#Caroline made me go see the picture
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·:*¨༺ Vacation ༻¨*:·
paige bueckers x reader
summary - you take paige and her team to a lakeside cabin for a vacation
warnings:
-smut
-minors dni
authors note - this is only my second time writing smut so don't judge if it's bad or something
Qadence made the final shot in the last 2 seconds and just like that, the uconn women's basketball team won another game. i immediately rose from my seat and cheered loudly.
my eyes switched from the score board to qadence to paige faster than ever. as i looked down at the blonde from the bleachers i saw that she already looking at me.
me and paige had been dating for 3 months now but it felt like i had know her my entire life. her blue eyes stared at me while a smile was plastered on her pretty face. even sweaty and panting, she is the most beautiful girl i've ever layed my eyes on.
the entire team walked around the bleachers high fiving fans and signing sweatshirts. instead of rushing down the steps to give my girlfriend my attention, i watched from atop and waited until the team was back in the locker room. paige kept glancing at me with a confused look as she took photos with her fans and all i did was smirk back at her.
after the crowd had settled down a bit i pushed through a couple groups of people and went straight around all the security to get to the team.
my friendship with the entire team was more popular now that me and paige were together. At first there were a couple pictures of me hugging caroline and aubrey but it quickly escalated to things like pictures of me and paige kissing and videos of after game celebrations (mainly posted by azzi).
this time no one saw me rushing to the lockers so no new pictures for a couple days hopefully. as i made my way to the girls i was trying to think of how to celebrate this win. it was a 34 point difference so it felt like just going out for drinks was underwhelming.
i walked through the opening to see the group of girls jumping around and squealing while also getting changed. my eyes quickly found paige and stuck as i walked up to her. i couldn't help but place a kiss on her lips. she gasped under her breath at me being so bold and swift but she quickly relaxed and kissed back. i pulled away slowly and pulled her back into a hug, wrapping my arms around her back.
"you did so good baby"
she laughed a little and dug her nose in between my neck and ear to hide her red face. usually me and paige wouldn't do a lot of public kisses and flirting but i physically couldn't resist from smashing my lips against hers.
the entire team pretended to ignore us and kept on getting their clothes changed. finally i pulled away and turned around to find a mirror to make sure my lipstick wasn't smudged.
after the team got changed and were ready to leave i looked around suspiciously before grabbing paige's hand and rushing out of the doors into the parking lot. my hand was glued to hers for the rest of the night.
paige laughed as i practically dragged her out of the locker room. a couple laughs left both of ours mouths once we actually got outside and realized it was raining.(did i bring her out there to see her with wet hair? yes i did)
"i have a surprise for you paige."
the blondes eyebrows furrowed inwards as she tilted her head to the side. i had a large smile plastered on my face. our eyes were locked together, almost having a conversation without speaking.
without hesitation paige placed her hands on my hips and pressed me against her car door and shaheed her lips against mine. a quick groan left my mouth at her touch. her hands roamed at my sides "what was that surprise huh?"
i slowly reached into my purse and pulled out a business card that had the address for a lakeside cabin that was luckily only a couple hours away.
"what? how did you-"
i cut her excitement off quickly.
"i have my ways"
i turned my head around to hide my smirk. she aggressively pushed her body against mine, pulling me into a tight hug. paige had been talking about this cabin for the past three weeks so i took this ein as an opportunity to take her there. this was the first time she got all giddy and truly giggly around me since her birthday party. i laughed at her embrace before pulling her arms off of me.
"ok we have to keep this a secret from the team be wise if they hear they will-"
"want to come with?"
i hear a familiar voice come from my right ear. There Azzi was standing with almost the entire team next to her. they heard everything so i guess they were coming with to.
a couple hours later chaos struck. we were all back at the house and everyone was packing as if we were staying for three years. but i won't leave out the fact that i did pack 15 different outfits for a 6 day trip. instead of packing and stressing in silence i played some dominic fike just to lighten the mood. i sat down on the couch scrolling on instagram waiting for another girl to ask where shoes were.
while i was zoned out on a rampage that someone made about paige (speak of the devil) she snuck up behind me and layed a couple of kisses along my neck.
"what're you looking at huh?"
my fingers quickly switched off of instagram to my homescreen. my hands went sweaty along with my forehead.
"nothing."
i sah without looking back at paige. she walked around the arm of the couch and sat down next to me. her hands made their way to my thigh and began to run up and under my shorts. i gently but down my lip, still trying to not look at paige's icy blue eyes to prevent myself from folding. paige leaned in close tto my ear.
"how long do you stalk those little....accounts?"
she whispered in my ear. my heart stuttered, even though she was my girlfriend and not my crush i always found myself getting nervous when her husky voice was let out. i'm positive she was doing that on purpose. i let out a stifled sigh and end the tension by standing up.
"was that...nika calling for me? hold on i'll be right back i think uhm nika needs me over there"
i chuckle softly and try to play it off like i wasnt soaked right now. as i rushed down the hallway into nikas room, i could see out the corner of my eye that paige was staring at my ass. a wave of redness came over my face once i caught her. i step into nikas room and shut the door quickly before giving up and letting gravity pull me down to the end of her bed.
after staying in nikas room for a little while and watching her frantically pack, everyone was done packing and ready to get on the road. it was around 4 by now so we would probably get to the cabin later at night since it was a whole 3 hours away.
all the girls got into their assigned cars. aubrey,caroline,me,paige,azzi, inês, jana, and ice were in one mini van while amari,nika,qadence,kk, ayanna, ashlynn, and aaliyah were in another.
the hours went by quickly with the right amount of music and arguments on breakfast foods. next thing you know we were at the cabin. the air was fresher than on campus. it was just us girls there. no other strangers no other people. this was the only group of girls that got each-other and knew almost every detail about each-others lives. we all felt extremely comfortable with each-other. once we got to the destination and parked and all that other stuff, everyone claimed rooms and fell asleep quickly.
i attempted to go to sleep in my own bed but it felt weird without paige. i gently slipped on a pair of socks and snuck over into paige's room. trying not to wake her up, i slipped under her arms becoming the little spoon for the rest of the night.
the next morning the first thing i noticed when my eyes actually started to open was the sun peering through the curtains of a huge window. i rubbed my eyes open and stretched my arms out slowly. the first thing i did. was gena my phone to check the time and my expression switched quickly when i read the time.
"11 am what the fuck!"
i stood up and darted across the room, through the hallway, and to the main living room that was next to the kitchen. the smell of pancake batter and bacon lingered in the air. i looked around and saw everyone sitting around just talking. plates were scattered across the tables and counters.
"thank you guys for waking me up!"
a sarcastic tone "accidentally" slips out of my words. still irritated, i sat myself down on the couch and layed my head back. i noticed a presence behind me and as i was about to be pissy at whoever was behind me, paige's hands began rubbing my shoulders and collarbones.
i let my head rest further back just enough to graze her stomach. she looked down at me with her icy blue eyes and smiled softly. how could i stay pissed when she kept piercing me with those godamn eyes.
she walked over to sit down next to me and her hand almost immediately was glued to my thigh. her thumb rubbed back and forth over my skin that was peeking through my pajama shorts.
"can we go swimming today baby?"
i said turning my head to face hers and leaning in closer to her ear.
"of course we can"
paige leaned on my shoulder while her hands wrapped around my waist. just as my eyes were closing, caroline popped up infront of me holding a plate with pancakes and bacon on it. without speaking, i give caroline a thank you look and take the plate.
finally i slipped into my bathroom and put on a two piece bikini that was a pale pink color. i let my hair out of the recked ponytail it was in. and throw in some dry shampoo before grabbing the sunscreen and heading outside.
outside there were a couple chairs that one of the girls set out the night before. i set my sunscreen and towel on a red chair and dipped my feet in the water slowly. before i could even get my other foot in, i saw paige leap into the water (managing to splash an insane amount of water on me.)
"hey! did you put on sunscreen?"
i didnt even sorry about the fact that i was completely soaked, only about the fact that paige burns very easily.
paige stopped her playful water splashing to side eye me. taking care of her skin wasn't exactly her strong suit.
"c'mere"
paige sulks and drags herself out of the water. i empty out the red chair and sit in it before tapping my lap, motioning for paige to sit down. i gently rubbed sunscreen on her back even though she kept trying to wriggle out of the grip i had on her waist.
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after a lot of splashing water, dancing, trying water aerobics, and almost drowning eachother, most of the girls went back inside to dry off. it was around 2 pm now and me and paige couldn't bring ourself to get out of the water.
right now she had her arms wrapped around my waist and her fingers were messing around with the strings that hung off of my bikini bottoms. her chin was on top of my head and our legs were intertwined under the water.
"paige can we do something....i guess try something"
me and paige were together for almost 4 months now and the most we had done was making out. everytime we would try to do more it would get interrupted.
"what's in mind princess"
i could tell that paige was purposely trying to get me to say it just to tease me. i sigh loudly and turn around to face my girlfriend.
"your really gonna make me say it p"
paige nodded silently with a smirk plastered on her face.
"can we just go deeper in the water for a little bit paige"
i could tell that she was holding back a huge outburst of laughter. she placed her hands under my thigh and lifted my legs around her waist. she carried me further in the water so that only our chests were above water.
while she still had a grip under my thighs, she layed me down against the water to get my head wet before quickly bringing me back up and into her lips. a small gasp left my mouth once the cold water touched my head. i moved my hands around the back of her neck, twisting my head to side just enough for our noses to wedge together perfectly.
paige slowly but surely moved her lips down to my exposed neck and gently bit around the skin, sendjng small whines out of my lips. i threw my head back and gave her more room to work her lips around.
this is usually where we would have to stop, either because i got scared or someone would walk in on us. but that definitely wasn't the case right now. i felt paige's hands tease around the hem of my bikini bottoms, rolling the edge down a bit to expose a little bit more of my hip.
her lips made their way back up to mine while she worked her way down into my bottoms. she started rubbing my clit with her thumb, already forcing stifled moans out of my throat.
she parted her lips for her tongue to slip out and against mine. as our tongues mingled and twisted together she began circling her thumb faster before dipping two fingers in me. i felt her finger pumping in and out at a steady pace. her lips were still attached to me while she brought me close to my climax.
"fuck"
paige took that a sign to go a little faster. while she practically swallowed every moan and whine i let out, i began bucking my hips against paige's hand. my bikini bottoms had made they're way down my thighs, giving paige more room to work with.
my legs wrapped tighter around paige's waist as i came for the first time. strings of curse words left my mouth mixed with her name.
i noticed paige slowing her pace and coming to a stop.
"paige please..."
i whined in her ear after pulling my lips off of hers. all i could see was a strong smirk on paiges face. she kept her fingers in me but stayed still, forcing me to ride them.
i began grinding my hips against her fingers. just as i was about to speed up, i felt paige's hand grip on my waist and slow me down. nothing could explain how badly i wanted to go faster but i couldn't deny paige's touch.
she moved her fingers around inside me, teasing through my folds. even though her hand was basically sitting still it felt like she was doing this to me.
once i reached my second orgasm she started guiding my through it again. using her hand to speed up my hips. i let out a louder moan and prayed that we were deep enough in the lake for no one to here me.
finally, my thighs released the tight grip they had around paige's hips. she slowly took out her fingers but kept them under water. i gently pulled up my swim suit bottoms and brought my legs down to rest.
"you did so good baby"
i whispered against her neck while floating back to the cabin. i placed a couple kisses against her flushed lips knowing that i would repay the favor later tonight.
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SO HOT YOU'RE HURTING MY FEELINGS
| you and abby broke up a month ago, she creates a plan to get you back.
| wc: 3.5k
| content warnings: 18+ MDNI! set in modern day, alcohol, f!reader, strap usage (reader receiving), oral (reader receiving), pet names, abby's a little mean if you squint, a bit angsty, barely proofread.
| a/n: inspired by the song 'so hot you're hurting my feelings' by caroline polachek
You didn’t know much, but you did know one thing; Abby Anderson shouldn’t be messed with. You two had broken it off over a slight argument, you didn’t understand why she couldn’t see your side of the story and accept that you weren’t flirting back with her teammate. When you two had the argument over it, the floodgates opened, and you and Abby had laid it all out on the table. By the end of it, you had stormed out of her apartment and went back to yours, finalizing the breakup with a text. You hadn’t talked to her since. The ‘we’re over’ text had been left on read for over a month.
It didn’t stop the hurt though, you looked back through the messages everyday, even though they made you slightly cringe now. It had all been so simple. You spent every second together, and when you weren’t together, there were hundreds of texts to make up for it. You honestly didn’t know how you were still breathing, you missed her more than anything. The rage wore off after the first week, and you haven’t been able to bounce back. But tonight you were dragged to a party by your roommate, and you figured, why not, it was fine to get a little drunk to deal with your feelings every once in a while.
The idea was that you’d be set free by the alcohol; to let loose a little. And you did! You had fun for a solid forty-seven minutes before the fun was disrupted. The second your and Abby’s song turned onto the loud speakers, you were done for. You walk off into the open bathroom and sit down onto the closed lid of the toilet. Your head falls into your hands. The song had sobered you up quick. You take your phone out of your skirt pocket to do what you usually do when you get reminded of Abby, ready to open the instagram app and scroll along her profile, and you would’ve been content doing that, until your phone lights up with a text from her. You open it immediately.
“What the fuck?” You mumble.
You scroll through the multiple photos she’s sent you; all of her at the gym, flexing her muscles. She starts typing, and you feel your heart drop to your stomach.
sorry, wrong person.
You can’t help the scoff that comes out of your mouth. “Seriously?” You say, again, only to yourself.
You don’t give her a response, simply setting your phone on the sink and rubbing a hand over your face. It’s like she knew. She knew you were tipsy and about to stalk her. She knew that you heard the stupid song that you danced around her apartment to. You swear it was a secret sense of hers.
After about ten minutes, you go back out into the party; beelining for the alcohol table. You pour the liquid into a plastic red cup, estimating what you think would be a shot, and send it down the hatch. You were entirely too sober to deal with this situation.
“Hey there, you alright?” Your roommate yells over the loud music.
“She fucking sent me pictures, of her– of her muscles.” You say, now that you were standing, the alcohol started to have its effects again.
“What? Seriously? I’m sorry. Why, exactly?”
“I don’t know, she said wrong person.” you try not to let the tears escape your eyes, not wanting to cause a scene.
“Okay, well, fuck. That’s kind of worse. Did you text her back?” She says, giving you a panicked look.
“Of course not, what am I supposed to say?”
“It’s gonna be alright, let’s just have fun, okay?” She smiles at you, trying to reassure you of her words.
You nod your head and she moves you back onto the dance floor. Again, with the alcohol in your system, you start to have a good time again. You dance and laugh and have fun; you don’t even check your phone. You don’t keep track of how much you keep drinking, but you’re sporting a hefty buzz by the time you sit down on the couch for a break. Your head spins as you pull out your phone to check the time. The bright 2:13 stares back at you, and then your attention is caught by a notification on your phone, Abby has refollowed you on instagram. You groan, hadn’t she done enough tonight?
Suddenly, you felt the overwhelming urge to call her, even though you know you shouldn’t. You were doing so good, so good! And a few pictures and an instagram notification were enough to convince drunk-you that calling her was a good idea. You walk down the staircase of the apartment complex and go outside to the picnic table that sits in front of the building. You recognize some people from the party smoking, but you don’t pay them any mind. You open Abby’s contact on your phone. Your finger hovers over the call button. Should you really do this? Should you reopen this wound that you were working so hard to close? But on the otherhand, should Abby be allowed to fuck with you like this? No, no. She had to know that she needed to stop. You press the call button and bring your phone to your ear, listening to it ring.
She picks up after the third ring, “Um, hello?”
“Yeah, hi. I need you to stop. I don’t want to see pictures of you being hot at the gym and I don’t want you to follow me on instagram. We’re done, so I don’t know why you’d send me pictures and when I don’t respond you follow me again. I really– I can’t do this, okay?” You ramble into the phone, the alcohol gives you more courage than you would’ve had sober.
“Okay, well, the photos were an accident–”
“Bullshit,” you cut her off. “That’s bullshit. And I know it is, because I know you.”
“Are you drunk right now?
“I’m at a party, yeah. That’s why I need you to stop. I’m having fun.”
“I’m coming to get you.” You hear a muffled noise of bed sheets being pushed off her body.
“No, you’re not. You don’t know where I am.” You say smugly.
“You think I don’t get invited to the same parties that you do, sweetheart? I’m on my way.” Abby says, she hangs up the phone directly after so you can’t talk back.
You feel hot all over. The anger and the alcohol heat you up. You already regret the call, and now you have to deal with telling your roommate that Abby is coming to get you. You decide to text her instead of telling her to her face. The alcohol gave you confidence, but not enough to tell her that you were being picked up by the girl who’d left you bedridden for two days.
so, funny story, abby is on her way to pick me up, sorry. see u later ok?
You put your phone back into your pocket after sending the message, not daring to pull it back out once it starts vibrating. You sit on the table and wait for Abby’s car to pull up in front of the building. You will yourself to sober up before seeing her. You know that your mouth will betray you if you try to speak to her while you’re drunk. You also know that you won’t be as brave as you were over the phone. Talking shit behind the screen is one thing, but being face to face with Abby is another. She’s so intimidating, even now. Her height and her build, the calm expression she has on her face at all times. The most you could get out of her was a jaw twitch, and that was only if you had been arguing for a few hours.
You hear her car before you see it; her brakes have always been squeaky. She pulls up fast, having to slam on the brakes to fully stop in front of you. It seems like she hasn’t forgotten her manners, because before you can open the door of her car, she’s getting out of the driver’s seat and opening it for you. Once you sit down, she even buckles your seatbelt. Honestly, she was making it really hard to stay mad. The action almost makes you cry again.
She walks back to her side and gets in, putting the car in drive and speeding off. You turn your legs towards the door and put your chin in your hand. Abby scoffs at the childish action, but doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t have music playing on the radio, so all you hear is the wind rustling through the open windows. Your hair flies back and forth, and you make a big display of trying to smooth it down. Abby's hair is always in a braid, so she doesn’t see a problem with driving like this.
Before you know it, you’re pulling into a parking spot at Abby’s apartment complex. This time you’re quicker than her, unbuckling the seatbelt and opening the car door.
“I don’t want to come in.” You say. “I thought you were taking me to my place.” A lie, you figured she would bring you here, but you were scared to go in; scared of the memories it would bring up.
“You’re coming inside, so…” She trails off, waving her hand towards the door.
Your eyes well up, you look down at your feet so she doesn’t see. “Can you just take me home, please?”
“No, get inside. We need to talk.” The voice she uses sobers you up quicker than anything else ever could.
When you walk into her apartment, you take a seat on her dark brown couch. She walks to the kitchen and gets you a bottle of water, taking the lid off and handing it to you once she’s back into the living room. She sits on a chair across from you, putting her elbows onto her thighs and watching you greedily gulp down the water.
It does help your head feel a bit clearer, “Thank you.” You say to her.
“Let’s talk,” she says.
“About what, Abby?”
“About why we should get back together.”
You laugh at her, it’s loud and obnoxious; one only she could pull from you. “Why would we do that?”
“Because I know you, and I know you miss me. I miss you too. I miss having you here every second and I miss texting you when you’re not here.”
“Okay, so, that’s not how this is going to work. You can’t just say you miss me without addressing why we broke up in the first place.”
She moves her chair closer to you. “And why did we break up in the first place?”
You scoff, “Because you’re possessive, and you have a jealousy issue. I talked to Mara for three seconds and we had a three hour long argument over it.”
“You used to like how possessive I was, you said it was one of your favorite things about me.”
“I did like it, I liked it when you were subtle with it. What I don’t like is getting crucified for speaking to another girl.”
“Crucified, really? God, you’re fucking dramatic.”
You huff; take another sip of your water. “This is exactly why I didn’t want to come in.” You mumble.
“Speak up for me, please. Y’know I hate it when you mumble.” Abby says, her patience running thin.
“I said that this is why I didn’t want to come in. I knew it would just be the fight all over again. I didn’t do anything wrong. She asked me how my classes were going, Abby.”
“Yeah, she also asked other girls on the team how serious we were, because she was trying to get in your fucking pants.” Abby snips, getting up out of the chair so that she can pace around.
Your mouth opens and closes. You hadn’t known that Mara was talking about you like that. She had flirted with you in the past. She was in your major, so you saw her around your lecture halls and at various parties hosted by other people you had in common. You had flirted back a few times, but it was nothing serious, just some fun banter at a few parties. She had stopped once you and Abby became official, so you thought that was the end of it. Obviously, it wasn’t.
You clear your throat, “Okay, I didn’t know that.”
“But you knew that she tried to before.”
“Abby, I’m serious when I say that nothing ever happened between us, and especially not when we were together. Do you actually believe I would cheat on you?”
Abby puts her hands on her hips and lets out a sigh, “No, I don’t.”
“So why did you fight with me over someone else’s actions?”
She sits back down in the chair. “I don’t know.”
You go and stand in front of her, she doesn’t look up at you, so you crouch down on the floor.
After a while, she speaks, “Maybe I do have a jealousy problem.”
You laugh, and she cracks a smile. “Yeah, I think you do.”
“I’m sorry, really.” She says, making sure to look directly into your eyes. “I mean it. I fucked up, but I wanna fix it. I do miss you, a lot.”
“I miss you too.” You admit. It’s quiet again, Abby brushes your hair off of your face. You can’t help but lean into her touch, her large palm is warm; it feels familiar, it feels like home. You blink up at her, “Are you going to admit that the photos were for me?”
She laughs and sniffles, you hadn’t even realized she had started crying. “Yeah, whatever. They were for you.”
You look down and laugh again. “God, I missed that sound.” Abby says.
She pulls you off the ground and places you in her lap. You touch your forehead to hers, staring intently into her eyes, her pupils seem to have expanded since earlier this evening, and you’re sure yours were just as large. You brush your nose against hers and lean your face down. If either of you were to twitch, your lips would touch.
“We gonna do this?” Abby says, barely above a whisper. Scared that if she talked louder you’d get spooked and run away.
“Make up sex sounds good to me.” You agree.
It feels like there’s a different Abby now. A hungry wolf that’s been waiting to be set free. She kisses you with such force that you move back on her lap. If she didn’t have her hands holding you up, you might’ve fallen off. Your hips grind down into her by instinct, trying to search for some friction to soothe the ache between your legs. Abby pushes your hips down onto her thigh and rolls them, forcing you to grind on the strong muscle. She doesn’t stop kissing you even for a second. You think if Abby had a superpower, it would be sex.
Suddenly she’s standing, you wrap your legs around her waist and your arms around her neck; she still doesn’t break the kiss. She brings you into her bedroom, and you feel your eyes well up with tears. The wave of relief it sends through you is insane. You didn’t know if you’d ever be back in this room, under Abby. You didn’t know if you’d ever see her pillows or her closet again. It sounds silly, but you’ve truly missed everything about her.
She pulls away panting, “Why y’crying, baby?”
“I don’t know. Missed you; missed this room.”
She smiles and leans back down for a kiss, it’s less heated; more loving. She pushes the shirt you’re wearing up and places kisses down your stomach. You gasp as she lightly drags her tongue right above where your skirt starts. Your hips lift, urging her to take it off; urging her to get closer to where you need her.
“Gonna make it up to you, okay? Gonna make you feel so fucking good, not even gonna remember why we broke up.”
“Okay, please.” You say back to her. You place your hand on the top of her head, slowly unraveling the tight braid she has in.
She doesn’t even take the time to take off the black maxi skirt you have on, just pushes it up your legs and takes off your panties. She stares at your cunt for a few seconds. You can feel her hot breath fanning over it. A whine falls from your lips; and suddenly she’s licking a stripe up your slit.
A moan comes from your chest. You haven’t been touched the whole month, not even by yourself. Every time you tried to masturbate, you just thought about sex with Abby, which only made you upset. You snap out of your thoughts when you feel Abby suck on your clit, it sends you reeling. You push her face further into you, and your thighs close in on her head. The noises you’re making are absurd. You’re sure her neighbors are going to leave a note on the door, but at this moment you couldn’t care less.
It’s embarrassing how fast the coil gets tight in your stomach.
“Fuck– Abby, think I’m gonna–” you can’t get a full sentence out. The words begin and end on your tongue.
She pulls her mouth away and presses her fingers into your clit, rubbing tight circles on it. “Already, bunny? Just got started.”
“I know.” It comes out whiner than you wanted it to. “I know, I’m sorry. Just feels so good.”
“That’s alright, sweetheart. Come when you wanna, I’ll be right here.” Her mouth reconnects with your cunt.
You think it’s about ten seconds before you’re coming. You let the tears fall freely for the first time tonight. You feel so happy, your chest gets tight. Your hips grind into Abby’s mouth. She’s always been like this; staying latched onto your cunt until your orgasm is done. You cry out at the overstimulation once you’re back on Earth. She removes her mouth to shush you, pressing more kisses to your neck and moving your hair off of your sweaty forehead. Your head is reeling, your vision is blurry.
Abby comes up and kisses you on your cheek. “You want the strap?”
A wave of arousal flows through you at the mention of it, “Would it be make up sex without it?”
She laughs and gets off the bed, going to her closet to retrieve the box where it’s stored. She strips while she’s over there, and puts her clothes in the dirty laundry. Always so neat, can never have anything out of place. Once she gets it settled on her waist, she comes back over to you.
“You ready, baby?”
You nod your head.
“Words, please.” She gives you a soft smile. “You forget your manners?”
“No,” you say, voice hoarse from the moaning. “I’m ready, Abby.”
She lines up the strap with your hole, and gently eases it in. You pant. You didn’t forget your manners, but you did forget how good the stretch feels. She bottoms out; the strap kisses the sweet spot inside of you.
“Fuck,” you whimper.
“Is this okay?” She asks. She’s staring down at where her hips meet yours and you can tell she’s fighting off the urge to thrust into you until you answer her.
“Yes, can you just– please move.”
Abby doesn’t need to be asked twice. Her hips grind into yours with all the force in the world. You can tell that the strap is hitting her clit because of the grunts she’s letting out. The room feels humid at this point, and you’re sure it stinks of sex.
“You’re mine, yeah? No one else can ever have you.”
“You have–” you’re interrupted by a moan as she starts rubbing at your clit again. “You have a jealousy problem.”
Abby scoffs, “Gonna give me fucking attitude right now? When I’ve got my cock buried in this pretty little pussy?”
You whimper at your words. You always get off on Abby telling you off. You love how dominating she is. You love watching her brows raise when you say something questionable. You can’t help but rile her up.
“You do, it’s bad. You need to work on it.”
“Stop being a brat and come on my fucking cock.”
Her words send you over the edge, this time further than you think you’ve ever been. She follows you soon after, keeping the strap buried in you while her orgasm washes over her. When you both come back, she’s fallen beside you, the silicone lays on the floor. She breathes deeply beside you.
“So…” You say.
“So what, baby?” Abby says. She decides you’re too far away and pulls you into her chest.
“Are we back together?”
She laughs at you, really laughs. Like you’ve just said the funniest thing in the world. “Are you seriously asking me that?”
You start laughing too, “Well, I don’t know!”
“Yeah, we’re back together.”
Your smile widens and you hide your face in her chest, suddenly embarrassed by the question that slipped out.
“Okay, well good.” You say.
You drift off like that, content to be back in Abby’s arms. Happy to be home.
#abby anderson x reader#abby anderson smut#abby anderson angst#abby anderson fan fiction#abby anderson x you#abby anderson fic#abby anderson x female reader#abby !#tlou fic
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Edward Cullen///Jealousy is everywhere
Request by @misskitty1912-blog: Hi can I request Edward Cullen x Plus size female reader is sam and dean Winchester sister and is best friends with Castiel and Gabriel x Stefan Salvatore featuring jealous elane and bella but elane is with Damon and bella is with Jacob
Warnings: Bella Swan and Elena Gilbert bashing, mentioned of tying to shoot, death but reborn, mentioned of Dean being a demon and your other brother Sam being a soulless, parents death and more probably
A/N: Stefan and Caroline are going to be a couple in here if you guys don't like it then don't read, but rather than that I hope you love it if you don’t let me know and I’ll unwrite but if you do enjoy and thank you for requesting love!!
You looked at your family picture frame as tears were falling down your cheeks as you kissed the frame and you felt Edward wrapped his arms around you and he kissed your forehead “oh sweetheart don’t cry.”
You wipe off your tears and you lay the frame down on your shared bed. "It's hard not to."
He grabbed your hands with a sad smile, "I know sweetie but seeing you cry breaks me."
You leaned against his chest as he comforted you. “It's been years that I haven’t seen my best friends and my brothers.”
He pressed a kiss on your shoulder as he played with your hair. “We can go see them whenever you want, sweetheart.”
you smiled as you looked at him with love, "I don't know if Dean is still a demon or if Sam is still soulless if so it’s dangerous for us to be near.”
“What about your friends? They haven’t contacted you with updates of your brothers?” He asked
You shook your head. “no they’re probably l still mad or too busy trying to find a way to bring my brothers back.”
Edward was about to say something else when he heard your phone get a message from Stefan Salvatore, and saw you read the message
“Honey what did he say?” He asked trying to hide his jealousy since you told him that you were Stefan first crush
You rolled your eyes playful since you know that Edward is being jealous. “My love you know that I only love you and that I only have eyes for you whatever Stefan or I felt it’s in the past.”
He crossed his arms as he rolled his eyes, not trying to smile "so what does he want?"
“He’s inviting us to his wedding with Caroline Forbes.” You showed him the invitation that you got from Stefan on your phone
He looked over your shoulder then he looked at you. “isn’t she friends with that girl who's jealous of your friendship with Stefan?”
Before putting your phone down you saved the invitation and texted Stefan that you were going. “not anymore she stopped being friends with Elena when she made Caroline choose between me and her.”
He laughed as he shook his head. “That's Karma, that's what happens when you make someone choose she deserves that and even more.”
“Why are you letting Stefan and Caroline invite Y/n to their wedding?” Elena asked angrily after finding out that they send you the wedding invitation
Damon crossed his arms. “It's not my wedding Elena, they have the right to invite whoever they want, it’s their wedding, not mine, I don’t know why you don’t like her, she’s a great woman.”
She fumed as she rolled her eyes, “what’s so great about her? She’s nothing but a boring and stupid woman.”
“Listen here Y/n’s is Stefan's best friend and Caroline sees her as a sister, so if you don’t want to be uninvited to the wedding I suggest you to be quiet and to show her respect when she comes. ” He warns being done with Elena bullshit and jealousy
“Then I am not going.” She sat down on the couch, crossing her arms
“Then don’t come, that's fine with me I would rather not have you come if you’re going to be complaining the whole time.” He stormed off ignoring Elena calls out
Your family and you are at Isle Esme For a couple of days to get some fresh air and to get away from people and everything
“Finally a nice family vacation for the first time ever since that accident.” Emmett said as he looked around.
“I know right two weeks far from stupid people and it’s stupid problems:” Rosalie said agreeing with her husband Emmett
“Y/n?” Alice asked, pulling you aside from them “I need to tell you something that I saw.”
“What’s up?” You asked sounding confused on what she’s going to tell you since that look on her it looks like it’s something serious
She looks over at the family who was laughing and talking then at you, “I saw that your blood family is trying to find a way to get in contact with you.”
“What?” You asked as tears started to fall down from your cheeks “how if dean is a demon and Sam is soulless? And my best friends are probably still mad at me. You saw how they reacted when I told them that I married Edward and that he turned me into a vampire.”
She grabbed your shoulders before pulling you into a hug as she rubbed your back “not anymore honey I saw that your brothers and best friends are going to make a trip to Forks anytime soon.”
You wiped off your tears and pulled away from Alice gently. “I’m really happy to hear that, but I’m scared of my brothers reaction when I tell them that I married a vampire and that he turned me.”
“I know, but they'll understand why Edward had it to do it, you were basically dying but he saved you and you were reborn as a vampire.” She tried to reassure you
“I honestly don't know me and my brothers grew up as hunters and they'll be asking what I was doing that almost caused me to lose my life and why I married Edward.” You told her
“I was planning if you're not ready to tell them that you're a vampire we can get you contact lenses that match your human color eyes.” She smiles
“That’s a good idea and I love it but wearing them will make my eyes really irritated like the other time that I tried to use them and also they will find out the truth one way or the other and I really do want them to find out from me rather than for them to find out from someone else.”
“Yeah, that would suck if they were to be told by someone else rather than you. Maybe if they heard it from you they’ll understand and hopefully be happy for you guys” she said with hope
You laughed “Probably but in my mind I’m not trying to picture them not trying to shoot him because after all they’re hunters and really overprotective of me and dating someone mostly if he’s a vampire they will get really crazy.”
She laughs too "Do you think your brothers would do that? even if Edward's is their brother in law.”
You nodded your head "Yeah even if Edward is their brother in law they would still go crazy when it comes to vampires and me you don't know how overprotected they would get when I would go hunting with them and when I would bring the men over just don't tell Edward.”
Bella and Jacob arrived in Mystic falls days earlier before the wedding since Elena told her to since she made a plan to ruin your happiness and she wants her to be included in the plan
“So What’s the Plan?” Bella asked
Elena hands Bella a glass of water "Oh you're going to love it!!”
Bella takes a sip as she smiles “ tell me I want to know!!”
"So her brothers are not aware of her being married and her being a vampire.” Elena smirks
Bella raised an eyebrow, "Not following."
“Okay, so Y/n and her family are hunters, I mean just her friends and her brothers so think how would they react to know that their sister is dating a supernatural? Mostly if she's one as well.” Elena explains with a smirk on her face
"Say what? A hunter turned into a vampire? it seems like she betrayed her kind. Man we could tell her brothers that she is dating one of the supernatural and that she's one.” Bella smirks as well
“There you go, so I sent them an anonymous email to come to Mystic falls and They responded with an ok and that they will be here.”
“I can’t wait to see that look on Y/N’s face covered with sadness and tears. ”Bella laughs“ having no one but the Cullens comforting her since her brothers will hate her.”
“Yeah, I didn’t think about that and what is going to make me more angry that not only will she be comforted by Cullens but by my boyfriend and friends as well.” Elena fumed
Bella crossed her arms "tell me about it, Jacob will also be comforting her too, what's so special about her?”
"I agree but anyways, let's plan what we're going to wear for the wedding."
“Are you sure it’s safe for us to go to Mystic falls? What if it’s a trap?” Sam asked concerned for the safety of his brother and me
“I doubt it, and yeah I know that the Person that sent us that gmail was anonymous. I believe there’s no harm in going.” Dean said trying to erase his brother worries
“I hope you're right brother.”
“I'll go with you guys.” Castiel volunteers
“Count me in.” Gabriel smiles hoping that Dean and Sam would let him go with them
Dean and Sam looked at each other to see if one another were okay with Gabriel coming, and he smiled when both Dean and Sam gave him a approval nod
you smiled when you saw your friends waiting for you and your family with happy smiles on their faces except for Elena and Bella who were crossing their arms
you thanked your husband for opening the door for you as Caroline run up to you, hugging you really fast, almost making you fall down
"I'm so happy that you're here you don't know how much I have missed you.” Caroline smiles as she lets out tears “I Feel like it’s been forever since I saw you.”
"Since my wedding where I got told that my parents were dead, and that my brothers were out there.” You smiled sadly “but today is not the time to be sad, tomorrow is your wedding.”
“The wedding is today, but I can't wait any longer.” Elena tells Bella
"Then what are we waiting for? let's go tell them.” Bella smiles as she and Elena went outside to talk to the four men that got here
You smiled as you were doing Caroline's hair "I'm so happy for you, you deserve this and more.”
she smiles back at you through the mirror "thank you!! and I want to thank you again for everything that you have done for Stefan and me.”
“So wait not only are you telling us that Y/n our sister is married to a vampire but she's one of them too.” Dean was hurt not because you're married and didn’t tell Him and Sam because he felt that he didn’t protect you enough
"Please tell us that this is a joke.” Sam sniffed “that she’s not a vampire.”
"I wish I was joking But it's true.” Elena fakes to be sad as Bella does too
"Where is she? We have to talk to her." Castiel asked upset both Gabriel and he knew about your wedding but he didn’t know that you are a vampire
"Follow us and I'll take you guys to go see her."
“Thank you.” Gabriel said walking with them as your brothers and Castiel follow behind
#twilight#twilight x you#twilight x y/n#twilight x reader#Edward Cullen#Edward Cullen x reader#Edward Cullen x you#Edward Cullen x Y/n#Edward Cullen x Winchester!!reader#crossover
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It occurs to me as I was recently rewatching Chiantishire that something I didn’t pay attention to the first time around is how Caroline handles discussions of the past, particularly the Logan-Caroline divorce and its aftereffects. Unlike Logan, who basically bulldozes his way through memories to reconstruct a future he can handle, Caroline’s engagement in ‘the past’ seems dependent on who she’s talking to.
Long Caroline-Shiv-Kendall post beneath the cut.
I get the sense from Chiantishire that Shiv wasn’t very aware of the details of the divorce. She didn’t really know how or why Caroline left – just that her mother wasn’t there. And in her absence, Logan’s narrative became Shiv’s truth: Caroline didn’t want her – didn’t even care enough to fight to keep her in her life. So fine. Shiv doesn’t want her either. And in Italy, she let Caroline know that.
And then something interesting happens - Caroline actually engages. She admits that she wasn’t the greatest mother in one breath and brandishes a verbal knife with another. “I may have been a bit of a spotty mother but you’ve been a shitty daughter.” It’s vicious all the way around, but it’s a kind of mutual wounding. It’s a conversation. The past is painful, but it’s open for renegotiation. Because underneath it all, there’s the heart of something still alive between the two of them.
But with Kendall...with Kendall there’s nothing left to engage in because the distance is already too great.
In the cut scene from Pre-Nuptial, we get this gem:
Here, Kendall tries to forgive Caroline for the same “abandonment” Shiv brings up in Chiantishire, but it’s met with a very different response from Caroline. Instead of an acknowledgement of being a “spotty mother,” Caroline goes on the offensive. She presses him on the double standard he’s applying to her because this is an old hurt, one that has its roots in how Kendall is always Logan’s, even when he’s privy to details that should make him think differently.
There’s an underlying implication in Caroline’s response that suggests Kendall has much more of a picture of what led to the divorce than Shiv does. As the oldest, the heir, and Logan’s sometimes confidant, Kendall would have likely had a front row seat to the breakdown of his parents’ marriage. To the moment Logan banished Caroline from her children’s lives. And while he might not have known everything, to Caroline he was capable of knowing the difference between leaving and being pushed out.
And her son’s blame? It’s not unexpected. Kendall has always been Logan’s. Was stamped with his father’s name from the moment he was born. But that doesn’t make it sting any less when her first born, the one she sees her temperament in, sides with the man forcing her out. And while I think Caroline and Kendall weren’t particularly close before the divorce, I can imagine this being the fracture that was never set. An injury that never quite healed right, unable to support the weight of a relationship from that point forward.
Sure, Caroline will coo when she sees him. But that’s because she loves all of her children – including Kendall. Because no matter what, she really does want to be in their lives. But she won’t engage with him the way she will with Shiv because there’s a world of difference between Shiv, who has the ability to one day understand her, and Kendall, who has already chosen not to. So really, what is there left to say? Kendall’s made it clear; he’s chosen to become his father’s creature, to adopt his narrative and echo his actions – and Caroline can’t stomach suffering his blame. But with Shiv? Maybe some day, if they keep at it, they’ll end up on the same page.
As a general note, these relationships are obviously super complex and have a lot more going on than just musings about the divorce so to save this from getting too long and disorganized, second and third parts on Shiv and Caroline and on Kendall and Caroline already in the works haha. Will go back and link them all together as they’re written and posted. If you made it to the end – thank you for listening to the ramblings of an insane Carolinegirl.
#got lost in my Caroline thoughts again#also cannot get over how there is literally always more to say about these three#the Kendall-Caroline and Shiv-Caroline dynamics have me permanently transfixed#also just a note but this is 100% not holistic re either relationship#I just think there's something interesting in how engagement around the divorce works for all of these characters#something something the past is all made up#caroline collingwood#kendall roy#shiv roy#hbo succession#succession#succession meta
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So my idea if you accept it for a request is klaus x demigod daughter of Hecate reader and how it would be? Ps like the maybe the ready hate Elena and her friends and when they tried to kill klaus she beat them up and he’s totally taken by her?
I love everything about you.
Being the daughter of Hecate i was deeply respected by the supernatural community. I could pretty much take everyone out with the flick of my wrist so they liked to tread carefully.
These fucking mystic falls cockroaches however seemed to think they could do as they please when they please with no consequences. Elena the doppelgänger seemed to have some sort of invisible leash on everyone in that town, she had two vampire brothers tripping over each other for her, a blonde vampire who was at her beck and call and a Bennett witch who deemed herself ‘invincible’. Honestly, what in the underworld is going on here.
Let’s just say it was a breath of fresh air when the Mikaelsons came up, finally some people who weren’t ogling Elena. I knew who they were already of course, besides my mother was the one to grant Esther the power to create them. My mother’s most sacred animal is the dog, black dogs especially for some reason and so it only made me take a further interest when i witness Niklaus transform into a midnight black wolf. I followed him the whole two days he was a wolf, due to interest yes and also to make sure nothing happened to him, he could protect himself i know but still having a demigoddess watching over you is still an extra safety net.
He looked directly at me a few times but each attempt he made to near me was stopped when i would dissolve into a cloud of mist. His head would tilt and his ears would lay flaw against his head as he reluctantly walked away.
The next time i saw him was when he was in the smokey mountains, poor thing was trying to create more of himself, he just wasn’t seeing the correct picture to follow. I slowly approached him when he sat on a log, head in his hands and bodies piled around him as he waited for Stefan to arrive with a dead Ray. I sat next to him silently and gently rubbed his back, he tensed completely as her glanced up at me, confusion clear in his expression as he whispered a quiet “it’s you”
Not even a second later Stefan arrived and made myself vanish again. It was fun to watch how frustrated he became. I stuck around and went to Chicago but then i had to leave because Gloria started freaking out. She was all “you’ve brought a type of darkness with you” it was weird but like okay?
She couldn’t see me but she started chanting stuff and my mother told me to leave her be so i did.
Mystic falls was boring and Elena was a whiney about Stefan while also trying to fuck his brother, Caroline was always with Tyler and Bonnie was comforting Elena. Jeremy was alright, we spoke sometimes and he always served me at the grill, Matt does not like me one bit and i do not mind that at all.
Eventually Klaus came back and i wasn’t exactly expecting it. He had walked right into me or i walked into him but anyway i got mad cuz i spilt my drink on myself and thought it was gonna be like Damon or something so i started yelling
“can people in this town not look where they’re going for five fucking minutes!? honestly you would think a vampire would have a better sense of direction but noooo” i was wiping at my shirt aggressively until i realised the coffee wasn’t going to come out. I glared back up at the supernatural being to find those beautiful arctic blue eyes. His pretty pink lips were parted in an almost gaping way as he stared at me wide eyed. I felt my anger melt away as i studied the shock within his face.
“i’m… sorry…i wasn’t looking, i was upset about something… and was in a rush” he spoke slow and sounded uncertain
“oh, right well i shouldn’t have yelled. Come on, i need to put on a clean shirt and you can tell me about your problems” now yes i could have probably just made a new shirt appear on my but i didn’t fancy missing the opportunity to bring Niklaus along with me. He reluctantly began telling me that the little gang had brought Mikael to town, tried to kill him and then Stefan stole his family in coffins.
I invited him inside, much to his surprise, and started the kettle. I didn’t bother asking him to turn around when i changed my clothes and didn’t comment on his reddened cheeks as he swallowed thickly.
He stayed for dinner in the end and i managed to dodge any and all questions he tried to ask about who i was or how i knew who he was.
I drove him to the hotel he was staying at while his mansion was being built and even went as far to come inside and see how fancy it was. Let me just tell you it was nice. Real rich people shit.
I said goodnight but just as i was walking out the door his hand was around my wrist making me turn back to him
“yes?” i asked
“i don’t even know your name” he stated or asked?
“maybe next time Niklaus” i whispered before disappearing before him.
From that day i actually saw him quite a bit. Sometimes he even came round for food, he was at my door far more often than i had expected and never brought any threats with him, which was odd as in my experience when someone didn’t know what i was they were very demanding and liked to try and kill me.
I managed to help him get the majority of his family back, his brother Elijah was woken up and he then as a result woke the rest of his family. That night Niklaus stayed at my house…in my bed next to me. He had been sat on my doorstep when i got home with tear stains on his soft skin
“my siblings all hate me and my mother is alive” was all he whispered. I simply opened the door and lead him upstairs to my bed so he could lay down, I got ready for bed and got in with him, now i swear that we fell asleep on opposite sides but somehow we woke up with our legs tangled together, his forehead resting on my shoulder and my fingers in his hair.
He went home after breakfast however returning very soon after with a nervous smile and a box. He handed it to me quickly before vamp speeding away making me laugh at his actions.
The box held a gorgeous dress and an invitation to a ball… as his date.
I made sure to consult with my mother, she said that it was a great idea and he would be great for me, that was the last push i needed to know that i should be with him.
Once i arrived he was already in-front of me, pulling me through the crowd to introduce me to his brother Elijah and his sister Rebekah, he wasn’t sure where Kol and Finn were. They seemed thoroughly amused at his eagerness as they looked me over a few times
“you must be the girl he won’t stop blabbing about, at least he was telling the truth, you are remarkably beautiful, i think you’ll do just fine, come we can judge the other peoples outfits” Rebekah already tool my hand dragging me away from Nik and Elijah.
That night i was told many embarrassing stories of Niklaus, i was threatened by Rebekah not to harm him, Finn gave me some dodgey looked and Kol stared at me in utter astonishment. It was an interesting evening.
I got to dance with Niklaus though, he held me close and spoke quietly into my ear, the moment seemed so intimate. I felt safe and warm with him, his arms around my felt like they were protecting me despite my immortal status.
I ended up staying the night with him as well. There was moment where he seemed as though he was about to kiss me but he backed away and decided to show me art room instead. He was unbelievably talented and i made sure to express how impressed i was which he seemed to immensely appreciate and blushed ferociously at. I told him he was cute but apparently that offended him as he then chased me around the house until he tickled me near to death while i thrashed about on his bed. Eventually we fell asleep after many meaningless conversations that somehow brought us closer though i began to feel bad that i wasn’t sharing much about my past or what i was.
The next day i went home early as i needed to consult with my mother and the other gods/goddesses to see if they would allow me to tell him who i was. Once they agreed i went to the grill to find him. However before i could get to him i heard Damon, Stefan, Matt and Caroline all whispering in the alleyway outside
“Caroline you go in and try distract Klaus, he’s bound to go for you. Then Rick will dagger Klaus and we can grab Klaus”
i sat and waited for Niklaus to follow the blonde outside, i could sense his wariness as he suspiciously eyed the girl.
The second he brought his hand up to his chest as a sign of pain, Damon, Stefan and Caroline were all grabbing him trying to get him on the floor. I felt a rush of power as i flung them all in different directions, they sped back quickly trying to throw me at the alley wall. I got up unscratched and snapped Carolines neck with a snap of my fingers. Damon went straight to my neck and buried his teeth in, Klaus’s cry of agony had me ripping the vampire off me and creating a stake in my hand to impale him with before spinning round to find Stefan with a terrified look on his face and a semi conscious Klaus.
Suddenly Elijah was stood there with a grey looking Kol and was threatening them by sending Rebekah to murder Elena. I wasn’t paying much attention as i quickly checked for any damage to Niklaus. His eyes were wide and he seemed incredibly shocked but other than that he was fine. I pulled him up to stand on his feet before wrapping my arms around him and kissing his cheek
“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have left you this morning, i shouldn’t have let them touch you” i muttered to him and he didn’t hesitate in hugging me back. I slowly pulled away and turned to his brothers, Elijah was clearly surprised as he glanced at the temporarily dead vampires and then back at me. Kol was practically buzzing where he stood
“I can not believe you are real! oh god can i have a hug to!?” I raised both my eyebrows and he threw himself at me and engulfed me into a hug, much to Klaus’s dismay as he growled and shoved his brother off
“what the bloody hell do you think you’re doing!?” he yelled as he pulled me behind him
“you don’t know who she is?? I mean seriously??” he whispered loudly
“She’s like a goddess” he muttered
“Demi-goddess but whatever” i added
“what?” both Elijah and Klaus questioned
“Hecate, you know like the actual goddess of like magic, witchcraft, the night, light, ghosts, necromancy… and the moon! She’s like real powerful, anyways that’s her daughter” he pointed to me with a wide grin and i let out a laugh at the astonishment everyone was expressing
“you know this is fun but maybe we should focus on the psychopathic mother of yours?”
“right… we can return to this at a later date” Elijah mumbled with a scratch if his head before dragging an excited Kol along with him
I turned back to Nik with a guilty expression
“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you… there are certain rules about telling beings from other realms our secrets and i needed to ask for permission. That’s actually why i left this morning, i asked and i was allowed to tell you…i understand if it’s a lot though, of course-“ I was cut off by the feeling of soft lips on mine, effectively shutting me up as i melted against him. Our lips moved together perfectly and it was as though something had shifted in the world, this was the person for me.
“believe me my love, this is just one more thing that i love about you” he whispered while breathing heavily
“i love everything about you” i replied quietly and he blushed once more as he smiled bashfully
#klaus mikaelson#the originals#klaus mikaleson imagine#klaus mikaelson one shot#klaus mikaelson x reader#klaus michaelson#klaus mikealson fanfiction#klaus m#klaus mikaelson x y/n#niklaus imagines#the vampire diares imagine#the vampire diaries#tvd klaus#kol mikaelson#rebekah mikaelson#elijah mikaelson#niklaus mikaelson#hope mikaelson#klaus mikaelson fluff#klaus mikaelson headcanon#hecate#goddess#tvd universe#klaus mikaelson yandere#klaus mikealson smut#klaus mikaelson x yn#klaus mikealson x reader
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my stardew valley bachelorette headcanons… again super niche and definitely just me being insufferable
leah
- grew up in the south and still has a little twang when she speaks
- loves fleetwood mac and all 70s rock
- tried to make her own wine and elliott made harvey give her a stern lecture on botulism
- a serial dater with a string of bad ex-boyfriends in her wake (she was just a lesbian all along but that wasn’t accepted where she was growing up)
- a baby gay who still gets flustered when flirting with girls
- befriended the hat mouse and is still trying to convince elliott that he’s real
- dyes her hair but insists she’s a natural redhead (her mom was one and she always wanted to emulate her)
i always picture kennedy walsh (icon that she is)
haley
- the closet is glass babe (lesbian/possibly pan)
- wanted to go to college for photography and studio art but was worried it would put financial strain on emily
- secret little crush on leah because she loves her art and her artistic eye
- her and emily were raised by a single dad who passed away unexpectedly- it’s part of the reason she has a hard time opening up to ppl
- left anonymous mean notes about clint on the town message board for WEEKS after she found out he was hitting on emily
- uses her dad’s camera: it’s very sentimental to her
perf- would def be into clean girl makeup
emily
- nobody is quite sure about emily’s sexuality… including emily!
- very into spirituality- crystals, spirits, astrology, luck etc.
- makes alex uncomfortable anytime he comes over: she doesn’t realize she’s starting contentious political debates with him
- makes all her own clothes and hasn’t bought anything new in 3 years
- writes sweet notes to shane on the bar napkins when she can see he’s rlly going through it
- wears crystals in her bras
- stole haley’s diamond earrings for a gem mediation (it did not go over well)
- makes elliott quills with her parrot’s dropped feathers
but picture the hair blue ya know: don’t cast elle fanning as a character in a fandom challenge level impossible bro
penny
- bicon
- my image of penny is Filipino… stardew needs more diversity gonna be so real
- went to college for education and got her teaching license but had to move back home because of the debt
- learned how to do maru’s hair after she complained about how long it took
- watches old movies with maru every weekend and they do a book swap once a month
- sam is the only one who will eat her cooking (but he’ll eat anything… especially if penny made it)
- lets maru come in and give guest teaching sessions in science and math to jas and vincent
-started drinking coffee just to have an excuse to drop some off to maru and harvey at work
likeeeee beabadoobee just makes the perf penny i can’t explain it’s the vibe
maru
- lesbian queen
- my autistic love
- graduated highschool early: got a full ride to school and double majored in nursing and engineering before going to nursing school (graduated early from that too ofc)
- lives off of coffee and gets a daily lecture on caffeine consumption from harvey
- is harvey’s wingman (neither of them have any rizz…)
- goes to the bar just to quiz emily on astrology
- sets up ferris beuller type traps when she wants to sneak out and not deal with demetrius
-used to sneak into sebastian’s room during thunderstorms and still does sometimes
laura harrier my love my light… just picture her with glasses
abigail
- straight but likes to makeout with girls when she’s drunk
- goes to college online (majoring in business for pierre but double minoring in classics and anthropology) - her parents wouldn’t let her go in person because she’s too “reckless”
- brought home a squirrel once and hid it in her room for weeks
-used to do competitive irish dance as a kid (seems like something caroline would make her do)
- has a huge crush on sam and will flirt with sebastian to make him jealous
- pierced her own ears six times at once and made caroline faint when she saw her
- has a tattoo on her thigh that’s she’s desperately hiding from her parents
-helped emily dye her hair for the first time
- hooked up with alex once but will never admit it
can’t explain it she just gives kiernan - with purple hair ofc
#stardew valley#sdv headcanons#sdv#stardew fanfic#i know i’m crazy#i think way too much about this#can you tell i’m a bit of an abigail hater…#maru and penny r in love change my mind U CAN’T
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hey! if you take requests can I please request a part two to the Matty Healy x photographer!reader where readers still photographing for tour but she’s always singing along/dancing with Matty/ interacting with the audience while she’s photographing the tour??
photographer!reader x matty healy instagram blurb
(FC: Maude Apatow)
a/n: hope you enjoy!!! happy to make more, just couldn't wait after the EVENT of o2 night 1,,,,kisses!!
yninstagram happy crimbo from me and Big Man! hope everyone has stuffed their faces full and are feeling the holiday spirit! Xxx
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ynfan1 merry christmas big man!!!
rass1975 merry xmas!
>yninstagram merry xmas mate!
ynfan2 ok but yn is so pretty its not even fair !
denise_welch happy christmas darling!
>yninstagram and you too !! xxx
trumanblack miss u
>yninstagram its been 2 days
>trumanblack 2 days too long
>1975fan1 awwww matty !!!!
yninstagram // NYE // 2022-23 //
📸: you know who ;)
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trumanblack not even a tag? rude
>yninstagram fine, 📸: trumanblack
yn1975fan1 aww yn and matty are together for new years!!!
>yn1975fan2 well duh
charli_xcx happy new year babes!!
>yninstagram you too baby!! <3
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yninstagram via stories:
description: yn in the passenger seat of a car dancing to ‘Oh Caroline’, in the background you can hear Matty (driving) singing along
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trumanblack I swear I couldn’t love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.
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1975fan1 matty being in love has cleared my skin, grown my crops, cleaned my room
1975fan2 SHUT UP THEY’RE SO CUTEEEE
yninstagram Xxx
1975fan3 ugh so jealous 🙄
yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BRIGHTON // 08.01.23
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1975fan1 miss yn feeding us again!!!
1975adam and where was i during this little photoshoot?
>trumanblack hanging out with ur kid dickhead
>1975adam fair
1975fan2 LOOK AT ROSSAKJFDZDLJVCHNKJNJX
1975fan3 i was there!! I met you before the show and you paid for my drink!!!
>yninstagram i remember!! hope you had a great time sweetie!!
1975updates some fans with yn, tonight in Brighton!
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1975fan1 i met her and she was so nice!! she danced with me and my friends when she wasn’t taking pictures for a little!!!
1975fan2 she seems so sweet! tbh i wanna meet her more than the actual band
1975fan3 it was so cute when matty blew her a kiss during I’m in love with you!!!
>1975updates find a clip of it on my page!!
1975fan1 yn came to see us all camping out in Bournemouth!! She brought bottles of water & sandwiches for us and made sure we all had enough blankets and coats to keep warm!!
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1975fan2 i love that she’s so nice to all the 1975 fans, i simply must stan
1975fan3 iconique™ behaviour
yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BOURNEMOUTH // 09.01.23
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trumanblack fit
1975fan1 does anyone think its weird than yn basically posts only photos of matty?
>1975fan2 like where is the rest of the band????
>yninstagram hi!! i post the photos that get approved by the band’s management!! they all can decide to post what they want as well!! <3
>1975ynfan1 queen yn staying unbothered i love her
1975fan3 this tour will be the death of me
1975updates yn met some more fans today outside Westpoint Arena in Exeter!
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1975fan1 i love that this acc has basically become a yn update account now
>1975fan2 bc she’s a queen 💗💗💗
1975fan3 I met her and she was so lovely!! She chatted to us all for like half an hour before she had to go set up her equipment :))
yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // EXETER // 10.01.23 (plus some backstage fun & me losing my mind during Be My Mistake)
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ynfan1 yn is literally the cutest girlfriend ever i WISH i was matty
1975fan1 everyone, let’s thank miss yn yet again for FEEDING US as often as she does
>yninstagram no need to thank me darling, it’s literally in my contract 😋
rass1975 ah yn, our biggest fan
>yninstagram you know it.
trumanblack now why’d you have to pick that photo
>yninstagram bc ily
>trumanblack BUT I LOOK LIKE A DICKHEAD
1975fan1 not yn meeting all us camping out at the o2���
TAGGED: yninstagram
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1975fan2 SHUTUP SHE WAS THERE??? Icon.
1975fan3 she’s so nice!!!
yninstagram it was lovely to meet you all!! try to stay warm! <3
yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // THE O2 // 12.01.23 (featuring Taylor Swift, and circa 2013 yn)
TAGGED: taylorswift
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1975fan1 i DIEDDDD
ynfan1 mothers are mothering so hard rn
1975fan2 literally couldn’t breathe when taylor came out
1975fan3 SO ANGRY I WASNT THERE
trumanblack baby yn 😊😊
>yninstagram don’t make me go through the trenches to find your old pics,,,,
>trumanblack on second thought I love you so much you’re gorgeous please don’t
>yninstagram <3
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The first meeting | Caroline Graham Hansen
AN: No trigger warning. You are a girl from Norway, Benedicte. I had to chose a random Norwegian name. This will be a storyline in forms of imagines, so I recommend reading chronologically.
I was fresh out of University, and for sure done with anything related to lectures, studying and assignments. I grew up in this silly little Norwegian town, Tromsø. You know, a place where you can see the northern lights, reindeers and polar bears! Well, the latter is not entirely true. It is just a dead polar bear stuffed for tourists to see and take pictures of. Regardless, I grew up here with my grandparents. My father left when I was a baby, and my mother? I went no contact a few years ago as she put me through a lifetime of trauma. That is exactly why I decided that when I was finished with my bachelors degree in sports leadership, I needed to get out of this sad little town. It is always cold, and we have winter for 9 months a year. Three of them are in complete dqrkness, no sun or no daylight. It’s just as bad as it sounds. That’s why I applied for jobs pretty much anywhere but here. Towns like Oslo, London, Australia (hello Sam Kerr) and even the us. I however ended up getting a job offer from the women’s department in the club known as Barcelona. It was just what I needed; Sun, beaches and Spanish women.
I decided to go to Barcelona a week early, I had to take advantage of checking out the city and the nightlife! Barcelona had arranged this beautiful apartment for me downtown. It was a decent sized apartment in a new building with spectacular views from my bedroom window in the 23rd floor. I have never seen anything like this as I grew up very poor, and only lived in an apartment with my grandparents. I spent the first week checking out bars, restaurants and beaches. I also found a huge mall with all of my favourite stores! Naturally, I had to purchase new clothes as I was told that there would be an athletic dress code. Lululemon for the win!
I didn’t really meet a lot of hot Spanish women during my first week, but I made a few friends in the building. One of my closest neighbours, Ingrid Engen lived two doors away from me. I recognised her from a talent camp for 13 year olds in Norway. And somehow she recognised me! We had spent the first week getting to know each other, and when she found out I was going to be working for Barcelona; she was beyond excited. We clicked naturally, and we went out to all her favourite bars, restaurants and shops. She really gave me the full experience!
Fast forward to today, Monday morning. The first of August. At 5.30. Let’s just say that I regretted the last bottle of wine from last night. But today was the day! The day were I finally start my first “big girl job” and you bet I was feeling excited. I got my tired body out of bed and opened up the blinds in my apartment. The views just took my breath away. It was stunning! A beautiful sunrise with the most beautiful colors that I’ve ever seen. I made myself a black coffee, and wrapped my robe around me so i could sit outside on my private balcony. It felt relaxing. The air was crisp, I could hear the ocean and I could smell the salty beach. It was like a dream come true.
My daydreaming soon became interrupted as I knocked myself intro reality. First day of my first job, right. I quickly made it to the bathroom and had a steaming shower. The smells of my floral soap felt like a full on aroma therapy session. I quickly got out of the shower and patted myself dry. My blonde long hair dried and put in a half up half down bun and I did light makeup as my skin was tanned from the week in the sun. I always used some mascara, it really made my icy blue eyes pop. I got dressed up in what I was asked to wear; Black athletic shorts, a black tank top, my trusty black hokas and a hot pink lululemon jacket. It felt wrong, but my new boss had insured me that any athletic wear was good. I grabbed my bag and took a deep breath. I took a look in the mirror, and I added some fruity chapstick. This was going to be the first day of the rest of my life.
*fast forward to being with your boss*
“Ah, and this office is where you will be working from! Feel free to decorate however you like.” The Spanish woman said. I nodded and listened as active as I could. “Here is your work phone, your laptop and your camera. If there is anything you need, you let me know.” she said as she handed me what looked like a tower of apple and canon products. I was stunned. “Wow, this is amazing, thank you so much! I’m so excited to get to know the team, and I’m eager to get to work.” I replied as I sat down my new work gear and followed the tall woman as she talked enthusiastically about Barcelona and their work culture.
*Caroline POV*
Jonathan was going on, and on and on and on about what this season was gonna look like. I was tying up my white Nike cleats, they were brand new as the team wanted us to start fresh. I however, hated fresh and new and change. I liked stability, routine and same old. Why change something that isn’t broken?
The door to the hallway suddenly swung open. There was the head of staff, Maria. She was always so bright and shiny and talkative. Not really my way of life. “Ah, Maria, just in time!” Jonathan called out. “Come, come!” He urged and a blonde petite woman popped up from behind Maria. “This, ladies, this is Benedicte. She is one of the new assistant coaches, and she will be primarily working with the wingers. With her, we will be unstoppable!” Jonathan said enthusiastically. The girl blushed, and smiled. “Hi squad, Im looking forward to kicking your asses on a daily basis” she said with a cheeky grin. I was staring at her as I couldn’t remember why she seemed so familiar. “Caro, stop staring!” Mapi hissed at me. I rolled my eyes. “I wasn’t staring” I hushed, but with no luck as the team was already making their way onto the pitch.
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My Brothers and Sisters Lived in a Secret Room
Growing up, I knew that my family’s arrangement wasn’t normal. As I got older, I even had an inkling that it might be wrong. But it was all I knew, and I won’t let myself feel guilty for not doing anything about it for as long as I did.
I was the only biological child of my mom and dad, I found albums stacked away in a corner of the attic. The beginnings of baby books. A picture of an ultrasound, sometimes even a happy card announcing ‘It’s a boy!’ or ‘It’s a girl!’ in blue and pink lettering. Mine was the only one who had pictures of a squishy faced infant with tangled red hair and fat lil cheeks.
My first sibling arrived when I was about four. I’d made the horrible mistake of asking Santa for a baby brother when I sat on his lap. My mother burst into tears when she heard me and I knew I’d done something horrible. When we got home, mom told daddy about it and he told me to go play in my room while they talked about it. I knew that it wouldn’t be right to ask Santa for that again.
Next week on Christmas Day though, I woke up to hear a baby cry.
I ran downstairs to the Christmas tree only to find nothing there. I was confused until I heard a cry again. I followed the sound to the basement, where the most beautiful sight met my eyes.
My daddy had built a secret room behind the bookcase. My old toys I’d grown out of were scattered on the floor, the crib repainted to look brand new. My mom sat in the rocking chair, smiling so brightly as she cuddled a baby wrapped in blue blankets.
I couldn’t breathe. It felt like a dream as I walked up to them, peering to look at his face. His face was all red from crying and a fat tear rolled down his cheek as bleary blue eyes looked back at me.
I probably almost cried. My dad came up behind me and planted a kiss on the top of my head.
“Merry Christmas, Ella.”
They let me name him Robin. I can’t tell you why I picked that name, maybe watching Batman cartoons with my dad every Saturday morning had an effect on me. But Robin was the biggest secret I had to keep. I couldn’t tell all my friends at school I had a brother. If I told anyone, my dad told me that Robin would have to go away, and I didn’t want Robin to go away.
Every day after kindergarten I’d sneak downstairs and just talk with him. Once he stopped crying all the time he was a real sweetie. I’d cradle him so carefully and talk to him about my day. I was so, so happy. I didn’t think I could be any more happy.
Until I got a baby sister. My mom named her Caroline, I just called her Carol. Carol had thick dark curls and the softest skin. I loved her just as much as I loved Robin.
I got five more siblings over the years. Robin, Carol, Andrew, Andrea, Ivy, Ronnie, and Isaac. So many cute little babies. Ivy had a bit of a colic and Ronnie constantly had ear infections, but they were all little dears… well, except Isaac.
Isaac was the oddball out of the kids. He was the only little sibling that wasn’t a baby when he arrived. I was about eight when we got him. I remember my dad come back super late and hearing him walking into the basement. His shadow looked like he was carrying something and I felt a spark of joy in my chest. I knew this meant I’d have a new brother or sister come morning.
I went into the basement the moment I woke up, expecting to see my mom feeding my new sibling a bottle or for him to be kicking his lil feet while relaxing in his crib. I was shocked when I walked into the nursery and found a little boy my age, with a gag in his mouth and handcuffed to his bed.
Confused, I walked over and peeled off the gag. “Are you okay?” I asked.
The boy immediately screamed, straining against his handcuff as he attempted to struggle free. Judging by the bruises and bleeding around his wrist, he’d already tried this. Instead of trying to help him up, I tackled him, slapping my hand over his mouth. “Shut up! You’re gonna wake up our brothers and sisters!” I hissed.
My new brother responded by biting my hand. Hard.
I wailed as I ran back upstairs to my parents. My dad went downstairs to deal with my brother while my mom took extra good care to wash clean my hand and bandage it up. She explained that Isaac was troubled. It would take him time to adjust to his new home, I just had to work really hard to be a good sister.
But I was never to undo his handcuff and I was never, ever to let myself get too close. He was dangerous.
I did my best to stay out of arm’s length of Isaac. My dad had to build another room to put him in, one that was below the staircase. He wasn’t safe to keep around the babies.
I did try to befriend Isaac. For that first month or two all he’d do is lunge at me and spit or just scream in my face.
When he did start talking, it was the things I didn’t want to hear.
“My name isn’t Isaac, you know.”
I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard him speak that first time. He was quiet that day, only giving me a sullen glare. I’d decided to leave when he finally spoke up, his voice raspy from all the screaming he did.
“It’s Kevin.” He turned around to face me. “I want my real mom and dad.”
I shook my head. “But my mom and dad are now yours too,” I said. I was such a selfless child, I figured, being so willing to share my parents.
Isaac just shook his head. “No. I don’t want them. I want mine. Your dad came into my bedroom and stole me.”
“You’re a liar.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “I hate you.”
Isaac shrugged. “Just ask him. I bet he killed my mommy and daddy so they wouldn’t look for me, either,” He said.
I stormed out, slamming his door a bit hard. But what Isaac said got to me. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, even when my dad came to tuck me in and kiss me goodnight. I even almost asked him. But I couldn’t make myself face the truth.
I barely got any sleep for a week. Every time I closed my eyes all I saw was Isaac, all alone under the stairs. Thinking about his real mom and dad.
I still didn’t do anything until I overheard my mom and dad talking about getting rid of Isaac.
It was late, probably close to midnight. I still couldn’t sleep so I was going to my parent’s room to ask for something to drink when I heard them talking.
“I told you, Isaac is too old. He’s too far gone. We can’t help him,” I heard my mom.
“Give it some more time, we can still help him!” My dad sounded so desperate, so… so sad.
“I’m sorry. But this was your rule, and breaking it was never going to end well. I’ll… I’ll take care of it myself tomorrow. Take Ella out while I handle Isaac. We’ll just tell her he ran away.”
Even at my young age I knew something really bad was going to happen to Isaac. And even if I hated him, I couldn’t let that happen.
I found the key to the handcuffs, ran into the basement and ripped open the door. Isaac, no, Kevin jolted up in bed. “What’s wrong?” He asked.
I didn’t say anything, I just slid the key into the lock and freed him. Kevin gaped as he pulled his hand free. “… But why?” He asked.
“We need to go to the cops. Come on, hurry!”
I took Kevin’s hand and we snuck out the back. I held onto his hand when we ran down the street, and I kept holding on when we finally came across a cop car. Of course, seeing these tiny tykes at that time of night got his attention.
I told him everything. About the children behind the bookcase, what I heard my mother plotting. All of it.
My life was turned upside down after that. All these children my parents had taken. Just little babies that were taken from their cribs in the middle of the night, the parents awaking to find their child was gone.
Kevin was right, he was the only one whose parents had been killed. Their throats had been cut open. My dad claimed that by the time he’d gotten there Kevin’s parents were already dead, but that really didn’t hold up in court. My mom swallowed a bottle of pills before she could be tried and my dad was sentenced to life in prison.
The last time I saw him, he just patted my shoulder and told me it wasn’t my fault how this all turned out.
He hung himself that night in his jail cell.
Now I was an orphan just like Kevin.
I went into the system, which was just as shitty as it sounds. I’ve literally done everything from sleeping on the floor to showering with my clothes on because I didn’t feel safe. I bounced from house to house until a great aunt crawled out of the woodwork to save me. She really didn’t do much other than clothe and feed me but that’s all I needed. By then I was fourteen, I could basically take care of myself.
The last thing she did for me was make sure I got my childhood home back. I know it’s fucked up, considering what went down there, but my heart ached whenever I passed it. No one ever bought it. The yard was unkempt, windows gathered dust and paint began to peel. But my aunt, penny pincher that she was her whole life, had saved enough to give me all I needed to scoop it off the market.
I’ve spent the last month cleaning up the place. It’s actually starting to look like a home, and it was only two nights ago that I stumbled across those old albums I told you about.
There was another one though, for all the kids my parents abducted. It was hidden behind a fake panel in the wall, I only found it because I accidentally kicked the damn thing. I contemplated just leaving it there. A part of my past I didn’t need to dig up.
But I went through it anyway… and there was so much I actually didn’t remember.
I didn’t remember that Robin’s eyes glowed ultraviolet in the dark. I didn’t remember that Andrew and Andrea never slept. I didn’t remember how Carol sprouted a mouth full of needle like teeth and had leathery wings jutting from her back. I didn’t remember that Ivy had patches of pale blue scales breaking up her otherwise dark skin. I didn’t remember that Ronnie’s ears came to a slender point and that he had a second set of near transparent eyelids. Kevin seemed normal, maybe, but now I’m not so sure. When I think of his hands, I remember how each fingertip ended in a sharp, bone claw.
I’ve not slept since then. I’ve stayed up to research those kids, my little brothers and sisters. In the news footage they looked normal enough… almost. If you squint you could almost see Ivy’s scales or Ronnie’s ears not looking right. But then you blink and they just look like normal little kids.
I’ve dug up their fates. They all went back to their families. But all their families are now all dead and have been for a while. Ivy’s family drowned, that much I confirmed. I think Ronnie’s dad just never woke up. The others I’m still researching.
And Kevin? His foster parents had their throats cut out one night. He’s never been seen since.
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Past Mistakes Part Eighteen: Patterns - Mike Duarte x Reader (feat: Declan Murphy & Olivia Benson)
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Past Mistakes Series:
Part One: Try - Mike turns back up in your life after three years apart.
Part Two: Hope (NSFW) - Mike and you get reaquainted.
Part Three: California - Mike and you discuss the past.
Part Four: Favours - Mike asks Liv for a favour.
Part Five: Choices - Mike comes face to face with someone from his past.
Part Six: Truth Hurts - Mike begs you to tell him the truth about what happened three years ago.
Part Seven: Sharing - Mike and Joe have a conversation.
Part Eight: Buried - Mike discovers that McGrath’s misdeeds go far futher than he thought.
Part Nine: Complicated - Mike discusses moving forward.
Part 10: Feral - Mike returns to the apartment to find you’ve disappeared.
Part Eleven: Torture - You wake up in the basement.
Part Twelve: Fire - You and Joe discuss moving forward.
Part Thirteen: Lost Time - You and Mike get real on his porch.
Part Fourteen: Plan B - Mike always has a plan B.
Part Fifteen: Proud - Mike tells you how proud he is of what you’re doing.
Part Sixteen: Mattituck (NSFW) - You show Mike how much you love him.
Part Seventeen: Seven - Joe makes a discovery.
Lieutenant Caroline Child is striking, that’s the first thought that Murphy has when she walks into Benson’s office. It also seems that McGrath has a type, the two of you have similar features, body type, height. Her hair is a little different, but he would bet his salary if he saw a picture of her from a couple of years ago the resemblance would be even closer.
“I don’t understand why I’m here.” She says after the introductions are made. She sits in the guest chair across from Benson while Murphy leans back against the wall and watches.
His intention is to observe the discussion, gather more intel. The more he looks into McGrath the worse it gets, the case they’re putting together is pretty solid, but they need to establish a pattern of misbehaviour otherwise the defence would play it off as ‘he said, she said’, which could significantly diminish their chances with the other charges.
“What I’m about to tell you is extremely sensitive.” Benson says quietly, her hands clasped in front of her on the desk. “I think when you hear it you’ll understand why you’re here.”
She tells your story, all of it. Everything from the way it started, the mentoring, the light touches to how you’ve spent the last three years of your life trapped in a situation you had no hope of getting out of. The longer it goes on, the more withdrawn Lieutenant Child becomes. Her fingers toy with the bottom of her blazer, her gaze lowering before she opens her mouth to speak.
“He told me about her. He threatened to do the same thing to me if I didn’t…”
She swallows hard and Murphy’s heart bleeds for this woman because he knows how this plays out. Everything in her demeanour screams survivor. The more he learns about McGrath the more intense his desire to wipe this scumbag off the face of the earth becomes. He worked in SVU for a while, he’s seen that the disaster radius doesn’t usually stop at the victim, it extends far beyond that tainting everything it touches.
“I was a Sergent working in Vice, I was studying for the Lieutenant’s exam when he started to show an interest. He was helpful initially but then…” She sucks in a shaky breath before she continues. Murphy sees the slight tremor in her hands, she clenches them into fists to hide it. “There was a retirement party at a bar for someone we worked with, Tommy had a little too much to drink, the next thing I know we’re in the bathroom and he’s…”
She stops, her knuckles turning white as she grips the fabric from the coat in her lap before she forces herself to release it, smoothing over the creases with her palm.
“I tried to stop him, but he put his hand over my mouth, told me about the last girl that turned him down, how he had buried her so deep that no one knew where she was. He got off on it, knowing he had all of the power.” Her lips purse together, Murphy can tell the words taste bitter on her tongue. “He raped me that night, in the bathroom of that bar, whilst my friends and colleagues drank and danced on the other side of the door. Noone heard or saw a thing.”
It's horrifying, the thought that there were so many cops close by and not one of them was aware of what was happening in that bathroom. However, it’s a story he’s heard before. Rape can happen, any time, any place.
“It went on for a while after that.” Lieutenant Child continues. “He’d turn up at my apartment drunk at 3am in the morning, if we were at the same event, he’d treat it like foreplay before he’d take me back to his hotel room. It was always the same one, Room 210 at The Plaza, he liked to fuck me against the window, said he wanted everyone to know what a whore I was for him.”
The parallels are uncanny, even down to the room and the hotel. Murphy makes a note to review McGrath’s stays, how often he’d been booking that room, how many times he’s brought back a woman.
“When did it stop?” Benson asks gently.
“Three months later, he seemed to lose interest.” She tells them, a frown crossing over her features. “He was angrier towards the end, drinking more. I stopped resisting, he didn’t like that. The last time he said…” She pauses for a moment as she tries to recall the exact words McGrath used. “He said Nora would have kept fighting. He’d called me that name a few times when he was…”
She raises her eyes to the ceiling; Murphy can see the tears lining her lashes as she inhales sharply.
“It’s her, isn’t it?” She asks the two of them. “The woman, he buried. Her name was Nora?”
Murphy sighs before crossing his arms over his chest.
“Yea.” He tells her. “Yea it is.”
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If Bonnie had the opportunity to pursue something unrelated to Mystic Falls and magic, what would it have been? Would she have went to an HBCU? Continued cheerleading?
A question about Bonnie’s hobbies? Perfect. Based on the few things we’ve seen Bonnie do. Taking pictures at the Founder’s Day Celebration I can see her into photography. When Bonnie at Abby’s house she tended to her garden. So another hobby outside of magic.
It’s mentioned in season 3, that she and Matt were lifeguards at the pool for a summer. He actually buried the whistle from that summer during season5.
In season 6, Bonnie mentions she missed being around people so I could see her choosing jobs or hobbies that aids in that community value that she craves. In season 8, we see her jogging to Caroline’s house. In a deleted scene post-Enzo’s death she was jogging and intended to avoid Stefan. Our girl has a diverse physical skillset, she does triathlons for sure.
As for cheerleading a 100% yes. Kat Graham is a trained dancer and not allowing Bonnie to be showcased dancing more was a crime! They could’ve made her the caption of the cheer squad? I’ve seen that behind the scenes video of Kat and Candice dancing that’s all I’m going to say there. Hear me out what about majorette Bonnie? That would be great too. Bonnie’s probably tired of being the only black woman in town. She’d love an HBCU. She deserves friends outside the MFG more than anybody else.
Taking a moment here everyone else got to include their IRL hobbies or a piece of themselves in their characters but Kat. Nina wanted her Bulgarian roots in there? Katherine and Elena has that. Candice King used to be a singer? We get moments of Caroline singing. Paul/Ian want to be the bad guy some more. Silas is created and Damon has these back and forth evil moments. Michael Malarkey has a music career? Enzo teaches Bonnie how to play the guitar. There’s so many moments where Bonnie and Kat were sidelined we’d be here all day if we started listening them. TVDU fans continue to pretend that characters like Vicki, or Caroline, or Katherine, The Mikaelson’s or whomever suffered as heavily as Bonnie did in the narrative. When that is simply false.
As a Bonnie fan first and foremost this is why most Bonnie fans stick with each other. TVDU fans like to minimize the racism that Kat faced and how that plays into Bonnie, while claiming that Bonnie fans only label people racist. Arguing that Bonnie fans are irrational for calling out the show and how that racism perpetrated in TVDU. When they simply cannot mentally handle that their favorite show or character benefits of of the mistreatment of a black actress/character. Racism is not just an opinion as much as these fans believe it is.
Your asks sounds like a potential college AU for Bonnie/Klonnie. Please tell me you’re writing this! I’d be honored to read it and so would other Klonnie fans.
#klonnie#bonnie bennett#klaus mikaelson#Bonnie x Klaus#Klaus x Bonnie#the vampire diaries#rikkisinbox#anon ask#tvd
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oh god i'm spiraling thinking about how this is going to make elaine feel after she hears asa did this as soon as she dropped him off! and beth and cara? danny and casper? stevie maybe being the one to find him?? IM LOSING IT
seriously i feel so bad for elaine, she has the least context of anyone in this situation. all she knows is that asa was acting weirder than normal and very secretive, then she takes him home and within hours he takes his life. she'll be rethinking everything he told her that day, i mean he literally said “If I can’t help anyone, then… I don’t know why I’m even here. I don’t know how much longer I can stand to be so useless.” she's going to feel so guilty :(
beth, who has been battling with herself over whether she should let asa be a normal kid with privacy and agency, and who only just convinced caroline to ease up on him a little. and cara??? this is quite literally her worst fear:
danny and casper, who both chose to pursue something for themselves instead of putting their family first like they always have in the past, who are terrified of being far away when their family needs them.
stevie, who convinced asa to look for finn in the first place, and who already has guilt over the way she froze up and watched a woman die because she couldn't jump into action quickly enough. stevie, who will have to be the one to intercept asa's parents at the door if the paramedics haven't gotten there yet.
jada, who we aren't sure how much she saw or knows yet, but the sheer amount of guilt she has weighing her down is already so so heavy. i can't even imagine how responsible she would feel for potentially being unable to save her best friend since the literal day he was born.
and finn??? the real kicker for me is that finn would/will be horrified when he finds out what asa put his family through, all for him. he got upset when asa did something as innocuous as burning family pictures, because asa's family loves him so much and he hates that asa has put such a strain on their relationship because of finn.
but i hope i've made it clear enough that this isn't really about finn. asa hasn't been cycling through antidepressants and seeing countless doctors since he was 12 for no reason; he genuinely does struggle with severe depression, losing finn was just the last straw. asa's ability to see ghosts has caused him so much pain over the years, but finn alone made it worth the heartache. without him, he feels entirely helpless. he's surrounded by people every moment of every day, but he can't connect with a single one of them. so while his motivation here may not have been to die and stay dead, i also can't say that he had a clear enough mind to be worried about the emotional impact this would have on the people around him. he knows that if caroline found his body, she would never recover from that, but even that is only a short-term consequence – he's not thinking about how his loved ones will feel in a week or a year or the rest of their lives. i can't really fault him for that. but the whole thing is fucking tragic :(
#personal vent incoming:#i wrote this whole story arc in my notes while i was in a good place mentally#but for the past month i've been.. not good lol#so talking about this is a little bit difficult but it's also cathartic? and eye opening#when you're that deep in depression it's honestly impossible to care about the future consequences of your actions#it's hard to explain but it feels like there IS NO future for anyone. there's only this moment right this second#it really feels like you're fighting for your life in your own mind and it's all happening RIGHT NOW. not tomorrow. not next week.#so... this was the perfect time for me to be reminded that people do care and there WILL be a tomorrow#and sometimes i need a little bit of tough love#someone once told me that suicide is like multiplying your pain and handing it out to everyone you love. that has always stuck with me#so if i sound like i'm going too hard on asa (or too soft idk) it's only because i've been there#asks#anonymous#nonsims#brandi answers#suicide tw
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I think it’s very easy to make parallels between Adam’s reasoning and incels, but stepping away from it a bit, I think there’s an obvious difference: while incels believe that they have been rejected by “the female population” which they claim to have a right to, Adam feels himself rejected by mankind as a whole. So why is he too demanding a female companion, specifically?
I think it is interesting because so far, the companions he has sought out haven’t been women as such. When he was seeking companionship with the De Lacey family, he wasn’t focused on Agatha or Safie in particular, no, he was focused on the family as a whole, I would almost argue that his focus was somewhat slanted towards Felix and Mr De Lacey. Likewise, his next attempt at companionship was to kidnap a boy child, William.
So again, how did he go from that to the conclusion that he wants a female companion?
After killing William, Adam sees Caroline’s picture and expresses his attraction towards her. Previously he has described people as beautiful, but iirc this is the first time he speaks of attraction. So it could be that he realises that he specifically wants a companion with whom he can have a sexual relationship, which is disturbing, since he doesn’t plan on giving his companion a choice of being with him; he already assumes that she will be, no matter her feelings.
But also, perhaps he always wanted a female companion, but until now he sought out potential companions that already exist and therefore there’s a limit to what he can expect them to be. Given the opportunity to have a companion made “from scratch”, he chooses to request a female companion.
In a way, it makes sense considering his education from Paradise Lost. Now, I haven’t read it at all, but from what I understand it’s something of a retelling of the biblical creation myth, and that one I am intimately familiar with (having both studied it closely in an academic context and translated it myself). So, when God created (the biblical) Adam, Adam tried to find a companion among the other creatures but was unsuccessful, as he wanted someone who was like him. Then God created Eve, the female companion of the male creation (I’m holding back from discussing gender in the creation myth further, because there is so much to say, but this is not the time or place). Adam (the creature) reading that would quite naturally assume that the companion created for him should be female, to “complement” his maleness.
But that made me think: how did Adam come to understand himself as male? He “grew up” completely isolated, so where would he have gotten the information? Even if he watched the De Lacey family closely and intimately enough to see a physical variation between Agatha/Safie and Felix/Mr De Lacey/himself, would he understand what that means?
Which makes me wonder if he wants a female companion specifically because of a true desire for “the female”, or simply because it is what he understands to be the natural complement to himself as male. Incels want a female companion because they see women as a subspecies which they have an inherent right to, but for all of Adam’s incel tendencies, I would say it’s rash to assume he holds the same views and values, especially considering how limited his education and life experiences are.
#i want to dissect adam’s gender so badly#i hope there’s some articles on it i can check out once we’re done#frankenstein weekly#meta#adjacent at least#my meta
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Chapter 33
Chapter 33
Don’t Let Me Down
Written by John Lennon
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This is a shorter chapter written to be a transition chapter to keep the story of our favourite couple going. Thanks once again to my wonderful friend and beta, Karen Bockius. And thank you to the readers for all of your support. It is much appreciated.
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Demelza heard a knock on the door and answered it to find Caroline with a big smile on her face, and a large tote bag carrying goodness knows what!!
“Caroline! Come on in, I’m so excited to see you!” The two friends gave each other a big hug.
“Hello darling, how are you? I hope that you’re as excited about this wedding as I am!” Caroline set down her heavy bag.
Demelza was staring at the bag, “What on earth did you bring? It looks like you’ve shoplifted the magazine section of the grocery store!”
“Well, we do have a lot of work to do, don't we? What kind of a maid of honour would I be if I didn’t help you get started looking at bridal magazines? We must take notes, and possibly cut out articles and pictures that we want to keep.”
Demelza was a little confused, “Then what do we do with the articles and pictures?”
Caroline shook her head and rolled her eyes, “What on earth am I going to do with you? To make a scrapbook of course! Of anything that catches your eye. That way we or rather you, can get an idea of what type of wedding you’d like to have.”
“You make it sound simple,” Demelza replied.
“This is the fun part! Before all of the stress takes over,” Caroline said.
Demelza furrowed her brows, “Have you ever planned a wedding before?”
“Well of course, I haven’t planned my wedding, but I’ve helped a few friends and some cousins plan their weddings.” Caroline pulled out a giant three-ring binder with blank pages in it. Demelza thought for sure there was a spotlight on the binder and music playing when Caroline pulled it from the bag! The front of the binder in pretty lettering spelled out ‘Demelza and Ross’s Wedding’. “And look what I brought! I didn’t decorate the cover because I thought you might want to do that, and of course, we don’t know a date yet. So this will help you gather your thoughts. You can write in it, make notes, scrapbook in it with pictures, and keep memories as you go along in your wedding planning journey.”
Caroline handed the binder carefully to Demelza like it was the original Bible! Demelza took it gently from her with big eyes. The empty pages felt intimidating. Demelza had no clue what to do with it. She’s never been part of a wedding before, she’s attended a few and had actually played at quite a few, but really had no clue what to do with this giant binder or what to do first.
The girlfriends made themselves comfortable on the couch with tea and biscuits close at hand. Caroline pulled out a couple more magazines, “Now I know that you really have no idea what to do first, and I can help you with that, or you can do it on your own. That’s fine if you do. I brought a few of the magazines that seem to be pretty helpful in guiding brides what to do and when. They’re called The Knot.”
Demelza chuckled, “Seriously? ‘The Knot’?”
“I know right? Catchy. But they really do seem to be full of good ideas. And of course, they have a website. Have you and Ross talked about any wedding plans at all, or maybe a date?”
“No, not really. I reckon we should start doing something? We’re just so busy right now. He’s been working a lot of hours transitioning over to his new division, and I’ve been either in my private lessons or at the music hall. I don’t know what I’m going to do if we decide to have the wedding before his mother’s surgery.” Demelza was getting anxious by the second.
Caroline could tell Demelza was getting worried. “Well don’t let it worry you too much. Something that I did think of, is what venue you could use. I checked with my uncle and he said that he would be delighted if you’d like to have the wedding and reception at his home. That way it could all be held in one place and you wouldn’t have to worry about a thing! And it could be as simple or as grand as you’d want!”
“Oh Caroline! That would be wonderful! I’ve always loved your uncle’s home and it’s a place that I’m comfortable with! But I’ll need to talk it over with Ross.”
“Of course. In the meantime, let’s look at these dresses before I drop you off at the music hall,” Caroline smiled.
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Jenny was about ready to go home for the night and walked in to see if Ross was ready to go home as well. But by the look of things, Ross was knee deep in boxes. “Ross, it’s time to go home.”
Ross turned around and gave Jenny a weak smile, “Oh I don’t know Jenny. Maybe I’ll just stay until it’s time to pick up Demelza.”
“Ross, that's two and a half hours yet! Why don’t you go home and rest before you pick her up?” Jenny said.
Ross moved some files so that he could sit down, “I can’t believe there’s so much stuff here leftover from the last bunch of blokes. Oh hell Jenny I don’t know. I’m so tired of boxes and files, but I’m afraid that if I go home I’ll fall asleep and be late picking Demelza up.”
“You need to start letting her take the tube home, or better yet teach that woman how to drive!” Jenny felt bad for her boss doing all of this running around for Demelza.
“No, I don't like her riding the tube that late at night. And actually she does want to learn to drive when the good weather is here to stay. Oh, I think I’m just going to stay here for a while longer, I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”
“Sure Ross. See you tomorrow,” Jenny walked out of the office. Jenny was starting to feel frustrated with Ross driving Demelza all over London. It’s not fair. He does so much for her, and she doesn’t do a damn thing for Ross! If he were my boyfriend I’d … stop it Jenny. He’s not your boyfriend. Get over it. At least she’s not Elizabeth! Jenny stepped onto the elevator and headed home.
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Ross had worked until it was time to pick up Demelza. He was on a roll of getting things done and just stuck with it. To his delight he was able to get most of the files put away, making less work for them in the morning. He was now sitting in his car in the parking lot at the music hall, waiting for Demelza, with his head leaning against the window, his eyes closed. Demelza saw through the window that Ross was probably asleep, his mouth hanging open. She quietly opened the door and got into the car. She nudged Ross a little bit to wake him, he startled awake and saw Demelza, “Oh shit. Demelza, are you done?”
Demelza gave him an understanding smile, “Time to go home Ross. Have you been at the office all this time?”
Ross cleared his throat, “Uh, yeah. But I finally got almost all of the move done, so it was worth it,” Ross’s eyes were droopy and his voice sounded tired, “Are you hungry? We could pick something up on the way home.”
“Well, I am hungry, but I could always find something at home if you just want to go home,” Demelza said.
Ross placed his hand on Demelza’s “I don't mind stopping. I know your appetite. Chinese?”
“Yes Ross.”
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A tired Ross and Demelza were getting out of the car when Ross stopped dead in his tracks, “fuck!”
Demelza stopped beside him, “Ross, what’s wrong?”
“Oh shit, I wasn’t thinking while working so late at the office that Seamus probably needs to get outside! I hope he didn’t make a mess in the house. Damnit!” Ross said as he started to head into the house ahead of Demelza. He didn’t want her walking into a mess.
“Well, if he did, don’t yell at him, it’s not his fault,” Demelza said.
“I didn’t say it was Demelza! For Christ’s sake I’m not going to yell at him, it’s my fault,” Ross’s voice had an unusual terseness to it that caught Demelza by surprise. He opened the door and turned on the light. Seamus was sitting in the kitchen waiting for his master to come home. As soon as Demelza and Ross stood out of his way, Seamus raced outside. The couple was looking around for any signs that Seamus might have left them something but thankfully they didn’t see anything. Demelza put the Chinese on the table and started pulling the boxes of food out. Ross went back outside and closed the door behind him. It was chilly out in the dark night. The stars were hidden by cloud cover which made it seem colder. He plopped down in one of the lawn chairs and watched Seamus run around and stretch his legs. He finally came over to Ross for some attention, “I’m sorry buddy, I wasn’t thinking. I should’ve come home earlier and let you out. I got distracted.” Seamus licked Ross’s face in forgiveness. Ross was laughing at the kisses. Eventually Ross sighed, and got up and walked back inside.
Demelza wasn’t around when Ross came back inside, so he assumed she had already headed upstairs for the evening. He looked at his boxes of Chinese and decided his stomach wasn’t up for it and put it in the fridge. He grabbed a bottle of water, and also poured himself a bit of whiskey and drank it down and headed upstairs.
Demelza was sitting up in bed looking at a bridal magazine when Ross walked in, sat down and started taking off his clothes. Demelza couldn’t help but notice the grunting that Ross was making as he undressed. “You sound like an old man grunting over there.”
“Hmmm?” Ross climbed into bed.
“Did Seamus get all fed and watered and tucked in?” Demelza’s voice was now the one that was terse. She was flipping the pages of her magazine quickly enough that she couldn’t possibly be reading them.
Ross yawned and stretched his arm out, and mumbled something that she didn’t understand. “What ya readin?” Ross looked over Demelza’s shoulder and smiled, “Aww a bridal magazine, that’s nice love. Find anything interesting?” Ross was trying to peek at the magazine.
Demelza closed the magazine abruptly and slammed it down on her lap.
Ross’s eyes went wide and his mouth dropped in shock, “I’m sorry, I was just trying to take a look.” Ross went to put his hand on Demelza’s hand but she pulled it away. “Demelza, what’s wrong? Was it a bad night at rehearsal?”
Demelza let out a loud sigh, “You yelled at me Ross,” she sniffed but was fighting hard not to cry, “and I didn’t like it at all.”
Ross’s eyebrows came together, “When did I yell at you?”
“Just a little bit ago when we were coming into the house. You yelled at me about Seamus,” Demelza said.
Now Ross remembered what she was talking about. He pulled her into his arms, “Oh honey, I’m so sorry. I guess I didn’t even realise it. It’s been such a long day, and I was mad at myself for forgetting about Seamus and didn’t come home to let him out before picking you up. I’m sorry Demelza, I wasn’t mad at you.” Ross made another attempt to hold her hand again, giving her puppy dog eyes.
Demelza rolled her eyes, “Oh alright, how am I supposed to say no to that face.” She leaned in to kiss Ross and took his hand, which brought the sunshine back to Ross’s face.
“Sooo have you found anything interesting in your magazines?” Ross asked.
Demelza sighed, “No, not yet. I haven’t really given them my full attention since Caroline dropped them off earlier.”
Ross’s eyes widened again, “Caroline brought them over? That was nice of her.”
Demelza got her smile back, “Yes! She brought over quite a few magazines, and she actually made me this three ring binder with blank pages in it, where I can cut pictures out or write down thoughts …”
Ross interrupted, “What? A binder? I don’t understand. What are you supposed to write down in it?”
“Wellll, thoughts about the wedding of course! Silly! You know, what things we want to include in the wedding, how we want it to look like, themes, wedding dresses that I like, decorations.”
“Really? I’ve never heard of such a thing. Sounds kind of complicated. Do you have an…idea of a wedding dress?” Ross replied.
Demelza started flipping through the pages again, “No, not yet. I don’t know if we need to figure out where we’re going to have the wedding before I choose my dress. Oh Ross! I forgot to mention! Caroline has offered her uncle’s house to have our wedding and reception in! Isn’t that wonderful!”
Ross’s eyebrows grew together again, “Oh.”
“What? What’s wrong Ross?”
Ross was looking down at his hands, “I guess I just assumed we…would get married at Nampara.”
“Oh. I hadn’t thought about Nampara. Well, we don’t even know about a date yet, and when your mother’s surgery is…”
“Well, I have spoken with my father about that. Mama has a doctor appointment this Friday and he’s going to try to get a handle on that and what the doctor thinks is best,” Ross said.
Demelza was a little taken aback by this, “Oh, you didn’t tell me that you had spoken with your father.”
“I’m sorry, I meant to tell you but I couldn’t remember whenever I saw you. It’s hard right now. I wish we could carve out some time for each other during the week. By the time you get home, I’m tired, and then in the morning when I’m getting ready for work, you’re tired.”
Now Demelza’s eyebrows were knitted together, “Are you saying that you want me to quit the orchestra and my lessons?” Her voice raised.
“No Demelza! I’m not saying that at all! I’ve told you before that I don’t want you to quit your career, and I meant that! It’s just hard right now with all of the rehearsing that the orchestra is doing to get ready for the album, and with the audition of the next chair of the cello coming up, it’s all just a lot. I’m getting prepared to take over this new division so that’s a lot as well.” Ross let out a heavy sigh, “I’m sorry, love. I’m kind of new to living with someone and dealing with issues like this. And now we will soon start planning a wedding, something which I know absolutely nothing about.”
“Well, that makes two of us! I was never the girl who thought about weddings and wedding dresses while growing up. I was just trying to survive and get the hell out of the house. Today is the first time that I’ve ever looked at a bridal magazine. What about you?”
“I’ve never thought about wedding dresses either,” Ross cocked an eyebrow for a mischievous look.
Demelza pushed him, “You twat! I meant have you ever thought about what your wedding might be like? You were engaged to Elizabeth after all, so you must have thought about it.”
“Well, to be honest we didn’t get very far into the wedding planning when I found her in bed with my charming cousin. As far as thinking of what my wedding would look like? It’s not really a guy thing. Although, whenever I mentioned to Elizabeth about getting married at Nampara she would make a face at me.” Ross yawned again. “Not to be rude, but would you mind if I went to sleep, love?”
“No, I’m tired too.” A very loving good night kiss was exchanged and they both settled down under the covers after turning out the bedside lamps. They snuggled into their usual position of Ross wrapping his arms around Demelza with her back side pressed up against Ross’s chest. Ross had drifted off to sleep, and Demelza was almost there when she sat up all of a sudden and screamed, “LUNCH!”
Ross sat up dazed and confused from his sleep, “What’s wrong? What happened? Are you alright Demelza?”
“Lunch! That’s the solution Ross.”
“The solution to what? What are you talking about?”
“The solution to us never seeing each other! I could come over to your office and have lunch with you a couple of times during the week before my lessons,” Demelza was excited that she found an answer to their current problem.
Ross’s relieved shoulders sank back down, “Yes, Demelza, that is a very good idea. We’ll plan on it. Can we just go back to sleep, please?”
Demelza had a slight smile on her face, “Yes Ross.”
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Demelza stood at the door to Ross’s new office, and in her sexiest voice said, “Well hey sexy fancy meetin you here!”
Ross turned around and got a big smile on his face, “Well, hello there! Come here often?”
Demlza laughed, “Not often enough. I’ve heard that there’s a very sexy banker that works here. Have you seen him?”
Ross got up and slinked over to Demelza, “Well, it just so happens, that I’ve thrown him out a window so that I can have you all to myself! So, why don’t you step into my office and I’ll take you for a spin on my new office chair!” Ross moved his eyebrows up and down trying to be all sexy.
Demelza burst out laughing at Ross and walked into his office so he could shut the door behind her. He grabbed her arm before she could escape from him and pulled her into a very deep, forceful kiss. Ross whispered into Demelza’s ear, “I’ve been looking forward to lunch all morning.”
Demelza giggled, “My, my aren’t you the frisky one. Better be careful that Mr. Tonkin doesn’t walk in on us,” She wrapped her arms around Ross’s neck to pull him down for another kiss. She felt Ross’s hands on her back side bringing a moan from Demelza, then she realised where they were and she pulled away, “Ross, darling we can’t!”
Ross let out a big sigh, “Oh, I know, I know. Sorry. I’m just feeling a little bit…” Ross’s mobile phone rang, “saved by the bell,” Ross smiled. He looked at the screen, “Hello da, how are you?”
“Hello Ross, did I catch you at a bad time?”
“No, not at all. In fact Demelza is here with me for lunch,” Ross said. Joshua chuckled. Ross raised an eyebrow, “What’s so funny?”
“You, calling it lunch. That’s what your mother and I used to call it back in the day.”
“Ewwww da, I do not want to hear about yours and mother’s sexual escapades!” Ross replied.
Demelza got a scandalous look on her face.
Ross smiled at his fiance’, “well now that you’ve completely freaked out Demelza, is there a point to this call? And I’ve got you on speaker.”
Joshua chuckled again, “Oh I’m sorry Demelza, I didn’t mean to shock you. Anyway, we went to your mother’s oncologist appointment today…”
“And?”
“And, the doctor suggested that you have the wedding before the surgery, but of course it’s up to the two of you if you want to hurry up and plan a wedding, or take your time and have it later after the surgery. The doctor is planning on the surgery for two months from now. Your mother is upset about all of it. She wants to be a part of the planning, but of course that’s all up to the two of you and where you want to have the wedding.”
Ross looked at Demelza to see if he could tell what her feelings were, but she wasn’t showing her hand right now.
“Ross? Are you there?” Joshua asked.
“Yes dad we’re here. Is mum hoping that the ceremony is at Nampara?” Ross asked.
Demelza rolled her lips to bite on them in anticipation of Joshua’s answer.
“She did mention that, Ross, but this is your wedding. You two decide on where you want to have it. It would be nice to at least have it down here in Cornwall so that your mother does tire out too much. But like I said, it’s your wedding,” it was obvious that Joshua was stuck in the middle. He knew how much it would mean to Grace to have the wedding of their surviving son at their home.
Demelza cleared her throat, “Caroline’s uncle has also offered us to have the wedding and reception at his home. That way everything could be in one place, and there wouldn’t be much planning to do.”
“Well that’s very generous of him, and it would certainly be a lovely venue for your wedding. Well, I’m going to get going here. I need to go pick up a prescription for your mother. We’ll talk soon,” Joshua said.
“Alright dad, we’ll talk later,” Ross replied. He looked up at Demelza. “So what do you want to do? I guess the first thing to decide on is if we want to have the wedding before the surgery, or wait?”
Demelza was biting her thumb nail, something she rarely did. “I think we should have the wedding before the surgery. But I also think we should have it at Killewarren.”
Ross blew a big sigh and ran his hands over his face. “I was afraid you were going to say that about Killewarren.”
“Ross it will be so much easier on Grace and on us if we have it there, plus we can have more guests if we have it at Killewarren. I don’t have much family, but I do have friends that I want to invite, and you do too. Not to mention business associates. If we have it at Nampara, we would have to use a tent for everything, and that’s something I really don’t want to do,” Demelza explained her side of things.
“Is that you talking or is that Caroline talking?”
“Ross!! I can’t believe you just said that to me! I haven’t even talked with Caroline since the other day. Don’t you think I can make a decision on my own without Caroline? I…”
There was a knock on the door. Jenny interrupted, “Ross your lunch is here. Do you want me to bring it in here?”
“Uh yeah Jenny, thanks. Why don’t you go on to lunch as well, yeah?” Ross told Jenny.
“Sure, sounds good. Congratulations on your engagement Demelza. You must be very excited. I know I would be.” Jenny said.
Demelza gave Jenny a smile, “Thank you Jenny. Yes we’re very excited. Have a good lunch.”
“Aye. Ross, call me if you need me to come back sooner. Ta.” Jenny turned around and left the couple with their lunch. She had heard their voices raise just before she knocked on the door which made her wonder if there was trouble in paradise.
Ross let out a big sigh and sat down at his desk, “Look Demelza, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that earlier about Caroline. Of course you can make a decision without Caroline. I don’t want things to be tense between us. Can we agree to just try to keep things simple since we don’t have time to plan a royal wedding?”
Demelza sat on the couch and started pulling their lunch out of bags, “Yes, I think we can definitely agree on that. It sounds like the album recording is going to be after your mother’s surgery, so at least we don’t have to worry about the actual recording itself.”
“Well, that’s one good thing. I imagine that you’d like to hire some of your friends from the orchestra to play at the ceremony?” Ross asked.
Demelza started eating her sandwich, “Well, there’s a line there. Is it tacky to ask my friends to play? I’ll have to ask around and see how people would feel about it. I mean we would pay them to play, naturally. Do you think we should hire a wedding planner?”
Ross tucked into his lunch and was thinking about the question. “Well, would that insult Caroline? You don’t want to hurt her feelings.”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to ask her point blank on that one. I don’t want her overwhelmed either.” Demelza’s phone buzzed with a text. She took a moment to look at it. “Well, here we go.”
“Who is it?”
“Frank. He said the maestro just announced the cellist audition for next Wednesday.” Demelza’s face turned white as she put her hand over her heart. “Fuck. It’s all too much!”
Ross could see she was about to lose it. Her breathing was getting faster, he joined her on the couch quickly, and placed her hand into his, “Demelza look at me. Breathe in, breathe out. Come on, do it with me. We’ve done this before. It’s okay, my love, you’re alright.” Demelza was breathing along with Ross. “Demelza, look at me. Forget about anything to do with the wedding until after the audition next week, alright? Do what you need to do to get yourself ready for the audition. If there’s a practise room somewhere that I need to hire for you just let me know. And I can hire a driver to take you wherever you want to go until after the audition.”
Demelza looked at Ross like a dewy eyed doe, “Oh Ross I can’t let you do all of that.”
“I insist Demelza. This audition is very important. I can’t help you play, but I can make arrangements to help make life easier for you while you prepare. I’ll do the shopping this weekend and the cooking, and make sure Seamus and I stay out of your way. Whatever you need, please just let me know, alright? And no talk of wedding plans,” Ross raised his hand to brush a loose curl from her eyes.
Demelza grabbed him for a hug, “Oh Ross, I’m so sorry for being so cross with you lately. I don’t deserve you.”
Ross softly chuckled in Demelza’s ear, “Hey now, no apologies necessary. I think we’ve both been a little on edge lately. You just worry about kicking ass at that audition, and being the best cellist that you can be, alright?” Ross leaned back to look at Demelza, “I love you, and I believe in you and your ability. And I’m going to be right there by your side, every step of the way.” Ross took Demelza’s face in both of his hands to gently kiss her forehead, her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, and finally her lips. The two separated and rested their foreheads against each other. Ross sighed and smiled as Demelza’s phone started to blow up. “I believe you know what all of that is about?”
Demelza looked at the phone, “Yep. That would be James. I suppose that I better get home and get ready for rehearsal. Sorry that our lunch date was cut short.”
Ross smiled and shook his head, “It’s quite alright. It was for a good reason. C’mon, let’s go get you a cab home. Why don’t you take the rest of your sandwich with you, maybe you can eat it later.”
“Good idea. You could finish yours as well,” Demelza stood up to get her things together.
Ross straightened his tie and ran his hand through his hair, “You ready to go, love?”
Demelza smiled at him, straightening his tie, “Yes, I guess so.” She placed her hand on his chest and leaned up for another kiss.
“Okay, I’ll walk you downstairs to get a cab,” Ross opened the door for her. Jenny was standing outside of Ross’s office door when he opened it. “Oh hi Jenny, I wasn’t expecting you back so soon. I’m going to walk Demelza downstairs to get a cab and then I’ll be back.”
“Oh the tube station is just half a block away, that would be cheaper,” Jenny piped in.
“Oh I could just do that Ross…” Demelza said.
Ross’s eyes widened at Jenny, “No Jenny, please! Demelza, I want you to take a cab. It will be quicker and you’ll be able to get home and do what you need to do for rehearsal and find out more about the audition,” Ross said emphatically. Demelza saw the look on Ross’s face and then looked at Jenny whose face was flushed from Ross’s words. Ross took a breath. “So Demelza, do you have everything together?
Demelza’s eyes were wide, and she answered him in a soft voice, “Yes, love, I’m ready to go whenever you are.”
“Right. Jenny, I’ll be back in a moment,” Ross grabbed Demelza’s hand and led her to the elevator.
Ross and Demelza stepped into the elevator, the doors closing behind them. Ross noticed Demelza was looking at him, “What?”
“Um, well, maybe it’s just me, but I think Jenny has a thing for you. I’ve suspected before but the way she looked at me today, I’m pretty sure. Has she said anything to you?”
Ross sighed, and ran his hand across his face, “I had an inkling. I was hoping I was just imagining things. What should I do?”
The elevator door opened and they stepped out. “I don’t know Ross. I guess just make sure you don’t encourage her feelings. I’ll think about it and we can talk about it over the weekend, but right now I need to get a cab.”
“Yeah, you’re right. I see one over there, let’s go grab it.” Ross waved at the cab to make sure it didn’t drive off.
Ross opened the car door for Demelza, “Look, I’ll pick you up later tonight, and then maybe we can go have a drink or something. Unwind a bit,” Ross reached in the window to give the driver instructions on where to go and paid him.
“That sounds wonderful!” Demelza gave Ross a kiss and got in the cab.
Ross waved them off and then turned around and looked at his building. He couldn’t help but think about Jenny and what he should do, or if he should do anything. He’s never been in this kind of situation before and he didn’t want to mess it up. He let out a big sigh and headed back into the building.
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I have to admit, finding titles for the chapters has forced me to remember Beatles songs that I’ve forgotten about and it’s also been fun learning about how they were written and the story behind the song. I chose this song for this chapter because as Ross and Demelza go forward in their relationship, and now planning a wedding, things or people will no doubt get in their way just like any other couple. Demelza has worked hard for her career and Ross plans on supporting her in it, but what about children? To have children or not to have children? Where is the wedding going to take place? Is there going to be a woman from Ross’s past to throw a monkey wrench into the couple?
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A few secrets in re:curse
Since re:curse is a game that includes the project file for the game itself, I went poking around in there via the demo version of RPGVXAce and found some pretty interesting stuff. Since I assume not everyone wants to go to that effort I figured I’d share a few of the things I found here, specifically the “translations” for the glitched text present in the game, plus a bit of dialogue from an unused room and one other secret I found regarding the ending of the game.
The glitched text I’ve transcribed here is the email Caroline sends Joan, the dialogue from the version of Caroline present on the CRT monitor, and the alterations Caroline makes to the ASTER code of conduct.
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lab_normal_01 (the start room for the game)
(Note: this is the email Joan received)
Subject: re:curse
congratulations! youve hit 10000 carolines
want to meet carolines in real life?
click here
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lab_corrupt_02 (first corrupted room)
CRT Caroline:
hiiiii linda
how goes it? still a dipshit?
haha, i know you don’t understand me.
but the person behind your eyes might.
since it’s such a pain to translate, i’ll at least try to be entertaining
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ASTER Facility code of conduct:
It’s the ASTER Facility book of bullshit
(...the letters are moving around too much)
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lab_corrupt_03 (the flipped lab room)
CRT Caroline:
notice how this monitor isn’t flipped? totally on purpose.
in fact, i bent the laws of reality to make that happen. its Very Important Lore
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lab_corrupt_05_looping (1st “island” lab room)
CRT Caroline:
oh, this one!
i remember this lab.
all the little islands, exactly the same…
extending in every direction…
…
i’ve always existed in places like this, huh?
i wonder if i’ll miss it. when the time comes.
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ASTER Facility code of conduct:
It’s the ASTER Facility archive of autostereograms
(...the letters are forming strange, repetitive patterns. You can feel your eyes unfocusing.)
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lab_corrupt_06_looping (2nd “island” lab room with Cube)
CRT Caroline:
just now, i looked through the screen, to the horizon line in the distance.
and i imagined myself. many loops in the future. standing on that platform.
it made me feel…
(CRT Caroline’s head splits in half)
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(CRT Caroline goes back to normal)
i’ve decided.
i actually hate this room.
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lab_corrupt_07_maze (vertical maze room)
CRT Caroline:
(Note: This is after the phone conversation where Linda tells Joan her password and Joan is confused about what a vertical bar is)
lol
idiot doesn’t even know about “vertical bar”
...my feelings are a mess.
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lab_corrupt_08_stairs (stairs room)
CRT Caroline:
stairs room…
what came after stairs room..?
OH.
i just remembered.
i wonder if you’ll realize…
who exactly you’re looking at, that is.
(Note: Linda walks in on herself and Joan kissing after this room. It’s possible Caroline is referring to something else but that context feels pretty important.)
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ASTER Facility code of conduct:
It’s the ASTER Facility book of moire patterns.
(The pages are covered in high frequency strips. The patterns undulate as you move your head around.)
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map8.5 (wide maze with breaking floor)
(Note: Computer Caroline mentions going though Linda’s administrative warning folder and learning about “Tube Incident” in this room.)
CRT Caroline:
i have one regret.
“tube incident.”
i looked at the pictures.
it’s not something you can unsee.
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ASTER Facility code of conduct:
It’s fucked up, or what?
(It’s an illustration of an elephant. The feet are drawn in the negative space between the legs, which has a disorienting effect. You’ve seen this one online before. She must be running out of ideas.)
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map10 (spiral walkway)
(Note: Computer Caroline’s dialogue ends with “that phone has now rung for the eleventh time. that’s my cue.”)
CRT Caroline:
my cue too.
thanks for chatting, cheater.
i’ll see you later.
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There is also an area in the game labeled lab_corrupt_testZone that is not accessible during a regular playthough of the game and presumably was used as a debug room. There’s a lot of text here specific to this room but in particular I want to share the dialogue that the two Carolines have in this room. The places where [number] is present are presumably spots where fonts would load.
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Computer Caroline:
well, well, well…
fancy seeing you here, lindy!
yep…
a real treat. a real welcome intrusion.
from a real. good. pal.
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CRT Caroline:
[1]youre not supposed to hear me, stupid!!
euuuuuggh go awayyyy
[1]eeeeughhh cough co[0]ugh cough cough. better?
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As one final thing: When looking around in the files I noticed that the file for the noise that plays when the game is forced to close had a name that indicated it was actually an image file. I converted it into something I could open in a graphics program and this is what I got:
(as an aside I think there’s supposed to be some color present in this image but I was legitimately unable to get it to open in anything but greyscale. If you want to check out this file yourself it’s in Audio>SE)
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His unannounced Queen
Just an fyi I don’t own tvd or the originals (one because I’m broke) and (two because I don’t live I California) the people who own it are on Netflix or hbo max so yea just saying so DONT SUE ME IM TO YOUNG TO GO TO JAIL,thank you and good day
Another thing the gif is from Pinterest don’t really know who I have a lot of klaroline gifs saved so I would have to double check. If it’s yours please let me know and I’ll put you name down. Thanks
IJS: Cami Bashing, Hayley bashing(if that’s what you wanna call it)
Requested by:@riyap279
It had been 8 years since carolines the last encounter in the woods with klaus but when he showed up at her graduation and told her that he would wait for her however long it takes it made her heart jump. Nobody has ever said anything like that to her, not matt, not Damon, and never Tyler. Klaus was always there for her when she needed him, after they walked away from the graduation ceremony he told her that his door would always be open if she ever needed him or wanted to take him up on his offer on showing her all the amazing things the world had to offer.
Caroline was in her car driving to New Orleans to see klaus and take him up on his offer, she was excited she knew that he would always be there for her whether it be good or bad he was there in less than an hour. As she passed the "Welcome to New Orleans" sign she wondered if he had moved on or if he was still waiting for her. There was that tiny voice in the back of her head that was telling her that he didn't want her anymore and that she should just turn back.
But Caroline ignored it she was going to find out for herself and even if he did find someone else she was still going to stay a while to spend time with her favorite girl. Hope Mikaelson was the magical loophole baby that happened between klaus and the were-slut hayley. When caroline first heard about klaus having a baby none the less with hayley she was hurt but then came along the weird Gemini coven who magically implanted Lizzie and Josie inside of her womb.
When rebekah needed someone to help take care of hope she called caroline because she was the only person that her brother wouldn't kill on the spot. When caroline had met hope she was just barely a newborn, it was like the motherly instincts kicked in and she loved and cared for hope as if she were her own daughter. When hope turned about 2 years old she started to call caroline mama, her being the sweet person she was she showed pictures of hayley and said that she was her momma.
But baby hope wasn't having it, instead, she would use her baby magic to throw the picture away and crawl into carolines arms repeating how she was her mama. When it was time for hope to go home rebekah made a promise to not let hope forget her real mama and that it should have been caroline instead of hayley who got pregnant with hope. Caroline is pulled out of her thoughts by the sound of loud jazz music playing as she drove closer to the mikaelson home.
If Caroline knew anything she knew that the mikaelson's had to live in extravagant houses, looking at her phone to get the address for the house she put it in her GPS and drove in that direction. Caroline might have forgotten to mention to klaus that she was coming to visit so she was just going to surprise him in her own fashion. As she pulls up to the Compound she sees lights, and people dancing and enjoying themselves and she can't help but be excited for that to be her.
Caroline parks her car in the parking space that she now just reserved for BMW and grabs her purse and phone before locking the car. Caroline fluffs out her hair before applying just a bit more lip gloss before walking up to the door and opening it not bothering to knock on it. Who's gonna hurt her? If they tried they had a death wish so it wouldn't really be smart.
Caroline listened for sounds and heard talking in the living room so she headed that way, as she walks in she sees some blonde-haired girl who weirdly looked like her but cheaper, a tall dark-skinned man with a large cocky smile on his face. Looking more she saw The Mikaelson's, the were-slut, and then her klaus who seemed to be arguing with the dark man. Before she could make her presence known she heard tiny footsteps, so instead of watching the argument which was entertaining she followed the tiny steps.
Making her back to the foyer she sees a small light red-ish brown-haired girl coming down the steps, noticing the scent she walks in front of the steps with a bright smile on her lips. Hope was coming down the stairs to get a snack when she saw her mommy standing in front of her with a bright smile, not thinking about if anyone heard her she bolted down the stairs "MOMMY!" she jumped into caroline's arms as she was spun around in circles "Hi jelly bean" caroline chastened as she felt whole at this moment.
Everyone who was in the living jumped up and ran to hope who screamed mommy, making it to the foyer they saw hope hugging a blonde woman tightly. Rebekah smiled brightly because she knew that caroline would come eventually and hope had missed her so much. Klaus thought he was seeing things thinking to himself that she was here in his home with his daughter who called her mommy. Hayley was confused as to whom her daughter called mommy, hope never even called her mommy.
Hope would always call her hayley, Hayley was never really there for hope she was always in the bayous with her pack. There was one time she let mommy slip but that was because of Camille who she thought was her mommy but soon realized that she was wrong and went back to her room crying at not being able to see her mommy. Now at this moment, she was here in their house, holding and telling her how much she missed her and that she was sorry.
Camille, marcel,kol,elijah, and Freya looked very confused and scared, they didn't know if this was another one of Klaus's crazy ass exes. They looked at klaus and rebekah who seemed to be in pure bliss at the mother-daughter reunion. elijah was about to say something to the pair but hayley spitefully beat him to it "who the hell are you, and why are you holding my daughter" she spat as she walked closer to the two, but rebekah wasn't having it her niece was finally happy and she wasn't gonna let hayley ruin it.
caroline simply ignored her and let go of her daughter who had tears in her eyes, she bent down and rubbed her long hair out of her face "I've missed you so much jelly bean" caroline spoke softly as she pulled her close to her, hope was now letting the tears fall from her face "I missed you more mommy, are you gonna leave again?" hope said scared of what the answer might be caroline let go of the hug and frantically shook her head " No I'm not leaving, never ever again" she said as she wiped the tears streaming down hopes angelic face.
Hope wanted more than just her say she wanted her promise "do you promise?" she kissed her pinky finger and lifted it so caroline could mimic her, caroline smiled and kissed her pinky as well before interlocking them "I promise, I'm not going anywhere" hope smile and hugged her mom tightly before letting her pick her up and put her on her hip. Rebekah seemed to break out of a daze and went to hug caroline "it took you bloody long enough" she smirked before standing beside her.
hayley looked furious, her eyes were glowing and her fists clinched together, she looked like she was about to pounce but caroline ignores her and everyone else. She turns to walk up the steps with hope in her arms and rebekah standing there smirking she turned around to rebekah "come on bekah, I gotta re-arrange his closet, I'm gonna need lots of space for my shoes" she giggled before going up the steps with hope in her arms and rebekah hot on her trail.
Everyone was standing there stunned at what just went down, hayley was pissed, Elijah, Marcel, And Freya were lost at who the blonde was, and Camille was trying to wrap her head around why klaus looked at the girl with such love in his eyes. Kol seemed to have the same smirk on his face as rebekah did before she left the room, "klaus aren't you going to say anything she just took our daughter" hayley asked still furious klaus just shrugged and followed upstairs to where the girls went leaving his family and others alone.
klaus made his way upstairs to his bedroom where he heard laughing and hope talking to her mommy, he walked into the room and leaned up against the door watching Caroline take down his clothes and move them over but let out a frustrated sigh at her not having enough space. "ugh how many henleys does one man need" she groaned as she ran he hands through her hair before turning to hope who was sitting on the table that was in the closet "why does your daddy have so many shirts?" she smiled and pointed towards the door.
Caroline looked at the door to a smirking klaus who had his arms crossed over his chest as he was staring at her and hope, rebekah had left to go and stir the pot up with hayley and Camille since she wanted to see their reactions. "To be fair love I don't share a closet with anyone," he said with his signature smile as she blushed a bit but rolled her eyes, "well I need more space for my shoes and clothes" she pointed to the lack of space in his closet, klaus walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, she guessed what he wanted to she kissed him softly.
"well whatever the Queen shall want, she shall have," he said in his low British voice, caroline blushed and lightly bit her lip at the nickname. Hope was watching and decided to go in between the two she pushed her way into the middle of the two and reached up with her bright smile. Klaus picked her up and kissed her cheek "do you need to break the wall down so you can have more space?" he asked caroline as she was making funny faces at hope who was giggling "Yes please and I need a designer in here pronto" she said with her miss mystic falls smile before taking hope and walking out of the closet.
Caroline and hope climbed into Klaus's bed and turned on his tv scrolling through the movies, they didn't really care for what was happening downstairs. klaus had caroline and his daughter the two most important things in his life and nobody was going to take them away from him again ever. They turned on Disney plus and picked princess and the frog, Hope was happy she got her mommy back, and now her family was whole.
--downstairs--
rebekah had left once klaus had gotten there so she could go and pick at hayley and camille, she made her way to the living room and saw hayley standing in the corner angry still, camille slightly jealous and the guys just stuck. Freya noticed rebekah and asked the obvious question "who was that girl who hope called mommy" she asked rebekah completely ignoring the growl that came out of the were-sluts throat "Oh her, Yea that was Just Caroline Forbes a good friend of Nik's" rebekah tried to sound nonchalant.
Camille smiled maybe she did have a chance with klaus, he was interested in her and not the other blonde, right? If they were just friends then that meant that she didn't mean anything to klaus and that she had nothing to worry about. but kol crushed her little fun thoughts "I wouldn't get too happy camille" he said with a smirk as he and rebekah were watching her excitement show on her face.
Camille's smile dropped as she looked at the two smirking originals "Caroline is way more than just a 'friend' she's Queen of New Orleans" rebekah put air quotes on her sentence camille was upset at her not being the queen it was supposed to be her and klaus ruling side by side, not some dumb blonde bimbo who didn't know him as she did. "I know you've always wondered who that crown in his office on the shelf was for!" kol said as he leaned in slightly "yea it was for caroline, and you're not even worth the dirt that she walks on" kol said in husky whisper
Rebekah and Kol broke into a fit of laughter when they watched Camille's face drop, hayley was still mad and the men were still confused as to why she just walked in like she owned the place "Hope called caroline mommy because she is her mommy, caroline was there when I took hope away and she grew attached to her so she calls her mommy" rebekah said as she leaned back onto the couch watching closely at hayley's face.
hayley was at a loss for words now she knew why rebekah would always take hope away to mystic falls, she needed help raising hope so she called caroline whose neck she happened to snap once. "but it doesn't matter now, Hope has her mama and her papa also known as the king and queen" rebekah said as she turned on the tv and finished watching supernatural with kol.
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