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gracieheartspedro · 10 months

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I Can See You

fem!reader x dbf!joel miller

Hi friends! It's been awhile (:

I am back to writing! This time, I'm planning on having many parts to this story. It's a DBF Joel Miller story, which I love to read, which means I had to write it, right?

I wrote this with no Y/N, instead each character gives her a nickname/pet name.

So here's Part 1, I really hope you enjoy!

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: DBF! Joel, age gap-ish (reader is 25, Joel is 39), eventual smut, joel being a little bit of a perv, reader not having a filter, alcohol consumption

“Mornin’,” His Southern accent was even deeper than usual. My head peaks up from behind my computer, noticing his very tired eyes. The bags under his eyes still somehow did him justice.

“Mornin’ Joel,” I mutter before taking a sip of my coffee. I watch as he finds his way towards my bosses office. He was only my boss at work, but at home he was just Dad.

I watch his ass move in his jeans, shamelessly.

Finding your coworker hot is one thing, it’s another when it’s also your dad’s friend and he was about 20 years older than you.

I’ve thought Joel Miller was quite the looker since I was about 18. I had just started working for my dad. I was mainly just scheduling and doing work orders. Joel took me out to a work site one day, on my father’s request. He wanted me to get know some of the people who would be scheduling work from us. I got to sit around with the property manager of an apartment complex in a tight black dress in the dead of summer, watching guys replace windows. While outside that day, Joel worked alongside some of the laborers, his tanned skin and shaggy dark hair glistening with sweat. Something about him doing manual labor turned me on. Something awoke in me that day, and ever since then, I thirst over him in silence.

I catch myself looking a bit too long, quickly averting my eyes to my computer screen. I act like I am typing something, glancing over to Joel and my dad walking out of his office together. They are discussing another project that Joel was overseeing that would keep him very busy in the upcoming months.

“My girl here will be starting back at college in the fall, so she will only be part time for awhile,” My dad says, drawing attention to me.

“Oh really, where ya going?”

I blank out completely for a moment.

“UT Austin,” I finally answer.

“Smart girl, you living on campus?”

“Nope, just getting my master’s in Engineering so living from home makes the most sense.”

Joel shakes his head, “Master’s. Didn’t you just graduate high school?”

“I’m 25, Joel.”

His eyes scan me for a moment, realizing I’m much older than he remembers.

“Ha,” He grumbles, “Time flies huh, Steve?”

“Sure does, you just wait for that Sarah of yours is off to college,” My dad laughs, slapping Joel’s shoulder. I wince, realizing again he has a young daughter. It wasn’t ideal, to say the least.

“We got about 5 years on that,” Joel says, his eyes returning to mine, “Well it’ll be nice havin’ you around during our busy season.”

“Happy to help,” I reply, not really meaning it.

“Hey, Joel, you and Sarah making an appearance at our BBQ this weekend? We invited the whole neighborhood and I can’t remember if you told me you’d be there.”

His eyes are still on me, “Yeah, I’ll be there,” his eyes return to my dad’s, “Just me and Tommy though, Sarah is goin’ over to a friend’s house.”

“Can’t wait!” My dad cheers, “Baby girl, can you make sure my schedule is cleared Friday evening so I don’t have to worry about when I can get the meat?”

“Of course, dad,” I grit my teeth, “I’m on it.”

“Hey baby girl, can you go grab me some extra plates?”

My dad was over the top with his BBQs to say the very least. The whole neighborhood was in on it. Steaks, burgers, hot dogs, chicken, the whole thing. I spent all morning getting the huge backyard and cabana ready for all our visitors. We usually had someone come over to do all the setting up, but Dad made sure to remind me that I was living rent free and being paid on his payroll, so setting up was the least I could do.

People littered the pool and backyard. I weave between people, giving smiles and welcomes where I could.

I walk in to the kitchen, the cold AC air hitting my bare arms. Luckily, I was wearing shorts over my bikini shorts, or else the goose bumps would be up and down my legs, too. I begin searching the cabinets for the large serving plates you always used for big gatherings. Leaning down, my triangle bikini top almost lets my boobs loose. I sit up straight, messing with the knots on my back. I knew tightening it could only help so much.

“Need help?” I almost jump out of my skin. I turn quickly, spotting Joel Miller standing in the kitchen with me.

“Shit, you fucking scared me,” I breathe loudly, patting my chest to make my heart stop racing, “I think I can get it.”

“Mhm,” He sticks a tooth pick between his teeth, “Lemme help, girl.”

God he was so fine. I hated myself for having a crush on him. But the domestic and simple gray t-shirt that hugged his arms so well and the blue jeans? I simply could not resist staring.

No chance in hell. But I got to look at him every day and imagine it.

I turn on my heels, holding the ties out to him so he could tie them.

“I need them tighter,” I mutter, “Don’t want these puppies falling out in front of the Adlers.”

“Don’t want to excite Mr. Adler too much, he may have himself a heart attack.”

I smile to myself, biting my lip. He ties it, his fingers grazing my bare back slightly.

“All good now, girl,” I turn to face him, looking up at him through my eyelashes, “Now what were you lookin’ for?”

“Serving plates,” I explain, “Dad is finishing up those steaks, needs more space.”

“Well let’s get ‘em and head out to all the fun,” He says, ducking down to the cabinet I was looking in originally. He finds them, handing them up to me. He looks so good looking up at me from this angle.

“You want to grab us some beers,” I suggest, “I’ll meet you out there?”

“Your dad runnin’ low?”

“Probably, so grab three.”

–

“So, you going to be here all summer?”

I had no interest in talking to Tommy, but he was keeping me from toeing the line with Joel in my drunken state, so here I am. I sit in my lounger chair, wanting so bad to take off my jean shorts. I knew if I did, Tommy would take it as I’m making a pass, so I sweat extra.

“I’m starting college in August, so yeah I’ll be around the office and staying home.”

He smiles, “Good to hear, love seeing you around.”

I smile back faking a cheery laugh, “Thanks, Tommy… care to grab me another beer?”

“No problem, sweetheart.”

I watch him walk away before searching the crowd for Joel. I spot him across the yard, talking to one of the newer neighbors. A single mom who moved in two months ago. My dad kept joking the other night that he’d be making her my stepmom, which only made me gag. She was beautiful, younger than my dad, but just about Joel’s age.

A pang of jealousy rises within me.

Joel finally catches my wandering eyes. He smiles gently, giving me a nod.

“Here, darling,” Tommy says sweetly, “Need anything else?”

“Yeah, actually,” Your brother, “Can you help me with something?”

“Sure, ‘s up?”

I sit up, leaning over making my boobs hang right in his eye line.

If I couldn’t keep one Miller’s attention, maybe I could snag second best. My beer filled brain thinks about how they are cut from the same cloth, so they both are probably good at this.

“Do you want to help me change a lightbulb?”

He raises his eyebrows, “I guess, where at?”

I smirk, “My bedroom.”

We sneak away, my eyes scanning the area. It didn’t appear as anyone was following us. My room was the last room on the left upstairs, so the anticipation as I guided him down the hallway was killing me.

Ever since Joel grazed my back earlier, I’ve been ready. So fucking ready.

“Are we actually changing a lightbulb?”

I open my door for him, gesturing to him to follow me in.

In the dim light, Tommy was very cute. He was a sweet guy and I knew he’d be the first to jump on my idea.

“You tell me,” I say, starting to untie the knot Joel tied. In my moment of trying to be sexy, I realize Joel tied the stupidest and hardest knot ever. Tommy notices my struggle, reaching around me, frantically trying to get the top off.

As it gets loose, I reach up to grab his neck.

“What the fuck is going on ‘ere?”

His voice freezes me. Tommy looks towards the door in horror.

“Joel-“

“Tommy, you fucking know better,” His voice is so intimidating and scary, I cant even muster the courage to turn around, “Git.”

Tommy gives me eyes saying I’m so sorry, and I just stare blankly at my wall. I hear Tommy’s foot steps run down the stairs. I realize how drunk I am because my wall paper begins to move on it’s own. It doesn’t usually do that.

“Now you,” His stride towards me is quick, “I’m not your Dad, but don’t think he’d like you fucking his employees.”

Maybe it was the liquid courage, “Who said I was trying to fuck him?”

I snap my head towards his stern and impossible to read face.

“Bullshit,” He spits, “He got through my knot, he assumed somethin’ was about to happen.”

“Well, even if that’s where it went, why are you putting your nose in our business?”

He chuckles darkly, “So now it’s ours, huh? I have you know, girl, Tommy’s business is my business. And you’re just makin’ my job hard.”

I tiptoe closer to him, “And what’s your job, again, Mr. Miller?”

“Make sure people are behavin’ themselves.”

I realize what he’s doing. My tipsy mind took a second to search his face for more, but I can't read him at all.

“I’m behaving, Mr. Miller. I promise,” I reach up, touching his jaw, “No more funny business.”

It was the closest I had ever got to him. I felt a rush just touching him.

“Good, get your top back on and come down to the party. Your dad is looking for you.”

I look down at myself as he leaves the room. My fucking tits are out, and he didn’t even look down.

The game he was playing was not the same one I was playing.

–

The next morning, I have a pounding headache and no drive to leave my room. I was embarrassed and horrified. I knew I would have to face Joel and Tommy on Monday morning, so I had to make amends beforehand. I really didn’t want them to tell my dad and I was pretty out of line for trying to fuck Tommy when Joel wasn't giving me the attention my drunk ass thought I deserved.

After spending hours in bed, rolling back and forth thinking of a script to say, I figured that honesty is the best policy.

Well, honesty with a little bend in the truth.

I get showered and dressed. My usual summer time outfit was a crop top and short shorts, but today I needed to be more… conservative.

I find a nice summery dress, that went to midthigh. It was yellow, not a lot cleavage, floral. Innocent.

When I get downstairs, my dad sits in the living room, his feet propped up watching the news.

“Where ya going, baby girl?”

“I’m going for a walk,” I lie.

“Wearing that?”

“Yes,” I nod quickly, “Do you need anything while I’m out?”

He shakes his head, “No, have fun, I guess.”

I could tell he was suspicious, but he wasn’t one to pester me too much. He had high expectations for me, but I always exceeded them. He never questioned me too much, unless it was about school. He didn’t even really care about my love life. He always got excited when I told him I was going on dates in college. I mean, I rather him be excited than bother me about the guys I was seeing.

I start my journey to Joel’s. I didn’t even know if he was home or not, I was going on blind faith.

It was hot as shit and I was not fully prepared to walk to his house in a dress and sandals.

I could’ve just driven there and back. But no, I decided to roast in the hot summer sun.

–

When I arrive to his house, I just kind of stand in his driveway, catching my breath. He was home, his truck was here.

I walk to the front door, knocking first then ringing the door bell.

It takes about minute, but he gets the door.

And he’s shirtless.

It was the worst and best moment of my entire life.

“What are you doing here?”

And it’s not quite the response I was anticipating when I arrived at his door.

“I uh-,” I hear some stirring inside the house, which causes me to peak my head past Joel’s shoulder.

I see movement, but my eyes find Joel’s again before I could focus in on it. He pushes me back a bit, coming outside and shutting the door behind him.

“I came to apologize, but you seem busy.”

He shakes his head, “Not busy, just woke up.”

“With someone?”

What the fuck? Why can’t I shut my mouth?

“Pardon me?”

“Well I walked this whole way to apologize about my inappropriate behavior yesterday,” I explain, “But yeah, that’s it.”

The door creaks open and I am wholeheartedly anticipating a hot MILF or something. But instead, it’s a little girl.

“Sarah, get inside!”

“Oh hi, I know you!”

I smile at the girl. She was cute, I had to admit. She looked a bit like Joel, mainly the smile. A smile I wasn’t too familiar with, because he wasn’t too keen on my jokes. Ever.

“Yeah, I work with your dad,” I explain, “Nice to see you, Sarah.”

“You too, do you want to have lunch with us?”

“Sarah she can’t st-”

“I’d love to, only if your dad says it’s okay.”

He got himself in a pickle, but I was aching to have a conversation that didn’t involve me putting my foot in my mouth like I almost did again. Plus, some food and water would help the heatstroke I felt coming on.

He stares at me, almost like he wished I’d disappear, “Of course, come in. Sarah is making sandwiches.”

“I hope you like turkey and cheese!”

—

“Thanks for the sandwich, Sarah,” I say, wiping my face making sure I didn’t have mustard left over.

She smiles with her mouth full, “You’re welcome!”

“Hey Sarah, why don’t you go get ready for swim practice,” He suggests, “Me and your new best friend need to have an adult conversation.”

She looks up at him annoyed, “I guess, but don’t scare her away. She has a cool pool I want to swim in.”

I laugh out loud, “Yeah, don’t scare me away, Joel.”

He doesn’t laugh, he just looks at me with his lazer eyes. I just wish Sarah a farewell and shut my mouth, waiting for the storm. He stirs, eating another bite of his sandwich.

“So you came to apologize, huh?”

I swallow, “Uh, yeah. I’m sorry for my inappropriate behavior. I had one too many yesterday.”

He nods, “Yeah you were practically falling out of that top of yours before you took Tommy upstairs. Surprised you didn’t have it off before then.”

My eyes widen, “Well that’s humiliating.”

“Don’t think anyone was particularly mad about it,” He says, “Maybe one of those neighborhood watch moms, but who cares about ‘em?”

I can’t help but smirk. Was he insinuating that he wasn’t mad about almost seeing my boobs?

“Yeah, they always give me the most disgusted looks when I’m out jogging.”

“Cause’ they miss bein’ young and beautiful,” He explains, “All their husbands stare, too.”

I can’t believe he’s talking to me like this, I find myself leaning in a bit to try to talk quieter. It seems like this is conversation we should be whispering to each other.

“Do you stare?”

Foot. In. Mouth.

He smirks, giggling a bit. I finally got to see him smile.

“Of course, I do.”

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Elementary, Chapter Nine:

pairing: pre-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

rating: E (18+ ONLY, brief mention of death, public-ish hanky panky, oral (f!rec), unprotected piv, joel literally goes feral and is a very dirty boy, talks of planning a pregnancy/trying for a baby)

wc: 3.8k

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— June 3rd, 2003 —

The Hawaiian breeze was warm against your skin as you laid in the beach cabana, the curtains flowing in the wind giving you peeks of Joel and Sarah playing together in the shallow waters of the ocean.

You felt more content than you had all year, your first year teaching high schoolers turning out to be harder than you could’ve ever imagined. It was an even harder year for the Millers, Joel’s parents passing away last autumn after a bad bout of pneumonia went untreated.

Safe to say this vacation was desperately needed.

Joel’s freshly tanned and broad form strutted up to you from the water, a relaxed but mischievous smile on his face. Pulling the curtain open, he crawled onto the bed, the coolness of his wet swim trunks causing your skin to prickle as he crawled over your bikini-clad form.

“Come out and play,” he ordered in a husk as he leaned down to press a kiss to your jaw.

“But I’m so comfortable,” you argued with a content hum, your smile growing wider as Joel’s kisses turned to nibbles. “Don’t you dare try to start something right now. Sarah’s right there.”

“Not for long, Tommy’s comin’ to take her for their snorkelin’ lesson.” His lips continued south, pressing against your pulse. “Besides, once I close these curtains, no one can see shit.”

“Joel Miller—“

He repeated your name in the same tone, lifting his head so that he could grin at you.

“Dad, I’m going with Tommy!” Sarah called out from down the beach. Joel pressed a kiss on your cheek before crawling out of the cabana to see his daughter off. He gave Tommy a wave before crawling back into the cabana, this time zipping the curtains shut.

“Joel, I’m not going to fuck you out here—“

“Who said anything about fuckin’?” He gave you a mischievous grin and rested himself between your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders as his nose swiped up and down your bikini-covered center. “Just wanna taste you, baby.”

“But…what if we get caught?” Your resolve was crumbling with each swipe of his nose, your legs spreading even wider to welcome him.

“Just be quiet. Nobody’ll know a thing.” His eyes met yours as he brought a finger to your seam, silently asking for permission to continue. With a nod of your head and a bitten smile, you watched him pull your bikini to the side, his eyes lowering to take in the sight of your cunt. “God,” he moaned, licking a broad stripe from your entrance to your clit. “Been thinkin’ about spreadin’ you open like this ever since you stepped out in this goddamn bikini earlier.”

You silenced your moan by turning your head into your pillow, one hand clutching it to keep it over your mouth while the other rested on his head, keeping his mouth as close to your cunt as you could get him.

“Tastes so fuckin’ good, baby,” he groaned against your pussy as he came up for air, using the opportunity to slide one of his thick, skillful fingers into your heat before adding another. “That’s so goddamn pretty. Fuck. Need to get you back to the room so I can fuck you with my cock instead of my fingers.”

A sharp whine sounded through the muffled cushion of the pillow pressed to your face, Joel’s smile proud as he returned his mouth to your clit, lapping and swirling over the swollen bud before sucking it into his mouth.

“You’re doin’ so good,” he praised, hardly lifting his mouth away from you to speak. “Gonna make you cum and then I’m gonna take you back to the room and do it again.”

“Joel,” you managed, pulling the pillow away from your face so that you could watch him as your climax threatened to dawn. He hummed against you as he sucked your clit into his mouth, pulsing against it just how you liked until your walls started to squeeze his fingers. “Joel, I’m—“

“I know,” he rasped, kissing your clit as his fingers pumped you through your high, your thighs shaking as they squeezed shut around his head. “So good. Fuck.”

It was as if adjusting your bikini to cover you up again physically pained him, the low, rumbling groan slipping from his lips doing little to calm your excitement.

“Come on—” He helped you sit up before unzipping the curtain. Joel stepped out first and adjusted the growing tent in his trunks before giving you a helping hand onto the sand. He quickly grabbed your beach bag and slung it over his shoulder before finding your hand again, this time clasping them together. “I wonder how much time we got left.”

“Maybe we should hurry,” you suggested with a smirk. Joel gave your hand a squeeze before the two of you took off through the resort, weaving through people and bushes to find the quickest way back to your room, giggles spilling freely into the air right up until he pinned you against the door of your shared room. His lips traveled from your own down your neck, his hands copping a feel of whatever bit of he could find, and with your barely there swimsuit, he could find quite a bit.

“Joel, baby—“ You giggled at his eagerness, but the people walking by didn’t seem to enjoy it as much. “Maybe we should go inside.”

“Right,” he whispered, sounding almost high on you. Taking the key card out, Joel unlocked your hotel room, Sarah’s right next to it with an adjoining door on the inside. Joel made sure to lock that door while you untied the strings of your bikini and jumped onto the plush, white duvet. Joel was grinning from ear to ear, those dimples you loved so much coming out just for you as he leapt onto the bed behind you, very nearly breaking it. “Maybe I’m too big to be jumpin’ onto beds anymore.”

“Yeah, maybe.” You laughed again as his greedy hands found your hips, flipping you over onto your stomach. You instinctively propped yourself up on your knees, keeping your face chest against the pillows as you batted your eyes and smiled at him from over your shoulder. Joel swiped over his bottom lip as he watched you shake your ass for him, his eyes glued to the jiggle. He quickly shedded his swim trunks and found his place behind you, his cock nearly purple and leaking from how worked up you’d gotten him.

“Now that’s a view,” he mumbled as he pumped his cock against your heat. He bit down on his bottom lip as he swiped the weeping head up and down your slit, coating it thoroughly in your slick before daring to try and slide in.

“Mm,” you hummed at the familiar teasing of his cock dipping shallowly in and out of your heat to get you ready.

“Baby, god,” Joel let out a strangled groan as he slipped in an inch more, his head falling back for a second before he regained his composure. “I’m not gonna last.”

“Then don’t,” you purred. “You already made me cum. Now I just want to feel you cum…inside me.”

“Jesus, woman.” Joel’s brows furrowed as he slipped all the way into your cunt, your walls sucking him in greedily in a show of appreciation for his talented tongue’s work. Joel’s hands gripped the flesh of your ass as he started slowly, but quickly gathered his pace, fucking into you like you were a toy made for his pleasure.

The thought of him using you like this just to cum inside you may have set feminism back a few years, but you didn’t care. It drove you wild seeing him lost in his pleasure, his sweet whimpers and moans filling the room along with your own, though you tried to keep them softer than usual to properly relish in the sounds he was making.

“God baby,” he groaned, strangled and wrecked, his hands squeezing your hips so hard you worried you’d have to hide your bruises for the rest of the trip. “I want you to cum with me. I need it, baby. Touch yourself.”

“Mm, don’t know if I can again,” you warned, but obeyed anyway.

Your clit still tingled from the orgasm he’d just given you fifteen or so minutes prior, and given the fact that for the last three days of the trip Joel had made it his personal mission to fuck you senseless each and every time you were given a minute alone, you weren’t sure you had any orgasms left.

“Baby, I want you to just use me—“ Your demand elicited a choked cry from Joel, his hips snapping against your ass so hard it stung your skin. “Use me. Cum inside me…and if we still have time, I’ll let you clean it up—“

“Fuck!” Joel’s thrusts slowed to a halt as he came inside you, his chest heaving, his moans turning to whines and then content hums. His cock throbbed inside of you, twitching every time you intentionally squeezed his length with your walls.

Slipping out of you faster than usual, you gasped as Joel practically threw you over onto the other side of the king mattress, your back falling against the pillows with a puff. Before you had time to gather what he was up to, Joel was already between your legs, cleaning up the mess he made.

Your brows furrowed as you watched him work, his eyes locked on yours as he swiped his messy and pleasure coated tongue over your clit, swirling in round and round and round until that familiar knot began to tighten in the pit of your belly. Clutching the blanket on both sides of your hips, you let out a choked cry, your climax hitting you like a freight train the moment he started to slurp against your slick.

“Jesus Christ, Joel, fuck!”

He didn’t relent, his pupils blown out as he continued to lap at you to the point of overstimulation. He looked beyond high, beyond drunk—he looked crazed. You weren’t sure you’d ever been so turned on before.

“Come here,” you demanded, tugging him up to your lips. Joel moaned as he shared your taste with you, his tongue sliding against yours, neither attempting to claim dominance. You felt him fisting his cock as he rested between your thighs, surprisingly managing to get it hard again even though it had only been less than ten minutes since he last came. Pressing your forehead to his, you watched as he swiped his tip up and down your slippery wet cunt. “You gonna fuck me again? Huh? Gonna fill me up?”

“Yeah,” he whimpered and sank deep into you with no friction, his cum easing his entry. “So goddamn good. Wanna stay here forever—“

“Knock, knock!” Tommy entered the room without much care, apparently possessing the spare room card that you thought went missing.

“Tom—goddamnit—get out!” Joel hurried to cover your bodies with the blanket as best as he could as he cursed his brother out. “Give us a goddamn second!”

You covered your mouth to hush your laughter as Tommy bolted out of the room, Joel’s face now red with embarrassment as he hovered over you.

“It’s not funny,” he scolded, but his laughter quickly joined yours.

“It’s a little funny.”

“Good thing it was him and not Sarah. Woulda scarred her for life.”

“Would’ve scarred me for life,” you added, tapping his chest to get him off of you. Joel obliged, pulling out of you with a hiss, his cock already fully flaccid from the unexpected entry of his brother. Laying back against the bed, he allowed himself to catch his breath.

“I was just gettin’ started,” he lamented, making you laugh again.

“I swear…I think you’re on a mission to knock me up on this trip,” you joked as you walked into the bathroom to quickly shower off the sex. Joel was quick to follow you, hopping in right behind you, and surprisingly behaved himself.

The two of you bathed and dressed for dinner in comfortable silence, your lust satiated for now, though you were sure once Sarah went to bed that you’d be right back at it.

“How have you been feelin’ since comin’ off your birth control?” Joel asked as he buttoned his shirt.

“Honestly, better than I’ve felt in a while. The first month was a lot of crying, remember?” You chuckled at the memory of your hormonal state as you slipped into your sundress. “But after that, it’s been smooth sailing. Besides the whole still not pregnant after four months of trying thing.”

Joel stepped behind you as you slid your sandals on, hugging your waist and resting his face against your shoulder.

“It’ll happen when it’s supposed to,” he mumbled, giving you a squeeze. “There’s no hurry.”

“Says the man who’ll be able to crank out kids until he’s 80,” you countered, spinning around in his arms to smile at him. “I know I still have a good amount of time before I should start worrying, but…I’m impatient. I want a little you running around. Like…right fucking now.”

Joel laughed and clasped his hands around the small of your back.

“Sweetheart, I promise you, one way or another we’re havin’ a baby. Alright?” You nodded. “For now, let’s tend to the two we got.”

The summer air warmed you up as soon as you stepped out of the well air-conditioned hotel room, Tommy and Sarah throwing a frisbee in the grassy courtyard. When his brother caught sight of the two of you, he let out a whistle, turning Joel’s cheeks red while you simply whistled back.

“Maybe you should learn how to use the deadbolt,” Tommy snarked as the two of you crossed through the grass to meet them.

“Maybe you should learn how to knock,” you countered with a smirk and a raised brow, earning a laugh from both Miller boys.

“Ew,” Sarah cringed. “I don’t even want to know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, I walked in on your dad—“

“Tommy,” Joel interrupted sternly.

“Thanks,” Sarah breathed out in relief.

“Oh, someone’s totally getting proposed to later,” Sarah spoke up at dinner, pointing across the beach at a man setting up candles and flowers on the sand.

“How sweet!” You beamed, the love you felt for Joel turning you mushy. “And it’s not embarrassingly public, either. Well done, stranger.”

Joel cleared his throat and pointed his fork towards Tommy.

“How was snorkelin’?”

“Good, didn’t go too deep, but—“

“Uncle Tommy fell in love with the instructor,” Sarah interjected with a smug smirk pointed towards you and her father.

“I did not,” he argued, but his pink cheeks gave him away.

“Aw,” Joel cooed mockingly, earning a napkin thrown his way. “Hey, I’m just congratulatin’ you on finally settlin’ down.”

“Ha-ha.” Tommy rolled his eyes and looked off to the side while Sarah leaned in to whisper to you.

“He asked for her number but she shot him down.” You gasped and looked at Tommy who was already looking at the two of you. “Said she didn’t like country boys.”

“I told you to keep it a secret,” Tommy playfully scolded his niece, poking at her side. While they went back and forth, your gaze wandered to Joel sitting beside you, his head turned to watch the man setting up the proposal scene down the beach.

“You gonna do something like that for me when it’s time?” you asked, bumping his shoulder with yours. Joel quickly snapped his attention to you, managing a half-smile before reaching for his beer and taking a big gulp. “Joel, I was kidding. You know you don’t have to even propose, I’m fine just the way we are.”

“Yeah, I know,” he nodded, though his tone wasn’t believable, his eyes not even meeting yours. “Hey, what do y’all think about hikin’ that mountain tomorrow? The one with the volcano tube thing.”

“Na-somethin’?” Tommy looked to Sarah and she shrugged.

“Nahuku, I think,” you spoke up, though you were only half invested in the conversation, Joel’s reaction to your joke about marriage not sitting well with you.

“Yeah—“ Joel nodded, still avoiding looking over at you. “That’s it. What d’ya think, baby girl? Sound like fun?”

“Yeah,” Sarah nodded, but was seemingly much more intuitive than the men beside you, her observant eyes glued to the way you pushed around the remainder of your food. Clearing her throat, she looked to her father who was busy bouncing his knee and watching the set-up again. “Dad.”

“What?” He turned to her, watching as she tilted her head towards your gloomy state. Though it went unseen by you, for eyes fixed on the broccoli you didn’t eat, Joel mouthed to his daughter, “I’m tryin’ to make sure they don’t mess it up.”

She mouthed back, “Well, you’re messing it up.”

Watching the exchange, Tommy shook his head and chuckled.

“Hey, why don’t you and I go to the pool before it closes?” he suggested, throwing his brother a bone.

“Yeah! That sounds perfect. Give these two lovebirds some privacy.” You felt her kick her father’s shin from beneath the table, Joel’s knee rattling the plates sitting on top of it as he hissed at the pain.

You watched the two of them go off before turning to Joel, finding him already looking at you with a strange smile, one you’d never seen before.

“Wanna go for a little walk?” he asked, nudging his chin toward the shore. You let out a confused huff of a chuckle and shrugged, placing your napkin on top of your plate and stretching while he took care of the bill.

Down by the beach, the sun had just set, the world now a pretty shade of navy blue as you walked hand in hand with your lover down the shore, your shoes in your free hand to relish in the feel of the cool, wet sand. “So…”

“So,” you repeated, looking at him with an intrigued smile. “Why are you being so weird? I’ve never seen you like this. Is it really because I brought up marriage?”

“No,” he shook his head, chuckling as he stared down at his feet.

“Then what is it?” Joel stopped you, dropping your hand so that he could get a good look of you in the moonlight, the ocean your background. Behind him, you watched as the candles were lit, the shape they were arranged in now clearly a heart. With a cheeky grin, he slipped his hand in yours and started to walk backwards towards the set-up, your brows furrowing for a moment before it dawned on you. Freezing just short of the candles and flowers, you let go of his hand to cover your mouth. “You’re kidding.”

“No,” he assured, those dimples you so dearly loved coming out again as he stepped into the center of the heart. You followed, carefully hiking up the hem of your dress so that they didn’t catch on the flames. Bending down onto his knee, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and tugged out a small, velvet box with gold trimming, your eyes unable to decide on what to watch—him or the shining diamond ring he just unveiled. “When I showed up late to that conference three years, three months, and three days ago, I had no idea I was makin’ the love of my life wait. But the minute you opened your mouth—that quick mouth that I can always count on to tell me the truth, to make me laugh, to make me…” He gave you an eyebrow raise rather than finish his sentence. “I knew I never wanted to keep you waitin’ again. I’m sorry it took so long, baby, but I promise, I would’ve proposed to you after our first fuckin’ date if I had enough cash saved up to pay for this goddamn ring.” You laughed through your tears, your hands still resting over your mouth as you watched him fight off his own tears. “I love you. I love everything about you. The way you treat people, the way you treat me, the way you treat my daughter. You’ve been there for me through so much. I…I couldn’t have gotten through my parent’s death if it weren’t for you helpin’ to take care of Sarah when I couldn’t even get outta bed. You are…an extraordinary woman, and I am so goddamn lucky to be sittin’ here on my busted ole knees, asking you to be my wife. So…will ya?”

You blubbered like a baby as you nodded, tugging him up to pull him into the tightest hug he’d ever received. Kissing him through your tears, you found that he was crying too. Smoothing over his cheeks, you pulled away and looked down at the massive stone on the ring.

“Jesus Christ.” Both of you laughed at the sheer size of the diamond. “I would’ve been happy with a ring pop!”

“Well, I’ll just go return it then—“ You interrupted his teasing with a kiss, your arms crossed behind his neck while he hugged your waist. “So, this is a yes, I take it?”

“It’s a fuck yes.” Joel let out a chuckle and picked up the ring with a trembling hand, sliding it onto your finger before bringing it up to his lips to kiss it. “That’s why you were so nervous at dinner?”

“Yeah,” he breathed out a chuckle before reaching down to pick up one of the bouquets, handing it to you with a boyish smile.

“This was…perfect, baby. Thank you,” you kissed him one more time before remembering the two you’d come on the trip with. “I just wish Sarah was here.”

“Surprise!” Sarah popped out from the small crowd that had gathered to watch the proposal, Tommy wearing a content smile as he walked over, waving a camera at you.

“God,” you exhaled, feeling another wave of tears dawn. “I’m gonna be crying like a baby all night.”

“Well, I thought maybe we’d finish what we started earlier,” Joel mumbled into your ear, making your skin pimple with pleasant chills. You nudged his side with your elbow and gave him a wink before Joel helped you out of the heart-shaped candle ring, the man that had been setting it up immediately going to take it down.

“Well, they certainly don’t waste any time, do they?”

“That’s alright,” Joel assured, hugging you into his side as he walked with you and the rest of his family back up to the resort. “I’m in a hurry, too.”

“What about Sarah?” you whispered, eying the fourteen year old as she raced with her uncle in the grass, both of them clearly not going to bed anytime soon.

“Paid Tommy a hundred bucks to keep her in his room tonight.” He smirked down at you before leaning in to whisper in your ear. “You can scream my name as loud as you want tonight, baby.”

“I don’t know, maybe you’ll be screaming mine.”

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avatar-anna · 1 year

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I need to check in on professor and H!

I love them so much. I would adoreeee a lil blurb or something! 🥺💘 xx

Hot and Bothered

where Harry and the professor are feeling the heat. enjoy!!!

The Professor Series

You weren’t going to go down to the pool. The outdoors weren’t really for you, and warm weather? Hot weather? Forget it. You liked bundling up in cozy sweaters and wearing thick woolen socks and letting the steam from hot tea warm your face.

But everyone was hanging out by the hotel pool today, and recently you’d been making an effort to be more social. That, and Harry left the hotel room before you woke up, so you hadn’t seen him all day; the only way was to get into some shorts and sandals and brave the semi-public pool.

You were in one of Harry’s shirts, not the same one you woke up in, the sole swimsuit you owner underneath. It was plain, not particularly revealing or prudish, merely the first one you grabbed at the store when you were preparing for the trip to South America. Fiddling with the hem of the lace button down, you scanned the poolside for Harry.

It took a few moments, everyone staying at the hotel seeming to have the same idea today. But your eyes snagged on a figure partially covered by the shell of a small cabana. His face was covered and out of the sub, but you would recognize those tattoos anywhere, the defined muscles beneath them. Seeing him laid out so leisurely—legs and arms spread as he dozed on his back, sweat making his skin gleam—made you blush.

Perhaps it would seem odd to some people, but sometimes you forgot your boyfriend was extremely attractive. You recognized that he was beautiful, of course. He had a gorgeous face with incredible features, but the Harry you were used to was sweet and caring and gentle. Soft, tender. This Harry was...he was just hot. Sexy. And he wasn’t even doing anything but lounging on a cabana. But he looked the way he did after they spent a couple hours in bed together. The thought made you blush even more.

Doing your best to reclaim your composure, you went over to Harry and the rest of the band and crew who were all lounging together. Sarah smiled at you and joked about the unrelenting heat, and you smiled back, though you were having trouble focusing now that you were closer to Harry. Setting your stuff down, you sat on the open spot on Harry’s cabana and poked his leg a couple times until he stirred.

“Was wondering when you’d come down,” he said, voice still thick with sleep.

Your mouth suddenly felt dry. He was your boyfriend, not a silly crush. Why did he have this effect on you still? “I—I was watching a documentary about the local flora and fauna.”

“Of course you were,” he said, grinning wide as if he expected nothing less. “Come over here and tell me all about it.”

You hesitated. Something about the heat was making your brain short circuit. You weren’t sure what you would do with Harry sprawled out like that. You looked around the pool deck, reminding yourself that you were far from alone. That seemed to ground you in reality once more.

“If you’re uncomfortable with all the people around, I understand,” Harry said, taking your quick glance to mean something completely different.

“That’s not it,” you reassured. You knew he felt bad about the lack of privacy in your relationship. “It’s just um...It might be a little hot, right? All—All squished together like that.”

Harry seemed to consider your point. “Mmm. You’re right. I’ll be back.”

You didn’t have time to utter a single word as he shuffled out and off of the cabana and headed for the pool. You watched as Harry slid in, quickly dunking his head underwater.

The sight in front of you could’ve come straight out of a movie. The sun seemed to set the droplets of water on Harry’s skin aglow, the muscles in his abdomen flexing as he pushed his hair away from his face, the strands darker than usual now that they were wet.

Your eyes followed the little drops of water down, down, down his body, catching on the strands of hair beneath his navel or disappearing beneath the band of his swim shorts.

There were no words, not a single one, to describe your reaction. Your skin felt fuzzy, mouth dry of all moisture and gaping at your boyfriend a little (later you fretted over whether anyone at the pool caught your reaction and posted it online). Your head was simultaneously empty and full of thoughts you should not have been having in such a public place, first of which being to pull Harry’s shorts down with your teeth—

“There. I’ve cooled down. Now come lay with me.”

There was really no other choice but to say yes.

Harry repositioned himself on the cabana, his arm open for you to press yourself against his side. The sensation of his wet body against yours that was nearly bone dry was a tad uncomfortable, but you didn’t care, not when one of his hands was high up on your leg and drawing patterns into your skin.

You tried to settle, tried to go through the diverse plant population of South America in your head to distract from his hands, his legs tangled with yours, your cheek on his broad shoulder, all the muscles he’d developed with this new work out regimen he’d been trying out recently. It was all going to your head, flooding your senses to the point where you had to close your eyes and try to drown it all out.

“You okay?”

Harry, bless him, didn’t have a clue as to what he was doing to you. Even his voice was unfairly husky, and it nearly made you shiver.

“I’m fine.”

“Sensory overload?” he asked, taking on a gentler tone, but that only made it worse. You wanted him so bad you could’ve screamed it to the whole pool. “If you want, we can go back upstairs and—”

“I’m fine, I promise,” you said.

Tilting your head up, you kissed him, hoping to satisfy the little monster writhing in your belly. For a moment, the slide of his lips against yours seemed to do the trick, but before you thought better of it, your hand was on his cheek to deepen it.

Harry wasn’t opposed at all. He hummed happily as he ran a hand through your hair, but when you broke away to kiss his jaw, leave a little mark behind his ear, his neck, he seemed to understand.

“So you do want to go back up to the room,” he mused. Harry held your chin in his hand, his eyes alight. “You could’ve just said so.”

“I don’t know what’s come over me. I think the heat is altering my brain chemistry, or—”

“Or,” he said, kissing your nose. “You just find me insanely sexy and are losing your mind over it.”

That’s exactly what it was, but he didn’t need to tease you about it.

Harry kissed you again, pulling away too quickly for your taste. “Don’t worry, my love. Happens to me too sometimes.”

“Really?” You didn’t mean to sound so incredulous, but Harry was...well he was on a different playing field than you were physically.

“Mmhm. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes,” he said, right against your ear so no one else could hear your conversation. “Remember when you were mad at me because I kept leaving dishes in the sink?”

You quirked an eyebrow at him. “I was yelling at you.”

Harry shrugged. “And when I joined you for office hours that one time and you were being very stern with one of your students?”

You blushed. Harry had practically dragged you out of your office once the student was gone. Your office hours hadn’t even ended yet.

“That’s what...what,” your voice hushed to a whisper, “turns you on?”

He shrugged again. “We all have our things, and I like seeing you be assertive.”

A small laugh bubbled out of you as you hid your face in the crook of his neck once more, his skin warm once again. You took a moment to enjoy just laying with him in the sun, the scent of his cologne mixing in with his sun block and the chlorine from the pool. Your fingers found his hair, unclipping the hair clip so you could run your fingers through it briefly. The frenzy you’d been in had dissipated, and now you felt calmer, lulling yourself to sleep in Harry’s arms.

“Love,” Harry said, breaking the silence.

“Yes?” you half mumbled, your lips moving against his chest.

“I’m glad you’ve calmed down, but it seems you’ve transfered your horniness to me.”

Your eyes blinked open in an instant. Not moving from his chest, your gaze flicked up to his, blinking with surprise.

“Yeah. That’s not helping. Come on,” he said, voice tight. He sat up, bringing you with him. Harry quickly gathered his things and even grabbed your bag full of the books you planned on reading while you were out here before your brain turned to mush on you. They were only a couple hundred pages each, a quick read for you, so you needed multiple. Though now it seemed you would be starting them later.

Harry waved goodbye to everyone, and you did the same, anticipation coiling in your stomach with each step back to the hotel room.

When the elevator slid open to reveal the empty hallway that would lead you to the room, Harry picked you up. You squeaked, legs wrapping around his middle on instinct. Both of you were clothed, but heat emanated from your skin as if you were still lying in the sun. Harry kissed your cheek gently as he unlocked the hotel room, tossing everything in his hands onto the floor by the door as he shuffled inside. Clothes were off in an instant, but Harry didn’t seem to want to wait to get to the bedroom. Sitting you on the counter, he gave you one last gentle kiss. A pinch to your inner thigh was enough to tell you that was the last of his gentleness for a while.

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bootyshitter · 1 month

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Batman poem

From the perspective of Batman

Who who are you??

I am the batman Bruce Wayne Jeffrey greg the second.

I got a million dollars

sadly I got zero fathers

I will fight the joker with my fist, a Glock, and a huge anthropomorphic robotic lobster

but be careful in gotham my condom always broken, so I’ve got a lot of illegitimate children that exist.

so sorry about the baby Sarah Jessica and amanda

but honestly, constantly I’m hearing propaganda bout my banana

(penis)

saying the joker is better than me, well come to my cabana (in gotham)

just be careful cause you can never be safe in gotham, even with my Peter Johnson

(penis)

I’ve got a billion dollars, a billion bitches, a billion sons, at least 2 daughters

because sex education isn’t taught in gotham.

which is not awesome.

the joker is so evil, even his penis is rotten!

the joker is so evil, even his mom forgot him!

the jokers teeth are so yellow, when he smiles at traffic it slows down!

the joker is so ran through, he’s not for the streets, he’s for the whole town!

you shocked? batman has bars too.

so imma leave now so joker has time to nurse his boo boo.

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onekisstotakewithme · 9 months

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plane crash

I was hoping someone would ask for this one, so thank you Sarah 🥰

plane crash is exactly what it says on the tin:

Somewhere in between "Evidence of Things not Seen" and "Life on Mars", Air Force One is on its way back from an economic summit in Japan when it crashes in a storm somewhere in the Pacific.

People onboard include the President and First Lady, the Deputy COS, the Press Secretary, the Deputy Communications Director, the First Lady's COS... and assorted members of the press (including Danny of course). All of them (those who survive the crash anyway!) are trying to survive on the island they crash on, while hopefully waiting for rescue... while back in DC, the people left behind are trying to find them/figure out what's next.

Featuring: Injuries, slow burn romance, characters wrestling with their personal demons, a sex cabana, and the redemption of John Hoynes.

Snippet:

This is a good sign, and Will can almost picture it – Josh younger and eager and willing to run out into the world and force the place to get better.

“So what happened?”

“Saw the President speak. Nashua.”

“That was all it took?”

Josh nods, leaning back in his chair, shakily, the panic seeming to have passed for now, undoing his tie with shaking hands, his eyes sliding closed.

“Thanks.”

Will’s knees are screaming in pain, throbbing in time with his hands, but he just awkwardly pats Josh on the knee, before collapsing back onto the carpet, the room spinning above him.

He’s learned that it’s an open secret in Washington that Rosslyn screwed the senior staff up but good, and Josh had taken the brunt of it.

But seeing the proof – the scars on Josh’s chest, the terror in his eyes that Will has only seen to date in veterans – is a whole different ballgame.

“How’d you know what to do?”

“Elsie used to have panic attacks when she was a kid,” Will says, feeling like he’s just run a marathon. “But really, I was just winging it.”

Josh huffs a little, almost amused, before falling silent again.

Will sits up, a little too fast, his head starting to spin again.

“We should see if anyone else-.”

But his throat closes up at the thought.

They can’t be the only two left here alive – wherever here is.

Josh nods, but Will can already sense he’s slipping back into the dark place he was only moments ago.

Will tries to muster the energy to stagger to his feet, but the door opens just then, Amy limping in with the help of CJ’s assistant, Carol, who seems a little green around the gills as she helps Amy over to Will’s seat.

“Are you guys okay?” Carol asks, looking from Will to Josh with a worried look on her face.

“We’re fine. You?”

“We’re fine too,” Amy says, a little weakly.

“Has anyone seen the President?”

It’s an awkward question, and Will hates to ask it, but it’s important too.

“Mrs. Bartlet was going to find him, right before…”

“I’m sure he’s fine,” Carol says, before putting a hand on Amy’s shoulder. “I’m going to go find CJ, alright?”

“Thanks, Carol.”

“Be careful,” Will calls, and Carol flashes him a grateful smile before disappearing.

“You boys enjoy the ride?” Amy asks.

“I knew there was a reason I hated flying,” Will says, to no one in particular, but he manages to pull himself to his feet.

#this has roughly 15k so far??#it's kicking me in the kidneys as any fic should #thank you again Sarah!! 💜#plane crash

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aew-needs-to-do-better · 16 days

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No, I am not over this shit.

People say that Tony should have forced a sit down between the Elite and Punk and hashed it out. First off, Punk and his people assaulted the Elite. And when they came back from suspension, they proceeded to bring back the company and redraw interest in their best of seven series with Death Triangle. What was Punk doing? Shitting on them. Refusing to go to WBD events which inadvertently cost him movie gigs ensuring that Punk would be working the rest of his life(btw Punk was having money problems hence why he ever came back to wrestling at all). When Kenny was working on a program with Will Ospreay in New Japan and doing business in AEW, Punk was shitting on Kenny on Instagram costing AEW business. The Elite ain’t say shit about shit. They worked. And when Punk did come back to Collision, the first thing he did was bar Hangman out of the arena and proceed to bury him for no reason. Then he proceeded to bury Page repeatedly on Collision until his one burial went too far as it was unwarranted. Page didn’t respond and Punk looked like a bitch.

Tony Khan offered Punk a big feud with Jericho. Punk wanted to embarrass the Elite and get over on the Elite. So he refused Jericho and focused on MJF. Yeah, when MJF got pinned clean by Dax and Punk came out with some rubber title? That was Punk trying to force a feud with MJF because Collision booked by Punk was hot garbage. He refused to compromise and get the biggest baby face in the company and make amends with the Elite without forcing litigation on them. Punk wanted to be on Dynamite but was forced in the corner that was Collision where his drawing power was diminished. His show sucked. And when the Elite resigned, Punk wanted to get himself fired and assaulted Perry after throwing him under the bus in the dirt sheets to get out.

Punk says the Elite versus CM Punk would have drawn but Elite did not want to work with someone who accosted them and was constantly hostile to them. Mind you, when Colt Cabana came to Punk to make amends and offered to do a program with Punk(a tag team with Page and anyone of Punk’s choosing), Punk would not speak to Cabanna without a lawyer present. And that’s the theme here. Punk was allowed to get his way but no one else was. He was never going to compromise on anything except the complete humiliation of the Elite. That’s all he would have settled for. Page and Young Bucks didn’t do shit and stop aggressing after All Out. Punk kicked out and talked down to Ryan Nemeth. Punk lost the confidence of the locker room who didn’t respect him.

Punk is a piece of shit. That’s all.

Edit: you know what. Here is a detailed summation of Punk’s AEW tenure and the little bullshit he was up to in a podcast.

#cm punk

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Family on the farm — Harry Styles

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Harry Styles, o fazendeiro de coração gentil, estava aproveitando um dia ensolarado em sua propriedade rural, cercado pela beleza da natureza. Sua esposa, S/N, estava ao seu lado, cuidando do jardim com amor. Eles eram abençoados com três filhos adoráveis, cada um deles com sua própria personalidade única.

Harry se abaixou para acariciar o cabelo loiro de sua filha mais velha, Emily, que estava brincando com sua bicicleta perto da cerca — Ei, minha princesa, como foi o seu dia?

Emily sorriu e balançou a cabeça — Foi divertido, papai! Eu e o Liam construímos uma cabana na árvore. Venha ver!

Harry riu e a seguiu até a cabana improvisada, admirando a habilidade dos pequenos empreiteiros.

— Uau, vocês fizeram um ótimo trabalho, Emily. Vocês são incríveis!

Do outro lado da propriedade, S/N estava cuidando dos animais com os gêmeos, Sarah e Liam. Eles eram uma dupla animada e cheia de energia, sempre prontos para ajudar em qualquer tarefa.

S/N riu enquanto Liam corria ao redor do celeiro, tentando pegar as galinhas — Liam, tenha cuidado! Não as assuste.

Ele parou por um momento, olhando para a mãe com um sorriso travesso — Mas mamãe, eu só quero brincar com elas. Elas são tão fofas!

S/N o abraçou com carinho.

— Eu sei, meu amor, mas as galinhas precisam de espaço para andar e se sentir seguras. Que tal ajudarmos a alimentá-las em vez disso?

Liam assentiu animadamente, segurando a mão da mãe enquanto caminhavam em direção ao galinheiro. Sarah seguiu-os de perto, segurando uma cesta cheia de milho.

— Eu amo os animais, mamãe — disse Sarah, seus olhos verdes brilhando de admiração — Quando eu crescer, também quero ser fazendeira como você e o papai!

S/N sorriu orgulhosa — Você pode ser qualquer coisa que quiser, querida. Seu pai e eu estaremos sempre aqui para apoiar seus sonhos.

Enquanto a família continuava suas atividades na fazenda, Harry sentiu uma onda de gratidão e amor por sua esposa e filhos. Ele estava cercado pelo melhor que a vida tinha a oferecer - uma família unida, a beleza da natureza e o amor incondicional que os envolvia.

Harry abraçou S/N, sussurrando suavemente em seu ouvido — Sinto-me tão abençoado por ter você e nossos filhos, S/N. Eles são nosso tesouro.

Ela sorriu e segurou a mão dele.

— Eu sinto o mesmo, Harry. Nossa família é o nosso maior orgulho. Juntos, podemos enfrentar qualquer desafio que a vida nos apresentar.

Enquanto o sol se punha no horizonte, Harry olhou para sua amada família e sabia que, independentemente de onde a vida os levaria, eles estariam sempre juntos. Os laços que os uniam eram tão fortes quanto as raízes profundas das árvores que cercavam sua propriedade.

Sentados ao redor de uma fogueira, S/N abraçou as crianças, sentindo-se grata por cada momento compartilhado — Vocês sabem o quanto amamos vocês, não é mesmo?

Emily assentiu, com os olhos brilhando de felicidade — Nós também amamos vocês, mamãe e papai. Somos a melhor família do mundo!

Liam, com sua típica energia, levantou-se e deu um grito de entusiasmo.

— Sim, somos aventureiros como caubóis e fazendeiros corajosos!

Todos riram com a animação de Liam, enquanto Sarah acrescentava com ternura —E também somos uma equipe. Sempre cuidamos uns dos outros."

Harry segurou as mãos de seus filhos e de S/N, sentindo o calor familiar em seu coração — Vocês são o nosso orgulho e nossa razão de viver. E lembrem-se, não importa o que aconteça, sempre teremos um lar cheio de amor e um lugar para voltar.

Enquanto a noite avançava, a família se reuniu em volta da fogueira, compartilhando histórias, risadas e sonhos para o futuro. Sob o céu estrelado, eles se sentiam conectados à terra, à natureza e uns aos outros, celebrando a beleza e a simplicidade da vida na fazenda.

E assim, a jornada da família Styles na fazenda continuou, com dias cheios de trabalho árduo, risos e momentos preciosos compartilhados. Harry e S/N sempre buscavam criar um ambiente amoroso e acolhedor, onde seus filhos pudessem florescer e encontrar sua própria paixão na vida.

Enquanto o tempo passava, a fazenda testemunhou o crescimento e a transformação dos filhos de Harry e S/N. Cada um deles encontrou seu próprio caminho na vida, mas sempre carregando consigo os valores e o amor que seus pais lhes transmitiram.

E, mesmo à medida que a família se expandia, com netos correndo pelos campos e novos desafios se apresentando, o espírito de união e amor inabalável permanecia, construindo alicerces sólidos para as gerações futuras da família Styles na fazenda.

Eles sabiam que, independentemente das mudanças que o tempo trouxesse, eles sempre encontrariam refúgio e felicidade naquela fazenda, onde as sementes do amor, da dedicação e do trabalho duro foram plantadas e cultivadas por gerações. E assim, o legado da família Styles naquela terra continuaria a florescer, criando uma história de amor e união que duraria para sempre.

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Judy's Relationship and Relationships

Family

Tillie and Jeremy (her Parents)

Unnamed Muffet's Biological Parents (Aunt and Uncle; Deceased)

Muffet Minnie/Pepper (Long-lost Cousin)

Icy de Spell (her EX-grandmother; Deceased and Disowed)

Trixie de Spell (her grandmother)

Mimi Pepper (Her Cousin)

Claude the Puppy/Dog (Cousin's Pet; Puppy/Dog)

Sandra (her Ancestor; Deceased)

Glinda (Muffet's Ancestor; Deceased)

Vanilla Kingsmen Minnie/Pepper (her Niece in the Adult Universe)

And all her families

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Friends

Mike Weld

Ecole Rivas

Misti the Dog/Kitsune

Matilda Weld

Josh Rivas

Ava Lee

Sarah Cabanas (You)

Sapphire the Dog/Kitsune

Samantha the Polter Dog/Kitsune

Laura Sanchez (Me)

Sardonyx the Polter Cat

Roger and Atta Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Aunt and Uncle)

Bart Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Brother)

Cera Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Older Sister)

Others Adopted Siblings Minnie (Bart and Cera's Siblings)

Mary Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Younger Sister of Roger and Atta's one of three Daughters)

Esmeralda Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Younger Sister of Roger and Atta's one of three Daughters)

Terrine Minnie (Muffet's Adopted Younger Sister of Roger and Atta's one of three Daughters)

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Lewis Pepper

Vivi Yukino

Arthur Kingsmen

Daniela Kingsmen/Schmidt

John Kingsmen

Jane Kingsmen

Tim (Muffet's boyfriend, later husband in the adult universe)

Arturo (Her Boyfriend)

and All her allies

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Enemies

Spinel (Her Former Friend, later Archenemy; who killed the bakers and deceased)

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josiejohnscn · 4 months

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Our Dearest Sarah ( @srahpaulsons ),

Another trip around the sun has passed, yet you only seem to get more fabulous every year! This Earth is truly blessed by your presence and talents, and we're even luckier to have a front row seat to the great (and sometimes a little loony!) show. You bring such a light to everyone who is lucky to know you, no matter if they're a new acquaintance or a lifelong friend. You sparkle and shine in that distinctly Sarah way, and on your birthday is no exception. We're so lucky to have you in our lives, and we're wishing you the happiest, healthiest year of them all!

Love,

Josie, Aaron, Wylda, Romy, Collins & Lennon ( @aarontaylorjohnscn )

Gift Includes:

A three night stay for 2 at Twin Farms, an Inclusive Vermont Resort & Spa

2 Biologique Recherche Bespoke Journey Facials

2 Massages (of your + your guest's choosing)

Pasta Making Lesson at Twiggs

Picnic at The Cabana

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Documents name alleged Jeffrey Epstein associates previously identified by accuser

Another batch of documents pertaining to the late sex offender Jeffrey Epstein was unsealed Tuesday.

The seven documents unsealed Tuesday total 1,482 pages. They're the last set to be made public pursuant to the court's order authorizing the release last month. Over 215 documents have been released since last week.

The unsealed documents include several depositions from Ghislaine Maxwell, one from Epstein, one from alleged Epstein victim Virginia Giuffre and another from Sarah Ransome, an alleged adult victim of Epstein, who was referenced throughout Monday's unsealing.

The records are part of a defamation lawsuit brought by Giuffre against Maxwell, Epstein's longtime companion, that the two settled in 2017. Epstein died by suicide in a Manhattan jail while awaiting trial on federal sex trafficking charges.

The Giuffre deposition included in the new batch comes from her testimony in a related defamation case filed by her lawyers against former Harvard Law professor Alan Dershowitz in a Florida state court. In that deposition, she names billionaire retail magnate Les Wexner as "one of the powerful business executives" that she was trafficked to.

In this March 15, 2005 file photo, Jeffrey Epstein and Ghislaine Maxwell attend The 2005 Wall Street Concert Series Benefitting Wall Street Rising at Cipriani Wall Street in New York.

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Following Epstein's death in August 2019, Wexner accused Epstein of misappropriating "vast sums" of his personal fortune more than a decade earlier.

Wexner stepped down from his executive role at L Brands – the conglomerate behind retail staples Victoria's Secret, Bath & Body Works and Pink – in February 2020.

Wexner's charitable foundation did not immediately respond to ABC News' messages seeking comment on the filings released Tuesday.

The deposition also contains the names of men Giuffre has previously claimed she had been trafficked to, including Britain's Prince Andrew, Hyatt Hotel chief Thomas Pritzker, the late artificial intelligence pioneer Marvin Minsky and the late New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson.

Pritzker and Richardson previously issued statements denying the allegations.

Minsky died in 2016, before Giuffre's allegations naming him were released in 2019 by the 2nd Circuit.

Giuffre's 2016 deposition also includes her claim that she met former President Bill Clinton not once but twice on Jeffrey Epstein's private Caribbean island toward the end of her time in Epstein's orbit in September 2002 – something he has denied.

Giuffre said she met Clinton "On Little Saint Jeff's," referring to the island properly known as Little Saint James

She claimed to have been at a dinner with Clinton and two girls: "Young, beautiful like every girl that's generally around Jeffrey."

The second meeting was also on the island and also involved a dinner, she said. "Very similar, I mean, there was a dinner, lots of laughing, lots of joking, it was just a dinner and then I didn't have to do anything with Bill Clinton, he was never sexually involved with me. I've never witnessed him sexually involved with anybody else. Jeffrey asked me for a massage after dinner and I went off to Jeffrey's cabana," she said.

Clinton, through a spokesman, denied in 2019 ever being on Epstein's island and said he was not aware of Epstein's criminal behavior.

No documentary evidence has been presented that Clinton was on the island.

Personal flight logs kept by one of Epstein's pilots -- which surfaced in separate lawsuits against Epstein -- showed that Clinton and his entourage had flown extensively on Epstein's jumbo-jet to international destinations such as Paris, Bangkok and Brunei in 2002 and 2003. But none of the available records included the former president on a trip to Epstein's island.

Maxwell also denied Clinton was ever on the island and Giuffre's efforts to depose the former president to ask him whether he had been on the island were rejected by a judge in June 2016.

In a January 2016 email to Maxwell, Epstein encouraged her to focus her effort to discredit Giuffre on Giuffre's version of "the clinton story" which he said could be "easily dsiporived," an apparent typo for "disproved."

Many of the documents released Tuesday have been unsealed and publicly available in various forms. The court is republishing them now with new portions unredacted.

The 134-page Epstein deposition had not been previously released but he was known to have invoked his Fifth Amendment right hundreds of times.

The records unsealed Monday included photos from Ransome and an exhibit that mentions discredited allegations Ransome made about Clinton, former President Donald Trump, Prince Andrew and Virgin Group founder Richard Branson. She later admitted the claims were false.

Neither Clinton, nor Trump, nor Branson was accused by Giuffre, or anyone else besides Ransome, of any wrongdoing in the course of Giuffre's defamation lawsuit against Maxwell. Trump has said he cut-off contact with Epstein many years ago.

In a statement to ABC News on Tuesday, the Virgin Group, on behalf of Branson, said Ransome's allegations against him are "false, baseless, and unfounded."

Prince Andrew has long denied allegations that he had sex with Giuffre on three occasions, as she has claimed in court records and interviews. In 2022, Andrew settled a case Giuffre brought against him.

Maxwell is serving a 20-year prison sentence after she was convicted in 2021 of aiding Epstein's sex trafficking of young women and girls. Her appeal will be heard in March.

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cosmiccabana · 5 months

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A supportive and sacred message leading into the holidays from Our Divine Mother, to be used for healing, emotional regulation and relationships.

Read this now and discover more of Mother Mary’s tips for your life at the Cosmic Cabana.

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filmes-online-facil · 2 years

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Assistir Filme Vingança à Sangue Frio Online fácil

Assistir Filme Vingança à Sangue Frio Online Fácil é só aqui: https://filmesonlinefacil.com/filme/vinganca-a-sangue-frio/

Vingança à Sangue Frio - Filmes Online Fácil

Protagonizado por Jean Reno (O Profissional), Vingança à Sangue Frio é um suspense eletrizante que vai surpreendê-lo até o último instante. Henry é um famoso assassino de aluguel aproveitando o isolamento de sua cabana à beira do lago no meio da região selvagem das montanhas Rochosas. Quando a paz de sua merecida aposentadoria é interrompida pela chegada de Melody (Sarah Lind), a sobrevivente de um terrível acidente, Henry deve decidir se arriscará sua própria vida para salvar a dela. Mas será que Melody é mesmo quem ela diz ser? E será que sua chegada foi mesmo apenas uma coincidência?

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Sinopse: "Presos em uma cabana remota no meio da floresta, visitantes lutam contra fantasmas, demônios e espíritos malignos que mudam de forma a todo instante. As armas dos vivos são uma motosserra, uma espingarda e antigos feitiços egípcios." Direção: Sam Raimi Produção: Robert Tapert, Alex De Benedetti, Irvin Shapiro Roteiro: Sam Raimi, Scott Spiegel Elenco: Bruce Campbell Sarah Berry Dan Hicks Kassie Wesley Richard Domeier Gênero: Terror / Comédia País: Estados Unidos Linguagem: Inglês Companhia(s) produtora(s): Rosebud Releasing / Renaissance Pictures Distribuição: Rosebud Releasing / Embassy Communications / De Laurentiis Entertainment Group / Palace Pictures (estrangeiro) 🎞 Tempo de execução do Filme: 1h 25m 📅 Data de lançamento: 29 de outubro de 1987 (Brasil) ⚠️ Classificação Indicativa: 🚫 16 Anos 🚫 🟡IMDb: 7,7 / 10 🧑🏻‍💻Eu: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ( 4/5 | 9 ) 🍅Rotten Tomatoes: 95% de Aprovação 🍅 CONSENSO CRÍTICO: "Os efeitos especiais aumentados de Evil Dead 2 e o gore pastelão o tornam tão bom - se não melhor - do que o original." #evildead #evildead2 #umanoitealucinante #umanoitealucinante2 #Terror #terrorsobrenatural #horror #horrormovies #Comédia #comediaterror #terrir #samraimi #brucecampbell #recomendaciones #classicosdocinema #decadade80 (em Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnLU3ciO5LE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#evildead #evildead2 #umanoitealucinante #umanoitealucinante2 #terror #terrorsobrenatural #horror #horrormovies #comédia #comediaterror #terrir #samraimi #brucecampbell #recomendaciones #classicosdocinema #decadade80

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eTown Jacksonville + Menlo Apartments | New Construction Jacksonville FL

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Looking for an energy-efficient neighborhood in Jacksonville to build your new home? Well don't go anywhere because I'm going to tell you why eTown is quickly becoming one of Jacksonville's most desirable neighborhoods to build in. Hi, I'm Sarah Schwartz, a local realtor in Jacksonville, Florida and your newest eTown Certified Agent!

eTown is conveniently located just southwest of I-295 off of 9B. This central location puts the community not far from everything Jacksonville has to offer. 20 minutes to the beach or downtown, 10 minutes from the city's largest shopping center and only 30 minutes to St. Augustine. It's one of the newest communities in Jacksonville that has everyone talking. It has something for everyone, from apartments to villas or townhomes, a Del Webb 55+ community and of course single-family homes of all sizes. The letter "e" in eTown stands for ease of living, eco-friendly and electric golf cart friendly with their 16 ft wide golf path leading straight to the amenity center. eTown is built around the belief that convenience, community, smart home technology and sustainability enhance the modern way of life. With that being said, they have an amazing 5 acre amenity center named Recharge. Recharge features a rooftop patio lounge, a high-tech fitness center, an outdoor yoga lawn, a resort style pool with three lap lanes, a kids playground and gathering spaces. Or, for your furry friends, Recharge also has a really great dog park with separate areas for small dogs and for big dogs.

Within eTown there are seven main neighborhoods. Six of which are named after famous inventors! Kettering, which features Providence and David Weekley Homes; Newton and Edison by Toll Brothers; Nobel and Marconi by David Weekley and ICI homes; then they have Del Webb by Pulte Homes and Menlo Luxury Apartments.

Scurrr, please pardon us for this brief interruption but I can't resist. The Menlo Apartments are quite stunning! They start with one bedroom and go up to three ranging from 678 to over 1300 square feet of modern living space. The Menlo Apartments come with smart home technology such as keyless entry, Wi-Fi thermostat and even remote controlled kitchen lighting. The Menlo Apartment Community has its own swimming pool with poolside cabanas, a billiards room, a 24-hour fitness club with HIIT or high intensity interval training equipment, a grand clubhouse with a coffee bar, I mean who doesn't love that, outdoor summer kitchens with gas grilles, several cozy fire pits, a half court basketball court and even a bark park with an indoor dog spa for cleaning them. Keeping with the efficiency theme of eTown, Menlo Apartments also features an electric car charging station and a bicycle exchange program. There are a number of outdoor lounge spaces including comfy couches, dining tables and even a projector screen, all within the grounds of Menlo Apartments!

Okay, now back to our regularly scheduled program. The total eTown community is 1,500 acres. That includes 1,900 residences. 500 of those will be within the 55 and up gated Del Webb community, which is pretty much a community within a community. They don't have access to the larger Recharge amenity center but they do have their own center including a 10,000 sq ft clubhouse which is projected to be finished in the Spring of 2022. It includes a large pool, gym, tennis courts, pickle-ball and bocce ball. eTown is only going to have 1,400 residences, while the rest of the land will be a mixture of businesses, shopping, a Publix grocery store, a local fire station, a baptist health medical center and plenty of natural preserve. In fact, 50% of the neighborhood, or 750 acres, is going to stay natural green space conservation!

They really put a lot of thought into this community and there are going to be a lot of trees and land that separate each neighborhood within eTown. There are so many events happening within eTown, it really gives the chance for everyone to get to know each other and to enjoy the community from within. The community releases an event sheet every month which has activities from Movie Night to Food Truck Friday to Wind Down Wednesday. Food trucks, wine.. sign me up! As a new construction buyer it is so important for you to have representation with you on your very first visit. Remember, site agents represent the builder, not you. Check out my video here on why it's so important to have a realtor with you when buying new construction. If you're interested; if you're interested; if you're interested; if you're interested; if you're interested - Take 27! If you're interested in learning more about living in eTown, contact me at (904) 207-1209 and let's go for a tour! If you liked the video above, be sure to Subscribe and check out this video on 13 Neighborhoods in 3 Minutes. That's all for today. Have a great week!

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