#Goodnight Evelyn
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"I don't understand how the French are stereotyped as frogs,"
"The French eat frogs,"
"Yeah, but its very inaccurate historically speaking," "It's own national animal is more fitting because of how agressive those bastard chickens are,"
"Are you talking about the French Revolution?"
"No," "You see, frogs are more fitting for Brits. They don't like changes to their environment, they get noisy and complain but do nothing, and you can boil them to death in slowly in politics without noticing. The French instead would have to be dragged kicking and screaming, no, squawking,"
"Everytime you open your mouth, the state of our sanity chips away,"
"Thank you Percy,"
#tldr: my sleep deprived dialogue between two ocs translating my disturbing thoughts down#local swiss-german says that you can boil brits to death#original story#original writing#original character#percy hórvath#michaela idalia#goodnight evelyn#uk politics#writing#ao3
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evelyn is stupid say it with me
hi! it almost 530am as im writing this, i really need to get my ass to bed ugh. but im just here to say ill be leaving tomorrow, i still need my sleep n i need to pack later today! ill wont be really active until like 18/19dec bcs thats when im back :3
HELP SO APPARENTLY SOOBINS BIRTHDAY IS LIKE IN 5 DAYS OHMYGOD. N I HAVE NOT WRITTEN ANYTH YET UM. BEST BELIEVE ILL BE DRAGGING MY ASS HERE LATER TODAY TO WRITE HAHAHA
#just a little announcement so u guys hopefully dont get upset when i dont answer ur ask immediately!#OH SHIT WAIT#ILL WRITE THIS IN THE POST OMG BYE IM SO STUPID#oh well no goodbyes#have a goodnight (morning) instead#i need sleep im a zombie#evelyn rambles
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I just had to tear myself away from my book, that’s not happened in a while.
#I’m reading the seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo if anyone wanted to know#goodnight y’all!#I’m going to watch my episode and go to bed see you in the morning!
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Nothing Else Matters - J. Seresin
Summary: Together since Top Gun, you and Jake are called back to California and thrown head first into the past, its put into perspective for the two of you that nothing else mattered but the family the two of you built together.
Pairings: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Pilot!Reader + Ex!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Pilot!Reader. - Callsign: Joker
Warnings: 18+ , swearing, angst centeral, DAD JAKE DAD JAKE, some dad! rooster too, mean phoenix sry, soft jake & protective jakey, rooster is a lil bit of a jerk in a lil bit of this.
The California sun felt the same on your skin as your eyes closed, standing on the beach. The waves crashed as hard and as fast as your thoughts were moving. It had been almost four years since you stood on this beach.
This time it wasn’t just you.
“Momma?” you look down at the four year old beside you, who smiles up at you. “Can I go?” she points to the water with a smile. You nod with a smile matching hers, scooping her up and running towards the water. She laughs, holding onto you tightly as you set her feet in the water.
“It’s cold!” she giggles as you smile, watching her own smile grow as she continues into the water. “Stay where I can see you please” you say, hands on your hips, standing to your full height.
Being called to be a commander of a base was a big deal, something you were excited but scared of. You weren’t sure why they decided you were the right candidate to run Top Gun as well as the base but you were excited to see the pilots who came up in the same way you did.
“C’mon sweet girl” you smile, reaching a hand out to your daughter, who laughs and runs to meet your hand. Picking her up and placing her on your hip, grabbing both sets of your shoes as you walk towards the rental car. “Do you think I’ll see daddy?” she asks, her voice was soft. You frown, looking down at your daughter.
“I don’t know sweetheart, I will certainly keep an eye out for him” you squeeze sides as you set her in the car seat. She nods, falling back into the seat with a yawn.
Within minutes she was asleep in the backseat, making you smile. You drove through Fightertown quietly. It was quiet for a Sunday night but you knew most pilots were on detachments or deployments.
The beach house you rented was down the road from the base for you to be close by. Smiling at the toddler in the back seat, who fell asleep instantly in the car ride. Parking outside of the home, you take in the saltiness that followed with the waves. You enjoyed the small breeze that came with the evening. Picking up the sleeping toddler slowly to not wake her, you walk inside the house, closing the door with your foot.
Gently laying her in bed, you tuck her in with her favorite stuffed animal and a kiss to her forehead. “Goodnight honey” she yawns, nuzzling into her sheets. You close the door quietly behind you, sighing.
“God make this easy for me” you whisper to yourself with a heavy sigh. Tomorrow was a big day for you and for Evelyn. Making your way to the bedroom, flopping down face first on the made bed, you sigh.
The phone on the bedside table buzzes, pulling you from your thoughts. Sitting up, you lean over to pick it up, smiling. "Hi" you whisper falling back into the pillows. "Did you make it okay?" his voice is soft as you smile. "We did, we miss you already Cowboy" he smiles on the other line.
"I miss you already too, kiss my girl for me. I love you" chuckling softly, a smile permanetly on your lips. "I love you too" after bidding goodbye, you toss the phone back onto your nightstand.
‘This was for the best’ your brain is telling you, as you continue to fight the thoughts as if you knew your subconscious was right. It was for the best.
You never thought you’d be dropping your four year old at a bar. Let alone the Hard Deck bar. Standing in uniform, pulling Evelyn from her car seat, you motion for her to run inside. “Is that who i think it is?!” You can hear Penny's voice and her smile.
“It's me, Aunt Pen!” Evelyn yells from her spot at the doorway, with a laugh. Following her inside, you smile at Ameilia who sat on the edge of the bar. You hired Amelia to watch Evelyn in between school and life and Penny would be helping her.
You kept in contact with the bar owner after your time at Top Gun, she was family to you. She was more than excited to find out you made it back to California. “There’s my girl” she picks her up, spinning the four year old around in her arms as the two laugh.
“There’s my favorite Commander," she smirks, looking at you with a laugh. You roll your eyes, hugging her tightly. “Thank you so much for doing this, it's just until school starts” you smile, kissing your daughter's head. She nods, “I don’t mind one bit, now shoo, you have a big day” she winks, kissing your cheek as you walk towards the door.
She sets Evelyn to the ground as she runs to Amelia’s awaiting arms. You smile, waving as the door shuts behind you.
The base was still as beautiful as it was four year ago. Knocking gently on the door, the two voices invite you in. Looking between the two men that sat infront of you, you stand straighter. “Admirals” you smile at the two of them.
Beau “Cyclone” Simpson and Solomon “Warlock” Bates. “Welcome aboard, Joker” you grin, shaking both of their hands. “We are happy to have you here” Cyclone says with a smile. “I’m happy to be here, do we have recruits already?” you ask, looking through the notebook set in front of you. “We actually need your expertise on something” Warlock says, sitting beside you as he taps away on the tablet.
“We’ve called back twelve of Top Gun’s finest for a detachment that is quite dangerous” you nod, looking over the mission information. you look back at the two of them, "And you want my expertise?" Cyclone nods.
"We know your skill, which is why you are here". A knock at the door stops the conversation, the two of them looking at you then the door.
“Come in”. Beau sits at the head of the table, “Captain Mitchell '' you roll your eyes as internally as possible at the sound of Maverick’s name.
He makes his way into the office, smiling kindly at the three of you. “I will admit, I wasn't expecting to be called back here” he admits, looking between the three of you. “You have been called back at the reques to of Admiral Kazansky" Beau sits up in his seat. "You were not my first choice" he nods towards you, "she was".
Maverick looks at you then back at Cyclone. "But, I respect Iceman and he sees something in you" he looks at Warlock as Warlock nods, clearing his throat. "a uranium plant set to start operation in three weeks, we have been tasked to put together a strike team" Warlock says, pulling the diagram back on the board. You avoid eye contact with Maverick, looking through the notes given to you.
“I mean, I could definitely do it with a good team” Maverick says, looking back at the two admirals then back at the screen, “not in an f-18 though”. Beau chuckles, looking at him.
“You aren’t flying it, we want you to teach it, with Joker” he motions to you as you look up. Looking between the two men in front of you then back at Maverick and then back at the board.
Three faces screaming back at you. ”Let’s get started” Warlock stands, dismissing the two of you.
“Attention on Deck!” all the aviators stand as Warlock and Cyclone make their way into the building. “Be seated" he clears his throat "you are all top gun graduates, the elite" Warlock looks around the room, watching the faces of the aviators.
“A mission that some of you could not return from” he continues, looking back at Cyclone who nods.
“We have two very important people here to train you on this to bring you all home safely. Two of Top Gun’s greatest pilots" the group looks between the others, all with faced of confusion. "Well decorated with three confirmed air kills'' he moves aside as he grins. “I welcome your first instructor, Captain Pete Mitchell, call sign, Maverick” he moves from the podium as Maverick walks down the rows of seats.
“Good Morning” he nods at the group, eyes falling to Bradleys as he looks back over at Cyclone and Warlock. “Your other instructor, Commanding officer here at Top Gun and also well decorated" Jake sits in his seat, twirling the toothpick between his teeth.
"A Top Gun graduate also with two confirmed air to air kills" Jake pulls the toothpick from his teeth. He knew exactly who the other instructor was, a knowing smirk grows on his lips.
"I introduce you to Commander, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) callsign Joker” taking a deep breath, you follow the line of seats. You pull the aviators off your face and face the group of aviators.
Jake grins from his seat at the sight of you, Natasha does her best to hide her disgust, looking away. Bradley looks everywhere but you.
“I look forward to working with all of you” you nod, smiling at Maverick as you motion for him to begin. You move to stand beside Cyclone and Warlock. “The F-18 Natops” Maverick holds up the book with a nervous smile, "everything to know about your aircraft, i assume you all know it inside and out".
The group all pipe up, Jake still hasn't wiped the smirk off his lips, "damn straight". He looks straight at you. "So does the enemy" Maverick tosses the book into the trash beside him.
“The enemy knows your limits, I don't. Show me what you're made of, fifteen minutes and I want you all on the tarmac” he dismisses the group as the aviators file out slowly.
Walking to stand beside the two admirals, Warlock speaks first, “What do you think?”. Putting the aviators back over your eyes, you nod “I think we have quite the group, I'm familiar with a few of the pilots and their skill sets” Cyclone nods, looking at you. “Let’s see if Maverick can teach em” you smile walking out the door.
A hand grabs your wrist and pulls you aside, a squeal falling from your lips in surprise.
Looking up you are met with eyes as green as the forrest. “Hi cowboy” you smile at the man in front of you, who has his own smile. “Commanding officer?! Are you shitting me Jokes?” his smile was as bright as the sun, bring a smile to your own face. He pulls you into his arms, hugging you tighter.
Laughing, you wrap him in your arms. “Just took effect this morning cowboy, I wanted to suprise you” you mumble into his shoulder with a laugh. He pulls you to arms length with his own smile, hands moving to cup your cheeks. “I’m so proud of you, Commander” he grins with a laugh, it brings a blush to your cheeks.
“You brought Eve I assume?” nodding, you smile. “I need to see her,” you laugh, nodding. “Of course, I want you to see her" reaching over, squeezing his hand gently, you nod. “Go get ready, I want to see you fly cowboy” you grin, kissing his cheek as you walk down the hallway.
“Hey!” he yells after you with his own smirk. “I missed you” he winks as you laugh. “Missed you too Cowboy” walking to your office, you miss the looks of the other aviators.
Jake “Hangman” Seresin was the best person in your life. The one person who stood by you no matter what.
The cocky exterior left nothing to the soft man he was underneath for the people he loved. Jake was also the man who picked you back up when he found you in shambles.
“Joker?” Jake shuts the apartment door quietly, there was not a single light on, showing him it was likely one was home. You sigh from the bathroom floor, wiping your cheeks on the towel sat beside you. “Hey cowboy” your voice is hoarse from your hours of crying. He’s moving quickly at the sound of your voice, stopping in the doorway of your bathroom.
There you sat, a hoodie you borrowed from him with a pink stick in your hands. “Oh (Y/N)” he knew a pregnant woman when he saw one, living with his sisters and his mother from her pregnancies.
“It’s Roosters” you whimper, looking up at him, on the verge of more tears. “Please don’t be disappointed in me Jake” your voice shakes as he shakes his head quickly. He drops to his knees, scooping you into his arms as your body shakes with sobs. “I’m never gonna be disappointed in you” he whispers, kissing your hairline. “I’m gonna take care of you, both of you” he promises you, placing another kiss to your hairline.
Standing in the doorway of the squad room, you listen over the radio at the two teams in the sky. Payback,Fanboy and Rooster. “Working as a team, you have to shoot me down first, or else” Maverick says as Payback's voice is heard seconds later, “or else what?” he asks.
You roll your eyes slightly, listening as a fly on the wall. “I shoot back” you can hear the grin in Maverick’s voice. “I shoot either one of you down, you both lose” continuing to listen in, you don’t miss the sound of Jake’s voice.
“This guy needs a serious ego check” you scoff mostly to yourself, but he hears you, looking up at you with a smirk.
“How about we put some skin in the game?” Payback asks, “What did you have in mind?” payback chuckles, “whoever gets shot down first, has to do two hundred push-ups”.
The amount of testosterone in the room was suffocating as you listened. “That’s alot of push-ups” Rooster says, breaking his silence.
“You got yourself a deal gentleman, let's turn and burn”. The dog fight continues on silently. “That’s a kill” Maverick says, fanboy and Payback curses follow.
The fight is only on for about five more seconds before Maverick's voice cuts over the comms, “That’s a kill” Rooster is cursing on his own comms.
There’s a knock at the office door, furrowing your brows as you look at the time. Everyone should have gone home by now. “Come in” Maverick walks in, shutting the door behind him. You stand, “Maverick, this is a surprise” he nods, handing you a folder. “I want you to look this over, tell me your opinions” you take the folder, nodding slowly.
“Okay, I can do that," he nods, biting his lip before he turns to face you. “Sorry if this is over-stepping commander but is there going to be an issue with this?” he asks, looking at you. Looking up from the folder, you set it down on your desk with a shake of your head. “And why would it be?” you ask, hands on your hips. “I support these pilots, every last one of them” he nods slowly.
“I notice some tension in the room, I don't want this to jepordize this mission and these pilots due to personal reasons” he says, looking at you. You knew exactly which pilot he had in mind. “I do have a past with some of these pilots, but I am here to protect them and bring everyone home safely.” you say, watching his face.
"Sometimes water under the bridge should stay just that, under the bridge" he says, walking towards the door. "Thank you for the concern Captian. My personal relationships will not be a concern for this mission, go home and have a great evening" you dismiss him, watching as he crosses the room, shutting your door behind him.
The Hard Deck was still quiet for the early hours rush, skipping two steps at a time you push through the door. Evelyn being the only thing on your mind.
You don’t hear the whispers of the aviators sitting in the back of the bar as you walk in. “So, who is Joker?” Fanboy asks, looking at the squad as everyone shrugs.
“She's a badass is who she is” Jake sits down beside him. “First woman with an air to air kill, let alone two” he smirks, sipping his beer. “Sounds like you're in love with her Hangman” Coyote smirks from his seat, knowing Hangman was indeed in love with you, the two of you in love with each other from the moment you met in Top Gun.
The bar filled in with Top Gun candidates, the first night on base. Natasha Trace smiles at you from your left. “First drink is on me!” she grins, you were the only two women in this top gun class. “Well, what do we have here?” looking from Pheonix, you met the greenest eyes you think you’ve ever seen. “Hi Bagman” she mumbles, standing to her full height. “Phoenix” he nods, looking over his shoulder at you with his own smirk. “And this is?” he asks, he knew exactly who you were. You move in front of him, looking up at him. You smirk, holding out your hand.
“(Y/N) (Y/L/N)” you smirk as he shakes your outstretched hand. “Callsign Joker” he winks, kissing your knuckles. You furrow your brows, looking him over. “And how do you know that?” you ask as he grins, “first active duty woman with an air to air kill”.
You nod slowly, thinking back before it hits you. “Jake Seresin, Hangman, only active duty with an air to air kill” you smirk at the slow smirk that grows on his face. “My god” Phoenix rolls her eyes, walking away from the two of you. “I’d love to know how you got the call sign Joker” he sips his beer, eyes never leaving your face, “over dinner maybe?” you chuckle, taking your own beer from Penny.
“Earn it, Bagman” you wink, bumping his shoulder as you pass him. He watched the way your hips swayed even in the khaki’s that adorned your body.
You smile as Ameila comes through the swinging doors, Evelyn in toe. “There’s my girl” you grin, crouching down to scoop the four year old in your arms. Jake’s ears perk up at the sound of her laughs. He knew that laugh. He looks over to watch the moment, setting his beer down and walking towards you.
Looking up you meet his eyes as he crosses the bar, you smile. “Eve, hey” you whisper to the girl who has her head buried in your shoulder. “Look who’s here” continuing to whisper, you smile as her head shoots up and eyes lighting up like stars.
Jake loved the girl on your hip as if she was his own, being her own father figure for the majority of her life.
“Jakey!” she squeals as she holds her arms out to him. His smile was brighter than the sun as he laughs, scooping her out of your arms and into his. “Hi babygirl” he laughs, kissing her face as she laughs, holding onto him tightly.
The squad watches on as Jake wraps an arm around your shoulder with a smile. “You two headin home?” he asks, looking between the two of you. Nodding, you smile up at him.
To anyone else it would look like a family reunion, and it was as Coyote knows that smile on your face. You were swooning for Jake Seresin. “We are” you smile “Let me grab my things, I will come with!” he grins, setting Evelyn to her feet. “Jakey!” she whines, taking his hand as he goes to walk away. “Alright, c’mon” he smiles, taking her hand as they walk back to the table.
“I’m heading out," he nods to the group, tossing money on the table to cover his tab. The table falls silent at the little girl hugging his leg. “Have a goodnight” he scoops her back up, putting her on his hip as she laughs.
The team watches as he wraps an arm around you, walking back out the doors. “Now, I know I'm just observing here," Bob speaks up from beside Fanboy, “That kid looked a lot like Rooster'' Payback finishes his scentence for him.
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“So Rooster, mind if I ask you a personal question?” Hangman's voice over the comms was cool as always. You watch from the window as if you could see the three of them. “Would it matter if I did?” he asks, looking anywhere but Hangman. “What's the story with you and maverick?” you sigh, pinching your nose.
The tension in sessions was getting to the point everyone could see it. “Seems like he’s got you a bit rattled” he smirks behind his mask, checking his own surroundings. “That’s none of your business, now where is he?” Maverick’s voice kicks in seconds later as he moves from his position below Rooster to above him upside down,“been here the whole time”.
The dog fight then continues as you stand with hands on your hips, shaking your head. Grabbing your aviators, you push out of the room, making your way out to the tarmac. “Hondo!” you yell as he turns to face you with a grin. “Commander” he nods, looking at you with raised brows.
“Send Mitchell and Bradshaw to my office as soon as they land” he nods slowly, watching the way you showed almost no emotion. “You got it Joker” he says, walking towards the now landed jets.
“Are you two insane?!” you yell, looking between both men. “You both are so lucky it was me here and not Cyclone!” you point, looking at them. They stood like two wounded puppies. “You broke the hard deck and you both are letting this personal shit get in the way of why we are here!” you yell, hands on your hips. The conversation from days ago with Maverick nagging in the back of your head.
“I’m sorry ma'am," Maverick says, looking from Bradley to you. “I am grounding you for the next two days, I will be teaching” taking a deep breath, you look over at him. “I want your lesson plans in writing, the four of us will now be going over them every morning!” you seeth.
The two nod, “Dismissed!”. The office falls silent as you sigh, running your hands over your face.
The flight plans all began to run together as you shoved another folder aside. Maverick dropping off the last three days of lesson plans. You freeze at the sound of a knock on the door, looking up at the same time Bradley is opening the door.
“I was hoping you would still be here” he sighs, shutting the door behind him. You stand, “what is it?” you ask. “I don’t want this to be awkward,” he says, looking at you. “I’m talking to you as (Y/N) here, not Commander (Y/L/N)” he says.
“I know we haven’t really talked since that night and I’m sorry” crossing your arms, you nod. “It’s not awkward Bradley” you say, putting on a brave smile.
“Then why is everyone asking me if I have a kid?” he asks, looking at you.
“Something about a little girl who looks like me?” he asks. It felt like you just took the coldest shower your body could take, blood running cold. He looks down at the photo on your desk, picking it up. A framed photo of you and Evelyn.
He notices the brown eyes first, it was his own eyes staring back at him. “Who is this?” he asks as you sigh. “That is my daughter Evelyn” you say, watching his face. “How old is she?” His voice is soft. “She is four” he looks up from the photo then, face hard with emotion.
“Joker, is this my daughter?” he’s got nothing but venom in his voice as you sigh, closing your eyes. “Answer me!” he yells, hands slamming on the desk. You jump slightly, looking at him.
Jake stops at the end of the hall, he can hear the rise of Rooster's voice. He also knew when he was leaving the locker room, Rooster was on his way to your office.
“Don’t raise your voice with me” Jake hears the unease in your voice as he approaches the office. “Is she?” he asks, ignoring the nag in the back of his head.
You notice Jake makes his way into the office, his shoulders back. “Rooster” his voice is stern. Bradley sighs, turning to face him, “this doesn’t concern you Hangman” Jake shakes his head, watching you.
“It does when it concerns my girls” he seeths, looking between you and Bradley.
“Oh for god sakes, Jake?!” Bradley looks at you, pointing to Hangman. “You don’t need to talk to me like that” you say, voice calm. “Jake and I have been together since Top Gun, he’s also been taking care of Evelyn” Jake moves to sit in your desk chair, sitting behind you like a guard dog. “Is she mine?” he asks again, hands on his hips, “yes”.
He sighs, eyes falling closed as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “You didn’t tell me” he whispers as you nod, hands on your hips. “I told everyone I didn’t know who her father was, only he knows” you motion to jake behind you, who sits up in the chair.
“She’s four (Y/N), you didn’t think to tell me?!” he yells, Jake tenses behind you. “No, I didn’t because she has a father!” you yell back, letting out a deep breath. “This is bullshit” he tosses the framed photo on the desk, shaking his head.
“When did you find out?” he asks, voicesoft. “Remember the day after I had a birdstrike? You saw me in the hospital?” he nods slowly, “that evening you took me home, told me how badly you were afraid to lose me” he nods in realization.
“I get it” sighing, he closes his eyes. “I found out the night of graduation, Jake found me on the bathroom floor'' you look back at your boyfriend with a smile. “He vow’d to take care of us and he has” you sigh.
Bradley stands, “I can’t believe he’s been raising her” he points to Hangman, who stands. “Do not talk to her like that Bradshaw” he stands behind you, watching the way your shoulders tense.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me?” Bradley asks, looking between you, “So you could have your perfect family with him? I knew you'd fall into his bed eventually” he looks back down at the photo in his hands. "Bradshaw, you choose your next words wisely" your voice was low, full of venom.
"I had sex with you if you hadn't noticed. I don't appreciate you calling me a whore while we discuss something like this" Jake's hand reaches out, resting on our hip as he gives it a reassuring squeeze.
“I had every intention on telling you, I pulled you aside at the Hard Deck after I found out” he looks up at you with tears in his eyes, “and I had my orders” he says. You nod slowly, watching his face. “You basically told me we had fun but your naval career was important, I was dating jake at that point. I was not there to reminise” you say.
"I came to tell you that you were going to be a father" Bradley looks away from the two of you.
Bradley stood in front of you, “What is it?” he asked, watching the look on your face. You knew the minute you asked him out here, there was more on his mind than what you had to say. The breeze from the ocean was cold. He paced, making both of your nerves on edge, “Just spit it out” you say, crossing your arms over your chest. He sighs, looking over at you, “I’m being sent out, they haven’t told me yet exactly but right now it’s looking like Italy '' you sigh.
“I’m not going to let a relationship hold me down half way across the world” looking up at him, your face went cold. “We both know that this would not last long” he says, cupping your cheeks. “I enjoyed every minute and maybe if fate would have it, I’ll be back” he smiles, kissing your forehead gently.
His head spins, “I’d like to meet her,” he says. Jake rolls his eyes as he moves from behind you, “No”.
You both look back at him, his face was hard as stone. “You have no right” Bradley moves closer to him, chest to chest. “This is not about your ego’s” you sigh, moving between the two of them, “this is about Evelyn and what is best for her”. Bradley’s shoulders fall as he nods. “We can discuss that after the mission,I’m not getting her hopes up”.
He nods in understanding, watching you and Jake. “Now, if you are done insulting me, I would like to get home to my daughter” Jake grabs his bag from the door, pushing past Rooster with a bump of his shoulder.
“Go home, have a goodnight” you say, following Jake out the door with your things. He stands in the office, holding the framed photo in his hands.
He had a daughter who was the perfect mix of the two of you.
The car ride was silent. You couldn’t bring yourself to even turn on the radio. There were enough thoughts running through your brain. You managed to make it home before Jake, head falling to the steering wheel as you sit in the silence of your vehicle.
Closing your eyes, you don’t notice the headlights of his truck pulling into the driveway. Jumping, you look over at Jake’s face in your window with a small smile. You push the door open, grabbing your things and climb out, pushing the door closed.
“I’m sorry” he says, taking you by surprise. Turning to face him, you furrowyour brows. “Why are you sorry? you weren't the one to call me a whore when I fell into the bed of his nemesis" you ask as he sighs, walking to you.
He was still in his Khakis, his boots making him even taller than you. “I shouldn’t have butt in, I also don’t like the way Rooster spoke to you'' you nod slowly, taking his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
“I think we are all gonna be in this planning, you are her favorite person and-” you stop, closing your eyes to compose yourself. “And I can’t let her lose you but gain him. I also can’t have her meet him and lose him” you whisper. He nods, using your hand to pull you into his chest, resting his head on top of yours.
“We are going to figure this out, for Evelyn" he whispers, kissing the top of your head. “I love you” he whispers, you sigh into his chest, arms falling around him, “I love you cowboy”.
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The sky was clear, blue. “Alright, you know the rules,” Maverick says. After his stunt with Rooster and being benched, the two of you were working together well. You smirk from your own plane, looking over at the group on the ground, sending them a salute and in seconds, you were in the sky.
“Phoenix, where is your wingman?” Maverick asks as the woman rolls her eyes, “probably looking at himself in a mirror”. You roll your own eyes, flying low. “Uh Phoenix, we’ve got another boagie on radar” Bob says nervously. You smirk, pulling the mask over your face. “Hangman, a little help please” Phoenix seeths.
“Don’t worry Phoenix, Hangman’s coming” Jake smirks, veering himself to fly just below the pair's right wing. She groans, looking over to notice Maverick, “let’s get this over with”. She sighs, veering off to the left and away from Hangman as Maverick makes his way to her. Veering to your right, avoiding the moutianside.
Slowly flying up on both Maverick, Phoenix and Bob. “Where’s your wingman?” you ask as they all are silent. “Joker?” you smirk as you move to fly to his right, “Suprise” you wink.
“Show me what you guys got” you smirk. “That’s a kill” Maverick mumbles, getting the lock on Phoenix and Bob. “Phoenix, how close am I?” You can hear Jake’s voice, a bit strained as the sun shined brightly. You smirk, coming up from behind him. “That’s a kill,” he groans. “See you on the ground” he can hear your smirk as you wink at him.
The opening of the canopy was refreshing as you pulled the helmet off your head, jumping down from the jet. “That is 200 pushups!” you point to Jake as he stands from his jet, a confused look on his face. “That’s not fair” he yells as you shrug walking past Maverick.
The sun was setting and the temperature was getting cooler. A day of trial runs and simulations. You walked to the Tarmac, stopping beside Hondo.
“What's he at?” you ask, watching as Jake grit his teeth through his push ups. “He’s at 130” you nod, dismissing Hondo as you watch your boyfriend. “Rooster wants to meet tonight” he stops, looking up at you with sweat dripping down his face. “What?” he pushes himself down and back up, looking away from you. “I said that it was okay but I told him not without you” mumblng, you pick at the hangnail on your thumb.
He grunts, looking back up at you. “Okay, of course I’ll be there” you smile, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. “Okay, keep up the good work hotstuff” he chuckles, counting quietly to himself.
Standing under the stream of cold water, you miss the presence of someone behind you. “So, I hear you are still messing with peoples feelings” you jump, peeking out the curtain at Phoenix, who stood with her arms crossed. “Excuse me?” Pinching your eyes closed, you wipe the soap off your face quickly.
“Bradley told me, the two of you have a child and you are refusing to let him see her” you roll your eyes, closing the curtain. “I am not refusing to let him see her, I am letting him get through this mission first” rinsing the last of the shampoo out of your face, you turn the shower off. “I knew you strung him along in Top Gun” you sigh, grabbing the towel, wrapping it around your body, stepping out to face her.
“I didn’t string him along, far from actually” she raises a brow. “And then you crawled right into Hangman's bed, you are similar from what I remember” her voice dripped with venom. Your face remains like stone, watching over her face, “and similar how?”.
She laughs, shaking her head, moving to size you up. “In the fact you care about yourselves and that is it, you don’t care about how your actions affect others, seems like a perfect match” You chuckle darkly, moving closer. "Just the way I remember you Joker, you don't care about anyone" she watches over your face closely.
“Watch the way you talk to me Trace, I am your superior and I won’t hesitate to take you off this detachment” you whisper, watching her face shift with a slight nervousness. “You wouldn't," she bites back as you shrug, walking past her.
“I wouldn’t underestimate me Phoenix, you should remember, I am a woman of my word" you stop at the doorway, turning to face her. “I also wouldn’t listen to the rumors you hear, but to clear it up” you move back to her, watching as she steps back from you.
“Bradley and I did have a fling here the first time and it was just that, a fling, something that happened one time, which yes conceived our daughter, but she’s my daughter” you stood face to face her moving closer into her face as you whisper.
“Jake Seresin is a man who picked up the pieces and stepped up when I needed him" she rolls her eyes with a scoff. You sigh, looking over her face, "You can think what you want about me and Jake, but you leave our daughter out of it" you whisper, shoving her shoulder and walking back into the locker room.
The Hard Deck was quiet for the most part at least at the secluded booth you and Jake hid in towards the back of the bar.
“Baby” Jake reaches over, his hand resting on your knee. “Calm down” he whispers, looking over your face with a reassuring smile. He squeezes your knee as you sigh. “I’m nervous,” you whisper, looking over his face.
He was the calm one out of the two of you. “I know” he whispers, pulling you into his side, arms wrapped around your frame.
You sigh heavily into his shoulder, eyes falling clsoed. You weren’t going to tell him about what happened in the locker room, knowing it would upset him more than this meeting would. A throat clearing pulls you from your thoughts, Rooster stands at the end of the booth, three beers in his hands.
“Sorry to interrupt” he says as you shake your head, motioning him to sit across from the two of you. “Don’t be” he nods, handing the two beers to you and jake. “Thanks” you sip it quickly, almost chugging as you sigh. “So, what would you like to discuss?” you ask as he sets his own beer down.
“I want to know about my daughter, I just- I want to know everything” you nod, looking at Jake as he sits back in the booth.
“Her name is Evelyn Carol (Y/L/N)” he nods, smiling, “I wanted her to have your mothers name somehow” he smiles wider. “Evelyn?” he asks as you smile, shrugging. “A name I heard once and fell in love with” he nods. “Her favorite color is orange” Jake says from beside you, smiling.
Rooster chuckles with a smile, “Orange?” he asks as you both shrug.
“I think it’s because she’s been around him too long” you motion to Jake beside you who sighs with a chuckle. “She’s an honorary Texan okay” he pulls his phone from his back pocket, sliding it over to Rooster. A photo of the three of you in Texan’s jerseys. “Cute” he smiles as Jake brings the phone back to his pocket. “Her birthday is in April” you smile at the thought of your daughter.
The conversation continued to flow naturally. Rooster asking the questions he wanted to know about Evelyn as well as taking what you and Hangman had to say. “I will let you meet her after the mission” you say after a couple minutes of silence.
Both men turned to face you, furrowed brows. “I want you to fly this mission first, I want to bring you home safely first" you emphasize. "I don’t want to get her hopes up” you whisper, looking at the two of them.
“She will love you though I am sure” Bradley nods, sending you a smile. “Now” you lean over, kissing Jake’s cheek. “I am going home to my girl, you are welcome to stay” you nod to him, standing and sliding out of the booth. “I’ll come too babe, I gotta tuck her in” Jake smiles, following you. “Bye Rooster, see you tomorrow” he nods, smiling at the two of you as he loses the two of you in the crowd of people.
“I think that went well," he says in the silence of the car, looking at you. He notices the shift in your body as you look over at him. “Huh?” he repeats himself as you nod in agreement, “yes I do too”.
He furrows his brows, stopping at the red light, turning to face you. “What is it?” he asks as you sigh.
“the mission has been moved up, we have less than a week”.
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The bitterness of the ocean couldn’t cover your nervousness. The breeze from the ship as you stood on the deck. You wanted to get them in and out so you could go home to your daughter. “Joker” you look back at the sound of Warlock's voice, he nods.
“It’s time” you sigh, nodding and following him inside.
The room was seated all twelve aviators, all on the edge of their seats to see who would be picked. “Maverick, pick your two dagger teams” Cyclone stands beside Maverick at the front of the room. He looks around the room, sighing heavily.
“Phoenix and Bob and Payback and Fanboy” the set of four aviators look between the others with a sense of nervousness.
“And you wingman” Jake stood taller to give himself more appeal. “Rooster” Maverick sighs, looking at the rest of the group. “The rest of you will be here on the carrier for additional air support, let’s do this and bring you all home safely” the teams are dismissed, Maverick walking past you.
You stop him, grabbing his elbow as you sigh, “bring him home for his daughter Mav” you whisper, looking over his face as he nods slowly. “Of course,” he promises, walking out of the room.
Standing at the front of the room, you stand beside Warlock as he continues to go over the mission plans. “Lastly” he faces the group, “we want you brought home safely” he nods towards you as you walk to the front of the room.
“You all are exceptional pilots, I saw it in the time we’ve spent here and I know you will give them all you got. Get in, get out” you say, looking around the room as they all nod.
“Dismissed” they all walk out of the room and onto the carrier to prepare for take off. You sigh as they all leave, closing your eyes. “Joker?” Cyclone makes his way to you, hand on your shoulder in support.
“I’m okay” you smile up at him, nodding. He nods slowly, “if it’s best I will send you home” he says, no threat behind his voice. “I know” you whisper, pulling the aviators over your eyes as you make way outside to the jets. Stopping at the door as you watch the two men stand in front of the other.
Jake looks at Bradley as the two of them are silent. “You give 'em hell” Jake yells over the sound of jets, “and come home, for Evelyn”.
Bradley nods, smiling at him slightly as they shake hands, walking off to their respective jets. “Bradley!” you yell, running to catch up to him, he turns to face you. “Good luck” you smile, giving his arm a reassuring squeeze. “I’m coming home for her," he says, smiling at you.
Nodding, you look up at him, “she will be excited to meet you” he nods, climbing into his own jet.
Standing beside Warlock and Cyclone, you listen to the fight over the comms, watching the maps. “Dagger one is hit I repeat!” Phoenix’s voice fills the room, looking over at the two men beside you, “we have to go back” rooster says. “That’s a death wish Rooster, he’s gone” Phoenix says as he grunts over his own comms.
“Sir, we’ve lost Rooster”the woman says, eyes falling to the screen.
“We’ve lost eyes on Rooster” Payback says with a heavy sigh. “Return to the carrier, there’s nothing we can do,” Cyclone says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Dagger spare requesting additional air support” Jake says over the comms as Warlock shakes his head, “negative dagger spare”. The room falls silent as they continue to help the two additional daggers to the carrier.
“Si-” she stops at the notice of you, “Ma’am, we’ve got a signal from Rooster and Maverick, in an f-14..” she trailes off. You sigh, closing your eyes as you nod. “Okay, let them know” you push out of the room, closing your eyes tightly. “Joker! I am sending you out on the soonest chopper” Warlock yells from the room, you sigh.
“Okay!” you yell back as he’s standing in front of you. “It’s not personal” you shake your head, “I understand completely” he nods, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Boarding the chopper, you smile politely at the crew. You watch as the carrier gets smaller and smaller, your nerves even more on edge.
Jake was not on deck when you left.
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The breeze flowed easily with the waves. Digging your feet in the sand, you watch as Evelyn runs towards the waves with cheers of glee. You smile to yourself, she was made for the ocean. California was doing her well. There was no news on the outcome of the Uranium mission, none you had the clearance to have. Jake or Bradley hadn’t landed on your doorstep quite yet.
“I had a feeling you two would be here” you turn to look over your shoulder, Jake standing in a pair of jeans and a tshirt. “Oh my god” you run towards him, body colliding with him as he wraps you in his arms.
He pulls your body closer, burying his head into your neck, inhaling your scent. “Missed you," he mumbles, kissing just above your neckline. You smile, tangling your fingers in his hair, “missed you” you whisper against his hairline.
“Daddy!” Jake can feel your body tense, his own tensing as he looks up.
Evelyn is running full speed towards him. He moves to his knees, catching her as she collides with his chest. “Hi babygirl” he whispers, looking up at you.
“You okay?” the four year old asks, looking up at him. “Of course I’m okay, I’m okay now that I’m with you” he whispers to her, she smiles wider.
“Eve” she nods, looking between you and Jake. “Did you just call me daddy? You’ve never called me that” he notes as she shrugs. “You are my dad” she whispers, burying her head in his shoulder. You can see from your spot the tears in his eyes. “Of course I am sweetheart” he kisses the top of her head holding a hand out towards you.
Taking his outstretched hand he whispers, “I love you, both of you” he grins as she pulls away. He stands, watching as she takes off towards the water again with a laugh. “I-I can’t believe” you smile, cupping his cheek. He leans into your palm with a sad smile.
“I’m not her dad though, I just saved her dads ass" he whispers with a slight chuckle. You shake your head, gently caressing his skin with your thumb, “you are her dad Jake” he smiles sadly.
“You may not have conceived her but you are her dad, staying up with her when she got scared thinking something was in her closet to kissing her princess band aid when she fell off her bike and all she wanted in that moment was you, her dad.” reaching up, you cup both of his cheeks. he chuckles softly, kissing your palm.
“Bradley may be her father but it takes a man to step up and be a dad” he leans down, connecting your lips. His lips were softer than the bed sheets you slept on, his arms wrapping around your waist to pull your body closer. “I love you two so much” he mumbles against your lips, eyes falling closed.
“Nothing else matters, just us” he whispers in your hairline, watching as your daughter plays in the waves.
“Daddy c’mon!” Evelyn yells from the water, he laughs. “I’m comin babygirl” he kisses the top of your head, pulling the boots off his feet. Tossing his boots and socks aside, he runs towards the water towards the four year old as she continues to laugh loudly.
Standing in the sand, you close your eyes to take in the breeze from the ocean, memories flooding your brain.
“Are you insane?!” Jake yelled from his spot on the runway, watching as you walked away from him. “Joker!” he jogs to keep up with you, grabbing your arm. You rip your arm from his, looking up at him. “What?! Am I insane?!” you ask, looking over his face. “Yes! Obviously! I don't think, I just do and I couldn't let something happen to you!” he pants, looking over your face. “You can’t do that” he mumbles as you scoff.
“I’m so sorry that I was protecting my wingman” you throw it in his face, looking at him. “I can’t be responsible for your death, Joker!” he sighs as you begin to walk away from him. “I love you okay?” you stop in your spot.
You and Jake had started sleeping together on and off after your accident, hiding your true feelings behind lust.
“You are the most amazing pilot i’ve ever met and-and maybe I’m fucking shit up by telling you but I love you” he shrugs, panting. His chest felt like it was on fire. “You mean alot to me Jokes, alot, so you can’t pull shit like that” his voice is soft as he walks closer to you, cupping your cheek.
“Since I got here I've been protecting you,” you say, looking up at him. “I’m gonna keep protecting you, you are my wingman” he smiles, stroking your cheek. “I love you too” you mumble, looking up at him with a smile.
“C’mon momma” you smile, Jake's southern tongue slipping as he yells from the water. Opening your eyes, the sight meeting you melting your heart, Jake was knee deep in the water, your daughter on his hip. “Coming” you chuckle, jogging down to the water.
Nothing else mattered but your wingman and the little girl on his hip.
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Consider: Evelyn X Femmet
That is all goodnight ^u^
FEMMELYN YEAHHHHHHHH
#hoof draws#YEAHHHHH DOUBLE BATTLING WOMAM...#i love them ... femmet is so dear to me and i love emmelyn
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“Are you sure you don’t need any help up?”
“I’m alright, thank you,” Evelyn smiled at their manager as he opened the trunk, pulling her suitcase out and setting it on ground for her, popping the handle up, “You need to go home sometime too!” His face held a warm smile at her words as he bowed his head to her, closing the trunk.
“Ah yes, have a goodnight then.”
She waved goodbye to the manager before making her way into the apartment building, pulling her weighted suitcase behind her. She never realizes how much she actually packs for small trips until after she returns home and she feels like she’s dragging an elephant around in her suitcase.
The ride up to her floor couldn’t have been better in her book. It was short and sweet, just enjoying the peace and quiet from the emptiness inside at this time of night.
Evelyn had expected to return to her apartment empty with the lights off, Mingyu having taken Winnie to his apartment while she was away in Paris. What she wasn’t expecting when she returned home was the lights still very much on and the smell of food cooking from the kitchen filling up her nose.
Winnie had jumped up from her little dog bed at the sound of the door closing, erupting into a fit of barking, standing on her hind legs behind the safety of her doggy playpen.
“Who is it Winnie? Is it Eomma?,” A familiar voice made her smile, toeing her shoes off by the front door, placing them in the open space on the shoe rack. She clicked down the handle on her suitcase closed, leaving it sit by the door to fiddle with later. She was so exhausted from the trip that she wanted nothing more than to just shower and go to bed but with the addition of food being made, it put a halt on that plan as her stomach let out a deep rumble, one that had her questioning if she had been hungry this entire time.
Evelyn rounded the corner into the kitchen, pure love and admiration flooding through her veins seeing Mingyu standing at the stove, comfy clothes hugging his body with her apron tied firmly around his waist. She had only been gone a few days but it felt like forever seeing him again.
“Hey there cutie,” Her voice was giddy as she shuffled her feet over to him, pressing her chest against his back as she wrapped her arms around his waist, basking in the warmth from his back, “I missed you.” She squeezed him around the waist as she buried her face into his back.
Making sure the stove was turned off, Mingyu placed the pot on the back burner before turning around in her hold, clasping his hands behind her back, “What if I said I missed you more.” He leaned down and puckered his lips wanting a kiss which Evelyn gladly granted as she stood on her toes and pressed her lips against his.
“Impossible because I love you the mostest,” She leaned back to look him in the eyes, a grin spread across his face as she pressed her lips against his once more, “Can’t beat that.”
“Oh yeah?” Mingyu challenged, moving his hands down to grip around the back of her thighs before hoisting her up and onto the kitchen island, bracketing his hands on either side of her hips. She giggled as she pulled him forward in between her legs by the straps of her apron, pressing her lips against his.
“What is this? You leave for a few days and come home frisky,” His thumbs rubbed at the sides of her thighs, falling in love with her all over again as he stared at her.
“Not frisky,” Her hands fell to hold his bicep, she knew she wouldn’t fall off the island with him standing there but it made her feel safer, “Just tired.” She peeked over his shoulder at the pot on the stove, hot steam rising out of the pot.
“Whatcha making?”
“I gave grandma a call and asked for her recipe to make your favorite meal,” He dipped his head down and let out a laugh, thinking back to his frantic phone call earlier in the day, “I wanted to make sure I was doing everything right and had all of the correct ingredients.”
“You’re so sweet,” Evelyn pouted her lips, not wanting to cry over pasta. Just when she was about to tear up, she was interrupted by a series of squeak noises coming from the living room. Turning her head to the side, Winnie was back up on her hind legs, squeaking her little carrot toy and wagging her tail back and forth.
“Let me go see the baby,” Mingyu backed away from the counter, helping Evelyn hop down. She gave him another kiss before moving around him, but not without Mingyu giving her a little spank on her ass. She giggled the rest of the way into the living room, making her way over to the playpen.
“My little baby,” She pouted again, bending down to pick her up, hugging her little form close to her body as Winnie attacked her face with puppy kisses, “I’ve missed you so much.” Evelyn moved her head in various directions as Winnie continued to lick at her face, happy now that Evelyn was home again.
She walked back into the kitchen after Winnie’s excitement had calmed down enough, snuggling her face into her body as she stood beside Mingyu, watching as he plated up their dinner.
“Is it Eomma?” Evelyn mimicked him from earlier, pressing kisses to the side of Winnie’s face, receiving kisses in return, “When did you start calling me that?”
“Well I um-,” His ears turned red from the embarrassment he was getting from being caught, picking both of their plates up, walking with Evelyn to the table, “Winnie was up at night crying because you weren’t here and the only way she would be okay again was to tell her that Eomma would be back soon.”
This time, Evelyn couldn’t help but tear up hearing of Winnie’s troubles, and that she was the cause of her crying at night. She sniffled and buried her face into the puppy’s body, hugging her a little closer. Mingyu took notice of Evelyn’s crying and quickly put the plates down, bringing her into his arms.
“Hey, Hey, it’s okay,” He kissed the top of her head before resting his chin on spot he had kissed, hugging her from behind, “She was crying because she loves you, baby.” Winnie licked at Mingyu’s hand as he pet behind her ear, thumping her tail against Evelyn’s leg.
“I’m taking you with me next time,” Evelyn leaned back into Mingyu’s chest, blinking the tears away, “I don’t care what anyone says, I can’t leave you behind anymore.”
After a few more moments of holding her, Evelyn walked her back over and set Winnie down inside of her playpen, throwing her little carrot squeak toy for her to chase after. She wiped her eyes with her fingers, then wiped her fingers on her pants from the wetness.
“If I’m Eomma,” She held onto the top of one of the dining chairs, smiling over at Mingyu bringing their drinks over from the kitchen, “Does that make you Appa?”
Mingyu set their drinks on the table, barking out a laugh as he cupped Evelyn’s face between his hands. He tilted her head upwards as he pressed his lips to hers and then onto her forehead, “Of course it does.”
He swiped his thumbs underneath her eyes to catch the remaining bits of wetness that had accumulated up.
Evelyn closed her eyes briefly, wanting to stay planted right here in his arms, but was instantly brought back with remembering what her intended purpose was, “I’m going to shower real fast. I smell like an airport and I feel so gross.”
“Go freshen up,” He pecked her lips again, “I love you and I’ll see you afterwards. Unless you want me to-.”
“Look who’s being frisky now,” Evelyn patted him on the stomach with a smile, already knowing what he was gonna finish with, “I love you too, I’ll be right back.”
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I love all your headcanons!! I especially like how you write Alex and Sam, they're my favorite boys hehe. If you haven't already, would you be up to doing some HCs (or a oneshot if you're feeling it!) for a first kiss with Alex, specifically with a male farmer? (Lowkey I always romance him as a guy bc I love his canon struggle w/ accepting his feelings for another guy, I feel like it adds even more depth to him and w/ his backstory it's so interesting!)
Under the Stars - Alex x Male!Reader
Pairings: SDV Alex, Male Reader
Confession: Already happened
Pronouns: You/yours, he/him
Warnings: Kissing (fluff), food, homophobia (-ish? More so mentioned)
Words: 533
Overview: Alex walks you home and surprises you with a first kiss!
A/N: Sorry, this isn't that good I don't know if it's because it's a first kiss or if I just wasn't feeling it but uughhhghhhhgughghuhuhghh. Like, this is very bad. I think I just forgot how to write LOL.
It had been a few weeks since you and Alex officially started dating. For the most part, things had been going well. It started with a confession at your house one night after he had brought some leftover dinner over. Conversations happened, and before you knew it you found a beautiful bouquet from Pierre's shoved in your face.
But that was in the past. In the present, you had just finished a dinner with George and Evelyn. As per Alex's request, they did not yet know you two were going out. It was certainly a slippery slope to climb, what with their much more conservative views. Still, you held hope they would be accepting of your relationship. He was his grandson, after all.
You had just excused yourself from the table and were preparing to go home when George called out for you. Turning around, you saw him wheeling himself over to you, calling for Alex to come with him. He faced the both of you expectantly. A small moment of silence passed.
"Well, aren't you going to walk him home?" he finally spoke up and spoke.
"Oh!" Alex said, turning his body to face the door, "yeah, come on Y/N."
You said your goodbyes and headed out the door. Just as the door shut, you took your arm in Alex's. He looked at you and smiled as you began walking down the path past Pierre's. Despite how late it was, you could still hear the commotion coming from the Stardrop Saloon and Dusty's pen.
You came to the edge of the main town. Light faded and silence took hold. The only sounds were of the dirt crunching beneath your and Alex's shoes. Despite the lack of sensory input, the area was rather peaceful. You had walked the path enough times alone to no longer feel threatened at night. Every now and again a small animal would scare you, but not enough to warrant a fear of coming down there.
Eventually, you came to your old cottage. Your arm slipped away from Alex's grip as you went up the old stairs to the front door. You were about to head inside when you felt a hand take yours. Turning back to face your boyfriend, you saw he looked rather nervous.
"Hey, uh, I just want to say thanks for coming over tonight. It was really nice," he said, still not looking at you. "Would you like to come over again sometime?"
"Alex, you know I would love to." You smiled and rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. You saw his expression shift as a smile crept up on him. Bringing himself closer to you, he took his free hand and cupped your cheek.
"You mean a lot to me, you know that?" he said. You laughed and nodded. But he still stared at you with a strange vulnerability in his eyes. He leaned in closer to you, but stopped.
"Do you mind if I...?"
"Not at all."
Suddenly, his lips were on yours. You knew this was coming, but still your face was flushed to the highest extent. Pulling away, he looked at you once more, smiling.
"Goodnight, Y/N," he said.
"Goodnight, Alex."
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Pottery Date
Pairing: Stardew Valley Harvey x Reader
Summary: On you regulatory date night, things become not so regular after all...
Warnings: Harvey getting inside his own head (rest assured, he is assured). Hinted at private events...
A/N: the events that made the handmade mug in this fic: "So This Is Love".
Masterlist | Taglist | un-edited.
Imagine… Harvey and you having your usual date night, a nice home-cooked meal with your grown produce, the best bottle of wine from the cellar and a lit fireplace in the dining room. Yet Harvey was becoming gradually more worried that you have been growing bored from these meals and possibly even... bored of him.
So your husband went to brainstorm, using his old apartment as his base of operations; he made calls to old friends in university, asked around the couples of the town and finally settled upon a date. Everything was planned except your attendance and the town keeping it a secret...
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The days couldn't go by slow enough, and finally it was Saturday night. Harvey sat in a more casual outfit: a pair of straight fit jeans with a simple shirt, paired his classic brown belt accompanied with his favorite pair of duck patterned socks that Evelyn knitted for him.
His knee bounced anxiously as he sat down explaining to Maru on how to care for the children. She reassured him that they were in more than capable hands; the door swung open and caught both their eyes.
You were hanging up the last of your gear and closed the door with the sole of your boot. Smiling at them both, you grabbed a mug form the table and poured yourself a cup, leaning your arm over Harveys shoulder and kissing his cheek in greeting. You smiled warmly at Maru as you made your way upstairs to say goodnight to your kids.
Harvey made a last deep breath and started to throw on his coat as Maru headed into the living room wishing him a goodnight on her way through the house. You came back down soon after and looked confused towards your husband.
He had been acting weirdly recently, more secluded than his usual introverted personality... You thought to yourself.
Harvey smiled towards you and motioned for you to get dressed to go back outside as well. Nodding along you followed in his footsteps out the house, into the town square and up the path to the community centre. It was getting late and you were becoming more concerned as to what your husband had planned up his sleeve.
Holding the door open for you, the indoor warmth invited you into the room. Harvey took you coat and then hung up his own to then lead you further into the community centre. There you smelt food wafting in from the shared kitchen and the sounds of glasses clinking and laughter coming from down the hall.
Going into the crafts room, you soon found yourself face to face with all the couples of the valley, as your own partner wrapped his arms around your waist and whispered surprise in your ear.
Smiling from ear to ear, you picked up two wine glasses for the both of you and made your way further into the room. A few glasses and laughs later, a stranger then moved into the centre of the room. And that is when you noticed all the pottery wheels set upon the back wall.
You turned swiftly on your heels to wag your finger and smile widely at your husband that only shrugged and laughed at your reaction before turning to finish his conversation with Evelyn and George.
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The lesson soon started with yours and Harvey's hands working together, moulding and shaping the clay, and your feet set the speed to the rotating table. You could feel Harvey placing small kisses from your shoulder up to your neck and chin; as you became gradually less focused on the clay... it ended up with it sliding and covering you both!
From head to toe, you both bursted out laughing and ended up running off towards the bathroom together; washing yourselves off in the tight space, while holding one another near; heats and souls combined into one as you whisper into his ear, know that no amount of breakable cups and plates can amount to the love I hold for you and you alone.
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You both eventually settled your clothing to return back to the communal room, blushing madly in doing so. And by the end of the night, with many glasses of wine drank and a few too many charcuterie boards plowed through... you ended with a table set of mugs, plates and bowls to use in your entwined future.
#stardew valley harvey#sdv harvey#sdv harvey x farmer#sdv harvey x reader#harvey stardew valley#stardew harvey#stardew valley#stardew valley fanfic#harvey x reader#fanfic#fanfiction#simp-ly-writes#simp-ly
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Evelyn: And I need to remember my place.... and I can't let you be in it... If I let myself… grow to love you or anybody… I make a weakness that can be exploited...and I can't do that. I won't. You do understand that right?
Guy: How would loving somebody make you weak? Why, it's the greatest strength ever. It's what picks you up from the ground and gives you the reason to fight one more round! To not get choked into oblivion to... get up... and fight when all hope seems lost.
Evelyn: My father, he allowed himself to love... and he lost her... to this life I lead. He's always sad even when he says he's not. I don't want to be that way... I don't want to lose anyone else.
Guy: I think.. one day you might come to your senses.
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Evelyn: Senses? Mine are quite fine. I have a job to do and love interferes with that. I think we should just enjoy the moment with less talking, if you're wanting a cuddle... come morning. I'll be on my way. Nothing against you, mind you... it's just my work. My job... I can't afford the weakness of love.
Guy: Ah the age old cry of the modern woman, “My career comes first.”
Evelyn: It’s not a laughing matter! If I let people in, my brothers and I could die.
Guy: You’ve come a long way baby…
Evelyn: Quotes of cigarette adverts aside, I can't take that chance, Guy. I don't know what you are yet, but I have to think of my responsibilities.
Guy: Ok. I understand, I will keep my end of the deal, goodnight Evelyn.
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Elita: She leans into his chest and quietly falls asleep. You know, old iron knickers there and me have had a few disagreements, but I have to give her dues, the things that she and her brothers have done have helped save a fair few lives. You may be thinking that she didn’t want Guy about because she was worried he’d show them all up. But that really is not it. Looks like it, but it’s not it. This night here tempted Evelyn almost to her breaking point. He ALMOST broke her. And in another timeline, she probably became Mrs Van Robinson or something. Just, not in this one.
Elita: One thing Evelyn realised, very very quickly was that Guy was a broken man… Nobody else saw it, but she did. He was broken and there was a lot more he wasn’t saying. But for now, she had done her job, and even got some good sex out of it too. Win - win! Sort of…
#ts4#ts4 story#sims 4#sims 4 story#ksu#tales from the district#sparkiekong#crossover#tac#collab#Season two#guy#Evelyn#Van Richtens
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What Could Have Been.
"At first that woman entered with a willing heart, a glass one at that, and Mira took that for granted. She selfishly desired what she could not have-the allure and charm of that wonderous woman, and in her quest of Envy she broke something very precious, very priceless, beyond repair. Now she gazed upon the enigma, the incarnation of ethereal perfection and love. The other woman is even more of a marvel, shining brighter than the sun-how had her soiled heart of diseased dirt ruin something so pure? The troubled woman ponders, as she stares forlornly upwards again to the podium where God stands, at the woman she couldn't, and never again will reach to."
-Mira Bernadette
#these two are so tragic and not in a 'they die at the end' way but 'envy and circumstances drove them apart'#writing#original story#original writing#original character#mira bernadette#evelyn kirkland#goodnight evelyn#sapphic#wlw post#vita sackville west#virginia woolf#short story
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hey, i love your bateman fic. when is new chapter¿ i like your writing
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Chapter two
A/N: Heyy!! Sorry for making you wait! Here’s the second chapter, thank you so muchh!!
Word count: 564
Song i used for inspo: Wicked Game — Chris Isaak.
“Uhm.. Y-yes.. Why not?” you answered trembling. “You don’t look convinced.” He laughed, caressing your shoulder. You started to blush at that contact and the man in front of you seemed to notice it. “By the way, I’m Patrick Bateman.” Your eyes widened. He was Evelyn’s fiancée for God’s sake! You felt terrible. The way you looked at him the whole time, Jesus! you couldn’t do that to your best friend. “Erm.. It was a pleasure to meet you Mr. Bateman, but i have to go now.” You were about to get in the cab when Bateman patted your shoulder again. “I’d like to at least give you my business card. I work at Pierce&Pierce.” You were hesitant, but you decided to take it to not seem rude. “Okay..”
“Goodnight.” You smiled, amazed by his fantastic manners and finally got in the taxi.
How can Evelyn not love such a man? You asked yourself. She rarely told you about her boyfriend, but the times she did, she didn’t seem happy. He was fantastic, It was so hard to find such a kind and attractive man. You finally arrived at your new apartment. The American Gardens building on West 81st street. You paid the taxi driver and got out of the cab.
You entered the structure and reached your apartment by using the elevator. You took the keys out of your purse and opened the door when you heard a familiar voice calling you. “Great to see you again, Y/n.” You turned to see Bateman near his apartment. “Looks like fate wanted us to meet again.” You said timidly giving him an insecure smile. “I don’t believe in fate, but I believe in fortune.” You giggled nervously while Patrick was returning in his house.
You got in your divine apartment and finally undressed yourself. You undid your make-up and wore your cute nightgown while applying a lip sleeping mask. After lying on the bed, you hugged the pillow and couldn’t get that handsome man out of your head. You wondered to whom your daddy would have introduced you, since he really wanted to find you a fiancée. You were like a precious little flower to him, your father really cared about you, if someone would break your heart, he would never forgive them. You passed your delicate hand through your scented hair and turned off the light.
“Soo, how’s your new apartment?” Evelyn asked as you were ordering another cup of coffee. “It really is elegant, Your boyfriend and I live on the same floor.” You admitted but Evelyn just smiled in response. She really doesn’t care! You thought while Bateman and his co-workers finally arrived at your table. Patrick patted your shoulder. “Good morning, did you sleep well?”
“Yes.. Yes I did. What about you?” You replied blushing at his lovely behavior. “Yeah, I did.” He sat right next to you. At first, you were worried Evelyn could have been mad at you, but when she just greeted him without paying any interest, you realized how useless was their engagement. The guys ordered and you were about to leave when Patrick murmured something in your ear that made your heart flutter. “You look stunning today, Y/n. You should wear this pink dress more often. It suits you.”
#christian bale#christian bale smut#christian bale x reader#patrick bateman#patrick bateman smut#patrick bateman x reader
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BBC Big Read List
Many years ago, I first started tallying the books from the BBC Big Read list, seeing how my reading and interests correllate. I don't take it as the "one truth" on which books are worth reading or "good", I just find it interesting which ones I agree with. Let's go!
Out of the BBC's "The Big Read" list from 2005, which ones did you read, plan to read or started to read, but didn't finish? The ones I read are fat, the ones I still want to read are in italics, the ones I started but didn't finish are crossed out and all the other ones I have either never heard of before or never wanted to read them.
1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell
9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë (and I thought it was horrible. But I wanted to finish it!)
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
42. Watership Down, Richard Adams
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
46. Animal Farm, George Orwell
47. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett (and I love it)
52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck (didn't finish it in school but want to try again)
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
55. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
65. Mort, Terry Pratchett
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
71. Perfume, Patrick Süskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
74. Matilda, Roald Dahl
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
81. The Twits, Roald Dahl
82. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
83. Holes, Louis Sachar
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez
98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie
101. Three Men In A Boat, Jerome K. Jerome
102.Small Gods, Terry Pratchett
103. The Beach, Alex Garland
104. Dracula, Bram Stoker
105. Point Blanc, Anthony Horowitz
106. The Pickwick Papers, Charles Dickens
107. Stormbreaker, Anthony Horowitz
108. The Wasp Factory, Iain Banks
109. The Day Of The Jackal, Frederick Forsyth
110. The Illustrated Mum, Jacqueline Wilson
111. Jude The Obscure, Thomas Hardy
112. The Secret Diary Of Adrian Mole Aged 13¾, Sue Townsend
113. The Cruel Sea, Nicholas Monsarrat
114. Les Misérables, Victor Hugo
115. The Mayor Of Casterbridge, Thomas Hardy
116. The Dare Game, Jacqueline Wilson
117. Bad Girls, Jacqueline Wilson
118. The Picture Of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde
119. Shogun, James Clavell
120. The Day Of The Triffids, John Wyndham
121. Lola Rose, Jacqueline Wilson
122. Vanity Fair, William Makepeace Thackeray
123. The Forsyte Saga, John Galsworthy
124. House Of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski
125. The Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver
126. Reaper Man, Terry Pratchett
127. Angus, Thongs And Full-Frontal Snogging, Louise Rennison
128. The Hound Of The Baskervilles, Arthur Conan Doyle
129. Possession, A. S. Byatt
130. The Master And Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov
131. The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood
132. Danny The Champion Of The World, Roald Dahl
133. East Of Eden, John Steinbeck
134. George's Marvellous Medicine, Roald Dahl
135. Wyrd Sisters, Terry Pratchett
136. The Color Purple, Alice Walker
137. Hogfather, Terry Pratchett
138. The Thirty-Nine Steps, John Buchan
139. Girls In Tears, Jacqueline Wilson
140. Sleepovers, Jacqueline Wilson
141. All Quiet On The Western Front, Erich Maria Remarque
142. Behind The Scenes At The Museum, Kate Atkinson
143. High Fidelity, Nick Hornby
144. It, Stephen King
145. James And The Giant Peach, Roald Dahl
146. The Green Mile, Stephen King
147. Papillon, Henri Charriere
148. Men At Arms, Terry Pratchett
149. Master And Commander, Patrick O'Brian
150. Skeleton Key, Anthony Horowitz
151. Soul Music, Terry Pratchett
152. Thief Of Time, Terry Pratchett
153. The Fifth Elephant, Terry Pratchett
154. Atonement, Ian McEwan
155. Secrets, Jacqueline Wilson
156. The Silver Sword, Ian Serraillier
157. One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Ken Kesey
158. Heart Of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
159. Kim, Rudyard Kipling
160. Cross Stitch, Diana Gabaldon
161. Moby Dick, Herman Melville
162. River God, Wilbur Smith
163. Sunset Song, Lewis Grassic Gibbon
164. The Shipping News, Annie Proulx
165. The World According To Garp, John Irving
166. Lorna Doone, R. D. Blackmore
167. Girls Out Late, Jacqueline Wilson
168. The Far Pavilions, M. M. Kaye
169. The Witches, Roald Dahl
170. Charlotte's Web, E. B. White
171. Frankenstein, Mary Shelley (I've read excepts for uni)
172. They Used To Play On Grass, Terry Venables and Gordon Williams
173. The Old Man And The Sea, Ernest Hemingway
174. The Name Of The Rose, Umberto Eco
175. Sophie's World, Jostein Gaarder
176. Dustbin Baby, Jacqueline Wilson
177. Fantastic Mr Fox, Roald Dahl
178. Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
179. Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, Richard Bach
180. The Little Prince, Antoine De Saint-Exupery
181. The Suitcase Kid, Jacqueline Wilson
182. Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens
183. The Power Of One, Bryce Courtenay
184. Silas Marner, George Eliot
185. American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis
186. The Diary Of A Nobody, George and Weedon Grossmith
187. Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh (I stopped after the toilet-scene. Too disgusting)
188. Goosebumps, R. L. Stine
189. Heidi, Johanna Spyri
190. Sons And Lovers, D. H. LawrenceLife of Lawrence
191. The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera
192. Man And Boy, Tony Parsons
193. The Truth, Terry Pratchett
194. The War Of The Worlds, H. G. Wells
195. The Horse Whisperer, Nicholas Evans
196. A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
197. Witches Abroad, Terry Pratchett
198. The Once And Future King, T. H. White
199. The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Eric Carle
200. Flowers In The Attic, Virginia Andrews
Read: 57
Want to read: 60
Some of the books to read I know very little about except the title and that they're classics, some others I know a lot about (and I even have "Men at Arms" on my TBR pile for when the mood strikes me next). I like reading classics once in a while, but especially older ones I can't read too often, I need to be in the right mood for that style of writing.
The last time I updated this was in 2015 and I had read 44 and wanted to read 72 - so 15 books in 9 years xD Like I said, it's not a challenge or a goal to read all of them, just a convenient way of keeping track of which classics I want to read eventually.
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Jonah- Goodnight my sweet Vera girl. You be good to your Mama okay? She’s taking it real hard coming in second place. Love you baby.
Evelyn- <whispers sarcastically> Oh that’s nice.
Jonah- <grins> Can’t win all the time. I’ll text you about what’s going on. Night Ev.
Evelyn- Jonah wait, hold on.
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Evening Cuddles
A short, sleepy fic I wrote up of my S/I and Raven pretty much just snuggled and relaxed before bed. There's the idea of Raven 's lack of a heartbeat sprinkled in, something I wanna delve more into another time, but it's nothing heavy.
Pretty much just soft fluff!
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Rain tapped against the window, a crisp array of drops making themselves known behind the loosely drawn curtain. While the wind rustled wet leaves and branches out in the night, the room was dry and comfortably warm, dimly lit by a candle at the bedside table. Raven laid in bed, his head resting upon his wife's shoulder. Evelyn held a book as she laid next to him, reading softly aloud the story on its pages for the both of them.
Raven's eyes trailed along the page, watching how her delicate hand messed with the page corner as she read, and slowly looked up to her face. Her golden hair was mostly pulled back and braided, her shorter hair and bangs loosely framing her face. Her thick glasses perched upon her nose, adjusted to better read from a reclined position.
She yawned lightly, turning the page, and placing a bookmark inside before closing. Raven chuckled, and watched as she shifted to set the book aside without moving him too much.
"Tired already, Darling?" He questioned as she took her glasses off.
"Yes. Besides," she smirked, " you don't know where we are in the book anyways, you were snoring earlier."
"I was?" He sat up. "...no wonder I feel relaxed. You put me ta sleep like a baby."
Evelyn giggled softly, leaning over and kissing his cheek. As she pulled away, his hand went up to cup her face, pulling her into a proper kiss. Their lips lingered together after the kiss until Evelyn finally pulled away and extinguished the candle.
"You don't have to go anywhere tomorrow morning, right?" Evelyn asked, sliding further down into the covers. She felt Raven's arms wrap around her waist and pull her closer.
"Nope. I can sleep in with ya as long as you want." He nuzzled her neck and relaxed into her touch as her hands ran through his hair. His head settled against her chest, and he heard the calm and soothing rhythm of her heartbeat.
There was something special about hearing her heartbeat, something that made him want to lie there forever with her. Perhaps it was because he had no heartbeat of his own, and hers was the first he truly felt after so many years.
He felt the silken soft fabric of her nightgown, rubbing it between his fingers, and nuzzling her chest lightly. She held him more tightly, murmuring a soft goodnight.
In a way, he felt her heartbeat was also his own. And he would never tire of listening to it.
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Fighter Sophie wizard Jane bard Evelyn goodnight
#I am so eepy I won't remember writing this come morning#jane gonzalez#sophie green#evelyn glass#the pasithea powder
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Haunted From The Past : Chapter 1 , Part 8
Title : Learning
It's already night by the time Hunter is sleeping in the living room after having calmed down. Meanwhile, Caleb and Evelyn are in the kitchen drinking water and trying to determine the cause of Hunter's behavior.
" I'm worried, Cal, " Evelyn says.
" I'm worried too. But at least Hunter was able to calm down and fall asleep. He just got a bit bruised, nothing serious, " Caleb says.
" I'm glad he's alright, but I'm not talking about that... I'm worried that this'll happen again an- and... He might run away and hide because he's felt scared for Titan know how long. I'm just... afraid that we can't help with his trouble." Evelyn looks away sadly.
Caleb shares the same feelings and holds her left hand as he caresses it gently. " Eve... " he then takes her left hand with both of his. " To be honest, I- I don't think I can be of help either... but that doesn't mean I won't try. Let's try helping him together and see if we can understand him a little bit better. " Caleb doesn't want to say the words 'give up' because doing so might cause Evelyn to lose her confidence in being a mother.
Evelyn looks at him with such sadness, as she's already doubted herself enough to give up before even trying. She wipes her tears and holds Caleb's hands. " I'm sorry for what I just said, I didn't mean that we should give up on helping Hunter before even trying. Let's try to get to know him better so he'll trust us. " Evelyn and Caleb exchange smiles with the sense of hope to help.
Caleb stands up and goes to her while she is sitting. " THAT'S the Evelyn I know and I fell in love with. " He rubs her hair with his hands until he reaches to cup both her cheeks and kisses her.
Evelyn giggles, " also your wife, in case you forgot. " She gives him another kiss.
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Caleb helps clean a couple of cups while Evelyn walks slowly to the living room. She smiles a little upon seeing Flapjack sleeping with Hunter comfortably on the couch. Evelyn then heads over to Hunter to cover his body with a blanket. She fixes his hair to look at his face clearly and whispers with a little bit of a chuckle, " goodnight Hunter. See you tomorrow morning, alright ?"
After Caleb finishes cleaning he walks out of the kitchen and sees Evelyn with an expression he had never seen her make before. The moonlight shines on her face through the window as she looks at Hunter, feeling sorry for doubting herself before helping him. She feels like she doesn't want to lose him and that she's a failure. Her smile, accompanied with a bit of tears, expresses this feeling. This is the first time Evelyn has ever felt this way and the first time Caleb has ever seen it.
He walks slowly to Evelyn and says quietly, " Eve... you coming? " She looks at him. " Yeah... I'm just making sure he's sleeping comfortably. " She looks at Hunter with a side eye as she walks away.
Caleb held her hand before going to the bedroom. "You'll be a great mother someday." She responds, "and you'll be a great father... Let's get some sleep."
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The next day, Hunter wakes up to the sound of birds chirping through the window. He feels a little bit of sadness over realizing how he was made as well as the death of Caleb. Hunter sits for a while and looks out the window. The placement of the sun suggests that it's around noon. He stands up, trying to stretch his body, until he hears someone having a conversation in the kitchen. He walks towards there, but hides behind the wall to spy on the couple.
Evelyn and Caleb have made a list of groceries to buy for today and tomorrow. Flapjack notices Hunter peeking at the wall and flies to him in an attempt to convince him to join them, but Hunter refuses. Flapjack resorts to pulling the boy's hair to drag him out to make the couple notice him.
" Hunter!? You're awake? " Evelyn says.
" Y-.. yeah... " Hunter replies weakly as he looks away.
" H- how are you? Did you sleep well? "
" Hu- Oh... y-yeah, I'm fine... "
" Well, I'm going to buy groceries, do you need anything? " she looks at him.
" I- I don't need anything... Sorry... "
She walks to him and puts her hand on his shoulder. " Hunter... Y- yo-, know you don't have to apol-.... ' Evelyn is startled and afraid of how or what she's going to say.
Both of them look away from each other after having this awkward conversation, and it makes Caleb a little bit worried about how long this awkwardness is going to last.
Caleb knows Hunter doesn't feel well, so he walks to him and says, " Hunter... Can you help me with the chores? "
Hunter looks at him. " Y- you want my help?... I mean, yeah.. yeah. I'm going to get ready. " Hunter walks away from the kitchen and goes upstairs.
As Evelyn watches Hunter walk away, she lets out a long breath, " Thank you, Cal. I don't know what's wrong with me. I- I'm never this nervous, you know... Did I make things weird just now? " she flashes a weary crooked smile.
" Well... I'm not gonna lie to you, but this is better than just ignoring each other. " Caleb walks to her and holds her hands. " You and I have just never had this experience before, and you're doubting yourself about what you going to say to him because you don't want to make him feel bad or hurt him or worse. This thing has to take time, and just like you said, we have to get to know him better as he needs to know us better to trust us. " Caleb teases her by smirking, as if to say, how bad can the situation be.
She giggles, " yeah. I did say that... Well, we do know that he is a curious learner. Like you when we first met. " Then she sighs softly as she slowly smiles. " ...Show him that's... that there is something to be learned and worth to... " Evelyn goes silent because she doesn't know what to say.
And at the same time, Hunter comes downstairs and meets the couple. He says to Caleb, " I'm ready... " He looks at the couple curiously and tries to process what has just happened. " Did I miss something? "
Evelyn looks away and takes a breath. " No. You didn't miss anything. So, y- you ready? " Evelyn awkwardly asks the question even though Hunter has just said that he's ready.
Hunter stutters, " Y- yeah, I'm ma... I'm ready. Yeah..., " he just nods randomly.
The two awkwardly look away from each other. Caleb can't help but chuckle a little from seeing Evelyn like this, then he coughs a little to draw attention to himself and says, " Well then, Hunter and i need to go to the forest now. We will be back before sundown. "
Evelyn sputters, " Huh- hu, wha-... I-... Ye- yeah... I guess I'll be going now. " Then she sprints to the door as Flapjack flies to her and lands on her shoulder.
When she is about to leave, Hunter coughs randomly at the same time and the sound is kind of weird, but it catches Evelyn's attention," B-b... Be safe out there..." She's shocked for a while.
She simply just smiles and replies as the sound of joy comes out of her, " I will, and you be safe out there too, Hunter. " She giggles and looks at Caleb. "...You too Cal."
Hunter and Caleb say at the same time, "We will."
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Evelyn and Flapjack have already left the house and headed to town while Caleb and Hunter venture into the woods to help with the chores. Hunter still doesn't know what he can do to help in these woods, but he can't say no because he doesn't want to be a burden or a... freeloader. Just that word makes him sick to say out loud.
The two of them engage in a little conversation for a while before they arrive there. " So, are you not going to ask what you are helping me with? " Caleb asks.
Hunter replies, " well, I was going to, but i figured it'd will be better if I ask why we are inside the woods. Sooo....why are we going inside these woods? "
Caleb can't help but chuckle a little. " Inside these woods is where we can find the magical plants we call Palistrom. With them, we carve and create living creatures, which as you know are called-"
Hunter interrupts, " Palismen. "
" That's right, " Caleb nods. " Evelyn first learned how to carve palismen from the Bat Queen, the oldest palisman there is, and then Eve taught me how. The Bat Queen taught us the right way to cut a tree without damaging the other trees, and pick the right tree because some are pretty rare and are dying without us knowing about it, and pick a tree's seeds before the trees grows closer to each other, pretty much basic things." He explains.
"So, the palistrom is somewhat considerably the same with any and even regular trees?" Hunter asks, confounded.
"Yes and no. The only thing that's the same is the way the trees are growing. Because this land belongs to the Titan, the whole carcass is 'The Titan'. The odds between the regular trees and the different trees are the same, but abstain from making the palisman like the palistrom does. The palistrom that absorbs the magic or receives it from the Titan is infinite, but slowly and in some way it's just like a vessel. It's powerful enough to hold magic, but knows its limits to prevent it from becoming full. And as with any trees, some seeds fall to the ground when they are fully grown. But even if you cut it down to make it a palisman, absorbing its magic doesn't stop but slowly like human energy, if you use too much, you need a little bit of rest to refill the magic."
Hunter doesn't question this, but rather just nods his head in agreement on what a palisman is. As Caleb tries to explain more, he realizes that they had already entered the woods a moment ago.
"Ah, crud. We're already inside the woods." Caleb chuckles.
Hunter looks around the woods but doesn't see any difference from the other woods he just went through. "...How can you tell the difference?"
"Well..." Caleb crouches down close to the ground to pick up a seed and show it to Hunter. "As you can see here, This is a palistrom seed. It has an inner circle mark on it. And if you want to see it in another way, it can turn the color of the trees or asks Evelyn if she can sense the magic within the trees." Hunter takes the seed from Caleb's hand and inspects it closely as he tries to absorb all the details.
Caleb laughs a little as he looks at Hunter, a child full of curiosity and eagerness to learn. " Hunter.."
Hunter tries to answer as he slowly looks away from the seed. " Y- yeah..?"
Caleb says, " We've got work to do, so you can look at that seed again when we get home." Hunter answers with a nod.
Caleb continues, " The chores are pretty simple. We just have to rake some dry leaves, pick the palistrom seeds, and check if there's any damage to the trees. And if there is damage to the trees, we have to cut them down before they die."
" That's all... but just to be sure, you need to follow my lead for now. " Caleb instructs. Hunter nods obediently, and the two get to work.
After a while, the pair finished clearing the dry leaves and collecting the seeds. Caleb then goes to his bag full of equipment, pulls out a saw, and wanders around the woods. Hunter asks, "What are you doing? "
Caleb walks slowly, trying not to trip. He says, "WE are trying to see if there are damaged trees that need to be cut down. "
" With a saw? " Hunter asks.
" If the tree is small like the size of a person or a child, yes." He answers.
They, search for a while and thankfully don't see any damages. Before leaving the woods, Caleb asks. "Hunter, do you want a palisman? "
Hunter is a bit shocked. "Um- we- well... " He clutches his hand to the chest as he thinks of Flapjack. Caleb doesn't say a word but is confused by the boy's response.
Caleb is about to say that he doesn't want to force Hunter to make a palisman, but gets interrupted. Hunter says, "I- I want to make one."
Caleb, not wanting to pry into why he wants it, simply says, "let's go find one."
Hunter has searched a couple of the palistrom trees, but he's not quite found what he wants. He gets this feeling that he needs to go deeper inside the woods. Hunter questions himself about what this feeling is, and says quietly, " Flapjack, are you trying to show me something or trying to call me??" As he goes even deeper inside, he notices a gray colored tree that's a little damaged on top like it was struck by lightning.
" How about this one? " Hunter asks.
" This one?" Caleb checks the tree. The tree is not that big but not too small, and the damage of the strike is only slightly noticeable. Caleb can't sense the magic but the remains of this tree are big enough to make a palisman ranging from around lower hip height to chest high. " Are you sure about this one? It's kinda big." Caleb asks.
" ...Yeah."
Without wasting more time, Caleb instructs Hunter where to cut while Caleb goes back to pick up a shovel to remove the stump. The two of them work hard to try not to further damage the tree and do a clean job clearing up the hole. After they're done with everything, it's about time to get home as Hunter picks up the log and carries it. He hugs it tightly so he doesn't accidentally drop it.
On the way home, Caleb initiates the conversation by asking, "Hunter, if you don't mind me asking, what kind of magic can you do? "
"Me? Well, for now, the only magic I can do is the same as yours," Hunter answers.
"Mine!? I don't have magic, humans don't have magic." Caleb says.
"Let me rephrase that. What I meant to say is that I have the same magic as yours by using Flapjack to use teleportation magic," Hunter explains.
"Teleportation magic?" Caleb confused.
" Is it not teleportation magic?" Hunter asks.
" For me, it's just speed enchantment magic," Caleb says. " But teleportation... is something else. Teleportation is just like a door or a jump between distances, not speed. For example, take the Boiling Isles and the Human Realm. The distance between these two worlds is so far apart and somehow the teleportation magic makes it so close like opening a door. That's teleportation magic and Flapjack can't do that," Caleb states.
" But IF Flapjack can do that, not just to the Boiling Isles and the Human Realm I can get through, maybe even more worlds. But to do that, I need what titans have, which is a humongous amount of magic," Caleb says. "And it can be done, but the blood of titans doesn't have much and pretty much dry or not enough magic in it, and palismen can't do it because of how small they are. To make teleportation magic, the source has to be big like a door, I mean literally like a door."
Hunter knows where this is going and he continues Caleb's sentence. " And you need a key to hold its magic to where we are going," Hunter says.
Caleb looks at Hunter. "H- has the door have been made?"
"Yes. But someone had to destroy it for a reason. On the other hand, in the near future, the same person who destroyed it already made another one after the..." Hunter goes silent.
" I think it's better when I tell the whole story but what I'm trying to say is that the door has already been made in my time in a couple of decades before it gets destroyed and replaced with a new one," Hunter mumbles.
Caleb wants to question him further, but before he says anything else, he doesn't want Hunter to feel like he has to hide anything from him, so he just says, "sure. Just promise us that you will tell us when you're ready."
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The duo arrives in front of the house as Caleb opens the door and hears a noise in the kitchen. "Eve, we're home." Evelyn walks out of the kitchen and greets both of them "Welcome home, boys."
Hunter closes the front door, then as he turned around, Evelyn looks at him and says, "welcome home, Hunter." Hunter looks at Evelyn as he blushes a little and awkwardly replies, "o- oh... I- I'm back." He pauses for a moment and says, "...I'm home." The feeling of someone welcoming him back is confusing to him, and he feels a bit of warmth from having someone in his life for once, someone who sees him not as a fearsome guard with the highest status but as a simple boy who just got home from work and is still a little bit tired from it.
As the two of them look at each other for a second, Evelyn pinches her nose and scrunches up her face. "Both of you need a bath right now." The boys look at each other and smell themselves a couple of times but Evelyn is out of patience and gives them an angry look along with a smile that tells them that they need to go now.
Without a second thought the two of them scaredly go upstairs and take turns to bathe.
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Hunter cleans himself and is ready to eat dinner. He walks down the stairs and head to the kitchen, where he sees the two adults smiling and helping lay out the food on the table while Flapjack chirps happily.
Evelyn sees Hunter standing at the door as she says with a smile, "Hunter, take a seat. I hope you like the beef stew I made."
He does not waste any time feeling awkward or questioning anything for once, as he just answers with a nod and a smile. "Thank you," he walks to the table and sits down facing Evelyn.
The three of them and the palisman enjoy their dinner with conversations and laughter. Hunter kinda used to eat together like this when he was stuck in the Human Realm with Luz and her friends and family as well as eating alone together with Lilith too, but this feels weird and warm and just not the same as the others times.
" Soooo... Hunter, how was work today? Did you learn something? " Evelyn asks.
Hunter chews his food slowly as he swallows a mouthful. " Yeah, I did. I thought I learned everything by reading a book, but the experience is something else," he answers as he continues recounting the day ending it with him and Caleb leaving the woods.
" You found your own palistrom, so what kind of palisman do you want to make? A raven, a crab, or perhaps a mystical beast? " Evelyn asks.
" I still don't know what to make it yet," he says with a shrug.
" Can I see it, the palistrom? " Evelyn says.
" Yeah, sure. Let me- " Hunter is about to leave his chair.
" After dinner, Hunter. Okay? " Evelyn says as he sits down and nods his head. " Okay. "
" Well, you guys have enjoyed talking, so now it's my turn," Caleb says. " Hunter, we want to know more about you. What are your likes and dislikes? Got a hobby or maybe an interest in something?" he asks.
Hunter smiles, as he is surprised that no one has ever asked him that question besides Luz and his best friends, Gus and Willow. He says, " sure... What do you want to know first? "
"What are your hobbies? "
" Umm... Reading a book... I guess. Is that considered as a hobby?
" I guess so, next. What do you like? Colors, animals, books, music, or anything else?"
Hunter looks upward as he takes a breath to think. " I guess the color I like is gold... white, black, blue and red..." He giggles, " purple too... I guess." He can't help but think of how that color is a reminder of Luz. " And the animals I like are, well, birds..." He looks at Flapjack as the bird chirped, " ...and a... wolf... " His eyes are wide open as he smiles.
Evelyn and Caleb look confused about why Hunter makes that expression and for a while, they smile too because they know what Hunter wants to make with the palistorm. Evelyn says, " Guess you found out what to make. Huh? "
Hunter giggles, "welp. I can't surprise you guys, huh?"
The three of them laugh for a bit and Hunter continues what he wants to say. "The books I like, huh?... I guess everything that has to do with wild magic and mysteries. Oh and... " Hunter almost mentions that book called Cosmic Frontier, but he decided not to since he doesn't want to nerd out embarrassingly.
Then Hunter awkwardly continues with what he doesn't like. " And..... I don't like... Well... " He thinks a lot about what he doesn't like and it tells him about himself. He sighs as he says, "I don't like to be powerless... not being able to choose my own future or path.... and my uncle... " He looks away.
" And what other things don't you like? " Caleb asks.
"... I don't like myself for what I did in the past... and I don't like to be stared at weirdly or mocked behind my back... and I don't like tha-... that I wasn't born but made... " Hunter looks sad.
Caleb looks at him as he smiles, " and after all that, what do you like the most? "
Hunter looks at him back with a sad expression and tries to think carefully about what he likes the most, " I-... I like to be seen as somebody to someone... and I like to see and do wild magic... " He smiles a little. " And I like to play Flyer Derby, play as a team, and help each other. I like doing things that are impossible or challenging. I like learning and having a friend... lik-... like Gus, he's my best friend, along with Willow, Viney, Skara, Steve, the Blight siblings, well not so much with Amity but she's still a friend, and Darius. he's my superior who doesn't treat me badly, but he bullies me a little bit... an-... and... Yes! Vee, Miss Noceda... and her..." He smiles. " ...Luz... " He giggles, " I can't thank her enough for what she has done. "
Caleb and Evelyn look at each other as they smile because they believe that they have gotten through to him a little.
The conversation is quite long, and so time passes as they finish eating dinner and cleaning up anything else in the kitchen.
Hunter then rushes a bit to the living room to take the palistrom and show it to Evelyn like a child showing his mother a new toy. " Here it is. "
Evelyn is shocked at how big the palistrom is and she holds it with two hands. The colors look kinda grayish mixed with white. She says, " this... This is big... and quite heavy. You must be tired from bringing it all the way back home. "
Hunter chuckles as he shakes his head. " This is nothing, I trained a lot in the past as a soldier to become a golden guard. I worked hard and I became stronger... but I did something very wrong, made a mistake, and followed a senseless order because I thought it was right and because my uncle was the emperor, and... my only family... But no more, I used my strength to defend myself and to protect my friends and others who needed help, " Hunter says, full of pride and confidence in himself.
The couple is a little bit surprised that Hunter has this confidence and are proud of him that he used his strength to protect his friends and whoever else needed help. Caleb walks up to hunter and puts his hand on the boy's head as he rubs it gently. " You did good, Hunter. I'm proud of you, " he smiles softly.
Hunter quickly looks at him as his eyes turn wide and tears fall little by little. Hunter starts " ... " He wants to say something but words are not coming out. He looks down and holds Caleb's hands at the top of his head as he smiles crookedly. " Th-... Thank you... "
Caleb slowly hugs him as Evelyn walks toward the two of them and hugs them together. Hunter buries his face against Caleb's body and spread his arm to hug them back as he clutches his hand tightly on their backs.
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The next morning, they have breakfast and clean the kitchen. Hunter gets ready and holds the palistrom as he follows Caleb and Evelyn to the workroom to craft a palisman.
Caleb goes inside first and holds the door open. " Come on, I'm going to teach you everything. " The room is full of scraps and tools, as well as the smell of wood being crafted in there.
Hunter just smiles as he walks in like he doesn't want to waste any time, and Evelyn helps him too.
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Almost three months has passed. Hunter and the couple head to the forest because Hunter wants Caleb to teach him to use speed enchanted magic.
Caleb asks while looking at Hunter, " Ready? " He's holding Flapjack in staff form.
Hunter jumps a little a couple of times as he exhales a little. " Ready! " Hunter's face is filled with focus and determination.
Evelyn stands in the middle to give a signal to go and she looks at Hunter. " If you lose again, you have to learn magic from me and do all the chores around the house and even in the forest of the palistrom with no excuses, got it? "
Hunter looks away with an angry expression as he clicks his tongue " Tch! "
Evelyn yells, " I HEARD THAT!! " Caleb can't help but chuckle because he knows he can't help Hunter with anything if the boy loses again.
She quickly turns to look at Caleb with a smile that he knows is not her happy face. She says, " sweetie... do your best, alright? "
He gives a crooked smile as he answers, " y-.. yes, dear."
The two of them are ready to run as Evelyn raises her hand as a sign to go. " Ready!? " She swings her hand down as she shouts, " go! "
Both of them turn bright gold as Caleb runs first to let Hunter catch him. It's been a month since Hunter did this training to learn the enchanted speed magic better. Before this, Hunter was still slow when he stopped himself from making a turn or trying not to get hit by a tree and he didn't concentrate on his surroundings, which was not good enough.
On the first day of training, Caleb observed Hunter to see how fast he is. The kid moves fastly in a straight line and turns widely, but stops himself to turn around sharp corners
On the second day of the game of tag, Hunter had to tag Caleb before the finish line, which is quite far and it's inside of the forest that has a lot of obstacles. Hunter did not do his best to catch Caleb at all, but that was his first time after all.
On the fifth day, he lost against Caleb. On the tenth day, he lost again. Two weeks went by and Hunter was still losing, but Caleb could see his progress since Hunter wasn't stopping or tripping himself or even hitting any trees. As time passed, Evelyn thought of the idea that when Hunter lost, he needed to do some chores and learn magic from her even when he was tired. And so, in time, he became closer to the couple. Well, closer to Evelyn than Caleb thought.
Now, this is the day that Hunter will tag Caleb no matter what. Hunter runs without blinking his eyes and tries focusing not on Caleb, but rather on his surrounding. Caleb is almost at the finish line as he looks behind to see where Hunter is without stopping. At that moment, Hunter runs to him from his right as fast as he can. Even Caleb is surprised that he couldn't see him running from that way. Caleb tries to dodge him, but the feeling of a finger touching his body makes him stop. Hunter stops too and tries to take a breath while sweating heavily.
Caleb starts laughing as Hunter tries to laugh too while taking heavy breaths, Hunter yells, " YES!! " He falls on the grass and takes a breath, relaxing as wind blows through the forest. Caleb sits next to him and rubs Hunter's head. " You did it, Hunter! " He starts laughing again.
They have a good laugh for a while and lastly, a long sigh to feel better. Caleb looks at the sky as he says, " Hunter, you tagged me within a month... Proud of you, kid. "
" Thank you, " Hunter says.
They rest for a while as Evelyn catches up to them. " So, you did it. Good job, Hunter. Well, I guess you don't have to do chores now or learn magic from me. "
Hunter giggles, " You know, I will still do the chores, right? Win or lose. You just need to ask... Or not. I will do them no matter what. " He stands up slowly. " And learning magic from you is a gift I cannot refuse. I want to learn everything. " Evelyn chuckles.
" Hunter, turn around, " She orders as she gently pushes his shoulder to turn his body around.
" Uuumm... What are you doing? " Hunter asks curiously.
" Healing. Giving you the strength to walk. " She draws a circle on his back as the light blue shines gently.
" Oh, thank you, " Hunter says.
" You're welcome, " She replies.
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As time goes by, Hunter can't be any happier. Between learning magic and crafting from Evelyn to practicing enchanted speed with Caleb, living here is the best. But the image of Caleb's death keeps getting clearer and bigger in his mind. Hunter gets scared, so scared that he wants to do everything to make it stop. To save him. He can't hide it anymore, Hunter need to tell them everything.
It is around midnight, and the couple is relaxing in the living room, sitting on the couch and warming up next to the fireplace. Hunter comes down to meet them.
" Guys... D- do you have a moment? " Hunter asks.
The couple turns their heads. " Sure, what do you have in mind? " Evelyn asks.
Hunter sits down on the floor as he fidgets his thumbs together. " W- well... T- there is something I haven't told you. "
Caleb and Evelyn stay silent because they don't want to interrupt Hunter's focus since he's finally mentally brave enough to tell them.
Hunter inhales slowly and then exhales. " As you know, I'm a grimwalker and I'm made from you, Caleb. " Hunter shakes his head slowly. " Caleb, what I'm trying to tell you is that... Y- you're gonna die... You will be killed by my uncle, Belos... Your brother... Phillip Whittebane... and he made me become like you... every last bit of you but he failed each time or they failed him and I'm the last of you. " Hunter looks at him with fear in his eyes.
" I don't mean to hide it from you... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... " Hunter lowers his head with a sad expression like he had already disappointed them as he clenches his hands.
Caleb just looks at Hunter with no expression and walks to the boy as he lays his hands on Hunter's shoulders. " Are you sure, Hunter? " he focuses on Hunter's eyes.
Hunter looks back with fear in his eyes. "...Yes."
Caleb trusts Hunter, but he doesn't think Phillip would ever kill his own brother,. This is too much for him. He can't choose to believe it. He turns around to look at Evelyn but her face changes. " Eve... I know what you have been thinking, but as I told you before, Phillip can change. He's not a bad guy. "
She shouts, " are you kidding me!? What about the other witch that he lied to? The missing palismen? Even some witch is missing!? How long are you going to protect him!? " Caleb just stands there in silence. " Tell me, Cal!?" she yells.
Caleb just looks away in silence and Evelyn takes that as the answer as she stomps her way to their room. He turns around fastly as he proceeds to chase after her, trying to reason with her again.
All that is left is Hunter and Flapjack standing beside the fire. Hunter feels guilty. " Flapjack... this is my fault, right? What's wrong with me? " Flapjack chirps sadly, trying to say this is not his fault.
Hunter sits on the sofa and covers himself with a blanket and just stares at the fire that is so bright and gives warmth, but is slowly dying out. Hunter can't do anything else but slowly fall asleep after the fire dies.
The End Of Part 8
To Be Continued...
The credit for fixing my grammar goes to @cml-17
Thank you for reading...
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