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readychilledwine · 6 months

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Kissed by Fire pt 1

Summary - Amelia Archeron, the oldest of the made sisters, sacrificed more than her sisters would ever understand, and more than she would ever allow them to know. Now, they want her to sacrifice her one chance at happiness, too.

Warnings - rhysand is kind of a dick, signs of depression and PTSD, trauma, implied EDs, kind of poisoning

An - and we begin 💜

Part 2

Rhysand tapped his fingers on the desk next to Amelia, his eyes narrowed as the oldest sister stared out the window.

She had been the last to wake up. She was withdrawn from them, constantly sat in the cushioned window ledge and wiping tears from her face.

He had expected more from Amelia. She was supposed to be a rock, a strong influence, yet here she was, mind lost in her grief, in her confusion, her longing for their father. “You need to get up,” he commanded. “You need to stand on your feet and be strong for your sisters. They need you.”

Amelia sighed deeply, that familiar weight of being the oldest pressing down on her shoulders once again.

It felt like carrying the weight of the world. It felt like being forced to sacrifice her own health and happiness for her sisters again.

It reminded her of nights spent in a brothel laid beneath some man she had no interest in for a small amount of coin. It reminded her of hiding the coins with Feyre's earnings so no one would ask questions or ask if she was okay.

“If my adult sisters are making the choice to hide in a room and refuse to eat, how exactly would me going and demanding that of them make a difference?”

Rhysand rolled his eyes, scoffing at the question. “You never cared for them while you all were starving in that cabin,” Amelia flinched at the accusation. “The least you could do is pretend to care now.” She looked away from him as the first night spent in the whorehouse, handing her virginity away to a complete stranger twice her age came forward.

She didn't see Rhysand's face fall, his eyes becoming sympathy as you stood. “Right. I forgot about Feyre's pretty story of how she kept our family afloat.” The true sentence should have been, “I forgot she didn't know,” yet Amelia stuck to her self defense. “I will try. Do not expect me to join you, though.”

Nesta, Elain, and Amelia ate in silence in Amelia's room. If you could call what the three of them did eating.

Nesta pushed the food around. Elain stared out the window. Amelia sat there, shivering despite being the closest to the fire and in heavy wool socks and a sweater provided by the House.

She could feel a chill deep inside of her. Like the Cauldron had left a reminder deep inside of her of what happened. “Have you two been cold since-” she couldnt even finish the sentence, but she didn't need to.

Elain shook her head softly. ��No, just. Lost.”

Nesta also shook her head before smiling sadly. “Have you tried to bathe yet?” Amelia paled at the idea. She had several times. Hoping the hot water would melt the ice settling in her veins and bones. “I had the same reaction,” Nesta sad softly.

Elain also nodded, tears streaming down her face, “It's like bathing takes me right back there. I cam feel it burning my skin all over again from how cold it was, I feel myself struggling to breathe, i-” Amelia silenced her younger sister with a hand on hers.

“Don't, little tulip. Don't talk about it unless you're ready to.” Elain leaned into her, closing her eyes as Amelia ran her fingers through her soft hair. “I'm sorry I can't fix this.”

Nesta smiled for the first time in a week. “You aren't a miracle worker, Lia. We don't expect you to fix it.”

Amelia's dreams that night had her transporting to a cabin. It was warm with a soft fire crackling in the background as she looked around. She could hear the voices of two males in another room. One was deep and smooth, although somewhat sarcastic as he spoke to a deep familiar voice. Shadows trailed through Amelia's fingers and the voices stopped. A door opening and footsteps coming towards her.

Amelia shot awake, her eyes adjusting to the darkness to a figure sitting on her bed. Rhysand had his hands holding his nose, his eyes glazed over slightly. “Do you know where you just were?” She shook her head, take a few deep breaths and then the tea he offered her. “I need you to drink that. You followed Azriel on a mission. In your sleep.”

He looked up sighing heavily. “You didn't fully transport your body there. Just your soul and mind. I need you to drink that so you don't do it again.”

Amelia sniffed it, eyes watering at how bitter it smelled. “What is it?”

Rhys looked at her, eyes cold as he distanced himself from what he was asking her to do. “It's faebane. It'll put whatever the fuck the Cauldron did to you to sleep.”

Rhys laid Amelia down, having watched her finish the cup and fall into a drug induced sleep. He sensed Azriel landing at the house and waited.

The Spymaster pushed Amelia's balcony doors open, looking between her and Rhysand. “How? That cabin is heavily warded to protect-”

Rhys held a hand up. “Amren is looking into it. Until we have an answer, we keep her on a low dose faebane to keep her powers locked down and quiet.”

Azriel looked at him, slightly shocked. “So poison her instead of helping her control it? Rhys, we know better than this. Her powers will eat her alive.”

“We will figure it out before than, Azriel.” Rhys looked at Amelia, watching as she shivered. “Did he have any ideas for helping her stay warm?”

Azriel nodded, pulling out a heavy sweater in a cream and another in burgundy, and then a soft fluffy pumpkin colored blanket. They reeked of cinnamon and apples, the fabric was unnaturally warm after having been enchanted. “He says we owe him.”

Rhys rolled his eyes. “Of course we do. The snake doesn't do a single thing unless it benefits him.” he took the blanket, thanking Azriel softly before tucking Amelia in and listening as she released a soft content sigh. She snuggled deeply into her new blanket, shivering stopping almost immediately. “Did he say what he wants?” Rhys moved her hair out of her face. Guilt eating him alive as he saw how peaceful she looked in this forced state.

“He'll call us when he's ready.”

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tarotwithlove · 3 months

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PICK A CARD ⋆ most important relationship of this year (timeless + any connection)

reminder that this is a general reading and messages found here may not apply to everyone. take what resonates, leave what doesn't, and don't force anything if it does not fit.

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GROUP ONE

cards · strength, queen of pentacles, the high priestess, justice, pink lotus fairy: a time for spirit.

songs · heat lightning by mitski. heartless by polo g. dreamer by nct 127. reflections by the neighbourhood.

my dear group one ♡ the most important relationship that you will have this year is a friendship. this is someone you meet in a spiritual setting, such as at a temple, or in a yoga or religious class.

you may have a shared teacher or bond over your shared spiritual path and believes -- which may be different from the believes of the people around you. this friend may come in the form of this spiritual teacher themselves. in any case, you may feel as if you finally have someone who you can confide in and relate to; someone who makes you feel understood. welcome, where you may have in the past felt like a misunderstood outsider.

this friend may be a bit older than you, but this age difference doesn’t make much of a difference to you and how well you get along. they will not look down at you at all or patronise you -- even when they do go out of their way to educate you.

GROUP TWO

cards · page of wands (reversed), knight of swords, strength, the star, angel of alchemy: miracle.

songs · unfuckwitable by zayn. something by tvxq! today is not real by the front bottoms. yes, and? by ariana grande.

my dear group two ♡ the most important relationship that you will have this year is a romantic relationship. though this may be a toxic relationship, or a relationship that only adds stress and pressure to your life.

you may find yourself basing your entire sense of self-worth on what others think of you, especially what this romantic partner thinks of you. in pursuit of their approval and affection, you may make this person your whole life. you may put them on a pedestal. disregarding your own well-being for the sake of theirs.

this relationship is important to you because of how it acts as a vehicle for your own personal self-growth. it pushes you to focus on yourself, to trust yourself, to set and stand on your boundaries, and, through it all, to realise exactly what you are worth and what you deserve out of love and life.

this relationship will make you stronger -- though, while actually going through the ups and downs of this relationship, you may not see how.

GROUP THREE

cards · the fool, eight of wands, king of wands, knight of wands, faceless ghosts and the haunted girl: ghost people.

songs · muthaleficent by bbymutha. sweet and sour by amelia moore. bank by brockhampton. is it me? by baekhyun.

my dear group three ♡ the most important relationship that you will have this year is a romantic relationship. though, more importantly, this may also be the relationship with yourself. for some of you, this may be your first relationship, or it may just be your first serious relationship.

this relationship may come into your life when you make a big change in your life -- such as move away from home, start a new job or new school, or transfer from one environment to another. this change may also come in the form of you changing your expectations about what you want from a relationship and how you go about seeking romantic relationships.

the more you focus on yourself this year -- by refusing to download tinder again, by refusing to give just anyone the time of day, by prioritising yourself and your career and your own personal success -- you will see how this relationship comes into your life. which, in many ways, may be your ideal relationship. once you two meet, things may move fast; which may prove why it took so long for this relationship to come into your life to begin with.

GROUP FOUR

cards · death, eight of pentacles (reversed), wheel of fortune (reversed), five of cups, violet angel: breaking dawn.

songs · be nice to me by the front bottoms. i need love by dkb. words i shouldn’t have by neek. demonology by bbymutha.

my dear group four ♡ the most important relationship that you will have this year is a familial relationship. this is someone who comes back into your life, or who you invite back into your life after a period of no-contact.

while you may have valid reasons for having cut this person off, they may have made material and fundamental changes in their life and/or personality that make reconciliation seem worth it. such as, getting sober or apologising for hurting you when you were younger.

this may be difficult for you at first, and you may have many hurdles to overcome, but you may find it important to do so. this may be because you have children and you don’t want them to grow up without this person in their life, or because you’re getting married and you’d like to have them at your wedding. for some -- for most -- this may not be a complete reconciliation, but may rather be a form of seeking closure.

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ice-creamforbreakfast · 1 year

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🔔Slay Belles - A Custom Content Set by Ice-CreamForBreakfast and Joliebean ❄️

Ho! Ho! Ho! You’ve heard of the Queen of Christmas (she lost the trademark bid, besties), but make room in your sims’ closets for the Queens of Frump and Sensible Ladieswear this holiday season! Joliebean and Ice-Creamforbreakfast present the Slay Belles Set! This festive collection comes complete with enough glitter, sequins, gold leaf and shiny, shiny fabric to send Liberace’s ghost into a tailspin, so if that’s your thing, put your sunglasses on and get ready!

Download Ice-CreamForBreakfast’s Part here! Download @joliebean’s part here! (Patreon - Available for all from 22nd December 2022)

Descriptions after the cut:

Yasmeen Combo (50 Swatches and accessory overlay) – A 90s style top and pants combo adorned with a gold belt that’ll shine hard enough to dazzle your friends and daze your enemies.

Aliona Dress (55 Swatches) – A strapless, glittering mermaid gown cut down to there. It’ll take a Christmas miracle or five rolls of tape to hold her in place.

Amelia Dress (55 Swatches) – Be your own glitter ball with this structured, sequined mini-dress!

Rene Dress (50 Swatches) – Make a statement as you enter the room in this silk dress, complete with gold chain straps and a daring side-slit!

It’s Time Jumpsuit (50 Swatches) – It’s tiiiiime! Make the holidays….glitter in this sequined, fur trimmed jumpsuit, inspired by the Queen of Christmas (not copyrighted) herself!

Queen of Christmas Boots (26 Swatches) – Like cheese and wine or a Cliff Richard CD and a microwave, these fur trimmed boots are the perfect pairing for the It’s Time Jumpsuit!

Maia Earrings (3 Swatches) – Make a statement with these bold, 90s door-knockers. Just don’t turn your head too quickly or you’ll knock yourself out.

Astrid Earrings (3 Swatches) – Iridescent and surprisingly sharp, these snowflake-shaped earrings are a real conversation starter.

Helena Earrings (3 Swatches) – Gold leaf suspended in glass for a more modern take on the traditional festive earrings.

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samwinchesterdefender · 5 months

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sam winchester and dogs - analysis

nobody really seems to talk about this. the other day, i saw that clip of sam and dean going through the memory of the time sam ran away for the first time in a while, and it made me think. we only see sam with dogs a handful of times in the series, at least owning them, and there’s a reason for that— dogs are a symbol of imperfect happiness for sam winchester.

⚠️there will be MAJOR spoilers in this post⚠️

example 1 - bones

we see bones in the episode when dean and sam are going through some of their best memories. one of sam’s is the time he ran away for two weeks and hid somewhere with a dog he found—bones—and lived off “funions and mr pibb”. people often criticize him for this in favor of dean, because dean tells him that john beat him for losing sam. however, people don’t really seem to mention the backstory for this (probably? not all the details line up, but this is seemingly the first time sam ran away) that we got for this later in the episode with sully.

in the episode, we get flashbacks of one part of sam’s childhood: dean and john were on another hunt and wouldn’t let him come with. he had asked sully, “ever think… about running away?” which sparked a conversation about sam’s future which ended in sam deciding to actually run away and ended with a cut back to present day.

sam had decided to run away because he was tired of feeling unvalued and hated the way he was currently living. he didn’t really hate his family— he was just a kid sick of being alone with no promise of change soon. when he ran away, though, he was still alone. he was just alone without promise of dean and john being home in a few days. he thought it would fix his problems, but it didn’t. he didn’t have the greatest relationship with john, but he did love dean. he didn’t really show it as a kid but dean was the only one who showed him real love, and he needed that. he didn’t have that anymore.

this is the first instance sam is shown owning a dog, and it comes after sam ran away for something he thought would fix his life but ended up not really measuring up in the end. he was ripped back from his little adventure right back into his old life. he couldn’t escape. he was free,

but he didn’t have dean.

example 2 - riot

one of the WORST plot lines on this show. i’ll say that. weird choice for sam. regardless, it stands with the analysis.

we all know how sam hit the dog and went to live with amelia instead of looking for dean. it came from the idea that dean used that one time they had evidently agreed on where if one of them died, the other would live a normal life. personally i don’t think sam would have actually done this at this point in the show, but whatever. dean had lisa and ben, and this was sam’s version. sam’s chance at normalcy. we see bits of his life with amelia develop over multiple episodes, and he was even living with her. amelia made him happy. and they really showed that dog a lot.

the dog lived with them, obviously. the second instance of sam owning a dog. sam was trying to start this new life for himself of being a guy who settles down with someone and lives his life in peace. of course, that didn’t really end up working for him, as he left amelia to go back to hunting.

yet again, we have a dog present during a time sam was trying to escape his problems and start over. sam was starting to get this life for himself that he never really thought he would have, but that he always had as an unattainable dream. he was free,

but he didn’t have dean.

example 3 - miracle

the final instance shown of sam owning a dog. dean had found this one, which, as we’ve seen from the takeaway of the two previous examples, was actually foreshadowing of dean’s death in the final episode.

unfortunately, we all remember how 15x20 starts with sam and dean in a semi-normal life. they’ve beat chuck. they’ve saved the world multiple times, and lost so many people in the process. they finally get some normalcy, while still keeping up the little hunting jobs. and then dean somehow dies on that damn rusty rebar.

immediately proceeding is what i can remember through heavy tears as an extremely sad montage of sam living his life without dean, permanently, with parallels to earlier scenes in the episode. then we get that shot of sam and miracle watching dean’s body burn.

dean had unknowingly found sam a companion before he died. this was what sam had left of his big brother. a dog. he took that dog with him when he left the bunker, and took care of him until the day he died. they had both loved that dog. sam had gotten a taste of a free life— a free life with his brother, unshackled by world-threatening evils. that was then forcibly taken away from him in an instant. he was once again alone. alone with miracle. he was free,

but he didn’t have dean.

#sam ily #sam winchester #sammy winchester #dean winchester #sam and dean #supernatural #spn #supernatural analysis #sam meta #THIS IS NOT WINCEST WINCESTIES DO NOT INTERACT

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frostandflamesfanfic · 1 year

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Recipe for Family (Steve Harrington x Reader)

Recipe for Family (Rated G)

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Word Count: 2.0k

Warnings: None, except tooth-rotting fluff (I was in a mood guys)

Summary: Set Post-ST4. The year is 1990. Everyone has moved on since the events of Vol. 2 and living their lives, Steve more than others. He finally has everything he's ever wanted. Now it's Thanksgiving in Hawkins and he begins to realize more and more about what he's grateful for...and a lot of it has to do with you and the micro-clones you call your family.

“Are we sure that’s everything?”

“Potatoes, cranberry sauce, turkey’s in the oven…I think that’s everything, babe.” Steve’s eyes raked over the rows of platters which were currently littered across the kitchen island. This was one of the first times he could really remember seeing his parents’ kitchen full of this much life and chaos.

Actually, that was a lie.

The first time the Harrington family kitchen at this level of chaos was in the early days of your relationship, when you had first started dating. Steve had mentioned how much he had disliked the holiday season. What point was there to celebrating the holidays if you didn’t have people to share it with? This had evidently been a mistake to tell you, as on the morning of that Thanksgiving, you and Dustin were perched on his doorstep with an abundance of shopping bags and baked goods.

The three of you had spent most of the day together in the kitchen, crafting a holiday meal fit for the whole party. Well, if Steve was being honest, it was more so a duo rather than a trio effort. Dustin had thought it would be helpful to “monitor” your progress by shouting random encouragement from his spot at the island, a bag of chips at his side. Steve couldn’t complain though. It had been one of the best Thanksgivings of his life. He tried so hard to memorize every detail of the day, from the way you shared your grandmother’s secret sweet potato recipe to how many times a stray lock of hair would fall into your eyes.

Now here he was, five years later in the same situation. Except things were a little different now. Thanksgiving was still meant to be shared with his friends, but now everyone had all grown up. The kids he used to babysit were college students now, having just come home to Hawkins for the first time since August. He and Dustin still spoke every chance they had, the young genius being the reason Steve’s phone bill is so damn expensive nowadays. The kid just had to be smart enough to get into Columbia.

Another big change was that Steve now owned his parents’ home. After some protest, they moved out after giving their son the keys and lived in a retirement community just outside of Hawkins. They still don’t talk to him, but that’s okay. He finally came to terms with something truly important: they may have been family by blood, but they weren’t the family that mattered. No, because that was you. . .

. . .and your two daughters: Amelia and Emery.

One year after the chaos of Vecna and the great Hawkins earthquake of ‘86, during your two year anniversary, Steve had finally mustered up the courage to ask you the big question. Proposing seemed a lot easier when he first bought the ring. He planned the whole night: a movie, dinner by candlelight, he even wrote an entire speech. Yet in the heat of the moment, all words simply left him except for those four crucial ones.

He still can’t believe you said yes, not to mention that you gave him two little miracles at once. The twins were three years old now and looking more and more like you every day. However, you still swear that Em has the start of his famous hair and striking hazel eyes. There was nothing Steve loved more than coming home after every long shift to his girls. Every day, without fail, they put the biggest smile on his face as they clung to his leg and held on for dear life as he made exaggerated steps toward you to share a gentle kiss of hello.

“I still feel like we’re missing something,” you mused to yourself as you absentmindedly wiped flour off on your apron. You had been cooking for almost three days straight to make sure that there would be enough food for the stampede of guests arriving in the next few hours. “Did we get the rolls from that bakery Max likes? And the special butter for Will? I know certain dairy bothers his stomach.”

“Babe, relax.” Steve pressed a kiss to your flour-covered cheek. “We have everything. Don’t forget, Robin and Nance are bringing over the green-bean casserole. Jonathan and Will were in charge of the stuffing and Eddie’s bringing over the mulled cider with Argyle.”

“I better not see any weird pineapple covered sides or joints being passed around,” you said with a sigh. Steve watched as your nose scrunched up into that little wrinkle he loved so much. He wished he could lean forward and kiss it off your face entirely, but there were much more important matters at hand. You would certainly kick his ass if he fell behind schedule due to stealing some private time.

Instead, Steve turned his attention to his current challenge: baking the perfect pumpkin pie. “Don’t worry, beautiful,” he tried to soothe as he prepped the pie tin. “Everything is going to be okay. Just head upstairs and get ready. I’ll finish up what’s left.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, now go before I pick you up and drop you in that bedroom myself.”

You smirked. “Is that a threat, Mr. Harrington?”

“No,” he replied. “It’s a promise. Although I can’t promise I’ll be too willing to leave if I have to take you up there myself.” He picked up a nearby dish towel and playfully snapped it in your direction. “Now hurry up. Our guests of honor will be here soon.”

You shook your head with a ghost of a smile, making sure to press a kiss to his lips before you sauntered over to the stairs. Steve rolled his eyes and felt the corner of his own lips pull up into a smirk as you purposefully swayed your hips when taking the first stair.

As he rolled out the final pie crust on the calendar, Steve felt a squeeze around his right leg. Looking down, he caught sight of messy sun-kissed chocolate ringlets and big hazel eyes that shone as bright as stars. “Daddyyyyyy,” came the high-pitched and dramatic cry from his daughter. “When can you pway?”

Steve chuckled. “Soon baby, okay?” He reassured her with a warm smile. “Daddy has to finish making these pies. Why don’t you go and make a card for Uncle Dustin with Amy?” He gestured to the living room, where her lighter-haired sister was happily scribbling atop the paper on the coffee table, eyes glued to the television before her.

His mini-doppelganger gave a huff of indignation far too mature for any five-year-old girl. “But ‘wan play wiff you!”

“Soon, Em. I promise. Daddy just needs to finish the pies.”

Emery tilted her head and Steve had to fight the urge to push back a loose strand of her hair back with flour covered fingers. She appeared to be contemplating something, raising a tiny index finger to her lower lip in thought. The action reminded Steve of you and how you’d nervously play with or bite your lips when deep in thought. “Can I helps?”

A warmth blossomed in Steve’s heart and flooded his entire body. He felt the smile which toyed on his lips threaten to split his face in half. His daughter was asking to help him with something; he could teach her something. “Of course, sweetheart,” he mused. “Now let’s wash those hands before we put the crust in the tin, okay?”

One singing of “happy birthday” and cloud of flour later, Steve held Em’s tiny hands in his own as they pressed the pie dough into the tin together. She was standing on the step-stool the two of you decided to buy early on. It was a preparation purchase for when the girls were a bit older and you wanted to encourage them to do things themselves. The fact that his three-year-old– his very own daughter– was standing in front of him using the steps shocked Steve to the core. This little person was someone he helped to create. She was growing up a little more every single day and it amazed him that this could happen with someone so tiny.

He watched as she stuck her tongue out in concentration when stabbing the dough bottom with a fork. It was only meant to get the air pockets out of the crust, but to young Emery, it was a life or death mission. After they pre-baked the crust, Steve let Em mix up the bowl of pumpkin filling…and maybe be the unofficial taste tester. Someone had to make sure it passed inspection, right?

“WAIT!” Em screeched as Steve reached over her head to pick up the tin to put it in the oven once they finished scooping the filling. He smiled in confusion as she reached over to stick her finger in the filling and dragged it through.

“What are you doing, sweetheart?” he asked.

“Uncwe Will says a good artist always signs theiwe work!” Em answered proudly. She leaned back slightly once she was done, tiny index finger pointing to the squiggles now etched in the pie. “Emewy…and Daddy!”

Steve could have melted into a puddle right then and there if he could.

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Nothing could have prepared Steve when he saw you come down the stairs a few hours later. While he had dressed up in a navy button down and slacks, you had somehow transformed into a work of art. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you as you moved from setting the table to adjusting the pigtails you put in Amy’s hair. God, how did he ever get so lucky?

When you finally caught his stare, you smiled and walked over in his direction. “Hey there, handsome,” you quipped. “What’s captured your attention?”

“You,” came the smooth reply. “Always you. Can’t believe I got so lucky."

“I think,” you started as you smoothed out the collar of his shirt, “that I’m the lucky one.”

Before he could say more, guests began arriving and the rest of the night sped by in a blur. The Harrington household was filled with the sounds of laughter and silverware tapping against plates. Eddie and Dustin caught up with Mike and Lucas, lamenting about the various adventures of their Dungeons and Dragons groups. They had planned to get the rest of Hellfire to complete some kind of oneshot over the break, but Steve lost the ability to understand what they were talking about somewhere around the introduction of the land of Frotsgaard.

You were catching up with Nancy and Robin, who had moved out to New York to focus on their education and careers. After graduation, Nancy started work as a cub reporter for the New York Times, whereas Robin decided to study theater and English at NYU. They had just gotten a small apartment near 8th Ave that they absolutely couldn’t wait to decorate. Robin was already talking about Christmas trees, much to Nancy’s chagrin.

Em was practically bursting at the seams to talk about her pumpkin pie that she had baked with Steve. She told everyone about her design and proudly showed off her signature to Will, who grinned and ruffled her hair. He called her a natural artist, which only made her squeal with happiness more. Amy took that as an opportunity to show off her latest drawing to Dustin, who promised to hang it up in his dorm as soon as he got back.

At one point in the evening, Steve reached over to tuck a stray hair behind your ear and kiss your temple. He brought his chair closer and wrapped an arm around your waist. As Robin continued to describe her latest class in a very animated fashion, he could feel you relax in his hold. He pressed another kiss against your skin, this time against the corner of your mouth. “I love you,” he whispered in your ear.

This was all he truly needed.

Growing up, the holidays may not have been anything special for Steve. He would have traded anything to have a kinder family, to have parents that cared. But with the family he has now? The love he found with you, the happiness he feels with your girls? He wouldn’t change that for the world. For once in his life, Steve spent Thanksgiving happy and actually thankful for those in his life.

And that’s all he could ever ask for.

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Author's Note: To my American readers, happy thanksgiving! I'm actually surprised I was able to draft and write this idea just in time for the holiday. In all, this took me about 3 hours to write and format. As you can tell, I am still head over heels for domestic Steve Harrington, especially dad!Steve. I had this idea and just knew it needed to be written down. I hope to write more dad!Steve in the future because his interactions with little Em are just precious.

If you want to see more fics like this on my blog, make sure to drop a comment and reblog this post. Likes are appreciated, but it's the reblogs that really help spread the word about my writing and send the happy emotion chemicals into my singular brain cell. Want to join my taglist? Shoot me a message, an ask, or even reply to this post and I'll be sure to tag you! :)

Finally, if you have ideas for dad!Steve, send me your thoughts and maybe I'll have the motivation to craft a fic from it. Either way, I'll definitely be responding and sharing the love for our guy. Until next time, my lovely sparks! <3

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gennyanydots · 10 months

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This is an official distress call, over

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x f! Reader

Part of the Spitfire Universe. Can be read as a stand-alone but best enjoyed if you have some background.

Summary: Unca Wooster is having such a great day, especially since his favorite nephew is having an extended sleepover at his house. His girlfriend is even calling him in the middle of the day which she hardly ever does! Such a great day…… oh no.

Bradley was having such a great day.

He made pancakes for breakfast.

He got Eli to school on time.

He got to see his girlfriend for a minute or two at drop off.

He made it to work on time.

He got to fly.

Just such a great day. He’s been loving all of the extra Unca Wooster time he’s been getting in. Jake and his wife wanted to go away for an extended weekend for their anniversary and Bradley was first in line to watch his favorite nephew. He might have thrown some elbows to beat out Coyote but nobody needs to know that. (He’s not sorry)

Penny, Mav, and Amelia have Ellie for the weekend. Mav made sure to pull Bradley aside and let him know that if he needed help with Eli to just let them know.

Pshaw! Why would he need help with Eli? He’s the best kid ever! Bradley still wonders how Hangman could have made such a great kid. Must have been all his wife’s genes because he definitely doesn’t see Jake in the kiddo at all.

Bradley was on his lunch break when he noticed his phone vibrating in his pocket.

A surprise call from his girlfriend! See?! Best day ever!

“Hey baby, to what do I owe the pleasure?” He says as he answers his phone.

“Bradley, what the f word did you do?!?!” His girlfriend scream-whispers to him on the phone.

Huh. He wasn’t expecting that at all. What could he have done? He’s been having the best day ever so clearly it had to be nothing.

“Ummmmmm nothing? What are you talking about? What’s wrong, honey?”

He hears you sigh, “What did you watch last night with Eli?” He can hear some sort of commotion where you are but can’t quite make heads or tails of it. Probably in your classroom, which you shouldn’t be, you should be on your lunch break right now.

Bradley thinks back, they watched a lot of stuff, “Umm Paw Patrol, we watched some Bluey, threw in some Wild Kratts for educational purposes, and then I think Jaws was on when he was falling asleep. I put him to bed once it was over.”

“You let a baby watch Jaws?!?!” You scream-whisper at him again.

“Hey! He’s not a baby! He’s a big boy. He barely watched it. He fell asleep after like 20 minutes.”

“I’m gonna beat your a word. I really am. Is Phoenix there? Let me talk to her.”

“Why the violence, honey? I’m sure he’s fine,” Bradley assumes.

“Oh my sweet naive and dumb boyfriend. You think he’s okay? That’s cute. That’s really cute. Super cute. He’s definitely not clinging to me right now sobbing and telling me he’s never going in the ocean again because he’s going to get ‘eated by the scary gray shark in the water.’ and he definitely isn’t refusing to lay down because what if a shark gets him in his sleep,” you say exasperatedly.

Ohh. Fuck. Shit.

“I shouldn’t have let him watch Jaws,” Bradley said as he hung his head.

“Ya think?! Oh my God. I can’t believe you let him watch that. You’re never getting him to sleep tonight. It was a miracle the rest of the class went down for naps because when one overtired kid cries then they all cry. And they were all asking me why Eli won’t go in the ocean anymore and why sharks are scary.”

Bradley winces. Maybe he could wear him out a little when he picks him up. Let him play for hours at the playground.

He hears his girlfriend sigh then hears a kissing noise that he assumes went onto his nephew’s head. Poor little guy.

“Before you even ask I already told him I would come over and help protect him. He’s clung to me all morning and if his parents aren’t home and it’s just you then he clearly needs a responsible adult.”

“Hey now, I’m a responsible adult,” Bradley grumbles.

“But are you? Because you let him watch Jaws and I don’t think you’re allowed to be in charge of the tv anymore,” you say. He can hear you mumbling something to Eli.

“That’s….. fair. That’s a fair choice. You are in charge of the tv.”

“Okay I gotta go. I’ll see you in a bit. I’m gonna google some shark week stuff that shows sharks NOT eating people to help this little boy out.”

“Okay I’ll see you in a bit. Bye honey. Tell Eli I love him and that I would never let anything happen to him,” Bradley said with a sigh.

“You got it. Bye Bradley,” you say before the call disconnects.

Bradley runs a hand down his face.

“Why so glum?” A voice asks, walking up from behind him.

“I did something stupid,” Bradley explains while he turns to look at Phoenix.

Phoenix laughs, “What else is new? So what’d you do?”

“I traumatized Eli.”

Phoenix smacks Bradley’s arm, “Why the hell would you do that?! That poor sweet boy!”

Bradley pulls his arm closer to him then rubs it, “Ow! Don’t hit me!”

Phoenix leers at Bradley, “Don’t do stupid things. What. Did. You. Do?”

Bradley sighs, “I let Eli watch a little bit of Jaws last night and now he’s terrified of the ocean and won’t nap because he’s scared a shark is going to get him in his sleep. Don’t worry, I already got yelled at over it.”

Phoenix gasps, “You should lose custody. Like immediately. No more Eli for you.”

“My girlfriend said she’s coming over tonight because Eli needs a responsible adult,” Bradley explains.

Phoenix laughs, “Only you would get yelled at and then essentially grounded by your girlfriend.”

“Jake’s wife grounds us all, all the time.”

Phoenix shakes her head and points at Bradley, “No, she grounds you all. She’s never grounded me. I don’t do stupid stuff like this.”

Bradley grumbles.

“Well let me know if your girlfriend can’t stay the whole weekend and Eli needs a different responsible adult. I’m happy to help,” Phoenix smirks at Bradley.

“I got him. I won’t do something like this again. Promise.”

“Suuuuuure ya do,” Phoenix says as she shakes her head at Bradley.

When Bradley went to pick Eli up that afternoon Eli raced into Bradley’s arms, scrambling to get picked up.

“Woah buddy! Slow down! I got ya,” Bradley says as he scoops Eli up to gently set him on his hip.

“I can’t be down, Unca Wooster, I can’t!” Eli said as he hid his face against Bradley’s chest.

It was then that it hit Bradley just how bad he messed up. Poor kiddo. He felt so bad.

He watched as you walked over to the two of them holding Eli’s backpack, “He can’t be down, Unca Wooster, he can’t.” You shook your head as you handed Bradley Eli’s backpack.

Bradley holds Eli close as he leans to speak to you, “I’m gonna fix this.”

You shake your head, “No, I AM going to fix this. Don’t worry. I got a plan. You’re taking us to the aquarium tomorrow by the way. I’ll see you in a bit.” You wink at Bradley as you walk back towards the rest of your students.

Bradley sure hopes you have a plan because he sure as hell doesn’t.

#bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x female reader #rooster x f!reader #spitfire universe

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multifandominfj · 5 months

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I have watched this movie a total of five times now, and I’m completely enamored and in love with this movie. Ali and Humberly make my cheeks sore every time I’ve watched because all I did was smile and squee with joy watching one of my favorite holiday romance stories of all time.

I’m a sucker for a fake dating trope, it’s one of my favorites. And to see a movie where the two leads already don’t have to come out, not made a big deal of them being lesbians and have a healthy relationship with their parents was an added treat.

Now, for some of my favorite moments.

The first one being the exchange of the gloves. The fact that not only were they MATCHING, but the flirtatious texting had me gushing. That moment was so “Carol” coded, and I’m here for it.

The next one being the work Christmas party and where Amelia walks Daniella to her door. I think that was THE moment in the movie where they both realized they liked each other. “She’s the most unexpected Christmas Miracle.” ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! That was just so cute! Them dancing with each other at the party made my heart are warm and mushy, and where they both happen to gaze between each other’s eyes and lips at Daniella’s door; I was practically shouting “HEY, YOU TWO SHOULD KISS” at my tv.

The last is where both of the family helps with the declaration of love. I want someone to shout their love for me from the rooftops, while showing my photos of our favorite memories. They are beyond adorable when they act shy while telling each other how they feel.

AND THE KISSES ! Not only did we get one with the love declaration, but another at their Christmas dinner. They were perfect.

This movie is perfection, and it’s in my Top 5 favorite Christmas movies of all time. I hope Ali and Humberly know how many holidays they’ve made brighter with this movie. How many people they’ve made feel loved during a time of the year when they feel alone. I know they’ve helped me a great deal. ��️

#friends and family christmas #hallmark movies #hallmark #humberly gonzalez #ali liebert #ali liebert has got me questioning everything about my sexuality #humberly gonzalez had me blushing the entire time #these movies are for queer girls #queer stories matter #sapphic representation matters #women the sapphics love

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bravenew-what · 11 months

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Me: *reposts on Facebook about the progress I’ve made from working out regularly and gets Hella praise*

Me: *has a nightmare and anxiety attack so bad I have to cancel one of the workout classes I planned to go to today*

#I’m so mad #I just cant do It now #I hate being paralyzed by nightmares but now I can barely function #it’ll be a miracle if I make it to the other one #amelia speaks

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gryffindormarveltwilight · 5 months

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All We Need - Part 6 - Jake Seresin x Reader

A/N: Here is part 6! It may be a while before part 7 but I will try my hardest to get it up as soon as possible. As usual any feedback or request please let me know x

Masterlist

Pairings: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Naval inaccuracies, Medical inaccuracies, Mentions of Death, Mentions of the Mission from the Movie.

Jakes POV

I couldn’t believe I was sitting here again, next too a hospital bed but this time it was my best friend not my daughter. I look at her face as she lays there cuts on her face and eyes closed the past 3 hours running through my head like a horror movie.

“No, i didn’t see a shoot, send a rescue team control, Athena is down.”

I felt my heart plummet at Coyotes words, they hadn’t seen a shoot, Athena was gone, i was broken out of my trance by Rooster punching the wall and Fanboy dragging him out tears streaming down both there faces.

“Return to base, recovery team has been deployed.” I feel frozen still staring at the radio Payback taps me on the shoulder and gets me to stand and we head to the locker room where Rooster Fanboy Phoenix Bob and Coyote are all sitting on the benches tears streaming down their faces. I nearly fall over as Phoenix jumps up and runs to give me a hug which i return. We all take a seat sitting in silence for what felt like an hour before Harvard crashes through the door.

“They found her.” He says out of breath and all our heads shoot up to stare at him. “Guys, shes alive!”

We had never moved so quick across base to the hospital where we were greeted with Ice Sarah Penny Mav and Athenas parents all with tears. I stumble back into Rooster thinking she had taken a turn for the worst when Y/M/N came up and wrapped me in a hug.

“She is gonna be okay Jake, they said there is bruising but no breaks which is a miracle considering how late they think she open the parachute they just have to wait for her to wake up to test for a concussion.” I make the hug a little tighter at the news she is going to be okay.

“She got her shoot open” I whisper slightly relieved it wouldnt be the first time a pilot has gone down and the other pilots just hadnt seen it i felt Athenas mum nod before looking me in the eyes.

“Of course she did Jake but wouldnt be her if she hadnt scared us into thinking she hadnt”

“Family of Y/N Benjamin?” The doctor yells coming into the waiting room and we all turn to look at her.

“She has been moved to a room, and should be just fine, back up and flying I imagine with the next day or two. You can go and see her now.” Everyone nods following Athenas parents to the room where she was laying still unconscious. Once everyone saw her they started filing out most saying they would come back when she was awake to see her until it was just me and her parents.

“I will leave you two with her can you call me when she wakes up.” I didn’t let them respond before walking out of the room when I hear a voice behind me.

“Are you really going to leave?” I spin to see Y/M/N standing behind me.

“The doctor said only family was allowed to stay.”

“And what is it that you think you are Jake?”

“I didn’t want to intrude I know she must have scared both of you.”

She walks up to me placing a hand on my cheek.

“She did, but we didn’t listen to her go down, I really think she would like you to be there when she wakes up.”

“I can’t I need to pick up…”

“Daisy is fine she is with Amelia at the moment and Tom and Sarah are going to bring her here when she wakes up.”

“She nearly died.” I say in a whisper tears streaming down my face.

“But she didn’t Jake, she alright you heard the Doc she will be back flying in no time.”

“That is what scares me, it means she will still fly this mission, we might still lose her.” I lift my head to look at Y/M/N whose eyes are glistening with tears.

“I know sweetheart but we could lose any of you every time you get in those planes, its her job and she is stubborn like her father”

“How are you not scared that she might not come back.”

“I am terrified that she won’t, I always am and this mission has me more terrified than ever because I have 3 children who I love dearly flying it.” I tilt my head in confusion. I knew she was talking about Y/N and Rooster.

“I love you as a son as much as I love Bradley as a son. I am scared for you and him as well. Now go sit beside my daughter she will be a lot happier to see you when she wakes up than me and her dad.” I nod and head back to the room where Y/D/N is sitting and i move to the chair on the other side of the bed and grab her had squeezing it tightly.

I am broken out of my thoughts when I feel a squeeze in my hand and bolt upright to see Athenas eyes flutter open.

“Ouch” she whispers hoarsely and I let out a snort.

Y/N POV

“Trust you to be unconscious for 3 hours and wake up saying ouch.” Jake says with a small laugh under his breath

“Jake,”

“How you feeling Peaches?”

“Like I just fell out of the sky.” There was a laugh that comes from door way and I look over Jake to see Y/D/N and Ice.

“Sweetheart, you did fall out of the sky.” Y/D/N spoke all moving further into the room. “Dad, Uncle Ice where are Mom and Aunt Sarah?”

“They are in the cafeteria with Daisy and Maverick, they will be up shortly.” I nod and look at Jake who is still staring at me tears welling up in his eyes by the second. I gave his hand a quick squeeze.

“So how close was it?” I whisper, I could have sworn I heard Jake mumble ‘too close’ under his breath but Ice spoke louder.

“The other pilots couldn’t see your shoot, we all thought you were gone. When they found you, you were unconscious but obviously alive. Gave us all one hell of a scare.”

“I am sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, we are all glad you are okay.” Dad says before I hear the sound of small footsteps enter the room.

“Mama!” Daisy yells and jumps onto the bed causing me to wince slightly as she wraps her arms around my ribs, confirming there was rising from the shoot.

“Daisy be careful.” Jake says as he goes to pull Daisy off.

“She is fine Jake,” He looks concerned so I grab his hand again, “Hey, I am okay, I promise.” He nods and squeezes my hand as Mum and Aunt Sarah walk further in the room also checking on how I am going. After about an hour the doctor came in and ran some final tests before telling me that I was going to be discharged. Everyone starts to file out of the room after giving me careful tight hugs until it is just myself, Jake and Daisy.

“Mama Thena, come home?” She says with a smile and eyes glistening with tears I bend down to meet her eye level Jake moving so his hand was in the missile of my shoulders .

“Yeah baby, we are going home.” Her smile becomes wider making me smile and pull her into a hug before releasing her and standing up.

“Come on Daisy, we need to get to the car so we can go home.” Jake says picking her up and placing his hand on the small of my back leading us towards the door of the room and to the reception desk I walk forward slightly to speak with the doctor.

“You are all clear to leave ma’am, all the paper work is finalised, just remember if you can try to stay out of the plane for a couple of days. Try your hardest to take it easy.”

“Thanks Doc, I will keep that in mind.” I say with a nod before walking to Jake explaining what the doctor had just said.

On the car ride home I sent a group text to the squad giving them an update on how I was going. Other than the occasional question from Daisy which we would both answer it was quiet, and I let out a small sigh as we pulled into the driveway. Jake gets out of the car and opens my door before moving to the back door to get Daisy who had fallen asleep not that long ago, as he picks her up and locks the car I move towards the house front door to unlock it. I open the door as Jake follows behind, tilting his head towards Daisy’s room, I follow them down the hallway stopping in front of my bedroom door as I watch Jake walk through Daisy’s door. I finally walk into my room and through to the bathroom and took of my shirt off, I turn to look in the mirror and look at the bruising around my ribs from the pull of the ejection I also inspect the bruising on my shoulder and cuts on my face. I hear a quiet knock on the door and grab one of Jakes old shirts that was hanging on the back of my door to cover up the bruising before opening the door to see Jake standing there.

“I just wanted to check on you before we went to bed.”

“I’m okay Jake you heard the doctor, just a few cuts and bruises, I didn’t even have a concussion.” Jakes nods, “Do you want to stay in here tonight?” He nods again and moves to what has quickly become his side of the bed, so quickly I don’t see the tears in his eyes. I turn the light off and head over to the bed, Jake rolls over to pull me into his chest but stops out of fear of hurting me. Instead of saying anything I grab his hand that is hovering over my waist and move closer into his chest.

“I am not so breakable Jake, I promise.”

“You nearly were today.” I hear him say with a sniff I grab his hand and hold it tightly as we both drift off to sleep. I woke up a few times through the night when I would accidentally knock my bruises, however I was lucky to not startle Jake who still had hold of me.

My alarm clock went off at 0530 as it does every morning and I felt Jake stir next to me as I sat up.

“What are you doing?” “Going to have a shower and get ready for work.” That seemed to grab Jakes attention as he sat upright.

“You are NOT going into work.”

“Yes Jake, I am I need to be there, Doc said I cannot fly but I can still train you guys from the classroom.” Jake didn’t respond and just got up from the bed and walked out. After getting ready I walked out to find Jake, Daisy and my Mom at the kitchen table. Jake looked up quickly and then turned away as soon as I made eye contact.

“Jake, I will meet you on base, I need to debrief with Cyclone and Warlock after yesterday.” I don’t give him time to answer as I walk out the door and too may car. As I arrive on base I head straight to Cyclones office where I see him Warlock and Mav waiting inside. I knock on the door and wait to hear cyclone telling me to come in.

“Athena, thank you for getting her early how are you after yesterday?”

“Fine, thank you sir, ready to be back in the air.” He nods.

“The mission has been moved up we are leaving tomorrow morning, you will need to select the teams once we are aboard.” I nod as I glance at Maverick who is also wearing a nervous look.

“Further, we are changing the mission parameters.”

“Sir, we can’t if we do our planes won’t stand a chance.”

“It is a risk.”

“Sir with all due respect is it a risk you are willing to take you will loose 6 of your best pilots.”

“We are risking them if they cannot fly the mission with it’s current parameters.”

“Sir,,,”

“Athena, this is an order that is not up for debate. Dismissed.”

“Yes Sir.” I say as I turn to leave the room Mav following behind me. “Mav, they cannot change the parameters if they do no one will come home.”

“You heard them Athena, orders are orders.”

“Bullshit Mav when have you ever been one to follow orders.”

“I cannot disobey, if I do not even Ice would have the power to keep me from being discharged.”

“You may not be able to do anything Mav. But I sure as hell can.” I say with a smirk.

“I don’t like that look Athena.”

“Well Mav it is the only one I got.” With that I turn and walk away.

Jakes POV

We are all gathered in the class room waiting for Mav and Athena to arrive, chatting amongst ourselves, I know she thinks I am mad at her and partly I am her complete disregard for the fact that she nearly died yesterday has me on edge. Suddenly the class room doors open and Cyclone walks into the room all of us standing to attention as he does Warlock Mav and Hondo take a seat at the back of the class room. Cyclone nods for all of us to sit down and starts explaining that there are new mission parameters. We all look at each other nervously a few times butting in to ask why this was happening when suddenly the screens behind him started flashing that there was a plane in the air.

“Who the hell is that?” Cyclone says.

“Athena to Range Control, Entering point Alpha, confirm green range.” I look across at Rooster who is wearing the same shocked look as me then I look back at Mav who is wearing a grin of pride.

“Uhh Athena, Range Control, green range is confirmed, I don’t see you scheduled for an event today.”

“Well I am going anyway.” I look across at Coyote who is also smirking as I hear Phoenix whisper a quite nice under her breath. I look around and everyone except myself and Cyclone look happy about what she is doing. Then her voice breaks me out of my thoughts

“Setting time to target 2 mins 15 seconds.”

“2:15, that is impossible.” I hear Payback say in disbelief.

“Not when you fly like Athena.” I say at the same time as Maverick.

“Athena is inbound.” Suddenly the room is dead silent as we watch the screen, keeping a close eye on the timer and on the picture of the jet, I can hear her breathing heavily through the radio and grunting every now and then on the sharp turns probably as a result of the belt against her bruises. As the timer hits 30 seconds and she goes to pop up we all start moving forward on our chairs. I see Bob and Phoenix stand as she gets target lock, I start to get more nervous as I see she is pulling over 9gs on the pop up. With 2 seconds left the clock stop confirming a direct hit, with that we all jump out of our chairs, and we hear a few holy shits, I spin to see Maverick smiling and even warlock does a small fist pump.

“Maverick.” Cyclone says in a stern voice making all of us go silent and look at him, “Continue with the old mission parameters. I need to speak to Lieutenant Commander Benjamin.” Maverick stands and walks to the front and nods as Cyclone leaves the room.

“That can’t be good.” Coyote says to me, then Maverick starts splitting us into pairs to fly the course on old parameters, stating we only have 24hrs to get this right.

Y/N’s POV

I smile as I land my plane and jump down onto the tarmac, when I hear footsteps behind me.

“You are damn lucky that worked Athena.”

“I know, but he was going to change the parameters and no one including me would have come home. How made do you think Cyclone will be.”

“Made until he sees that you did somewhat have permission for that.” I smile and finally face Uncle Ice who is wearing a huge grin. We suddenly turn as we here Cyclone call out behind us.

“Well Athena, you are lucky you are team leader or I would have you up on charges, actually I may still put you up on charges for stealing a plane.” He yells before stopping and stuttering slightly, “I-Iceman, I apologise I didn’t see you there sir.”

“It’s quite alright Cyclone, but Athena did have permission to do that flight test.”

“Sir, whose permission?”

“Mine.”

“Yes sorry Sir, I didn’t know.” With that he turns to walk away.

“Thank you for having my back Uncle Ice.”

“You didn’t give me much choice sweetheart you stormed into my office and demanded a plane and that I told Cyclone I gave you permission, and I honestly think you are scaring then your mother and my wife combined.”

“Thank you anyway, the squad needed to see it, they need to be ready we leave tomorrow.”

“Do you know who you are selecting.”

“Yes sir I am going to tell them this afternoon, that way they have tonight to let it sink in.” Ice nods at my response.

We make our way into the classroom where we are greeted by Maverick wearing the biggest grin. “Don’t you smile Pete, I know damn well you gave her that idea.”

“I did no such thing, Sir.” Ice rolled his eyes at the response, “How did she get you to sign off?”

“Have you ever been on the end of her wrath?” Mav shakes his head “Well that is how, she is down right scary our girl.” Maverick. Hondo and I laugh at Ices response as Maverick begins to go into detail about how the pilots are going up in teams.

By the end of the day, every single pilot had successfully completed the course. Apparently my motivation flight worked. As they all start to gather into the classroom most of them give me a pat on the back or a hug congratulating me on my flight, after all while I may have convinced Ice to let me fly once after that I was confined to the class room on ‘doctors orders.’

“Please everyone take a seat.” I start as everyone takes a seat, “As you know we leave tomorrow at 0600 sharp, because of that I have made the choice to select the teams today in order for them to prepare. The two foxtrot teams will be Phoenix and Bob, Payback and Fanboy.”

“And your wingman?” Mav asks as I take a breath.

“Rooster.” I see Jake and Jays face drop slightly and I can tell they are disappointed. “Everyone is dismissed for the day we will see you tomorrow.” With that everyone stands up and leaves the room nodding as they do. 2 hours later I am walking through the door of the house where I am greeted with Jake on the couch slumped forward.

“Jake you okay?”

“Why would you pick Rooster? I should be up there with you?”

“I couldn’t have you up there.”

“Why I am the best pilot there next to you.”

“I know, but what about Daisy if this mission were to fail with both of us on it. I can’t have you up there because I know that you will not leave me behind.”

“Of course I wouldn’t, but neither would any of the team.”

“Jake, if something goes wrong, Rooster will follow orders so will the others you wouldn’t and I cannot risk both of us not coming home to Daisy.”

“But you will risk you not coming home to her!” He yelled.

“YES JAKE!”

“WHY?!”

“…because I am replaceable to you and her.”

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