our Easter baskets and open pastel plastic Kmart eggs filled with M&M’s and jelly beans and other small things. We got coloring books and crayons that year and each got a little stuffed bunny. Once we were done with that mom led us to the door to go out for the Easter egg hunt. 

On film she opened the door and quickly shut it again and you can hear her say, “Oh hold on mommy forgot something” then she walks toward my dad and the camera goes off. When the tape starts rolling again we’re outside getting eggs. 

Well it turns out my mom didn’t forget something. Remember, there were yummy tempting carrots sitting out for the rabbits and other critters to eat and the night before it was a jackrabbit, a BIG jackrabbit, that came in to feast. And who just so happened to be outside at the same time, prowling around for something to hunt?

 Blackie. 

The jackrabbit lost that one.

So my mom opened the door and right there on the top of the porch steps was a huge dead jackrabbit. 

Now I can tell you for certain that had my little three and a half year old eyes seen that dead jackrabbit I would have immediately thought that our cat had killed the Easter Bunny. That’s also what my mom figured we’d think and that’s why she shut the door and had my dad remove the poor dead jackrabbit before we went out. 

Blackie, I assume, just wanted to give us a present. 

So there it is, the Easter my sister and I were almost traumatized into thinking that our cat had killed the Easter Bunny.

#family lore #easter #andy family lore

[georgiapeach30513]

I still love how Steve is Bladey’s namesake, it’s so fitting and Steven Blade is just so pretty, I can’t get over it! But I feel like we haven’t explored their relationship yet, though I know Bladey loves Uncle Steve! Was Stevie also there for Bladey when Ran couldn’t, just like how Ran seems to be always around James? 🥰

Steven Blade just rolls off the tongue, and I love when his sisters go from calling him Blade to Steven 😂 Steve and Ransom have such a sweet relationship. Steve was Ransom's first friend, so it's not surprising that he named his first son after him. Stevie was such a big help with Blade. Ransom in a way intimidated him. He thought his dad was the best, and while they didn't have a bad relationship, he was closer with him mom.

Now with Steve and Blade....Blade had an off and on again physical relationship with Emy...dare I say that Blade was her first experience. Emy's longtime crush was Joshua. But Blade was up there. And she was open with the fact that she crushed hard on Blade.

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Unless You’re Uncomfortable

Summary: Blade feels insecure

Pairings:  Blade X Steve

Rating: 🥺

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 500

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Blade looks over at Steve as he lifts a large box into the closet, and turns back to the TV pouting. He is unsure, why he has be reduced to being a tall scrawny kid. All it takes is for Steve to see a bit of Blade’s moping before he flops down on the couch beside him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“You’re a terrible liar, just like your dad. What’s wrong?”

“I’m a geek,” Steve starts laughing at him, until he notices Blade isn’t laughing back. “Thanks.”

“Who cares if you’re a geek. Jake is a geek. You and him are thick as thieves.”

“Yeah, but he is a geek with arms,” Steve gives him a slow nod. “You know everyone in my class overlooks me. I’m just the geeky rich kid with the weird name and even weirder house.”

“I like your name. You’re named after me,” Blade’s face falls flat when he looks at Steve. “Go by Steven then. Be just an average guy, instead of Blade Drysdale, son of Ransom Drysdale. Your dad’s name is Ransom and you think you could have a normal name?”

Blade shrugs his shoulders, pushing his glasses up on his nose before placing a foot on the coffee table. “You’re talking about your size?”

“I’m just a bean pole.”

“And I was a shrimp. Short and scrawny. You’ve got big feet, tall, and broad shoulders. You’ll fill out. You’re only fifteen. Look at your dad, you’ve nearly outgrown him.”

“He’s got arms, and he hides them in sweaters.”

“Those arms are for you mom, and he works for them.”

Blade looks at the older man before back at the football game that was on. Still waiting on Emy to return to start a school project. “Did you say you were a shrimp?”

“Yep,” Steve gets up and walks over to retrieve a photo album. Walking back to Blade he drops it in his lap.

Blade flips through a few of the photos, and gawks at the pictures in front of him. “That is not you.”

“Yes it is. Blade, all these people you’re envying, we didn’t just end up here. We worked hard. If this is what you want, the big arms, thick legs, and abs, put in the work.”

“I do.”

“Do you think I went from that,” he points at his little photo before gesturing to himself “to this overnight?”

Blade shakes his head no, and sighs. “Tell ya what, if you’re really concerned, me and you we’ll start working out. I’ll get you a diet plan, and we’ll do this.”

“Really?” Steve nods at him and smiles, “Really, you would really do that for me?”

“If you commit to my regime, and not complain, yeah. We’ll get James to come with us when he’s home,” Blade’s eyes go large looking at him, and Steve cackles. “Okay, we won’t ask James unless you’re comfortable.”

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#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #da au ask #dau #blade drysdale #steve rogers #steve rogers x blade drysdale

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36 - Am I Going Crazy Again

Part 37

His Golden Princess

@lostweasleychild @fanficismydrug @misskitty1912-blog @drakoneve

Closing the shop door behind me I pushed my hair out of my eyes heading to the painting with the safe. The last time I was cracking open this was a lot harder. Waving my hand the lock clicked and the door opened when I swung the painting away from the wall. Slowly taking the dagger out I gently gripped the blade in my hand. "Am I losing my mind for real this time. Because there's no way I am hearing voices."

"Wouldn't be so sure of that, dearie." Someone spoke.

Swinging the blade around I frantically looked around the shop. Rumple wasn't here yet and so it was just me..or so I think. "Who's there. Show yourself!"

“You know who I am, dearie. You married the human version of me after all.” Stumbling against the counter I almost dropped the dagger on the floor hearing the voice once more.

Covering my ears with my hands I hated not knowing what was going on. Maybe it was the stress of carrying the baby or the threat of the one we were calling the Snow Queen. “Stop it. Stop it you’re gonna start going crazy..I wasn’t during the first curse so I refuse now!”

“Astrid, who are you yelling at?” Spinning around on my feet I pressed the dagger against the person standing behind me until I blinked recognizing Rumple’s familiar brown eyes.

“Rumple…” I gasped dropping the dagger so it clanged onto the wooden floor and at our feet. Taking a few steps away from him I gulped feeling guilty that I had nearly stabbed him with his own blade.

He slowly extended his hands forward gently grabbing my shoulders so I’d look him in the eye finally. “Lass, it’s alright. What were you doing with the dagger. Who..who were you talking with?”

“I’m going crazy, Rumple.” I shutter under my breath turning my hands into fists at my sides trying to get my breathing to return to normal. “I…I'm hearing voices - uh whispering of some kind. I don't know why but I must be going crazy right…because there's no way that thing is calling to me!"

Pointing my index finger at the dagger on the floor in between our feet. I knew something was up, I just had no clue what it could be. "Sweetheart don't worry. We will figure this out together. I promise. Now your sister is asking that we all meet at the station." He put the dagger back in the safe before we headed to the police station.

My sister had set up a small tv that was playing a video that my sister had apparently taken when we were in foster care but she didn’t remember it. “Give it back, Kevin. The camera is Emma's, not yours.”

Our mother trailed off in utter shock. “Emma, that's you. You must be…”

My sister replied. “13, maybe 14.”

“Where were you, Astrid?” Mom asks, turning to face me.

Playing with the fabric of my shirt I avoid her gaze and my sister’s. I wish that we didn’t have to be dealing with the woman who made us basically split up. “Um…Emma and I were separated. I ran away for a little while.”

Silence fell over the room until Regina broke it. “Are you missing the part where she's with the Snow Queen? Emma, you knew her before you came to Storybrooke?”

“Apparently my run-in with her in town wasn't the only memory she erased. All this time in this foster home, or whatever that place was... It's gone.” She fought back.

Shoving my hands in the pockets of my jacket I throw my head back entering the conversation now. “I just don't understand how she even ended up in this world. I mean I thought the only way to travel to a land without magic was a curse or magic bean.”

“We were hoping Gold could tell us that. You spent more time trying to get here than anyone. How the hell did she do it?” My sister nodded looking to my husband standing beside me.

He shrugged his shoulders with his hands intertwined together. “Considering the time I spent on the same task, I'd love to know.”

“Well, we know she's hiding somewhere in the north woods. We combed every inch of her shop. We tore apart her house. She must have cleared everything out days before.” Our father explained knowing we needed to find out where she was hiding and what she had planned for our town.

The pirate pointed out leaning against the desk. “Which means she must be hiding something.”

Henry raised his hand bringing up her ice business. “What about her ice-cream truck?”

“Whoa, Snow Queen has an ice-cream truck?” My sister asked.

He shrugged his shoulders simply. “I'm a kid. I notice these kind of things.”

“Then we split up into groups. We search the town, the woods. Hook, Regina, Emma, you take the west. Gold, you're with me for the east.” Dad explained to the group focusing on me and Rumple.

Rumple shrugged his shoulders in a stern tone. “I think we all know I work best alone. Well, no time to argue that. Let’s go, Astrid.” We exited the station preparing to help the others.

Entering the shop again I went into the back rummaging around until I found a winter coat inside one of the cabinets and some boots. Shrugging on the coat it was light brown with tan fur inside the sleeves and on the hood. The boots were just short brown ones. Pushing the curtain back Rumple glanced over his shoulder, seeing me clipping my sword onto my hip the best I could since my stomach was starting to grow. “Where are you headed, Astrid?”

“The north woods of town. My guess is it’s where the supposed Snow Queen should be.” I responded heading towards the front door until he stepped around the counter.

He raised a brow trying to figure out why I was going to face someone like her. I was stubborn and he knew I wouldn’t back down. He learned that when we faced Hook. “Astrid, are we not going to talk about why you were screaming with the dagger?”

“That doesn’t matter right now. What does matter is stopping the Snow Queen from doing whatever she had planned for the town.” I ignored his question grabbing the door handle.

“She defeated both your sister and Regina. She is far more dangerous than you realize.” He warned me gently, grabbing my other wrist before I could move to leave the shop.

Dropping my hand from the door handle I waved it creating the dagger from its place inside the locked safe holding it tightly in my grasp. “I know. That's why I was... I was hoping you'd come with me.”

“That's out of the question. I won't let you anywhere near her. She could kill you or in danger our unborn child.”

Rumple fired back where I suckled in a sharp breath. “I don’t want to do this, Rumple. But either you walk out the door with me willingly or I resort to plan B.”

“Astrid…” He trailed off locking eyes with me seeing that I wasn’t backing down.

Shifting my gaze up I slowly raised the dagger up as one last warning to him. I really hated the idea but he was way more powerful than that queen and I needed backup. “Rumple, please for me.”

“You’re lucky that I love you, golden princess.” He waved his hand engulfing us in red smoke until we were standing outside a winter cave. Clutching the dagger for some strength I have no clue what we were going to face there. I just hoped it wasn’t another flying monkey.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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[innytoes]

More Triffid AU thoughts because apparently the book stuck with me even though I read it like 15 years ago.

-So Reggie wakes up to his brother screaming that he can’t see, and freaks out, and rushes to get help only to open the door and it’s chaos outside because pretty much EVERYONE can’t see. His parents are gone (or did they even come home?). He does the first thing he can think of: put Stevie on his bike and ride to the Molinas, dodging and serving blind pedestrians along the way.

-The band was supposed to have a Meteor Watch Party, which Reggie missed, but it is very convenient because everyone is already in one place. They quickly piece together what happened, because Reggie (who slept through the meteor shower) is the only one who can see.

-Reggie and Carlos quickly retrofit their zombie apocalypse plans. He feels bad raiding a grocery store, even worse raiding the pharmacy, but Alex needs his inhalers and if this isn’t temporary, things could get very bad very fast.

-He realises this when he’s nearly kidnapped by a cop who can’t see anymore, who tries to hold him at gunpoint and force him to be his guide. (He throws a can of beans at a car, making the alarm go off and distracting the cop, and hightails it out of there, figuring out pretty quickly that letting anyone know he can see is a very, very bad idea.)

-Luke 100% is the first to stop freaking out because they can still play music, right?

-Over the next few weeks, things both get very bad (fires, car accidents, desperate people) and then very quiet. Reggie spends time raiding more stores for supplies (sometimes with the help of Luke or Ray, though he hates the idea of putting Ray in danger when he has kids to worry about).

-He also goes around to all of their family’s houses. His parents are nowhere to be found, but he packs up some stuff for him and Stevie. Tía Victoria isn’t home, and the hospital she works at is such chaos that Reggie quickly flees.

-He never, ever tells Luke what he found on the Patterson’s street. And he makes sure that if they ever regain sight, Luke will never, ever see it either.

-He visits Flynn’s family, and they seem to be doing more alright than the other survivors he’s passed that are still in their homes. Probably because Flynn’s mom has been blind for most of her life already. The first thing Flynn says when she realises Reggie can see is: Reggie, give it to me straight.... does my outfit clash? (And if Reggie has a little hysterical breakdown at that, well, he’s earned it.) Eventually, they all agree to move in together, because it’s safer to stick together.

-Alex’ parents and family aren’t home, but he said to check at the church as well, which he does. He’s surprised to find that there are a number of sighted people at the church, so he lingers at the open door and stares blankly at a spot on the wall and listens to the sermon. When he starts hearing words thrown around like ‘gods will’ and ‘women of breeding age’ and ‘repopulation’, he decides it’s time to get Alex’ sister out of there really fast. He speeds back to the house to get Alex (since he’s not sure if Olivia would come with him if without that).

-When Alex arrives, Reggie carefully leads him to Olivia. Alex tells his folks he’s taking Olivia, and that there isn’t shit they can do about it, because they can’t see. (Olivia is more than happy to go with them if it means not being a baby incubator.) They get out, leaving Alex’ parents behind wondering if Alex can see (he can’t, but with some silent directing by Reggie he could fake it). They did agree beforehand if anything were to happen, Reggie would grab Liv and run.

-100% Alex made sure his parents thought that The Gays were Immune, which probably put a spanner in the whole cult thing the people at the church were trying to set up.

-The amount of anxiety Alex goes through, not only being blind but now being solely responsible for his sister, it’s pretty intense. Especially when you can’t just run away and hide or go for a walk alone to clear your head. There’s a lot of frantic drumming.

-Ray teaches Reggie how to drive, even when blind. He’s mostly working off muscle memory, listening to the sound of the engine, and hoping Reggie’s good enough at steering to not hit anything. They don’t need to go fast, but being able to drive means fewer trips to the supermarket. (Also, when Alex eventually bangs through one of his drums and freaks out, Luke and Reggie go get him a new one. A blind Luke in a music store is a Bad Idea and he’s banned from subsequent trips unless he promises to hold Reggie or Julie’s hand the entire time.)

-Eventually life quiets down, which is both good and horrific if you think about it long enough. They move Flynn’s family into the Molina house. They start checking all the houses and figuring out who is still there, who is gone. Reggie buries more bodies than he cares to remember. But it’s better than his friends tripping over them in the streets.

-Then, the triffids break out of their farms and it’s like the apocalypse all over again.

-After a few years they do have things pretty under control. They’ve fenced off a large part of the neighbourhood. The only other survivor in the fence is an old lady that Reggie goes to check on every day, until he doesn’t have to anymore. She wrote him a note in frightening good penmanship for someone who couldn’t see, that he didn’t need to feel bad, but that her meds ran out a long while ago and she was ready to go meet her husband.

-Every week they patrol the fences and set fire to any mature triffids they find. Who would have thought anyone would trust Luke with a flamethrower, let alone a blind Luke?

-Flynn’s dad used to be an electrician and they rig up some was to get power and collect and purify water.

-The sheer feels of Ray teaching the boys how to shave without being able to see. (Luke complains about having to until Julie is like: no kisses until you get rid of that itchy upper lip. He turns around real fast after that.) 

-Willie was locked in the basement as punishment by his shitty evil foster dad. When Caleb figured out what was going on the next day, and that people who didn’t see the meteors could still see, you better believe he made sure to cuff Willie or tie him up so he couldn’t escape and use him to his advantage.

-Eventually Willie manages to escape, possibly by luring Caleb over a cliff or to a triffid or something.

-Willie settles in to the Molina-Taylor homestead pretty easily. He’s fed properly, they let him skate around the abandoned streets, Carlos even helps him build a ramp. He can see Reggie is nearing a breaking point and takes over some of his tasks.

-Every evening Reggie helps Flynn find the clothes she wants to wear. When Willie comes back with clothes from his raiding-outside-the-neighbourhood trips, he always makes sure to describe them to Flynn in detail so she knows what she’s wearing. He gets her the most fashionable clothes he can find.

-Don’t think about Ray getting sick and getting a fever, and Reggie insisting he’ll stay up with him because he’s the only one who can read the thermostat (besides Willie, who was out all day trying to find meds and is exhausted.) Don’t think about people trying to tell him they’ll just wake him for the reading and he’s already doing so much.

-Don’t think about Reggie shouting ‘He’s my dad too!’ at Julie before immediately apologising, because of the yelling, because of course it’s not the same and he isn’t really...

-And Julie just hugs him and tells him of course Ray is his dad too, but he’s stretching himself too thin. They compromise, Reggie will stay with him until his fever breaks.

-As the teens grow into adults, there are some very serious talks about Privacy. It starts with rotating who gets to sleep out in the studio. Eventually, Julie and Luke move into the house next door, possibly with Flynn (and a good pair of earplugs). They tear down the fence between the two properties for easy acces. Maybe even build a tunnel connecting the two.

-Mr and Mrs Taylor across the street. They’d move back to their house, but it’s too far down the block to be safe. Still, everyone spends a few days moving around furniture to get the house to their liking.

-Alex, Reggie and Willie don’t move out, though they might move into the studio loft. Sometimes when needed, Reggie or Willie will sleep over at one of the other houses. But Alex is way too anxious to learn a whole new layout of a whole new house, and he doesn’t want to leave Liv alone, even though tells Alex it’s fiiine, she’s practically an adult now, Lex. (”You are sixteen! That is not an adult! I don’t care if it is the apocalypse!”)

-After the first successful beach trip, they maybe take a few more in larger groups. Not too often that it becomes a routine, because leaving their home defenseless is a bad idea. But for very special occasions, they do.

-It is a very awkward conversation when Julie is like: hey Reggie can you do me a favour and tell me if this has one line or two lines? Yeah thanks that’s what I thought so anyway I’m pregnant. And Reggie is like WHY DID YOU JUST SHOVE SOMETHING YOU PEED ON AT MY FACE before realising what this means and then he’s ecstatic and calling dibs on godfather and second-coolest uncle (after Carlos of course.)

-Luke and Julie 100% had a discussion where the went back and forth between ‘should I take a pregnancy test and ask Reggie or Willie’ vs ‘do we just not say anything and hope nobody bumps into Julie until Reggie or Willie very awkwardly brings up her giant stomach’ but in the end they decided they probably needed to tell people because of the whole ‘eating for two’ and ‘Willie can you please go and steal some pregnancy vitamins’ thing.

-They all live happily ever after except for the whole triffid apocalypse thing.

#julie and the phantoms #triffid au #I am not writing a thing #reggiexalexxwillie #juliexluke #rosie molina-patterson is born able to see and blablabla hope for the future #eventually Willie brings home a nice girl he met for Flynn and possibly a puppy for Reggie that the train as a guide dog for Alex #liv and carlos totally start dating and alex is very much Not Okay with it until Julie is like: what do you have against my little brother?? #and he's like: NOTHING I JUST DON'T THINK LIV IS OLD ENOUGH TO DATE #and Liv is like: Alex I'm nineteen and you had TWO BOYFRIENDS at that age you dick #just ray molina proud grandfather of all his (adopted) grandchildren #grandma and grandpa taylor across the street #I wrote a thing

[thelostdisaster82]

If a man would live in a man who is in the military house with that man’s wife …that man’s thought to be kids as if it was somehow acceptable. Sneaking n lying to a innocent person who probably at one time was a really good person to find out not only his wife was cheating but the children he has begun to raise weren’t in fact even his! And wonder why on earth I would ever think u would do the same thing to me? Just bcuz I’ve raised ur children 12 doesn’t mean crap while she ran around popping kids out how many 14-16 now I lost count…..shooting up H and whatever else she could get her hands on…hasn’t been here one holiday or birthday or school activity for 12 years….yet do I believe u have her in my house..yes why? Bcuz I aim no one to u . Ur actions speak louder than any words could possibly say! U say u love me but I’m all reality u don’t…u just use me till there nothing more I can given I’ve bent over backwards to make these children good kids respectable adults and to keep u outta prison to make this house n everything in it home! But it hasn’t been home for year now. Random womens nasty crotches panties and stretched out bras I’ve continuously finding. Knowing they’re not mine or my girls ..hell not even his sister or moms….No one’s I even would know…but in my heart I know! What kind of person forgives a woman who walked away fm her kids to get high…while pregnant by the dealer baby still using…finally gets clean 6 months and went to prison should have came to look for her babies instead stacked her link card for 6 months to trade for some beans! Sickening honestly…how do u tell ur children they have 14-16 brothers n sisters out there all born addicted to H? How do u tell them that they were the lucky 3 that found a forever home and have always been loved! Somethings u just can’t say…i would have taken all of them thru Dcfs but u refused didn’t want to raise someone else’s kid…but how big of a good were u? No matter what they were part of ur kids..they were just babies…never asked to come into this world let alone addicted and unloved! i do not understand people let alone people like u….at one time I thought u we’re different u were wonderful but u r a spoiled selfish individual. 12 years of mental abuse …physical and just the tormented bullshit… to the point I got reactive abuse…fight or flight…I choose to fight bcuz I always have to defend myself with u. Physical goes away only hurts for a second but the mental…it lasts forever like a broken record on repeat. U start to doubt urself and if ur even good enough ..somedays I beg to go to bed n never wake up but others seem ok. The manipulation…I’m crazy I need medication I need mental help…after a while u start believing it….how can someone be like that to make people hate themselves. Tell me kids don’t want me here or I’m mean of I’m risk for kids to be around. In all reality…u r and she is! my reactions come from u…no one sees what u say only what I say or do…so then it looks like me. U put me here …all air out of my tires….not a dollar to my name. No family to call . No friends to call. I trust no one. My most meaningful conversations are with my dogs. U allow her to steal from me on a daily. U think I owe u something…yet u won’t tel me what. U forget my bday n holidays and for Mother’s Day while u forget me u remind me to get for the neighbor….my tire needed changed but was an inconvenience for u. The neighbor needed new tire not only did u give her mine u changed it from rim to rim to put on her suv. U open door for others while u slam doors on me. U throw my daughter hating me in my face bcuz I rises these three kids…everything I’ve ever told u ..u used against me. U sold my wedding ring for $20. Or was u the one who stole pawn receipt so u can get out n give to someone else? Why? From day one I did what u told me to help u get kids back and for years during winter I’d work two jobs to carry us cuz u were laid off. I’ve cooked cleaned done laundry took care of dogs and doctor’s appointments and parent teacher conferences. To be called names by ur mom

#fuckinbroken

[alba8688]

Thanksgiving with The Hendersons

Chapter 12

Word count : 2013

Eddies pov

"Son why are you so nervous ?we are only going to the Henderson's ." Well Wayne Dustin's sister is my girlfriend and I'm about to have Thanksgiving dinner with her family even though they don't know who i am.Thats why I’m nervous .Thats what I wanted to tell him but I couldn’t yet .I knew he was going to

Figure out everything the moment he asked Dani what she did ..

"You know I'm not good with people ." I was the only thing I said, Wayne just chuckled and left the room to finish making the green bean casserole he was taking to the Henderson's thanksgiving dinner .

I was surprised he even knows how to cook .

I decided to wear black dressed pants with a white button shirt and my usual chain on the pants and black high top converse. I also put my hair in a low bun .

I think I look nice.

Dani thinks im handsome so I'm starting to believe her .

Dani had texted me wanting a picture of what I was gonna wear so we can match I just told her I was wearing black and white I wonder what she is gonna wear for tonight ?

E:"Hey sweetheart."

…….💬

D:"Hey baby are you guys coming already ?"

……..💬

E:"Yes about to hop on the van ."

……..💬

D:"ok see you here baby I love you ."

……..💬

E"love you too."

"And who you might be texting that you have a big smile on your face ?"uncle Wayne asked, scaring me I didn't know he was standing right next to me .

"Is Dani ."I said softly feeling my cheeks turn red.

"When am I meeting her ?" He ask

"Soon." That's all i reply and he will be meeting sooner than he thought like in a few minutes .

"Are you ready ?" Uncle Wayne ask me .

"Yes lets go ." I grab my keys and headed to my van and drove off to Dani's house .

The whole drive was like an intervention my uncle kept asking about what was Dani doing today and how come I wasn’t spending this holiday we her or how come he couldn’t meet her ?He even said that maybe I just made her up .

“She is so fucking real.” I scoffed making my uncle chuckled I honestly didn’t find anything funny .

“What’s so funny ?” I asked him

“Nothing ,nothing.”

Ok now that I turned into The street where Dani’s mom leave I knew I wasn't actually ready at all I was nervous as fuck I didn't know how to act in front of Dani knowing she was mine but had to pretend as if she was nothing to me I hate it so much I wish things were different but they weren’t.

When we arrived I got down from the van fixing my hair and my clothes .

"Son you look good stop worrying is not like Dani is gonna be there ." He chuckles

Only if knew he was finally gonna meet Dani the love of my life my fucking history teacher .

Jesus Christ!! what did i get myself into ?

Before we even knock the door burst open .

"Eddie im glad you made it ." A cheerful

Dustin greeted us and leads us inside the house .

Even thought it was a cold night I felt like I was burning ,my hands were sweating I was sweating I felt like I was suffocating in

This clothes .

I heard Dani's voice coming from upstairs

Shouting something to her mom .

"Mom ! Eddie and his uncle are here ! !!" Dustin shouts to his mom.

We heard shuffling in the kitchen and Dustin told us to follow him there to leave the green bean casserole

"Hi Sweet Eddie ." Dustin mom gives me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and I just smile At her nervous as fuck .

I mean I met her before so many times but this time it felt different .

"Hi wayne how are you ."

"Doing great ,here we brought this ." He says placing the casserole on the table

"Oh you shouldn't have too but thank you so much ." Dani's mom is the sweetest lady I've ever met but too overprotective but the nicest .

"Come on take a seat turkey is ready we are just Waiting on my daughter who went to change really fast ."

“That girl change like 5 times today.” She chuckles .

20 minutes must have passed before Dani came down to the kitchen and she left me speechless. She looked beautiful. I think I was falling in love all over again .

(Dani's pov)

"Hello Mr.Munson ." I shake Eddie's uncles

hand And look at Eddie who was standing next to his uncle not saying a word .

But ogling at me .

I smile at him,but I felt like my heart stop I die and went to heaven and came back in a second because Eddie look so fucking handsome,well he always did but tonight he look more attractive if that was even possible .

"Hello Edward."I extend my arm for him to shake it but he looks flabbergasted and is stuck in place not able to move or say anything he just stood there speechless staring at me .

I giggle at his dorkiness .

His uncle slightly hits his arm for him to shake my hand and takes him out of whatever trance he was in.

"Hi ,Miss.Henderson ." He says softly, not taking his eyes off me .

"Miss.Henderson?" Wayne asks, confused, he looks at me then at Eddie.

"Yes umm she is My History teacher ." Eddie tells him.

Wayne almost choked on his saliva when Eddie told him that .

He pointed at me then at Eddie ,I didn't know what was going on and why was his uncle acting this way .

"Oh my god are you ok Wayne ?" My mom asked worriedly running over to us.

"Yes im fine ."he said

After that awkward encounter We all sat down at the table my mom taking a seat at the head of the table ,Dustin to her left and uncle Wayne next to Dustin

My mother told Eddie to sit next to me and I sat on the right side of my mom with Eddie next to me. This was the most awkward dinner I ever had in my life .

I just wanted this to be over so I can head home and lay down in bed with Eddie.

Before eating we said a prayer ,I felt Eddie's hand squeeze my thigh making me jump a little and thank God know-one saw cause they all had there eyes close .

"Ok dig in ."my mom said excitedly after she finished her prayer.

Eddie served me my plate but I was too nervous to eat. I felt the butterflies in my stomach going crazy as if they were having a party inside my stomach and I wasn't invited .

I don't know why I felt like this if Eddie and I had been together already for a month going on two.

He still made blushed like crazy and in-front of my mother and Dustin this was torturous .

"So you Two know each other ?" My mom ask Eddie and I.

We both nod our heads yes

"She is his teacher ."

Dustin says with his mouth full of food

"Oh what a disappointment sweetheart I really wanted you to meet Eddie you two are so much alike ."my mother was trying to set me up with Eddie Jesus Christ if only she knew.

"So does my nephew give you any trouble ?" Uncle Wayne ask

Eddie's hand goes back to my thigh gently caressing it I try not to turn to look at him

And kiss him right there and then .

"Oh no he is great student and he is actually passing my class"I responded uncle Wayne almost choke on his drink then look at Eddie with wide eyes .

I turn to look at Eddie but he was mouthing something to his uncle didn't pay too much attention to it .

I heard Dustin say something under his breath but couldn't quite make what he said

The whole dinner was so awkward my mother saying that Eddie and I would make such a cute couple.

But it was a shame I was his teacher .

She argue that Eddie was 20 already and that it shouldn't matter anymore .

I just wanted this night to be over I wanted to head home sleep in my bed .

After dinner was over Eddie and I were washing dishes while mom and Wayne had a smoke outside .

"You look beautiful ." Eddie whispers to me

"Thank you ,You don't look bad yourself Munson ." I say shyly

"So my uncle and your mom had this planned out already to set us up ." He chuckles

"Yup apparently."I reply washing the last plate and passing it to Eddie for him to dry

The front door open and I heard Will,Lucas,mike ,El and max walk in .

"Dani !!" I heard mike shout ,I think that boy has a crush on me .

"In the kitchen !!" I shouted back

They seem To be arguing about something.

"Wow Dani you look beautiful." Mike said and turn to look at Will "yes she looks beautiful." Will said as well blushing

"Thank you guys ,you Two look so handsome too ."I give them both a kiss on the cheek making them blush ,Eddie clears his throat and trows the towel that he was drying the dishes with at mikes face.And mimicked what Mike told me making me chuckle .

"Hey!!!what was that for ??"

I turn back to look at Eddie and hit him in his arm

"Ouch !"he winced in pain overreacting like he always does i didn't even hit him

That hard .

Eventually Eddie left to drop off his uncle home telling me he would meet me at the apartment .

I stay with the kids for a bit longer talking about stupid things and about D&D I always had good

Times with them I really missed hangin out with them.

I should really make more

Time for them .

But with working and going home to grade papers then hiding with Eddie in my apartment every day I never had time but I needed to make some time hopefully during the Christmas break I can make some time for them,before I leave for vacation .

I have something plan for Eddie and I well it was his Christmas gift he always told me how he wanted to visit New York on Christmas and celebrate New Year's Day over there so I got us both tickets to go to New York and we where leaving on the 26th to spend New Year's Day over there .

Hopefully he like my present .

And that’s when I was going to tell

Him my secret hopefully he would take it well.

I said my Goodbyes to everyone apparently the kids were spending the night with Dustin and I'm glad he wasn't gonna be alone tonight.

I headed home finally I was exhausted from helping my mom the whole day preparing food I just wanted to get home and rest .

I was so sleepy that my eyes kept closing by themselves but I had to keep myself awake because I was driving and it started snowing .

Not a good combination.My eyes kept closing by themselves and I kept swerving .

As I was driving I lost control of the wheel and almost hit the car on the next lane but that woke me up and stayed awake the whole drive home .

Once I got home I changed into my pjs. Eddie was already in my apartment waiting for me watching tv .He had already showered and changed into his pjs his pjs being just his boxer .

“Hi baby .” I yawned

“Hi .”he smiles

“I’m gonna go shower real quick .” I tell

Him ..

After the quick shower I took We both cuddle on the sofa after a long day I finally was able to be with Eddie and wasn't gonna leave his side until we went back to school on Monday .

(Dani’s outfit )

Next chapter

#eddie munson #stranger things #teacher crush #hawkins high #love #lovers #student #hawkins

[suckitsurveys]

Any recent purchases? I just bought a shirt for my Billie Eilish Lolla outfit, earrings and a bracelet for my Barbie Cafe outfit, and a clear backpack for both days I’m at Lollapalooza.

Have you ever thought about giving up on life completely? Yup. In college it was the worst.

Have you seen the entire Harry Potter series? "You made me watch all the Harry Potter movies. I don’t even like Harry Potter.” “That’s insane! You’ve seen all 8 movies!” (Also, I’ve only seen the first one and read half of the first book).

Do you still have both of your parents? I don’t. I lost my mom 10 years ago this month.

Do you live very far away from Kansas? Not VERY far. Would take maybe 8-10 hours to get there.

Do you enjoy cuddling? I do.

Do you play video games? Meh.

How many colors are in your hair right now? My natural hair color and a faded pink/blonde color.

Do you have your full license yet? Yes.

Do you have the same color eyes as your mother? Yes.

Does your significant other boss you around a lot? Nope.

Do you prefer winter or summer? Summer.

Do you know anyone who has overdosed? Yes.

Are you a fan of PDA (public displays of affection)? I don’t care one way or the other, unless its really aggressive.

Have you ever been put to sleep for surgery? Nope.

Where are your siblings as of now? I really don’t fucking care.

What color shirt are you wearing as of now? It’s purple.

What is your favorite class? I’m not in school anymore.

Are you in love with someone right now? Yes.

Can you speak any other languages than the one you’re fluent in? Not fluently.

Do you take a lot of photos? Sure.

When you were little, did you think band-aids healed everything? Yeah.

Have you ever had a pregnancy scare? Yes.

Where do you download music from? I use Spotify; I haven’t downloaded music in more than a decade.

Have you ever attempted suicide? I came very close to it.

Do you know what ‘irony’ means? Yes.

How many pillows do you normally sleep with? Three.

Do you lose your remote often? Nah.

Have you ever skipped class before? Oh yes.

Are you a regular school skipper? In college for sure. There was a whole semester where my mom would drive me and drop me off and I’d just walk to the train and ride it back and forth until it was time for her to pick me up because I fucking hated college so god damn much it almost killed me.

Do you have any Pay-per-View channels? No..

Who, in your life, makes you feel discouraged? My fucking sister and her fucking husband.

When was the last time you went bowling? It’s been a while.

Do you ever suspect your significant other of lying to you? No.

Are you expected to help fix Thanksgiving dinner? I make mashed potatoes and a homemade green bean casserole (like, we even make the mushroom soup and the french fried onions from scratch).

Is there anything bothering you right now? I’m feeling such a crummy way about my sister right now. I feel completely lost about what to do. She’s treating me more like a babysitter than a sister. She’s treating me like my ex friend treated me and I keep thinking about just walking away from her but I couldn’t do that to my nieces. It’s such an awful feeling.

Would you like to talk to someone about it? I have.

Do you live by any major bodies of water? Yes, Lake Michigan.

Do you tend to make the first move in a relationship? As in, starting one? No. Making the first move as in initiating something sexual? I’d say its about half and half.

Do you spend a lot of time with family? Blah.

How many times have you been to Disney World, if any? Zero with no plans on ever going.

Have you ever lost anyone close to cancer? Yes.

Have you ever been accused of being on drugs when you weren’t? Never.

Do you have a more quiet or loud voice? Soft.

Do you personally know anyone who is transgender? Yes.

When was the last time you got a shot? A year or so ago when I got a Covid booster.

Can you play any instruments? If so, what are those instruments? Not well.

Do you have any diseases? Probably.

Have you ever been into a car accident? Very minor fender benders.

#surveys

[searchingformylostpan]

Don't know if youll see this but i read about something that could be helpful for you and i want to actually be able to share it with you but this is the closest i can get to talking to you...oh well this is reality now reality is fucking depressing and i don't like it.

Have you heard about xenon therapy?

It has a lot of research in cf lung studies, might be worth investigating to see if it could help you. Only in trials right now, not fda approved yet. Also being studied for bipolar/ depression varieties, that's how i heard about it and saw the lung stuff and thought of you... but tbh what doesn't make me think of you. I had a pretty massive breakdown on the phone with my mom yesterday. I slept through my alarm and woke up so scared that i left the babies too long without feeding them but they were all fine, just very hungry. (Oh yeah Rice and beans are big brother and sister as of the 12th, momma had 6 more babies...i built a drop trap to try and catch her while still pregnant so she could be kept with the babies till they were ready and let them grow up in a better environment but of course she evaded capture yet again. I last saw her evening of the 11th and then on the 12th noticably not pregnant. A few hours later my neighbor said her daughter found them in the backyard of the vacant house behind ours so of course i run over to meet lil babies but also to check on them as momma is panting pretty heavy, probably dehydrated and overheated. Babies ended up looking the same. Wanted to steal them away right then but they were only hours old and definitely needed momma still so i put them in the shade with my camera pointing at them so momma could get them and hopefully not put them in another spot that had only a bit of dead grass as protection from the 95⁰ sun. Left them at 4, went to grandmas till 9, had my bicycle stolen and recovered (searched the neighborhood till i found the asshole who took it a block from my house when i was heading home in defeat and kindly asked for it back / hold her to give me my fucking bike disgusting bitch ) then at 10 knew i had to feed them. They were very thankful for lots of warm kmr after a rough first day of being alive. As much as i wanted to cuddle them immediately, i left them outside for another 3 hours with a heating pad till it was under 60 and brought them inside till the sun was up so i could get some sleep. More kmr then left them in a different spot and played a recording of their little mews but still no sight of her. So i took them in, cleaned them up and gave them the best that i could for the short time they were with me. ) during the breakfown thay my mom had the honor of listening to, she really pushed me to go to treatment again. Basically i told her what the main source of me not wanting to continue on is, and its me. Ive always fucking hated myslef. The only reason i would want to go is that its probably the only way I'll we've get to talk to you again

But even then, i doubt you would want to. Im trash, i don't know what you saw in me. Must have all been fake, if i was really that great why did i treat you like shit, why did you have to run as fast and as far away from me as possible? The person you almost convinced me i was could never do this kind of shit. I dont feel any different than i always have. My mental illness is a birth defect. Theres no mind over matter bullshit that will show me the light and make me happy to live out the rest of my days in my own. I should be on my own, i have adopted the narrative that all i want is sex and i don't have any interest in a relationship. I really do though. I want the kind of love that makes you excited to have nothing to do bcause nothing with you was my favorite thing. Eveythimg with you was my favorite. But i had no idea why you said all these wonderful things to me and yet i was a disgusting vermin in your life. You said only me but there was clearly more than only me. You fucked with my head so thuroughly that i didn't know wuss was real anymore. I know what is real now. I am trash, i am on my own, and i should be forever. You deserve to never be bothered by me again. And anyways i wouldn't subject you to me while high, and i dont see a reason to ever give it up. It'll get me to my end goal pretty damn quick if i keep up like this.. That is one of the many reasons i cant seen to be done with it. I just want to be done in general

[lieu-rey]

in conclusion dont eat things that 3 year olds give you

#rwby #single dad au #ozpin #oscar pine #tw for poop #this is based off a story that my mom told me #my mom thought my sister was giving her beans and she put it in her mouth. was not beans. #NXMDNXMDNX #poorly drawn comic i did in like half an hour enjoy #shitpost #cursed? #cursed #children just be like that #my art #lieurey

[blackcatrph]

» black  widow  movie  quotes.

PART  ONE.

“ we’re both upside down. ” “ oh, come on, little one. Get up. You’re okay. ” “ your pain only makes you stronger. ” “ look! Forest stars. ” “ i want mac and cheese. ” “ oh, you want mac and cheese? Okay. Well, I want… caviar and champagne. ” “ green beans are my favourite vegetable. ” “ how long do we have? ” “ you remember when I told you that one day we would have that big adventure? ” “ guess what? I got Fruit Roll-Ups in the car. ” “ you’ve got blood on you. ” “ hold it steady, hold it steady. You’re gonna pull back at 55 knots. ” “ please, please, I beg you. No more undercover work. I wanna get back in the action.” “ never let them take your heart. ” “ did you get it? ” “ get away from her! Don’t touch her! ” “ don’t touch her! I will kill you all! ” “ you’re gonna need to hand me that gun. ” “ i don’t wanna go back there. ” “ you’re gonna take care of each other, okay? And everything, everything’s gonna be fine. ” “ the Red Room is your home now. ” “ all right. Stay alert. I’m sending in alpha squad. ” “ don’t do this. you’re embarrassing yourself. It looks desperate. ” “ you look like you could use some bed rest. ” “ you got no friends. Where you gonna go? ” “ i’ve lived a lot of lives before I met you. You shouldn’t have gone to all this trouble. I’m done. ” “ i have sights on collateral one. ” “ she’s on foot with the package. Stay high. I’m going to ground. ” “ oh, no. What did I do? ” “ you’re in my bed. ” “ i’m… I’m not even under the covers. ” “ got passports, entry visas, a couple of local driver’s licenses. Mix and match, you should be able to stretch it to 20 or so identities. ” “ what, are you 12? ” “ i hear things. You know, something about the Avengers getting divorced… ” “ it’s fine. I’m actually better on my own. ” “ you can tell me, you know. That’s the way the whole friends thing works. ” “ people who have friends don’t call me. ” “ you should know I’m a better shot when I’m pissed off. ” “ you’re not here for me. ”  “ why are you skulking about like it’s a minefield? ” “ so, we gonna talk like grown-ups? ” “ i’m not here trying to be your friend, but you need to tell me what that is. ” “ it’s a synthetic gas. The counteragent to chemical subjugation. The gas immunizes the brain’s neuropathways from external manipulation. ” “ where’s an Avenger when you need one? ” “ yeah, sure, “simple.” That’s what I’d call imploding a five-story building and then shooting it out with the Hungarian Special Forces. Took 10 days in hiding before we could even get out of Budapest. ” “ do you believe me now? ” “ you can’t just steal a guy’s car. ” “ so you want me to chase him down and un-steal it? ” “ you got a plan, or shall I just stay duck-and-cover? ” “ that’s a shit plan. ” “ put your seat belt on. ” “ you’re such a mom. ”  “ great plan. I love the part where I almost bled to death. ” “ the truth rarely makes sense when you omit key details. ” “ well, I doubt the god from space has to take an ibuprofen after a fight. ” “ where did you think I was all this time? ” “ you just didn’t want your baby sister to tag along, whilst you saved the world with the cool kids.” “ why do you always do that thing? ” “ the thing you do when you’re fighting. This thing that you do when you whip your hair when you’re fighting with the arm and the hair. And you do, like, a fighting pose.  It’s a fighting pose. ” “ you’re a total poser. ” “ i’m not a poser. ” “ it does look like you think everyone’s looking at you, like, all the time. ” “ i was trying to actually do something good to make up for all the pain and suffering that we caused. Trying to be more than just a trained killer. ” “ you were fooling yourself because pain and suffering is every day and we are both still a trained killer. ” “ i’m not the killer that little girls call their hero. ” “ to him, we are just things. Weapons with no face that he can just throw away. Because there is always more. And no one’s even looking for him. ” “ did you ever look for your parents? Your real ones? ” “ i never let myself be alone long enough to think about it. ” “ you’re going to give me some big hero speech, I can feel it. ” “ speeches aren’t really my thing. ” “ that sounds like a shitload of work. ” “ you know, this is the first piece of clothing I’ve ever bought for myself. ” “ is that like a… Is it army surplus, or… ” “ the point is, I’ve never… I’ve never had control over my own life before, and now I do. I want to do things. ” “ i like your vest. ” “ you can put so much stuff in there. You wouldn’t even know. ” “ we’re gonna need a jet. ” “ you know what you didn’t give me? Time. Or money. I’m not made of jets. ” “ i thought you were supposed to be the best. Like a real pro. ” “ was the free flat and lifetime supply of kissel not to your liking? ” “ don’t let her wind you up. ” “ no, I take exception to impugning my professionalism. ” “ aw, he’s sensitive. See why you keep him around. ” “ you know, you’re getting dangerously close to running out your tab. ” “ you’re a very annoying individual. ”

#rp meme #rp memes #ask meme #rp ask prompts #sentence meme #rp sentence meme #rp sentence starters #marvel rp meme

[lucy90712]

Telling family (pregnancy series)

Series masterlist

George:

Last night me and George decided that we would tell our families about the pregnancy, we have held off for a little while to come to terms with it ourselves and to kind of enjoy it without anyone else knowing even though we are very excited to tell people.

Tomorrow we are going to see my parents so it is the perfect time to tell them I just don't really know how to do it. I don't want to just say it because that feels wrong I feel like it should be more exciting than that so I need to come up with another way which is what I have been doing while scrolling through Pinterest.

I showed George a few ideas to get his opinion but he wasn't keen on any of them until I showed him one that had an ultrasound picture and a little note that was originally covering it. George really liked the idea because it was simple but also gave my parents something to remember the moment by so that's what we chose which we would get together in the morning before we leave.

In the morning I got one of my ultrasound pictures that we didn't have up somewhere and took a small piece of paper writing 'I can't wait to meet you' on it as well as drew a little baby bottle and stuck it over the ultrasound before putting it in a little box.

We got to my parents house and they let us in and we sat down with them for a drink, I thought about telling them right away but I also wanted to have a normal conversation first that wasn't all revolving around the exciting news.

We had a lovely conversation first before I felt like I should tell them, I gave George a look as I went to go and get the box by saying I was going to go to the bathroom which I did because my bladder has been so bad recently but on my way back I grabbed the box. I gave it to my mum and told her to open it but she had to show my dad too.

"I can't wait to meet you what does that mean?" My dad asked

"Lift up the piece of paper" I said

"No way congratulations you two this is so wonderful" my mum said

"Congratulations" my dad added

We all hugged one another before we told them a few more things like how far along I was and they asked what we think we are going to have and other things.

Dream:

Tonight we have been invited to a family dinner at Clay's parents so we have decided to use the opportunity to tell them the exciting news about the pregnancy. Clay has been wanting to tell them so badly for ages but I made him hold off a little bit just until we could be more certain that things were going well because I didn't want to have to break other peoples heats by telling them if things went wrong.

I left it up to clay to decide how he wanted to tell them because after all its his family and as much as I get along super well with them its up to him to decide how he wants to remember this moment.

At his parents house we sat down for dinner and I had to be careful with what I ate so that I didn't start feeling too sick or else that might give somethings away before clay gets chance to do whatever he has planned. The meal came to an end and clay looked like he was getting ready to tell them.

"We have seem news for you, we're expecting" he said

"No way I refuse to believe that this isn't some sort of joke" his mom said

"I can prove it" he said

He grabbed his wallet and pulled out the ultrasound picture that he carries round with him all the time because he just loves it so much. He showed them and they finally believed him and started freaking out, his sister was super excited and asked me a bunch of questions which I was more than happy to answer. It felt nice for someone to finally know and to have someone to be just as excited as us.

Sapnap:

Telling our parents so far has been the worst thing ever. My parents were so angry at both of us but specifically me and now I haven't talked to them since we told them which is the main reason we haven't told Sapnap's parents yet out of fear for the same reaction. Sapnap has assured me that his parents will be much more supportive than mine and will offer any kind of help they can but I'm scared that they will think of me differently. I have to face my fear at some point and that happens to be today. Sapnap is getting me to go to his parents place with him and he is going to tell his parents I'm not sure how but he said he would warn me before he does it.

We hung out with them for a little while before Sapnap squeezed my hand and gave me a look to say he was about to tell them. My hands started to sweat and shake at the same time because of the nerves building up in my body.

"Ok please don't be mad but y/n is pregnant" he said

"Oh wow thats not what I expected" his mom said

"You aren't mad are you?" He asked

"No of course not I mean sure you could have waited but I will support you and the excitement is building" she said

She gave him and me a hug and we showed her pictures we have from ultrasounds and stuff which improved the vibe in the room to one of excitement and not awkwardness.

Quackity:

We have been telling family slowly over the past few weeks whenever we get chance to see them and everyone has been over the moon. The only person left to tell is my grandma who is quite old fashioned so I have a feeling she will be mad at me seeing as me and Alex aren't married which makes it even more nerve wracking.

I'm going to see her this afternoon and Alex is going to join me when he finishes working on a video so he can be there to face the lecture with me. My grandma is a lovely lady and I love to spend time with her but she sure can be scary when she's telling you off.

Alex arrived about an hour after I did and we sat down to eat some cake my grandma had made because she insists that I eat whenever I go and visit her. After she was satisfied that I had eaten enough I got a chance to tell her.

"Grandma I have something to show you" I said

"Oh what is it?" She asked

I showed her a few ultrasound pictures that we have

"What are these?" She asked

"They are my ultrasound pictures" I explained

"That's wonderful dear I'm very happy for you when do I get to meet them" she said

I answered all her questions and she did mention if we planned to get married but she wasn't at all mad which surprised me but I guess my parents have talked to her a few times about how society has changed.

Karl:

Karl's mom is coming over for dinner today so I've been in the kitchen the past few hours preparing and cooking a meal for all of us trying to make it perfect because we are going to use this opportunity to tell his mom about the pregnancy and I want it to be a memorable moment for both of them.

His mom arrived and we had a lovely dinner which turned out pretty good from how little I know about cooking. Karl was so happy and kept squeezing my hand under the table or just giggling like he normally does when he gets happy. After dinner we invited his mom to stay over for a bit to just kind of chill with us which is when Karl got ready to tell her.

"Mom are you ready to be a grandma?" Karl asked

"Wait is y/n pregnant?" She questioned

"Yeah she is" Karl confirmed

She was incredibly happy mainly because she has always jokingly asked when she is going to get grandchildren or when we are going to get married so for it to actually be happening made her really happy.

Wilbur:

This weekend me and Wilbur are going to visit his parents and to just get away for the weekend, they don't know about the pregnancy yet because Wilbur wanted to tell them in person so we are going to tell them this weekend.

We spent all of Saturday and most of Sunday just chilling with his parents so that we could spend time with them without the focus being on other things but when it got to the evening Wilbur started fidgeting so I knew he was getting nervous. I took hold of his hand and squeezed it to reassure him.

"We have some news for you" Wilbur started

"What is it?" His mum asked

"Y/n's pregnant" he said

"Oh wow I didn't expect that but congratulations" they said

Safe to say they were very surprised because they knew we weren't planning to have kids yet but once they saw that we were excited they got excited too. I showed them some ultrasound pictures of our little bean and gave them one to keep.

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