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punksarahreese · 1 year
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❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜ Maybe for 4mg ativan au if you’d like <3
“How are you sleeping?” The question was posed casually, as if just making small talk, but Ava knew what was actually being asked.
Are your meds working? Are you manic? Why are your eyes bloodshot? Are you safe to work today?
“I haven’t been doing much of that lately,” she replied, fiddling with the flimsy plastic lid on her coffee cup.
“Ava,” Connor’s eyes tracked her nervous stimming, “When was the last time you slept?”
She shrugged, “Depends on your definition of sleep. A couple hours in the on call room or a crash on my couch here and there. It’s all I have time for.”
Her colleague sighed and nudged her shoulder with his elbow, “You need to sleep. You can’t work like this.”
She raised an eyebrow when he gestured vaguely to her current state, unwashed hair throwing into a haphazard ponytail and pupils dilated despite the bright sun they stood in. Ava was barely back from her forced time off, not feeling much better, and she could tell it was becoming obvious to those around her.
“I haven’t been allowed to work for weeks, Connor. If Goodwin hears anything she’ll surely fire me at this point.”
“Which is exactly why you shouldn’t do surgery today,” he replied, “Not that I don’t trust you, Ava, but you don’t look okay. Please go talk to Charles.”
“I can’t-“
He huffed and then caught a glimpse of someone chatting with April by the coffee cart, “I’ll tell Sarah.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” Ava’s heart caught in her throat, if Sarah knew she hadn’t been resting she would be distraught. Ava would have to go back to twice weekly psych visits and it could risk her job performance or even leave her unemployed. If she even began to explain what was going on in her brain lately, Dr. Charles would surely admit her for her own safety.
“I’m fine, Connor, really.” Ava was lying through her teeth as she gave a forced smile, “Just tired. Nothing coffee can’t fix, I promise.”
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Abbott Elementary | 02×17: Mural Arts
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danrishy-ava · 9 days
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Unforgiven AU info post
Unforgiven AU — Color Gang less forgiving about Purple and MT. Green is trying to keep friendship with everyone, but it's difficult when both sides can't get along...
Story does not have one canon storyline. It's mix of ideas and "what if" scenarios
Main posts (that are the same for all the ways)
Designs
Choice — "Don't do that..." — "I promise"
Story ways
Green is running away and found by Purple
Asks (rp): 1 — 2 — 3 — 4 — 5 — 6 — 7 — 8 — 9 — 10 — 11 — 12 — 13 — 14 — 15 — 16 — 17 — 18 — 19 — 20 — 21 — 22 — 23 — 24 — 25 — 26 — 27 — 28 — 29
Arts/Fics: 'In the desert' — 'Reunion'
Green is running away and found by Color Gang
Coming soon
Green is choosing Color Gang
Arts/Fics: "It's not your fault"
Green is choosing Purple
Coming soon
MT also presents here. But doesn't have big role so far
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cardhamine · 8 months
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It's going to take a while before I can figure out lighting and color on this one, so I'm just going to go ahead and put the sepiascale up!
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dykedivorce · 2 years
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MOTHERLAND FORT SALEM | S03E06 "Book Club"
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inksandpensblog · 1 year
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shoot a new episode comes out tomorrow and I still haven’t written any character analysis for Wanted.
Dammit I still haven’t READ any character analysis for Wanted-
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bisexy-legend · 1 year
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Also I have a theory about Ava in the other dimension. When Michael arrived he was a little boy and Reya probably had no use for a little boy so she let him age, she trained him, groomed him as a soldier.
But Ava? She’s already a soldier (or as much of one as Reya needs). She already has the halo, she’s strong in her youth. I think Reya would probably keep her that way, regardless of how much time had passed, because she needs Ava for the war that’s coming. So emotionally yes the years apart might be difficult for Ava- we don’t know. But physically I think she could still be the same Ava even if she spent decades apart from Beatrice.
I don't think Michael was trained as a soldier at all, the poor guy was sending flying around like a crumpled up paper plane all the time lol 😂. But I agree with you that Reya had a purpose for him, not a soldier but just as a bomb, the thing is that I don't think that Reya is the devour of worlds, bear with me cause I will have to explain my theory on the holy war but I swear it rounds up on yours about Ava's aging, so when Adriel is fighting Ava he says that if he fails it will fall to Ava to stop the devour, he says that he needs to imprison God (Reya) to have enough power, my theory is that Adriel was Reya's champion to help her defend her realm against the Devour using the Halo (part of her own power), but he became too power hungry and ran away, seeking all the power for himself. I think that Michael was sent back not as a soldier to defeat Adriel but as bomb to hurt Ava and damage Adriel (it didn't kill him but created enough distraction for Ava's back up plan to work). I think that Reya's main goal was to get the Halo bearer on her realm to be her new champion, she can't fight the war alone, and that's why she didn't kill or take the Halo from Areala but instead gave her a weapon to imprison Adriel, but to do so Areala ended up dead, I think that maybe the plan was actually putting the crown on Adriel and both of them going to the other realm maybe? But to put the crown of thorns on him she had to sacrifice herself and then the lineage of warrior nuns began. I feel like the terasks main goal is not to kill the Halo Bearer but take her to the other realm, even Ava said when she put on the crown that they were gatekeepers. I think Reya wanted to hurt Ava because she knew that the Halo Bearer would never go willingly, but she would if she was mortally wounded and it was the only way to heal her (Reya reactivated the Ark and it worked the exact amount of time it took to get Ava inside).
So if my theory is even slightly correct, Ava is Reya's new champion against the Devour of Worlds Adriel warned about, which means she's already fighting the Holy War on the other side. I don't think she will age at all, I think being the Halo Bearer and therefore Reya's champion won't allow her to physically age (as Adriel didn't age on earth). But I think that she will spend a lot of time there maybe even a whole lifetime (70 years would be the equivalent more or less for a month away on earth) and either she won or lost the war on that side, having spent that many years without Beatrice and the OCS sisters will definitely take a huge emotional toll on Ava. I don't think they will age Ava either way, 'cause that would mean losing Alba, but if my theory is wrong and Reya is actually the big bad they will have to face, we can only hope Ava doesn't stay there long enough for her to completely corrupt her mind. (but Dark!Ava fighting everyone would be pretty cool and oh the angst we would get)
Oh, and I just remembered that when Ava kisses Bea goodbye she says "In the next", making Ava spend 60+ years (a month in real time) in there would make her line even more powerful because when they meet again, for her, that will really be the next life.
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girlbosstourney · 1 year
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GIRLBOSS TOURNEY ROUND ONE: THESE GENIUSES ARE KIND OF MEAN
Select which one you think is GIRLBOSSIER, i.e., which one is the better girlboss
Propaganda
Anna Kyoyama:
she is such a classic girlbosd. resurrects a guy’s wife just so he’ll work at her inn. kicks god in the nuts. she is what the #girlbloggers WISH they were
Ava Maddox:
Super smart theoretical physicist who is also a sardonic asshole but i love her.
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neuroprincess · 1 year
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What do you want in smut?
I love every request you ladies send, but tbh I need instructions beyond just "Agatha smut" for example, I like directions, things you want, kinks XD And I'm trying to loosen up here writing smut, avoiding bringing repetitive or shallow content, so I created a form (love this shit) for you to send me things you'd like to see in the next smuts. This would help me a lot to know exactly what to bring. Please help an anxious writer! I swear this way I'll bring one shots faster. Kisses to all of you!
In the tags are the pairings of the upcoming smuts, but I have the list for those I write for here. And here my masterlist.
Thank u <3
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punksarahreese · 2 years
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anxious ava maybe with some platonic rhekker for tsf?
“Ava, you did nothing wrong; he had no right to lash out at you like that.”
She didn’t answer, shaking hands tapping rhythmically on the nurse’s station as she clearly fought off tears. Connor didn’t say anything more, though the gentle squeeze of her shoulder was reminder enough that she wasn’t alone.
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oh-mydarling · 4 months
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GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS
LMFAO ME ANSWERING THIS HOURS LATER
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brainrottingg · 6 months
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Avas: SOMEONE STOLE MY TURKEY
Dia: Bestie, she’s on top of the fridge
Avas: Oh.
Dagny: At least now we know to never steal Avas’ turkey
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lilolilyrae · 1 year
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bangytell · 5 months
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Santa, tell me if you're really there Don't make me fall in love again If he won't be here next year. Santa, tell me — Ariana Grande
Summary: After the holidays, your new boyfriend gives you more than enough reasons to know he wants you.
Genre: Friends to lovers, smut
Rated: mature
Pairing: Jungkook x f!reader
Word Count: 1.4 k
Warnings: non idol au! Pet names (here we go again), jealousy, thristing over Jungkook, oral (fem! receive), degradation kink? unprotected sex, creampie, double orgasm and pussy drunk Jungkook
a/n: Here's a second part of my soo dear brother's best friend, just some smut cause we all love it, and have a merry christmas !!!
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Having Jungkook as your now boyfriend had you in pure bliss, everything with him was feeling so perfect, the last two months of holiday break were a daydream, reality came to you when you started to talk about your university routine, Jungkook had too many of extracurricular activities and not so many of free time.
“Don't worry, love, I'm sure we'll make it work” he caresses your face and gifts you a peck on the nose
But you were so unsure. Something in the inside of your stomach made you… anxious.
Jungkook was so attractive and the ability to do every little task so smoothly and perfectly had the attention of almost if not every girl in school and you both were so newlyweds you were unsure if he would maintain that decision of being with you.
Surely you didn't have all your schedule full of activities, you weren't so popular, your only friend being Ava, other than Jungkook and your brother. As you watched another series together a week before classes began and you were snuggled in the cup of Jungkook's neck as he caressed your hair, you were anxiously thinking and fidgeting your fingers.
“I can hear your thoughts love” You chuckle
“ Don’ worry baby” he hums and pauses the tv show
“Tell me what your earworm is eating inside” you giggle and sigh feeling uncertain as if you should let your overthinking got the best in you, with a smile you gaze upon him from his chest and shake your head in deny
He didn't push you any further, knowing that it was something that you'll tell him, eventually, or he thought you would.
After classes, Jungkook has boxing training. He invites you over, and since you have to do your routine, you do attend.
After his instructor gives a few shouting with instructions you notice a girl, no more taller than you with a beautiful long hair in a high ponytail asking something to your boyfriend and then pointing out her gloves, he gaze at you, as expecting for approval and you shrug your elbows, the girl suddenly has a pout and she walks away, with her gloves in hand, the rejection gave you a wave of confidence.
You see him as his hands punch the punching bag, and the way his muscles flexes and how the drip of sweat fall of his forehead as his long black hair sticks to his neck, barely letting him see in front of him, he looks even feral and something in your core makes your heart pounding heavy in your heart and you're sure that if you were alone you'll definitely pull his shorts off of him and make him cum undone by your mouth. He gazes at you, noticing the way you're looking at him, and he grins in satisfaction as he continues to release a punch here and there.
His class finishes, and then the instructor tells everyone to jump with the rope, and you're sure you're about to implosion if his body keeps moving like that in front of you. The class is over now and he approaches you, holding your waist, all full of sweat yet still smelling clean and so masculine, he pulls you to his warm body and kisses you softly but hungry, as if he had been deprived of you for so long.
“If you continue to drool for me in that way i dunno if I'll be able to let you finish your workout” you giggle as he pulls away from you
The rest of your workout continues smoothly, at the end the usual chit chat as he mentions the girl with the gloves, she wanted help, but he told her very politely he was busy already, when you get home you realize you're alone, you invite him over, and soon you're both walking towards your room. He sees the swings of your hips and the way the fabric hugs your body, once inside he pulls you to his body, kissing you hungrily as you cave in to his strokes in your body and the way his warm close to yours makes you a wombling mess.
He's taking off your clothes, in between wet kisses and gasps from feeling the cold air.
He's golding your body, not stepping away from the door, each cloth already on the floor and he's kissing his way down to your neck, his hand caresses your breasts and you're moaning his name as you're trembling as your aching pussy feels neglected.
“Such a needy slut” you moan his name and he kneel in front of you, looking up and you gasp as he licks the nub of nerves, you loll your head back and he hums and you feel the vibration in your cunt, soon you have one digit into your pussy and its becoming really hard for you to stay standing up, his hands maintain your legs in place and your hand is making swirls into his long locks.
Hes sucking and licking, bullying your pussy with two fingers now and you can't do more than moan and gasp saying his name as a prayer.
“Look at you, all tear apart for me” he grins and continues his pace as you feel yourself gettin closer to your orgasm
“ ‘m coming Jungkook! oh… fuck!” your body trembles and he keeps you in place as he sucks and licks the milky secretion leaving your slutty hole.
“C’mon baby I haven't even fucked you yet” he helps you get in fours at the edge of the bed, you keep your ass up and your face is buried in your bed, at the sight Jungkook discharges his sweatpants and boxers and he can't seem to focus, he begins to slide his tip onto your folds, and he adores the way you're moaning, he loves the sight of your dripping and bullied cunt.
He lets out a groan as he buries himself into your cunt, you gasp and he holds your hips as he begins to thrust into you
“I know you were jealous of that girl at the gym…” he groans again as his thrust become slower and he leaves a trail of kisses onto your back. “But I can only think of you, and your slutty little hole all tight and pretty for me” you moan as his pace quickens he pulls you and now you're holding with your hands as he cups your breasts with one hand and he adores to watch them bounce.
He leaves wet kisses onto your neck and you're with nothing on your mind as one of his hands goes to your clit, the fact that he's doing you raw and that his soft thumb is massaging your clit in circles is making you more that a mess, all dumb for him, only and ever him
“Jungkook! ‘m close so close!” you shout and moan as your orgasm hits you again.
He feels the way your body trembles and the way your cunt is almost sucking him in it makes him cum with a guttural sound, he moans your name and his cum and your own is dripping as he slips out of your cunt.
You let your body fall in your bed as he leaves to your personal bathroom, you close your eyes, sigh in blissfulness and when you open your eyes again you notice him with a towel, cleaning the mixture of fluids.
He smiles and you do too.
“I went raw, I'm sorry” you shake your head in deny
“No worries, I'm on the pill” he kneels and you giggle
“Why didn't you… told me sooner” you chuckle and he does too as his ears and cheeks turn crimson
“How can you call me a slut in a moment and the other your flushing for cumming inside of me” he laughs as he sees you grabbing your clothes
“Well you know”
After getting dressed, you cuddle, he caresses your hair and leaves soft pecks at your temple.
“You know I was afraid you'd leave me when we started classes” he looks confused
“Why 's that?” you chuckle
“Well, you're very popular, and good looking, and your body is like a dream come true I mean, I didn't really thought you were going to still be with…me” he listens to you, and nods understanding your words
“I've waited so long to be with you, and I wouldn't hurt you, that's a promise” he kisses you, softly as you open your mouth and with your tongue open your way to his
“I promise we'll be together as long as you allow me”
After that statement, you knew he could be the partner you'll like to maintain for the rest of your life, and who knows, maybe you would.
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tonyspank · 6 months
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"CHEF'S HERE..."
Summary: "Chefs here..." a voice murmurs as you burst through the kitchen doors
Warnings: nothing really, chef y/n is giving gordon ramsay a bit
Words: 800+
A/N: hi everyone! been a while eh
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"Chefs here..." a voice murmurs as you burst through the kitchen doors.
You cast a quick peek around. A dozen cooks and servers are preparing for the evening rush, and the air is humid and damp from the hot burners.
"Where's Evan?" You inquire, scouring the room for a sight of his familiar face among the pandemonium. The other cooks trade looks, displaying a mix of perplexity and fear.
Ava gestures at Evan, who is frozen in his trackers, as if he has just seen a ghost. His eyes widen, and he stares at you with his mouth open. You can watch the color drain from Evan's face as he cautiously approaches you, stuttering over his words.
Everyone in the room goes silent as they watch this unexpected meeting occur.
You rush over to him and take him by the elbow, forcing him to look at his plate, which had been returned due to the lobster being undercooked.
"What is this?" you question, pointing at the lobster. Evan moves his focus from you to the plate, his face shifting from panic to perplexity.
Everyone in the room is waiting for an explanation while he stammers, attempting to find the appropriate words to explain the situation.
"Uhhhh," Evan says, searching the kitchen for help.
"It's lobster, idiot," you snarl. "How long have you been here?" "Why do I have to deal with your messes all the time?"
Evan's face flushes with shame. "I... uh..."
"Don't say anything!" You cut him off with a snap.
He looks at you, perplexed.
"I break my fucking foot working my ass off in this restaurant, and the one day I need you to be on your A-game, of course you disappoint." Evan averts his gaze, his shoulders hunching.
Holding the lobster tail in front of his face, you seize it. "Apologize."
Evan's lips move in and out of uncertainty over how to reply. You snarl, "I said, apologize."
He glances at the lobster for a moment, then back at you, his expression bewildered.
"I'm... sorry?"
You turn to face the rest of the kitchen and aggressively toss the lobster in the garbage. "Someone, get me a fucking apron... now!"
You swiftly tie an apron around your waist after a server approaches you with one. Realizing that the other employees have seen your outburst, you observe them exchanging anxious glances as you make ready to return to work.
Taking a deep breath, you attempt to gather yourself and concentrate on the task at hand.
"Alright, everyone, listen up! It's time to turn this day around!" You say this, clapping your hands together.
The kitchen is silent, and the staff stands still, looking between you and Evan.
"Now," you point at the food on the stove, "someone give me a lobster; I'll prepare it myself."
No one moves.
"Well?" You demand, "We don't have all night! The dining room is packed, and we have tables that are waiting!"
At this point, the staff jumps into action, and the kitchen comes alive.
"Yes, Chef," someone mutters and hands you a plate with a lobster tail.
Within a couple of minutes, you're walking back out of the kitchen, your hair tied up and an apron wrapped around your waist, walking in the direction of the table that had originally ordered the lobster.
"Hi there, I'm so sorry about the delay. Can I offer you something on the house to compensate?" You ask, approaching the table, smiling apologetically, trying to mask the anger that is still coursing through you.
The brunette finally looks up, meeting your gaze. You immediately recognize those brown eyes.
"Y/N?" She asks, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Hey, Jenna." You say, letting out a small laugh. "What— what are you doing here? I thought you were in New York."
"Well, I wanted to surprise you." She laughs, shaking her head. "And what about you? I thought I told you to rest your foot."
You run a hand through your hair and mutter, "Baise-moi... (Fuck me...) Uh... it's a long story,"
With a lighthearted smile pulling at the corner of her lips, Jenna raises an eyebrow. Oh, gosh. She leans in closer and adds, "Well, I have all the time in the world to hear it."
You give your girlfriend a sidelong glance while sulking. "It's not that serious, baby. The boot helps a lot."
She sighs slightly and rolls her eyes. "You should be at home, resting."
"I'm fine." You sigh and cross your arms.
Jenna tilts her head, purses her lips, and raises her eyebrows.
"I swear, baby."
"Well, as much as I like the fact that you're here, I don't like the idea of you hurting yourself. Especially after how hard you worked."
You grin and nod slightly. "In any case, try the lobster. "Made by yours truly."
"Of course. Thank you, darling."
You nod and walk back to the kitchen, smiling at the sight of Jenna digging into the food you cooked.
"How'd it go?" Evan asks.
"It's my girlfriend," you tell him, untying the apron and setting it aside.
"What? The blonde one?"
"No, not the blonde one."
"The brunette one? Jenna Ortega?!"
You roll your eyes, grab your jacket and slip it on.
"Yeah, Evan, the brunette one," you say, pushing open the doors and making your way towards the exit.
"Oh."
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ferrarrigirl · 5 months
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i beg for some lando x reader where he is a girl dad!!!!!!! love ur work 🫶
Full House
Pairing: dad!Lando x mom!reader
Summary: Lando and reader with their 4 daughters, there’s always drama in the Norris household. Slight angst, mostly fluff.
A/N: Im so sorry this took forever to write but I hope you like it xx
You had just retired to your room after finally finishing up the last of your emails for today. Trying to sneak in a quick nap before the rest of the family gets home. Maybe you should’ve checked the time because just as you got comfortable, the front door unlocks downstairs, followed by Layla’s loud voice, “You just always have to take everything I want. Couldn’t this be the one thing you left for me?”
You immediately jumped out of bed heading for the stairs. As your racing down the steps, you hear the younger of the twins, Ava, retaliate, “I didn’t mean to Lay, it’s not my fault.”
Both girls turn to face you seeing you’ve reached the bottom step. “What is going on girls?” You question, deeply concerned with the anger laced in both their voices.
Layla’s first to reply, “Ask her Mom, ask her why she had to go after the one guy I liked.”
“I didn’t go after him, I don’t chase anyone” Ava seethes through gritted teeth.
“Oh cut the shit, you love having every guy’s attention. You should’ve left Jake alone!”
“Layla, stop,” you scold, noticing Ava’s patience is growing thin. That never ended well. Similar to her dad, it took a lot for her to get angry, but if she did, it wasn’t pretty.
“No Mom let her say what she has to. She’s just mad no one wants her.”
“Ava! That is not how you speak to your sister,” you move to step between them. “Let’s take a break and talk about this when you’ve both calmed down,” you offer.
“Fine by me, I never want to speak to her again,” Layla glares at Ava, turns on her heel and heads up the stairs, slamming her bedroom door, hard. You move to step towards Ava, in attempts to comfort her but she slips under your arm. “Please don’t defend her mom,” Ava sighs and heads up to her room as well. It’ll be best to try and get through to them later you think, especially with Lan. They always seem to more receptive hearing it from him. You turn to your younger babies, the less of the trouble makers. “How was both of yours days? Better I hope?”
“Oh yea mum the best, but I wanna catch up on some reading before dinner, is that okay?” 11 year old Amelia pleads, looking up at you through her beautiful green eyes. How could you deny that. “Of course you can bub” you say, pulling your bookworm baby into a hug. “I’ll come get you when dinners ready,” she smiles, padding up the stairs to her room aswell.
“Now you, my sweets, come here.” You crouch down to your 7 year old, knowing she gets very anxious whenever her older sisters argue. As expected, immediately she’s in your arms, almost throwing you back with the impact. You pick Charlotte up and move upstairs, asking her about her day to try and distract her. You take her to Lando’s office and settle into his gaming chair with her on your lap. It was always your comfort room, something about the darkness mixed with the led lights soothed you. She fills you in on the few things she learned today, but mostly all the games they played, while she snuggles further into you. You hated that she got the anxiety trait from you, so anything you could do to help her out, you would. Lucky for you, your voice worked well to relax her so you spoke to her about your day and felt her ease up.
“I’m home,” you smile hearing the front door open and close, followed by heavy footsteps moving quickly up the stairs. Char jumps off your lap, running out and straight into Lando’s arms. “Daddyyyy” she exclaims, presssing a sloppy kiss to his cheek. Lando follows where she came from, leading him to you sitting in his gaming chair. He furrows his brows, notificing your smile doesn’t reach your eyes.
“Are you okay babe?”
“Yea-“
“Lay and A had a big fight and they yelled and screamed at each other,” Char quickly spills.
“Oh sorry mummy,” she pouts seeing your gaze shift towards her. “Wanted to tell daddy so he can fix it.”
“That’s okay baby,” you stand, placing a kiss to her head. “Do you wanna go play with Amelia while me and daddy talk? We’ll grab to help cook dinner.”
Halfway through your sentence, she’s already jumping out of Lando’s arms and rushing out the door. “I’ll take that as a yes” you giggle while Lando engulfs you in his arms.
“Talk to me love” he mumbles against the skin of your neck, making sure to leave a few pecks. He stays like that, rocking you side to side as you unveil the events that led you here. It’s a lot to digest. And it’s never fun knowing your girls are fighting, especially if it’s over a boy, but you both know you need to get to the bottom of what happened.
“Hey” he pulls back and cups your face with a hand on each cheek. “They’re young, they’re siblings. They’re gonna fight. We can talk them both out of it.”
You were used to the twins fighting. They always bicker, but never like this. “I know Lan but you should’ve seen how they spoke to each other. Poor Char was frightened too.”
He pulls you back in for another hug, “Love, you know how sassy they can be. I’m sure once we speak to them, they’ll get over it just as quick.” he reassures rubbing you up and down your back.
“Fine but your talking to Layla,” you mumble into his chest.
You feel his chest rumble with laughter under your head. “Lucky me.” Pulling back he places a soft sweet kiss to your lips, grabs your hand pulling you in the direction of the twins rooms.
He goes first, knocking on Layla’s door. “Mom not now.”
“Not Mom, its Dad.”
Lando rolls his eyes hearing his eldest groan. He can imagine her dragging her feet towards the door. She opens the door the tiniest bit and rushes back into her bed, tucking herself into her multiple blankets. “I still don’t wanna talk. I’m only letting you in to know if you beat Uncle Los today.” Layla loved going to golf with her dad, the only one of the family that seemed to enjoy it, especially when her and Carlos would team up against Lando.
“Well I don’t want to talk about golf so I guess you won’t know.”
“Ughh stop being annoying dad,” she says, voice now muffled as she turns shoving her face into the pillow.
“Hey if you tell me, I’ll tell you.”
A moment of silence passes, he knows she wants to talk about it. Heck if with anyone it would be with him. She contemplates it, but shakes her head. “It’s embarrassing.”
‘Lay, there’s nothing you need to be embarrassed about with me. You can tell me anything.” Lando moves closer to sit by her, rubs her back up and down. “i won’t force you to talk, but I need you to know this is what me and your mom are here for. No judgement with us, ever.”
He stays like that, comforting Layla for a bit, and once he realizes she isn’t ready to talk yet, he moves to get up. But immediately she senses him leaving and turns back around. She looks up to her dad with tears flooding her eyes, “No one likes me dad.”
That’s all it took, and the tears started flowing. She moved into his arms and surely the silent cries turned into louder sobs. In the moment, Lando didn’t even know what to say. He felt like he did when the twins were younger and he’d always look to you to figure out why they were crying, but in this moment he knew it was all him. He began with hugging her back and reminding her she needs to stop crying or she won’t be able to breathe. She slowly pulled back and began explaining seeing the concerned look on her dad’s face.
“Jake is the only guy I’ve ever liked. And I thought he liked me back too.”
“Okay..” Lando swallows, not expecting her to be so blunt about boys, but he urges her to continue anyway.
“We got along really well, he was really nice and all of my friends even told me they knew he liked me. And then, today at school, infront of all us, he asked Ava out.”
“I see, what did Ava say?”
“She said no, obvs. But still. She gets every guy and she doesn’t even have to try. If Jake can’t even like me now, when we’ve been getting on for so much longer, then no one is ever going to like me.”
Lando’s starting to get it now. Being a twin in highschool surely can’t be easy. Especially when these years can have a great effect on your self esteem.
“Baby, you can not put your self worth into the hands of a boy. You are so beautiful inside and out, smart, and hilarious.” “And amazing at golf,” he emphasizes to bring a small smile to her face
“You are going to find someone that loves you for you, but that isn’t something you need to worry about yet. I know it’s hard seeing Ava have it different but it doesn’t make you any less better in any way.”
“It’s just not fair Dad.”
“I know bub, it might feel like that now but come next week, next month, you and no one else are going to remember this. And if that dumb boy can’t see everything amazing in my daughter, he isn’t someone I want for you and you shouldn’t want that for yourself either. I mean there will never be a boy good enough for my girls but this once isn’t even getting close.”
She lets out some more snotty giggles and reaches to hug Lando again. “Love you dad”
“ I love you more. Now, do you see how Ava is not at fault here?”
“Yeah I do. I guess in the heat of the moment it was easier to blame her.”
“I get that, but let’s try and have a breath before going at each other next time? You girls are lucky to have a built in best friend, never let a boy get in between you two.” Layla nods, feeling guilty about her behaviour earlier and realising she must’ve scared Charlotte, she asks “Is Char okay?”
“She is bub, don’t worry. Anything else you need?” Lando confirms, he didn’t want to impose and give her some alone time before dinner.
“No that’s it. Thank you Dad.”
“No problem sweets,” he reaches down placing a kiss to her head. “Go get up and shower, you’ve got snot everywhere,” he teases, moving to leave the room.
“Wait, so did you beat Los?”
“Nope, got absolutely destroyed.”
“Omg I have to text him,” she says breaking into a fit of laughter as Lando shakes his head and opens the door to head out. “Yeah yeah be down in 30 for dinner.”
He heads down the stairs, joining you in the kitchen. “How’d it go?” You inquire as he wraps his arms around your waist from behind and rests his head on your shoulder. “Good, she was just feeling a little insecure.”
“Ava was the same,” you inform. “She was upset Layla thought she would do it to her on purpose, but I told her she knew it wasn’t but was acting in the heat of the moment.”
“Mhmm,” Lando mumbles, placing a few kisses to your neck, “just glad we got through to them.” You both settle into each others warmth when you hear giggles filling the house. All 4 girls come tumbling down the stairs heading straight for you. Amelia and Ava immediately cling to Lando having not seen him today. They pull him away, fillling him in on their day, while Layla comes to you holding Charlotte in her arms.
“I’m sorry mum,” she pouts. You can see the guilt eating away at her, she was always a softie at heart.
“That’s okay my love, how are you feeling now?” You wrap your arms around the 2 girls, trying to provide her some reassurance.
“Much better, i apologized to Ava too. But I’m really sorry for causing a ruckus at home.”
“I’m proud of you baby. Do not let anyone get in your head and make you forget how special you are, especially not a boy.” You press a big kiss to her cheek, “I love you sweets.”
Before Layla can reply, Char is jumping out of her arms and into yours, “Me tooo mummy.” You giggle, reaching to grab her and move to the couch to join the rest of your family. You all cuddle under a large blanket and decide pizza and movies is how you’ll spend the rest of the night.
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