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magicalqueennightmare · 11 months

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Jealousy

After falling into bed, neither you or Billy are sure where you stand

Miserable. There was no other word for it. What made it worse was that you couldn't talk to the one person you always turned to because he was the reason for the misery.

You were laid across Karen's couch, watching her pace the floor as she talked to someone from the bulletin. They were stressing about the evening edition and Ellison was out for a couples days due to his daughter's wedding. You were glad she had seniority meaning you could just watch her bitch at the interns and not have to intervene.

You turned until your feet was over the back of the couch and your hair was touching the floor. If nothing else you managed to pull a smile to her face when she saw your current position. She made a few more loops before hanging up. She cocked her head to the side staring at you "Honey? Something wrong?"

You shook your head. How the hell were you supposed to tell her that the previous week you'd spent Friday night and most of Saturday in Billy's bed? The first night could've been blamed on the alcohol but when the two of you woke up the next morning you weren't sure what the excuse could be for the other two rounds you went for in the bed or the one in the shower or the one on his couch.

She studied you for a moment "Bullshit. Spill" she crossed her arms and you grinned slightly "uh oh. I've instigated Miss Page" she shook her head and motioned with her fingers for you to turn the correct way on the couch. You turned slowly, steadying yourself before patting the cushion next to you "I want to tell you but you and Frank have one of them annoyingly close and trusted relationships where you don't hide anything from each other"

She sat down and you saw the tiny crease between her eyes which meant she was trying to figure out the meaning behind your words "Did something happen while we were gone last weekend?:" you groaned before burying your face in your hands. Maybe if you weren't looking at her it wouldn't be as bad? "I slept with Billy" you mumbled.

After silence overtook you both you weren't sure she'd heard you. The moment you pulled your hands down you knew she had because she was staring at you open mouthed "What?" You let out a long sigh "I had sex with Billy, a few times actually over the course of Friday night leading into Saturday afternoon"

She looked nearly comical the way she opened and shut her mouth a few times before finally asking "Well was it good?" "Karen!" You scolded and she cracked up laughing "What am I supposed to say here? I mean are you two like together now?"

You shrugged "I don't know. I mean we've talked since then but not about what happened.Billy has always been flirty with me and he's big on physical touch so I have no fucking clue where I stand because I mean he's Billy. He's my friend and means a lot to me but I know he's not the settle down one woman type. I don't want to bring up the elephant in the room just to get shut out you know?" She nodded slowly, a sigh escaping her. "Christ I'm glad Frank had to work late. My poker face is shit if I don't have forewarning"

You laughed lightly "Also explains why I've been avoiding direct conversation with Frank. He can see right through my bullshit" she nodded again "True. I mean, we're all going out tomorrow night for Foggy and Marci's anniversary. You'll have moral support. I think Curt has a date but everyone else will be there even Claire and Jess are coming. Test the waters maybe?"

You slouched down further on the couch, nearly hitting the floor "What if I just hide under your bed and refuse to come out?" She laughed "Well I mean you could but do you really want to be under and listen when.." "No!" You cut her off mid sentence sliding on down to the floor "Fine. I'll go but I'm sticking close to you and Frank so no funny business until I head home got it?" She nodded, biting her lip to keep from laughing at your distress "Yes ma'am"

Frank walked into the bar with one arm around Karen who was holding your hand. You knew you shouldn't be feeling like this. It was Billy. You'd known each other for so long, a part of you wasn't surprised that you fell into bed. The attraction had long since been there you just never meant to actually give in to it.

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A part of you wanted to just hide behind Frank all night but he'd know something was up if you didn't socialize at least a bit. As much as you didn't want to face an awkward conversation with Billy, one with Frank seemed even worse somehow.

The moment you walked into the door the music hit your ears. It was a song you loved, that calmed your nerves slightly. Frank stopped before turning to you and Karen "You two want your usuals?" You nodded so he kissed Karen's cheek before heading to the bar. Karen pulled you closer to her, wrapping an arm around your shoulders "Breathe. It'll be fun. All our friends are here. It's gonna be a good evening"

You looked around and spotted Foggy dancing with Marci. They both waved when they saw the two of you. You heard your name being called and saw Jessica and Trish heading their way towards you and Karen. You smiled seeing the two of them, Jessica was a little rough around the edges but you'd known her for some time. "Hey Jess! Hey Trish!" You greeted.

"Good to see you Y/N, you too Karen" Trish greeted as Jessica pulled you into a one armed hug. She glanced around once she released you "Where's Castle? I know him and Russo are around here somewhere" Frank walked back up about that time "Dunno where Bill is but how ya been Jess?" The two of then started talking so Trish grabbed your arm "Care for a dance?" You laughed cutting your eyes at Karen "I'll be back and don't worry you're still my favorite blonde"

Karen's laughter trickled to your ears as Trish pulled you onto the dance floor.

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After about half an hour you figured Billy just wasn't coming. He'd yet to show up so you had relaxed into the evening, even venturing away from Karen and Frank a few times. You were waiting at the bar for another drink when you had that hope squashed. You felt someone step up next to you, a hand brushing against your lower back and spun to tell whoever it was to give you some breathing room. Instead of some random drunk though Billy was leaning on the bar with a grin spread across his face "Easy there Y/N"

You let out a breath because even though you hadn't looked forward to facing him the thought of some overly enthusiastic drunk asshole made your head hurt. "Hey Billy" you greeted with a small smile. He looked good as always, black jeans and a dark green sweater. His eyes bore into you slightly and you had to resist the urge to fidget in your seat from the weight of his stare.

When the bartender came over with your drink Billy reached over your head before you could pay to hand him a twenty. "Rest of her drinks go on my tab" you raised an eyebrow at the bartender "No they don't. Keep that twenty as a tip" then passed over the amount for the drink in your hand.

The bartender looked a mixture of amused and not wanting to get into whatever you and Billy had going on. He passed Billy a beer then walked off. "So I can't pay for your drinks?" "I've never asked for you to pay my way Billy. I have a decent job, might not be a ceo who wears custom made suits on the daily but I get by well enough" he chuckled lightly "You have always been so damn independent. It doesn't hurt to let someone help ya"

You shook your head, staring up at him as you said "If someone is harassing me hell yeah I'll ring for help, my car break down and it's more than I have at hand I will call but Billy I can buy my own drinks" he smiled broadly "Ok darling. At least you've agreed to let me help with anything big"

You pushed away from the bar and felt him follow you. Billy's presence was something you couldn't very well ignore even if you wanted to.

When you got closer to the table you'd been sitting at with Karen and Frank she cut her eyes up and you knew the moment she spotted Billy behind you because they got wider. You slid onto the chair next to her so Billy took up residence in the chair on your right. "Damn Bill. Didn't think you were gonna make it"

You turned towards Karen begging for conversation when Billy said "That meeting with Samantha Milton ran longer than I thought" Frank made a noise which was a mixture of a scoff and a laugh. You knew what that meant. Samantha was gorgeous and eyeing Billy, probably vice versa as well. "Yeah I bet it did"

You felt your entire body stiffen when Billy's leg bumped against yours and prayed he didn't notice. He reached his left hand out to rest on your knee but you moved away quickly, nearly knocking into Karen.

"Y/N you good?" Frank asked and you smiled "Yeah. I um I gotta use the bathroom. Karen wanna come with me?" She smiled at Frank "We'll be right back" she grabbed your arm and the two of you slipped away into the crowd. God you were an idiot. Why did you think it would change anything? Yeah the sex was amazing but it was just sex, that much was now blazingly apparent.

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"So what's the play?" Karen asked after clearing the bathroom to ensure it was in fact just the two of you. You stared at her blankly "What play Kare?"

She motioned towards the door "Billy and the Milton chic?" You smiled despite everything. Karen was a one in a million friend, willing to go to bat even when you weren't. You shook your head "There's no play Kare. Me and him had a drunk night that washed over into the next day. I shouldn't let it effect years of friendship and I'm not going to so please just act like you know nothing? For my sake, for Frank's sake"

She rolled her eyes but nodded "Fine but I'm accidently kicking him at least once tonight" you laughed and grabbed her hand to head back out "I'd expect nothing less"

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By the time the two of you made it back to the table Frank was talking on the phone while Billy was peeling the label off his beer looking borderline annoyed. "Something wrong?" You asked once you were sat back down next to him.

He cut his eyes at you "Could ask you the same" "I'm good" you replied and held his gaze. He nodded slowly "Good" Frank hung up then looked at Karen "How long you wanna stay out?" She shrugged "It's Friday night. None of us have to work tomorrow" he grinned "Good. Remember Rumlow?"

Your eyes shot up at the name. Brock Rumlow. He was a couple years older than Frank and former army rangers. He'd gone into working for shield and last you heard worked close with Darcy Lewis and Jane Foster. He was pretty chill and not bad to look at either. "Brock’s in town?" You asked and he nodded "Should be here in a few minutes" "Awesome. Glad I decided to come out tonight then"

You missed the look that passed between Billy and Frank and the way that Billy's jaw clenched at your words. So you had been on the fence about coming out, even though it was originally for Marci and Foggy. Now you were excited to see Rumlow of all people?

He was sitting right next to you, within arm's reach. If you wanted anything all you had to do was ask. He thought after the hours you'd spent together the previous weekend that it was a step towards him and you being more than friends. He'd done everything in his power to show you how good he could make you feel, how much he wanted you. He could still feel your nails biting into his back, hear the way you moaned his name. What the hell had he done wrong?

Maybe you'd gotten the wrong idea, thought it was just sex. Maybe you didn't want him the way he wanted you? Shit though, every day he had women and some days men throwing themselves at him. He was a good lucking guy, damn good job and thought he treated you well. He was also your friend, he knew you in every way. Why the fuck were you excited to see Rumlow?

You spotted Brock the moment he walked in. He was about Frank's build, black hair he always wore short but not cropped. The thing that always got you was the fact that much like Frank and Billy, Brock had this aura about him that any creep within fifty feet would immediately back off their mark. You could sense the fact that all three men were dangerous, had done unspeakable things and would do so again to protect someone they deemed worth of it.

Frank let out a loud whistle and Brock grinned when he spotted all of you. "Castle! How the hell are ya?" The two of them greeted each other with that one armed hug men do. "Can't complain man" Frank replied with a laugh as Brock drug another chair over to the table, sitting between you and Karen. "How's it going Russo?" He asked Billy who gave a sharp nod "Like Frankie said man, can't complain"

Brock nodded then looked between you and Karen "You two are gorgeous as always" you and her both smiled. "Nice to see you too Brock" she replied and you added "Yeah its been a while. I wanna hear about Darcy and Jane!"

The two of you went into a conversation, dragging Karen in as well. Out the corner of your eye you saw Frank cut his eyes at Billy "Let's grab another round" "Yeah I don't know how much longer I'm staying out" Billy replied but stood to follow Frank nonetheless.

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Brock watched them walk away then looked back towards you "Something up with Russo? Last time I saw him like that my unit was passing his and Frank's overseas" you shrugged one shoulder as Karen leaned up to look around Brock at you "Couldn't even imagine what's wrong with Billy"

Brock looked from Karen to you "Did I miss something?" You shook your head "Don't worry about it Brock, now tell me more about Darcy"

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Billy followed Frank back to the table carrying his drink and yours. He could feel his jaw clench harder when he heard your laughter then got closer to see your head laid over on Brock’s arm as you both laughed.

"What's so funny?" He asked sitting down next to you. You glanced towards him and shrugged "Brock was telling us something about one of the women he works with" Brock was watching you while you talked to Billy and christ a part of him wanted to ask just what the hell Brock was looking at.

What was wrong with him? Rumlow was a decent enough guy. He'd known him for years, why the hell was he getting under his skin so much tonight?

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The answer hit him like a brick when a song started playing that he knew you and Karen both loved. Karen's eyes lit up "Frank wanna dance?" The two of them headed for the dance floor.

You sat there for a moment, clearly considering your next option before turning to Brock "I only see you like every six months or so, wanna push me round the dance floor one time?" He nodded "Would be my pleasure doll"

He watched the two of you head to the dance floor and silently fumed. The idea of Brock’s hands on your body was infuriating. Images of you under him flashed through his head, the way your skin tasted on his lips. Christ the way you'd felt.

When the images changed to you under Brock, clinging to him, moaning his name Billy damn near broke the glass in his hand. His eyes flew up to the dance floor and when he spotted you with your body that close to Brock’s he was on his feet without another thought. Fuck this, fuck things left unsaid. If he was going to lose any chance with you tonight, it wouldn't be because he went down without a fight.

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"You gonna tell me what's really going on with you and Bill?" Brock asked after a moment. You shrugged looking up at him "I can't tell you"

"Why not?" He asked with a smirk, leaning down a little closer to the point that if anyone just glanced it probably looked like a kiss had been shared. "Promise not to tell" he whispered. You laughed before burying your face into the crook of his neck "We slept together"

"What's that?" He asked so you leaned back to look up at him "We've been dancing around each other then Frank and Karen were gone and we were alone" he laughed and you weren't sure if it was how you worded things or the look you were sure you had on your face "So that's why he's plotted my murder four times?"

You shook your head "It's not like that Brock" he looked over your head and chuckled "Sure about that?" You were about to ask what he'd meant when you heard Billy's voice "Anyway I can cut in? I wanna talk to Y/N"

Your eyes widened when Brock’s reply was "Up to her man. She asked me to dance" you could practically feel Billy bristle up. Any time he got angry enough to fight he was like a tightly coiled spring, like a damn animal ready to pounce. You winked at Brock "Yeah, fine by me" he nodded then leaned down to press a kiss to your cheek before saying "In that case I'm gonna go find Nelson and his girl"

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You turned back to Billy and christ his eyes were pitch black. Oh he was angry. "You wanted to dance?" You asked innocently. He reached one hand out to pull you flush against his body "Can we walk outside and talk instead, Doll" the edge he put to the word doll was sharp enough you could feel a shiver run up your spine.

You looked around to see that Frank was looking over at the two of you. "Frank's watching Billy" his eyes never left yours when he said "I don't care" you pushed back from him "I do. You're not gonna ignore me for the most part then act possessive"

A groan left him "Y/N, sweetheart I have never been rough with you but this is one time if you won't stop being a stubborn ass I very well may throw you over my damn shoulder and walk out this bar, Frank be damned" you raised an eyebrow at the threat. Part of you wanted to call his bluff, the other was afraid if Frank got the wrong idea. "Fine. I'll go outside and talk to you"

His hand went to your lower back "C'mon then" you snatched away from him "I'm grabbing my jacket and telling Frank and Karen some excuse" He cut his eyes at you but nodded.

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Frank was watching you hard when you walked back over "Everything good?" You nodded, forcing a smile "This place is kinda packed. I need some fresh air so Billy offered to walk me outside"

Frank nodded, looking at Billy before saying "You got her?" Billy nodded "Yeah man. Always" you smiled when Billy offered you his arm in front of Frank so you took it, holding onto it until you were outside.

You snatched away from Billy the moment you were outside "Talk" he scoffed when you walked a few feet away from him. "What are you doing with Rumlow?" He knew you better than he knew himself which meant he knew exactly what button to push to make you just pissed enough that truth would come slipping out your lips.

"The hell you mean?" You asked and he smirked "Oh Brock’s coming. Oh dance with me Brock. You sound like a damn high-school kid at your first dance" you crossed your arms, glaring at him "Fuck you Billy"

He laughed at that, quickly covering the space between you. He left just enough room to not be completely crowding your space "Fuck me huh? Didn't you already do that?"

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How dare he be so damn cocky? How dare he know you well enough to know what would get under your skin? "Damn you" you shoved his chest when you spoke "You have side stepped for a week! You wouldn't fucking talk about it! You acted like it didn't happen! If it was just sex you could've told me Billy"

His smirk just got deeper with every word you spoke and every time you shoved against him "Are you done?:" he asked when you stopped talking. You glared up at him. He was do damn close and fuck he smelled good.

One of his hands came up to catch your face and fuck it all you nearly lost all composure then and there at the memories of his hands on your body. "Wanna know what I think?" He asked holding your face in place. "What?" He smiled before surging forward, catching your lips with his own.

His other hand went to your hip and pulled you against his body. You almost whimpered against his lips when he walked you backwards until your back brushed the wall of the bar. He pulled back just enough that you both got a breath of air before attacking your lips again.

You got your senses enough to push his chest. One movement was all it took for him to pause in his actions "What is this Billy? Between us?" He raised an eyebrow trying to catch your lips again and when you wouldn't let him he dropped his forehead to your neck "Tell me you haven't thought about us. Tell me you don't want us" one of his hands moved from your hip, down your thigh to slide under the skirt you were wearing. Your breath caught in your throat at the feelings of his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"What about Samantha Milton?" You managed to breathe out, feeling his smile against your skin. The hand on your thigh slid up further and when his fingers grazed over your clothed center it took every ounce of will power you'd ever had to not crumple then and there. He caught your lips in a bruising kiss before a smirk slipped onto his face "You're jealous"

He let his hand return to your hip, giving you a chance to think more clearly "and you're not jealous over Brock?" You saw his jaw clench and couldn't fight the urge to make him admit it "Maybe I should go back in there to him" his grip tightened on your hips "I wonder what his tongue would feel like, how his hands on my body would feel"

He leaned down to be face to face "I don't fuckin want Milton. I want you and I know for a fact Brock ain't takin you from me without one of us getting our ass beat tonight. So either tell me here and now you don't want me and I'll go knock that smirk off his face or tell you want me and I'll take you home with me and see just how many times I can get you to scream my name. Hell ill fuck you here and now so the whole of New York City knows you're my girl"

You swallowed hard at his words whether from the fact that he'd called you his girl or that you were trying to ignore the wave of heat they pushed through you. Your decision was made before you ever spoke "Take me home"

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bellarkeselection · 1 month

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4 - First Day at Work

Part 5

Always Had Something For Cowboys

Author - Let me know if there's anything specific you want to see in the next part

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes I yawned trying to wake myself up at 5am. Sitting up against the wooden headboard I sighed seeing that it was still dark out as it was expected to be. I was somewhat used to being up this early after living on the Kleinsasser ranch for a couple of years. But this is a different time now. Gently pushing the covers off my legs my feet hit the wooden floor and I heard Reese making a noise. "Mommy?"

"Sssh baby. Go back to sleep." I whispered to her, tugging the blankets back over her tiny body.

She made a noise rolling over watching me while I made my way over to the wooden dresser. "Did you kiss him?"

"Go back to sleep, Reese. I'll tell you everything after work." I told her digging around for some jeans and a long brown sweatshirt. Leaning forward I kissed her forehead, shutting the door gently behind me not to wake her up again. "Love you, Reese."

Walking through the Dutton Ranch living room I carried my brown boots in my right hand. On my other hand I had a thick Grey jacket hanging over my arm. Finally pairing it all with the hat that I had learned belonged to Kayce's mother last night. Exiting through the front door I made my way to the barn seeing the lights were on inside and everybody else was already saddling their horses. "Excuse me, is there another available horse I could use?"

"Yeah they might be one inside. Why do you ask, ma'am?" A guy wearing a black cowboy hat asked. He had some brown hair and a little bit of stubble on his chin.

Dropping my hands at my sides. "Mr. Dutton's son has offered me a job for the time being."

"I'll handle this, Ryan. Get your ass out there to work." I heard a deeper man's voice speak towards the guy who was speaking with me.

Ryan nodded, riding his horse off in the distance with the other cowboys. "Okay."

"I am the lead ranch hand to Mr. Dutton. I don't remember him saying we had any new ranch hands coming here. What's your name?" The stranger asked me dismounting his black horse that he was riding on.

Extending my hand to him I tried to shake his hand. "I'm Y/n, Y/n Lambert. Mr. Dutton's son knew I needed some money and his father said I could work here as long as I was a hard worker."

The man had dark black hair and eyes that were staring at me intensely. "Rip Wheeler. Can you ride?"

"I have been taught yes. Probably a little rusty but I should be able to remember how to ride." I responded.

Rip tipped his hat at me, heading off towards the open fence. "Good deal. Saddle yourself a horse and get to work."

Entering the white wooden barn I eyed the empty horse stalls until I came across a light tan horse standing on the end. Unlocking the wooden door I pushed it open, holding out my hand to touch the horse's nose. "Hey buddy. It's alright. I ain't gonna hurt you." I whispered, leading him out of the stall. Finding a saddle on the wall I tossed it on where it takes me a second getting some of the straps twisted around.

Climbing up onto the horse I sighed, taking the reins in my hands gently. Walking the horse out of the barn I saw that Rip was waiting there for me. "Come on, girl. We're burning work time."

"I'm coming." I called out to him kicking the horse in the side where he ran forward to the ranch hand. Together we rode out into the field and to the cattle that needed to be moved from one field to a different one.

Riding through the field I did my best to keep my hat on my head chasing after one of the cattle that had gotten loose from the group. Getting my horse as close as possible the cafe made a noise but moved over in the direction I pushed it. "Dang girl. Did you say you had no experience riding before?"

"I said I might be rusty. My ex's family owns a ranch. He taught me everything I know." I smiled, tipping my hat to the cowboy who lived in the bunkhouse that I had learned was named Colby.

He nodded, turning his horse in the direction with the others and the cattle. "Keep it up. You're definitely better than Jimmy was when he started here."

"Hey I didn't lose my new hat this time." Jimmy, who was wearing a light tan hat called over to us.

Colby taunted him back. "You threw your hat on the bed, Jimmy. You're lucky you didn't get piss in your boot for that."

"Hey, are we working or having conversations over there!" Rip gained our attention causing all three of us to look in his direction.

Fixing my hat on my head I rode over towards him and the other two followed me. "Sorry Rip. We're coming." The ride back to the barn wasn't too bad and the only downside was that the sun was almost setting when I got the horse back and settled for the night.

"Mommy, can you watch the sunset with me?" The front door opened onto the porch when I was coming up the stairs.

Looking down at my clothes I didn't feel too great after being sweaty all day. My hair was now in a messy bun so it wasn't in my face when I rode back. "Awe sorry, Reese. But I need to change out of my work clothes first."

"Oh okay." She lowered her gaze from mine.

Somebody else came out of the door revealing Kayce who put a hand on her shoulder. "I can watch the sunset with her for a little bit."

"Thanks Kayce. I'll be quick I promise." I swore to him heading into the house. Going upstairs, stripping off my muddy work clothes. Getting into the shower I moved as quickly as possible before grabbing some fresh clothes. My phone vibrates on the edge of the bed where I read the familiar nickname of JW. "What do you want, John Wayne?"

He sternly responded. "What else would I be calling about except you and my daughter."

"Our daughter! How many times must I remind you of this."

JW scoffs. "Whatever. You know what I am calling about Y/n. You took off and ran to keep my child from me."

"I had every right to do so. You aren't - haven't been a good father to her after the day she could walk. Your head is filled with the desire of gaining the ranch from the day your daddy spat it from his mouth."

He didn't sound fazed by the facts I was spouting off. "It is my birthright and it will be here when she's old enough."

"Yeah right, JW. You still have your head so far up your ass to stop thinking about that dang ranch for a second. You have a young daughter and someone you used to care about." Running my freehand through my hair I huffed.

He replied again. "I'm doing this for us, Y/n. This ranch is everything to me...everything to us."

"Jenny was right about you. Goodbye JW." I removed the phone away from my ear hitting the end call button and blocked his number for good measure. Going back downstairs I left my phone in my room seeing that the sunset was almost about to be gone. Stepping just up the closed front door I sucked in a breath at what I saw before me.

Out on the porch I watched my daughter laughing with Kayce over something he must have said. He certainly was better than my ex boyfriend that was for certain. "It took him a while but he's improved."

"I'm sorry, John. Oh hi....what are you talking about?" I noticed the man of the household was coming from the kitchen.

He raised a coffee cup to his mouth. "He had his one trouble when he told me he got a girl he barely knew pregnant. I didn't take it well. But now I can't imagine my life without my grandson."

"I can't imagine mine without Reese in it. And I honestly don't ever want to." I replied to the elder p.

He lowered his cup going to the living room. "If you're thinking of staying you're welcome too. I know that me and Tate wouldn't mind. Kayce either."

"Maybe you're right John. Maybe this could be my new home." Wrapping my arms around myself I heard him sit down allowing me the chance to step out onto the porch. Reese bolte to my arms and I laughed carrying her over to the swing Kayce was sitting on. Sitting down the three of us watched the sunset fade off together.

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jordancallowayswife · 9 months

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Date night🍷(KhalilxReader)

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Requested: ❌

Characters: khalil, y/n,

Story type: y/n story (part two)

Warnings or triggers: none (there will be some fluff and some nicknames like princess, babygirl, etc. but that's it)

Enjoy the story!

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Khalils pov:

It's been about one month since I asked y/n to be my girlfriend and honestly, it's the best decision I've ever made. I've been thinking of taking her on a date but I don't want to rush things. I want my babygirl to be as comfortable as possible. She deserves the world and I'm going to make sure she gets it. I thought of an idea and immediately picked up my phone.

Conversation with y/n👇🏾

Me: Goodmorning princess☀️

Y/n: Goodmorning my love, how are you?

Me: Im doing good how about you?

Y/n: Im doing well 😌

Me: Can i ask you something baby?

Y/n: yeah sure

Me: Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?

Y/n: yes baby id love to go on a date with you🥰

Me: alright I'll be there at 8 to pick you up

Y/n: i can't wait to see you😘

Me: i can't wait yo see you either my princess

Me: look in your room and you should see everything you need to get ready for our date ;)

Y/n Pov:

I looked around my room noticing three things: A glittery red dress, Golden earrings and a necklace with me and Khalil's itnitials on it. I got took a shower, got ready, and did my makeup.

~time skip( 7:30pm)~

I sprayed some perfume on and walked out the door. When I looked up, I noticed Khalil standing outside of a black limo. He had on a black tux with a red handkerchief that matched my dress. He also had on a gold watch and a fresh haircut. "Ready to head out princess?" Khalil said staring you down. "Yes my love" I replied getting into the car as Khalil opened the door for me.

Khalil pov:

As we were on the way to our destination, Y/n's beauty had me in a trance. With or without makeup she looked like a literal goddess. I grabbed the pink and red roses and handed them to y/n. "Awww that's so sweet of you khalil" she said smiling while smelling her flowers. The moonlight shined and glistened over her skin. "We're here" the driver said. I got out of the limo and went around y/n's side to help her out of the car.

Y/n pov:

Me and Khalil walked into the lavish restaurant and the waitress quickly sat us at a table. I ordered salmon and khalil ordered a steak. The waitress brought us our drinks and I noticed her trying to flirt with khalil. Khalil simply shrugged it off not paying her any attention. His eyes were so focused on me he didn't notice the waitress's antics.

~time skip~

Khalil was getting ready to pay so we could leave. The waitress handed him the ticket. "Y'all are good to go. Hope to see you here again" she said smiling at khalil and side eyeing you. You picked up the ticket and noticed she had written her number on there. *two can play that game* I thought. I wrote something back on the ticket and called her over. "Excuse me ma'am you left your tip" I said fake smiling at her and handing her the ticket. The ticket reads as follows:

I Don’t think he's into you. Besides, clowns work at the circus not restaurants. (P.s. Im pretty

Sure they'll be quick to hire you. who knows maybe you can be pennywise he's your twin after all :)

The waitress stormed off and you smirked at her as you and khalil headed out the door.

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Hope you enjoyed this imagine!

Excuse any errors and thanks for reading🫶🏾🤍

#black lightning #jordan calloway #khalil payne #date ideas #first date #fontaine #they cloned tyrone #michael b jordan #boyxgirl #black panther #namor x shuri #princess shuri

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purplehoodiesimon · 1 year

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Ep3

Wilhelm using meditation to try to calm his anxiety mood

Aaaaaaaand he ripped it up. Boy needs meds just gonna say.

God I love the title cards this season.

Wille and Felice's friendship is amazing

Hate to say it Wille cause I am rooting for ya here but honestly it's none of y US THAT SUN AFTER RAIN. EXCUSE ME. NO

Erik saw Boris as well? Hmmmmmmm

Oh man. Wilhelm. Ouch.

Hah. Having to do a group project with Simon. This feels like a fanfic and I love it.

OH AND ITS GAY

Wilhelm has absolutely no chill I love it.

THATS SUN AFTER RAIN WHAT FORS IT MEAN UTS ABOUT SIMON AND MARCUS AND WILLE AND UTS ITS JDNNFJDJSJSJDJDJDJDJDJDJJDHDJDJDJDJDJDJDJHDHDHDHDHDHDHDJEJWJSKSKKSJDJDJDJDJD I'm going to have a fucking anyeirism why did I ever figure out sun After Rain is a foreshadowing song why what does it mean WHAT DOES IT MEAN

Oh Sara is about to throw hands with this dick

I really hope this choir lady lets Simon do this with the Hillerska song

Oh my god he wrote a love song

Oh my god

It's not about the school ma'am it's not about the school

God the use of music in this show it's all so important and meaningful and IS WHY I STILL WANT TO KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH SUN AFTER RAIN WHAT DID IT MEANNNN WHAT IS IT FORESHADOWING

Vincent has gone mad with power ugh. August probably really was the better prefect.

SARA HE LIKES YOU. HE ACTUALLY LIKES YOU. THATS WHY HE WANTS YOU TO COME OVER.

Oh my god Marcus hasn't even seen the video.

WHY IS SUN AFTER RAIN BACK.

they're playing it so subtly too like if I was not hardwired to know this song after listening so intently to figure out the foreshadowing thing I would not notice it but like. why is it here.

August genuinely likes her this is so cute.

It's all about the hands it's all about the touches

Okay but the yellow bra?? Yellow is such a good color on her.

"I like to smell like him" hmmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnn double meanings

I did not know that digital(?) virtual(?) rowing competitions existed and this is so interesting

Aw they lost

OH. OH. OH MY GOD. OKAY. MARCUS KISSED HIM AND WILLE SAW. OKAY.

He's looking at their photos oh my god

Okay random analysis that does not have to do with whats happening in my screen right now but Sun After Rain is a foreshadowing song, but specifically it's about their relationship. It foreshadows because it's about their relationship. I will have to elaborate on this later but it's. It's about their relationship so it foreshadows but that's also why it's called Sun After Rain. There will be Sun After Rain.

Oh. Okay August would be next after Wille confirmation. Glad we've finally cleared that fandom debate up.

This is so going to stir up controversy but honestly if August

OH. NO.

This is not happening.

I mean this is happening. But this is not happening. THIS IS HAPPENING.

Wow b

Okay.

So we're definitely going to have Felice and Wilhelm fics now.

This is just the season of everyone fucking everyone apparently.

Anyways as I was saying honestly if he worked through his issues and became a better person, August would be a good king, definitely WAY better than Wilhelm who CLEARLY does not want the role

Anyways wow oh my god okay halfway through. Damn.

#young royals #young royals netflix #young royals spoilers #young royals season 2 spoilers #yr s2 #yr season 2 spoilers

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arithecreatorsstuff · 10 months

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Cruel and Malicious Phraseology

Since the JLA ban on profanity in the workplace took effect, some of us have gotten rather inventive in expressing our less positive sentiments. No guesses for which member of the Old Guard had the most insults hurled at them, but... his initials are HJ. There is no context, only hostility.

"I could put an entire box of alphabet pasta through a spin cycle and come up with a better plan than that. Stop trying to be Batman, one is enough."

"Go stick your head inside a black hole, you posh knobhead!"

"Listen here, you overhyped rodent posterior... rocking up like you're the brightest glow stick in the rave negates the very idea of a stealth mission. Adjust your glow to match your intellect, please."

"You got this, huh? Looks like you handled that masterfully. Tell you what there, Mastermind... let me know if you need help finding your teeth after that glorious victory."

"Plans A, B, AND C all tanked? Over to you, Glowworm, you usually head straight to Plan D for "dumb crap" anyway."

"Quick question, do you even Metal Gear?"

"Oh, what in the unholy name of Ymir's jockstrap did we walk into this time?"

"Do... do the Big Bosses not realize pockets are a thing? Like, where am I supposed to keep my wallet, or anything, really? Is the Marquis de Sade the staff tailor, because wearing this is gonna drive me mad."

"You and I have been friends for a while, but... when you say things like that I kinda want to stab you in the eye with an explosive arrow."

"I get now why you prefer being underwater. Less dumb. Much less screaming. Speaking of... I bet you know some epic dive spots. They'll be at this for hours, we're not needed here. If the Boss asks, you're teaching me marine ecology in the wild."

"Huh. Here I thought Joker held the title for "Most Punchable Face on Earth", yet here's the new heavyweight contender, ready to throw down for the belt."

"Go boil your head in some more of that cheap weak sister beer!"

"Why don't you go hug a claymore mine already?"

"Eat my boots!"

"No, ma'am, I'm not ready for that jelly, I prefer cream cheese on my bagel anyway. You're... not talking about food, are you? Oh, monkey bread."

"Repeat after me: Pants. Are. Not. Optional!"

"I'd rather drown than EVER go clown. I might not have taste, but I have standards."

"Oh, by Artemis' sandals what did you do this time?"

"Yanno, you and a certain dirty old man thunder God have the same issue: too focused on the ladies to do your job. Eyes in the head, you ain't her type. Trust me."

"IN THE NAME OF SIGYN'S GIRDLE WILL YOU STOP SNEAKING UP ON ME LIKE THAT! The Boss can get away with it, as he was trained in silent infiltration and is not a creepy drunken sorry excuse for a washout. Either knock on the door like a normal human, or run the risk of having to sing "I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts" to even enter the men's locker room."

"You died? I see your brain sure stayed dead."

"It's a RAID, not a rave. Lose the shiny stuff and glow trim, we're trying the Splinter Cell approach. Also... do you really need the three extra ammo belts? They're thugs, not the blooming Xenomorphs."

"I know over 20 languages, yet cannot explain exactly how much I'd like to beat you with a pufferfish."

"But did you die again? No? So... why so grumpy, Mr. Grouchy von Groucherson?"

"How? How do you claim to be a master shot, yet miss the ginormous glaring weak spot every time? Are you a plant from the Court of Owls? Make it make sense."

"Huh. Sniper scope, but still can't see the obvious. Just ask her already! Aphrodite help me, but you're blind if you can't see she likes you."

"Thanks, but I don't associate with the chronically dumb."

"A date? Let me check my calendar. Sorry, looks like I'm going to be washing my hair for the foreseeable future."

"Would you kindly get your head out of the poor man's rear entrance so he can get some work done?"

"Games teach you problem solving in real time, teamwork, the importance of understanding the mechanics in any situation, how to manage difficult individuals, pattern recognition, and much more. Odin's eyepatch, you must be a pretentious little sod to think you can't learn from gaming. Now quit whining and pick your fighter already. You're holding up the match."

#dc oc #jla #creative insults #no profanity no problem #batman may regret this policy #not everybody loves hal #most of us just tolerate him

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oohfluffy · 2 years

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Still You | DKS

Fluffy's note: Hi! This is my fourth series to be posted here in Tumblr. I know it's been a long long time since I went on hiatus due to my super busy college life in architecture school. Many might have left already or forgotten that this blog exists, but I'd still be happy to share this story with the ones who are still here. I'm currently writing this one, so expect slow updates from this turtle author :< hope you guys are all safe and well!

Group: EXO

Member: Do Kyungsoo

Theme: Angst | Fluff | Neighbor!AU

stillness. and then, you came.

This book cover is edited by yours truly again. 😘

Still

It was a very rainy day.

You couldn't help but to buy a cup of coffee at the cafe right across from your workplace after work. Your boss lashed out at you for a little mistake, everyone's in a bad mood, your blouse got caught on a random metal wire by your desk, and the photocopy machine decided to break as soon as you were clicking its start button.

Fuck, you thought like a mantra.

Of all the days in the week, why did you have to be so unlucky today? A monday, really?

"That would be ₩5,560, ma'am… Ma'am?"

"Oh," you cursed in your head as you took out whatever bill you had in your wallet. Your cheeks burned as you felt the stare the cashier was giving you. He must have been calling you thrice now. "Here, I'm sorry."

"No problem. I received ₩6,000."

You unconsciously scratched the back of your neck as you looked up.

Why didn't I look up earlier?

The cashier had his thick eyebrows furrowed as he pressed his finger tips on the screen in front of him, quickly pulling out the drawer to place the bills he got. His dark hair looked so neat and thick that it made me want to touch and ruffle it. He wasn't smiling, but his cheeks are so plump and—

"Your change, ma'am."

You blinked your eyes a couple of times before you focused on his face. His rounded eyes were staring into yours with indifference, but why the hell did your heart pound so quickly? You snatched the change from his hand before taking your order away.

"Thanks." You mumbled shyly as you embarrassingly got out of the line.

Shit, he's cute. I think he's new here? You thought as you bit your lip, placing your cup on the table right by the glass wall facing the sidewalk. You could still see him from this area. You just noticed that most of the customers were old people and a minority were girls, probably from the nearby high school.

"I couldn't see his name tag. How stupid." You said to yourself as you took a sip from your cup. It was already past 5pm. "Ugh, I need to get home."

Who the hell forgot her umbrella then? Nam Eunjoo.

"I officially hate this day."

"Excuse me."

"Fuck." You exclaimed as you almost spilled your hot coffee. Your eyes were already blazing, ready to release all of the stored stresses and frustrations of this day. "Who the hell—"

"I'm so sorry! Were you hurt? Did it spill? I'll get a mop, first, and I'll refill your cup."

It was the cute cashier.

"N-No, no need. Uhm, it didn't get to my pants." You were surprised that he panicked, his warm and calming voice raising which still sounded like music to your ears. You quickly took a peek at his name tag.

Kyungsoo

"So, what did you need, Kyungsoo-ssi?" You were hesitating if you should look into his eyes, but that would mean your cheeks would be on fire.

"We're offering rentable umbrellas since it's been pouring for a while now." He raised an umbrella on his right hand, still with an unreadable expression. Can't he smile a bit? "Just go to the counter and write your name. It's going to be limited, so if you badly need one, you can take one." He looked at the spilled coffee on your table and frowned. "I'll refill that cup."

"It's really fine, I'll be going after a few minutes anyway." You smiled, trying to look as harmless as you can. "Thanks for the heads up, I'll surely rent one 'cause I badly need one, heh." You awkwardly chuckled as you glanced at his reaction.

He didn't look happy with the spilled coffee.

"I'll drink the rest of this one," You raised the cup as you nodded at him. "Thanks."

"Okay then." He slowly bowed before moving onto the next table.

He's cute, but he could at least look friendly?

"Am I that annoying today? No one even wants to smile at me. Sucks." You mumbled as you looked out by the glass window. The street lights start to light up, and the number of people walking increases as the sun sets, marking the end of the day. It was just the beginning of the week, but you feel like your exhaustion meter was at its peak already.

After 10 minutes, you made sure to drink all of the coffee inside that cup, thinking how that cashier guy stared at your spilling— that was his fault anyway. You stood up from your seat, and walked to the counter as he said earlier. You glanced at the side and he was not in sight.

He must be on break or out of his shift already.

"Excuse me, I'll be renting one please." You told the girl by the counter, who smiled instantly as she handed you the paper full of names with numbers. "I'll be writing only my name, right?"

"Yes, we'll be giving you an assigned number so we can easily take note of who rented the umbrellas." She said in a light manner, so much in contrast to that previous guy. You quickly wrote your name and paid a very reasonable amount. "Thank you. See you again tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you."

You took the umbrella which was lighter than yours and walked out of the cafe. It was still heavily raining, but people were still loud and laughing with the umbrellas over their heads. Some were even running around with their coats serving as a cover, but they were all smiling.

How lucky.

You quickly spread open the umbrella as you got out, preparing yourself to walk back across the street. The bus station was a few blocks away, but it's better than before where you had to take a taxi to the nearest station from your home. You just need to take this one route—

"Excuse me, ma'am!" You were suddenly pulled back by someone. Someone with a very familiar voice.

"Shit!" You cursed loudly as you felt the cold rainwater slightly wet your bag. You let out a deep sigh before looking back at the person who stopped you. "What the hell do you want now?"

His eyes were glimmering, reflecting the street lights so clearly you nearly got drawn into them. His hair was slightly ruffled, his apron smudged with a few colors, and his cheeks were red. You thought he wasn't around anymore.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I think I made you feel bad. Well, you're not the first one." He awkwardly touched his cheek. You instantly thought that he heard you mumble earlier. Oh god, just let the ground swallow me whole now. "I know this is not much, but here's a freebie as compensation." He handed you a small bag of cookies with a pink ribbon. "I hope you still come back. I'll work on my friendliness."

"Pft." You took the bag of cookies with a big grin, excited with the freebie. Not just the freebie though. "Well, I'm not holding any grudge, that's just very low. I like the coffee here, and I just work right across the street, so I'll surely be coming back. And yeah," You slightly waved the umbrella in your hand. "I need to return this one."

Kyungsoo widened his eyes as he realized that. He looked at your eyes briefly before looking at the street. You figured that he's embarrassed as well, making you chuckle as you realize you two might be more similar than you thought.

"Thank you for the cookies. I really appreciate the gesture, but you didn't have to. I would have appreciated your words all the same." You smiled.

"Yeah, I'd take note of that."

And then, he smiled.

It was so beautiful that your mind buffered for a second.

How lucky. You thought.

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this is just the prologue.

☘ Ch.1

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serpentandthreads · 1 year

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🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️🙋🏻‍♀️ I want housekeeping horror stories!!!

This one actually features some people. Characters: BD (bitch of a daughter), EM (entitled mother), AM (assistant manager) and another housekeeper.

It's a pretty good day so far. I'm on one the floors, exiting a housekeeping closet. I was up there trying to find something for one of the other housekeepers, and as I'm exiting the closet I hear shouting coming from one of the rooms. Now, keep in mind, it is broad daylight but most hotels have rules regarding keeping the peace. Noise complaints made during the day are addressed.

I call my AM and I'm like "So, uh, I'm next to the closet and I can hear screaming coming from a room at the end of the hallway. It sounds like somebody is arguing. What do I do here?" My AM simply told me to knock on the door, as if everything was fine and we heard there was some commotion happening. I'm like alright, same thing as any other noise complaint issue. As I'm hanging up the phone, BD comes storming out the room and towards the elevator: towards me. Naturally, since she's the one who left (keep in mind this isn't a child: she's easily in her late teens), I asked her "ma'am, is everything okay? we're concerned about shouting being heard in the hallway". Mind you, I'm fucking concerned for this woman's wellbeing.

Immediately this girl is yelling at me, saying things along the lines of "Everything is fine" "My baby is sick" "Leave us the fuck alone" "Mind your own business"

Disclaimer: When you're renting a room in a hotel, your business becomes our business when it disturbs the peace. If you're in your room screaming, arguing and fighting... regardless of what time of day or night it is... it becomes the staff's business. Either control yourselves, or leave, because you're renting a room. Not the entire hotel. There are other guests, who are there for varying reasons and believe it or not people want some peace and quiet. Even then, if an employee is asking you if you're okay, take it as a good sign. ANYTHING could be happening, and staff has to be prepared to act. That sometimes means calling the cops to protect a person, because again, anything could be happening.

Moving on. I'm doing a double take, and I'm thinking I know this bitch did not just say that to me when I pulled out my nice/concerned mother tone and trying to make sure she's okay. I'm autistic and working in the hospitality industry y'all: I literally force myself to be cheery and nice looking/sounding towards guests. I ask her "excuse you?" and she repeats herself. I simply tell her "It's understandable to be upset in your current situation but you don't have to talk to people like that" and walk away.

By now I am red-faced, blinded by anger cause I literally can't cuss back at this guest without risking my job. So I go down to my AM and I'm like "They gotta go" because yes, how you talk to people matter. If you're gonna be talking to a concerned employee like that you ain't got any business being there.

So, AM calls the EM and gets info. Turns out EM and BD were arguing, and it got heated. While they have been moody and rude before, it wasn't as bad as this situation. My AM decided since they were long-term guests they could have one more chance. I told my AM she'd regret it.

A week later, these people are scheduled to receive housekeeping services. Another housekeeper was assigned to that room, and she described it as "it was destroyed". Many hotels have policies regarding cleanliness, and you can be kicked out for leaving your room a huge mess... especially if you have refused housekeeping services before.

The housekeeper was right. Even one of the walls had to be repainted cause it was permanently stained. Due to us having previous issues with them, we decided to give them a few hours to pack up and go. We called EM and let her know how much time she had, and when I tell you she was a goddamn jackass. She came back to the hotel yelling at one of my coworkers, saying all kinds of rude things I won't repeat here, saying housekeepers were lying... but the state of that room was fucking proof??

I'm not the one who cleaned that room, but I did see the conditions it was in after they left. It wasn't good, and the smell was really bad. Like... old used diapers bad.

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Die in Vayne

Ahsoka's perspective of events.

Ahsoka Tano

Ugh, why do we even do jobs anymore? Going through all this trouble to steal this truck, just to make money that can't even buy a beer. Although I must say the sunlight is nice up here. I can't remember the last time I was up on the surface of this rock.

"Can you handle that Ahsoka?" Crap. Dirt was talking to me on the com link again and I wasn't listening.

"You really think I can't do anything huh?"

"Can you please just crash your speeder on the signal?" So that's what I need to do. That's easy. "Repeat after me. I will crash my speeder when-"

"Excuse me ma'am?" I look and see a couple police officers approaching. "You can't loiter in this traffic lane. I'm gonna have to ask you to move."

"Uh, well officer I'm a little lost. Do you think you could give me some directions?" I ask.

"Sure thing little lady." The other cop says. "Where ya trying to go?" That's a good question.

"Uh lets see, I need to get tooooo, CoCo town I think. I'm interviewing with the commerce guild." That didn't sound convincing.

"Oh yea I can help you with that." Cop 2 says. "And if you're hungry you should check out a diner over there called Dexter's. That's good eatin' right there."

"Ahsoka stop traffic." Dirt says through the comm. I'm up already?

"Thank you for your help officers-"

"What d'you mean? we haven't even told you how to get there yet."

"Right, but-"

"Ahsoka! What's the deal?" Always so demanding and impatient! He wants traffic to stop? Fine! I draw a lightsaber and look around for something that looks explosive. One of these buildings has a box with a bunch of electrical cables running from it. Bingo.

"Hey! Put-" I slice down the cops before they can ask anymore intrusive questions, and throw my blade at the electrical box. Results are immediate and effective. The explosion puts traffic at a standstill. My work here is done. I dive off the speeder to the ground.

"Whoa! What was that? Ahsoka-" I toss the com link on the ground and smash it. Finally, I don't have Dirt in my ear anymore. I wonder if I can find a drink.

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I'm not sure how Dawson found me, yet here he is. I assume he's leading me back to a safe house somewhere.

"Come on babe, please we gotta move."

"Why are you in such a big rush today?" I ask. He gives me his trademark grin.

"'Cause we leavin' today." He says. " It's gonna be better for us after this, but we can't get caught slackin'."

"Sure, whatever." Ugh, I'm so tired, and I expel a huge yawn. "Can you carry me?"

"Haha yea of course." He says, and he cradles me in his arms. As much as Dawson annoys me, I have to admit sometimes he's really sweet. He's a tall strong man, and leaning my head against his chest makes me feel so safe, even though I know it's all just an illusion. Dawson isn't capable of loving a woman or keeping me safe, but I wanna pretend for just a little longer.

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The second we walk through the door, wouldn't you know Dirt starts yelling immediately.

"Dawson! You know we're about to leave this hellhole, and you just vanish? C'mon get ready to go!"

Dawson looks at Dirt defensively. "What I had to get Ahsoka didn't I? Ain't just gonna leave her here are we?" Dirt heaves a sigh.

"Wait where are we going?" I ask. Dawson said we were going somewhere, but I didn't realize it was a whole thing.

"We're leaving Coruscant." Dirt says to me. "Are you ready to go?"

"Oh ummm, let me go get something from Dawson's room." I say, then I run upstairs. Let's see if I can find it. Dawson gave me this beautiful ring made of nyix back when we had money, and while I rolled my eyes and told him to never buy me anything ever again, I kind of liked it. It's probably the only thing I own, and if we're leaving this planet for good, I would really like to take it with me. I know I put it in here somewhere the other day, right? But when even was the other day? Did Dawson maybe put it somewhere else? There's a small box on a table that could fit a ring. I pop it open and find my ring, looking just a beautiful as I remember it. I put it on my left index finger, and it's a perfect fit, now time to go. As I walk down the stairs I think I feel the hint of a smile on my face, which fades quickly when I feel the energy in the room.

"Hey Ahsoka, have you been doing okay?" Dirt asks me.

Now I'm just outright confused. "Since when do you care?" I ask. Then I see some security monitors showing footage from outside. There's a bunch of clones outside. And that blue... "The 501st." I say. So the 501st is here. Which means he's come for me. Is this it then? Am I going to die in this hellhole? I stand frozen in fear for a long moment.

SLAP! "Dirk snap out of it!" Fuentes yells with tears on her face. "You need to get us out of here!" There is no escaping. He'll kill us all.

"Ok. Yea, you're right." Dirt says and he rubs his hands to his face. "It's OK people, here's what we're gonna do." He points to a manhole cover built into the floor. "Reason we moved here? The sewer runs right under here. We're gonna slip right underneath 'em." Wow. All the flack I've given this man for the entirety that I've known him, yet he's so reliable in a pinch. I might have a chance under there.

"Ew, gross." Diego says.

"Well then stay here and have a long conversation with General Skywalker." Dirt retorts.

"It wouldn't be a long conversation." I say. Diego suddenly gets really motivated to hop in the sewer, and I jump in quickly after him. I just really need a second. I run off in a random direction, and once I'm far enough away I collapse against a wall and my eyes start watering bad. Everything's fine... were gonna be ok. I just need to start believing it. Pull it together Ahsoka, you're not gonna be able to fight him if your hand is shaking.

"Hey you hear that?" Someone down the corridor says. Great, I guess someone heard me. Footsteps start approaching.

"P-p-please just leave me alone." I say. "I just...I need some space. Please."

"Ma'am I'm sorry but you can't be here right now." I look up and see a few 501st clones. Do they not recognize me? We just did a mission on Mandalore a couple weeks ago. Wait... that's not right.

"I'm gonna call this up." A clone says, and he pushes his com link. "Commander, we found a girl in the sewer. Do you think she's affiliated with the bounty hunters? Should we bring her in?" That's right. They're looking for me. This can only end one way. "Commander said take her out of here and ask her a few-" I draw my blades slice the clone down.

"I don't have time for questions." I say, and drop the other couple of clones. Focus. I won't win if I don't come at him with everything I've got, and he won't show me any mercy this time. I need to find some hiding places I can ambush from. I move down the sewer quickly, and I get slowed up on occasion because I keep running into clones, but clones will never get the better of me. My master made sure of that. I find a more open cavern that's perfect. The ceiling is high and you can't see anything above you, which is where I'll be when he gets here. Plus there's tunnels branching off into every different direction, so lots of ways to run if things end up going south. The clones seem to think they have some claim to this cavern though.

"Freeze!" It's gotta be 100 clones pointing their blasters in my direction. "You are under arrest! Don't make us fire!"

I let out a little giggle, because I can sense their fear. They know what happened to their friends, and they know they won't beat me, but still they act tough. "Where's Skywalker." I ask. No reply, and the fear escalates. Maybe this battle will go better than I thought. "Not here? Disappointing." I utter a guttural scream, and launch myself into the heart of the clones' offensive. In a dance of blades more beautiful than the sunset, I slice through any flesh that would stand in my way, deflect any laser fire that would attempt to kill me, and unleash lightning that would draw envy from the gods. I can't help but laugh as clone after clone falls before my overwhelming power. As the last of them fall, I know definitively that I can beat him. I will kill him. I'm the only one who can. I stand in the room alone with the corpses, and feel a twinge of disappointment that it's over. Maybe I should've drawn out the fight a little more. What a rush. I need more.

Do I hear footsteps approaching? Good. I can test my theory about the ceiling. I scale the wall and hang from above in the pitch darkness. A squad of clones walk into the large atrium. Good soldiers. They're staying calm in the face of certain demise. I reach with the force, and grab the one in the rear by his neck. He makes a satisfying choking noise as he floats away before his friends can see.

"360 security. Keep the circle tight." Perfect. People looking out don't think to look up. Once they walk where I want them I strike. Again I work too quickly. With a couple strikes, they're all dead except for the point man.

"Commander Tano?" Finally some recognition. I turn and see Rex. Haven't seen a familiar face in awhile. And I guess since he's got a helmet on I still haven't. I thrust my blade into his gut. If Rex is down then the clones must be beaten. Since Skywalker didn't show I guess there's no reason to hang around here anymore. I begin walking towards a tunnel, when I sense a presence approaching. Master Plo in fact.

"Ahsoka?" Suddenly everyone knows who I am. "Have you done this? But... Why? How... How did this happen?"

"What's it matter to you? Since when do you care what happens to me?"

"I... I brought you to the temple myself. You were the most adorable little girl. I thought there was an eternal bond that held us together."

"Oh really? I don't remember us having an eternal bond when the Jedi were accusing me of treason! The only reason I'm not in prison is because of Anakin. He was the only one who really cared about me! Everyone else is too attached to a code."

He casts a sigh. "I'm sorry we made you feel that way. His face moves to my right arm, and I feel so exposed. Why does my scar have to be so big? "But what happened to your arm? That wouldn't be Anakin's work would it? When's the last time you saw him?"

"And still you only care about Anakin!"

"Ahsoka he is dangerous and unstable, and I'm worried that maybe he's wreaked more havoc than I realized."

"Oh is he? That's probably your fault too! You foolish Jedi sit in your fancy tower and think you know something!? I've never seen a more delusional collection of ignorant elitists!"

"You are probably right about that too."

"I could've been safe from all this! I could've lived in my village, and known my mother, and learned to hunt and farm. But no! YOU had to go and kidnap me, and then hand me over to some maniac!"

"Ahsoka please don't blame-"

"I'll blame whoever I want! Because it certainly isn't my fault! Maybe it's time we start cutting old bonds." I try to read Plo Koon, but somehow he is truly emotionless in this moment, as I walk up on him with a menacing glare. The Jedi truly exist as a void of a being. Really it's a mercy separating them from their living flesh. They would be happier as spirits.

"Yes, I guess that is the unavoidable part of all this." Plo says and draws his blade. "You are too dangerous to be kept alive. I will do what I must, but I am so well and truly sorry, my little 'Soka."

Good. So he wants a fight to the death. This will be fun. I draw my blades and whirl right into action. I'm so energized today, and Plo is an incredible duelist. I come at him as fast as I can pretty haphazardly just to see if he can keep up, and he's not breaking a sweat. He's got my offensive handled so far, but he's yet to mix in a strike. I slow down a bit to see if he'll open himself up, but for some reason he remains hesitant to attack.

"You won't win if you won't attack me."

"No matter the outcome of this fight, I have certainly lost."

Why does he insist on staying so sentimental? He can't enjoy the thrill of the battle, and if he's not gonna be any fun, then maybe I should just put him out of his misery. I start ramping up, dancing all around him as I unleash a flurry of strikes, but much to my frustration I can't crack his defense. Right when I least expect it, he goes on the offensive. It takes all of my flexibility to avoid the first blow, and I find myself giving up a lot of ground as he opens up on me aggressively. A very unexpected shift, but nothing I can't handle. I use the force to push him back, then I throw my left blade at his knees while I jump at his head. He defends low to deflect the the saber I tossed, and his head is exposed. I've got him. But then he takes me truly by surprise, when golden lightning erupts from his hand, which I jump into at full force.

"AHHHHH!" The pain is agonizing as I get knocked back, and go crashing into the bodies of clones on the ground. Since when can Jedi cast lightning? Hypocrites! How many secrets are they keeping in their temple, and how many techniques are forbidden, until the Jedi find it convenient to use them? "Not bad," I say as I regain my feet. "but I'm not sure if you've got the technique mastered." I draw out my hands, and unleash a barrage of lighting on Master Plo, who deflects it with his lightsaber. It's proving to be difficult to get the upper hand on this guy.

"I can assure you child, you are far from a Master." Is he right? Am I going to lose? He possesses power the likes of which I've never seen before, and there's nothing I can do that could really take him by surprise. No, focus. It's time to get serious. I reach out with the force and grab my second blade, and I pounce. He takes his defensive posture, so I come harder, and faster. He holds firm, so I come faster, and faster, and faster still. My speed is finally starting to tax him. He's defending too slowly, and at long last I get an opportunity to disarm his lightsaber. I get a rush of satisfaction as I look upon him, completely defenseless, then I channel everything I have into conducting lightning.

"AaAahgckgchk." The apparatus that he speaks through begins malfunctioning, but he continues writhing in pain as I blast him, and I don't let up until the writhing stops, and his corpse is black and crispy. Ah, victory is sweet, especially when it's this significant. The first Jedi I ever met, is the first Jedi I ever killed. I grab his lightsaber and continue through the sewer.

Author's Note

I firmly believe this is the best piece I've ever written. I feel like everything from the 2nd episode was building to this moment. The sensation that came with writing this was just different. This piece took me somewhere, and I hope anyone who reads it will feel the same sensation. But the problem with reaching a crescendo is that it can feel so hard to top. I don't feel like I'm close to hitting this peak in anything I'm currently writing. Yea if you don't like this then my writing probably isn't for you. But if you did like it, I strongly recommend you check out the full fic on AO3, where I can also be found under SlightlySuspect.

#star wars #fanfic #alternate universe #darth vayne

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notallwonder · 1 year

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I should have gone to sleep already but lo and behold the new episode dropped and here I am, bereft of impulse control.

Just my reactions to 16x03 under the Read More for those avoiding spoilers.

+ Penelope you can do it, you can say fuckhead. I believe in you. Adorable that you tried.

+ Yes!!! Tara & Rebecca have a leeetle smoocharooni in the elevator. They are cute, even as Rebecca is tryna U-Haul, to Tara's apparent chagrine. Love this way she styled her hair.

+ jeezus oh my godddd somehow Prentiss looks even more beautiful. UGH. Smokeshow behavior!!!!!!!!!! Dearest GIF makers, please bend your talents this way again (thank you for all you do!)

+ Director Noodle putting emphasis on "agent" as if Emily isn't a whole Section Chief [Silver Fox].

+ I hope the fact they haven't let Prentiss say fuck yet means that when it comes it will have some impact

+ Garcia's earrings distract and delight me. As though her jewelry is expressing her utter distaste for the work.

+ I find myself actually interested in UnSub Fuckhead's storyline. For both the FBI *and* the perpetrators there's not a lot of money in serial killing, it seems.

+ So glad Garcia's getting out of her tech cave.

+ Among my discomforts with some of the dialogue: the way Internet slang or whatever leaks into these Serious FBI Types language. See: Luke saying "kinkshame" and JJ noting the DOD decided to "take cyber more seriously." Or okay, maybe that last one is actually a joke, a dig at the way Drumpf used "cyber" but...I think I'd rather not be reminded? Idk

+ You know Noodle is going to figure out DOJ is interfering and is going to fuck things up for Rebecca somehow. Especially as she is increasingly involved in the investigation...

+ everything about this alleged drone pilot vet unsub just lost me - it doesn't even really make sense?

+ lmao Rossi's like "wank weasel, filing that away for future use"

+ Emily's conversation with Noodle feels rushed - the last episode made it seem like the BAU was going to be racing against time trying to find the kill kits while keeping Noodle at arm's length (which is not what's happening), and now we're already at this escalation in the Evil Administrator plotline? Not what I expected.

+ But her "Excuse me" at the end......Hot. 🥵 Ma'am, excuse ME.

+ I don't watch this show for the interesting crimes and well orchestrated intrigue & mystery, go figure lmao

+ ok maybe drone pilot vet makes a little more sense...but that reveal lacks weight somehow? Idk maybe I'm just distracted by Paget Brewster. Love that the BAU profile is completely wrong and nobody bats an eye (not the first time!)

+ the last scene with Rebecca & Tara was sweet, although it's a bit different to see Tara like this, more vulnerable and less swaggery. And the heart eyes on Nicole Pacent!

+ omg the scene at the end, the guy wiggling around as the dog allegedly kills him.... I'm sorry, I laughed. I spared a thought for JJ's early trauma, but the way the guy was shaking around just made me giggle.

+ It's nice to see Garcia & JJ paired up on screen again, but I kinda missed a strong sense of their specific friendship. They were on exposition duty, so that's not so surprising. Still.

+ Not a lot of screen time for Luke besides chasing bad guys with JJ.

+ thank god Rossi has resurrected his grooming regimen

This episode felt like more setting up the dominoes than anything else. Emily taking on double duty running the BAU for the time being doesn't bode well for my wish to see her have a life outside work, sadly.

#cm spoilers #cme spoilers #criminal minds spoilers #criminal minds evolution spoilers #cm16 spoilers #still surreptitiously trying to manifest a simple and brief handholding situation LOL

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excuse me, ma'am, how dare you include *that* sangyeon gif in your response - are you trying to kill me 😭😭 I have purposely blocked all memory of lip gloss sangyeon because the power that man has on me is ridiculous as it is and then he had to decide to go and be half naked? Sir, it is not okay 😭 but im glad I'm not the only one ready to send this man to jail 😭

besides the deathtrap that were the abs, I agree about the song being so good - it was definitely much needed.

also, I completely forgot I submitted the lip gloss sunwoo scenario as an ask - i did (finally) end up posting it as one of my thoughts dumps so there's that 😅 sunwoo would most definitely be the world's most unbearable tease, granted he's given the power. but I can't be the only that thinks he'd be a bit flustered the first time he meets his match. He'd temporarily lose all game he has. But you know, that's a convo for later.

I hope you're doing much better now! If not, I hope things ease up soon. Despite it being rough, the fact that you're pulling yourself through it is amazing (even if it feels you're at a standstill sometimes). Take your time to feel yourself again. And honestly, whether or not you dip your pen in the ink, it's okay. And it will be okay. If you stop then it'll be a fond memory to look back on, and maybe even revisit in the future. If you continue, your amazing new works will continue to be loved and appreciated by others (along with your old works). Just don't rush yourself into either - we'd want it to be enjoyable for you, regardless of where you end up! This is starting to sound lecture-y so I shall stop.

Take care!!

-🦁

Was I trying to kill you with a Sangyeon gif last time?? 🤔🤔 Probably lol 😅😅 it certainly sounds like me

I'm so happy you're posting your work!! That's such lovely news 😭😭❤️❤️ I'll be sure to head on over and see what you've been torturing the masses with soon 👀👀

I 1,000% agree with your assessment on Sunwoo. He'd be such a tease, but the second someone throws it back at him, he's gonna be a flustered little mess 🤭🤭. I hope he finds someone that can throw him off his game from time-to-time (me, but I digress).

Honestly, I'm kind of over everything lol. This year. My routine. Certain relationships. I'm just so over all of it. Even the one thing I was looking forward to this entire year was ruined. Then, I got sick on top of it and have been sick ever since, so I'm DONE lol, but you're not here to hear about all that nonsense!! We're here to discuss sexy boys 🤤🤤

#onceuponabloom #🦁 anon

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nobodiesheartlessshitblog45 · 1 year

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His Hope: A My Hero Academia Fanfic Part 3

Aizawa ShotaxWifeOc

Okay here's part 3 and this took a long than I thought, but really I want to take my time and work on this and not rush into. Slowly working out this story and one I want to work in the future and again.

Thank you taking the time too read this and enjoy it.

All the students were talking among themselves. It was rather calm and for the most. Whitch was nice change of pace since the teacher Mr. Aizawa make them do none stop classwork.

They got a pop quiz on what not to do on a rescue missions.

All them got done a bit early than usual, and their teacher was lying the classroom floor taking his daily naps.

As they were enjoying the some down, the herd the class open shut very loudly, and all look over, and there say a random woman they have never seen before.

Sato Rikido leans over to his classmates Tokoyomi Fumikage and Ausi Tsuyu and asked:

"I wonder who she is."

"Rebbit. I'm sure. A new teacher, maybe?" said Tsuyu.

"Maybe." said Fumikage.

Some the kids began whispering at who this woman was. Olivia stood looking at them feeling slightly embarrassed, stood up straight.

"U-Um, hi there." She clears her throat. "I-I'm sorry for bragging in on your class like this..."

The students all gave her an odd look.

Yaoyorozu Momo and Ida Tenya were standing in front the class a bit confused looked at her, when Momo walks over.

"Excuse me, Miss, is there anything we can help you with?"

"A-Ah, n-no not really. I just was---."

Before Olivia can finish speaking Tenya powers over the them and began speaking.

"I'm sorry, Ma'ma, but you can't walk into our classroom like this!" He said, waving his right arm. "We are in the middle of the very impotent quiz and I cannot have you making such noises."

"I-I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to disturb your lession." said Olivia, and held up the green folder. "I was ask to the bring this to Aizawa from the principal. That's all."

Tenya looked at Olivia for a few moments, and then at the folder. "I see." he said. "Still you shouldn't have slammed the door like that. It was very rude and my fellow classmates and I were the middle of the very impotent quiz!"

"No, we're not." said Kaminari Denki, who was sitting in the 3rd room with Ashido Mina, each playing with a switch.

"Kaminari's right we've all been done for like 25 minutes.” Mina said. "You really need to learn to chill, Ida."

Tenya's expression hunched his shoulders and looked a bit defeated, then takes a deep breath and says: "The matter still stand!"

"'Kay." said Mina, not looking from her switch, then her eyes widen. "OH! I found it! I found a shiny Totodile!"

Then Rikido, Denki, and Tsuyu rush over to her too looked over her shoulder.

“You need to put your game devised away, Ashido!” said Tenya, walking over.

“Pfff! Did you just call a switch a ‘gaming device”, dude?” said Denki, with snicker. “You sound like an old man when you talk that!”

“I-I don’t!” said Tenya.

“Yeah, kinda.” Rikko said, giggling.

Tenya was looking them with slightly annoyed expression.

Olivia stood there looking at them, more amused than anything.

Momo rolls eye eyes, and looks over at Olivia. "Sorry. We're usually a lot more, um, busy than this."

"Oh, don't worry about it. You're teacher is Aizawa after all. Just enjoy some down time.” Olivia said, with a smile.” And your classmate is right. I should have knocked at least."

Tenya blinks and looks at her. "Thank you for understand where I'm coming from, ma'am."

Olivia nods and hold the folder. "Well, I should just give this too your teacher and..." She looks around the room."Where is he?"

Haft the class pointed to the far corner of the classroom, and there Olivia saw Shota on the floor in his yellow sleeping bag, fast a sleep.

"Well, that's not a big surprise..." Olivia thought.

Then Urarka Ochako walks over to her and said: "Y-Yeah. As you can see our teacher is a bit... Weird."

Olivia laughs and said: "Oh, believe me I know. I'll just leave this on his desk and leave." As Olivia began making her way too the desk, Ochako began talking to her.

"How do you know, Mr. Aizawa?"

"Well, we've known each for a while now." said Olivia as she placed the folder onto the desk.

Ochako raised an eye brow."You... Look very familiar. Are you a pro hero?"

"... I-In way, yeah." said Olivia, getting a nervous. leave without making more a bigger fuss. Also, Shota would get very annoyed and make her sit down whole he was lecture about disrupting his class.

She was last she wanted to deal with.

As this was going a Midoriya Izuku watching for his desk, and trying to forget who this lady was.

He could sworn he had seen her where before. As she turn too the classroom and saw her eye face clearly.

Izuku eyes widen.

He indeed seen her many times. He watched videos of her fighting along side The Great Almight himself.

A fearless woman who stands stands tall, and never turns her back on those who need to protected.

A fearless woman who stands tall proud.

It was indeed her.

"Weeell, I-I should be on my way. Um, later~." She was about walk away.

"E-Excuse me," said Izuku, standing too his feet. "A -Are you Valkyrie?"

When he asked the whole chatted stopped, and all the students looked over at Izuku, then at Olivia, who stopped dead in her tracks, like a deer in headlights.

Orchaco looked at Izuku, then at Olivia and gasp.

"W-Wait... Oh-Oh, my gosh!! It's her!!" said Orchaco, her eyse light up. "It's her! The Fearless Valkyre~!"

The those two began whispering too each other.

Mina jumps from seat and shouts.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! NOWAYNOWAYNOWAY!!!" She and Hagakure Tore bean rushing over Olivia and were beaming at her.

"Wow! It's really her! So cool!" said Tore.

"Oh, my gosh!! The Fearless Valkyrie in our classroom! AAAAAAhhhhhhhh~!" said Mina. "Someone pinch me!"

Olivia looked at the two girls, then Mina jumps back and grabs her upper right arm.

"OW! Hagakura, why did you do that!? snapped Mina.

"You said someone pitch you..." said Tore

"I was being rhetorical!"

"Sorry..." said Tore.

Olivia stood there looking at the two girls, and Tore comes closer to Olivia

"We're such big fans of yours. By the way I'm Hagakura Toge~!"

"I'm Ashido Mina! H-Hi!"

"H-Hi..." said Olivia.

Both Mina and Toge both scream in delight.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! VALKYRIE SAID HI TO US!!!"

Olivia gives a shy smile and said: "I-I should really be heading out." She turns to walk too the door, when stood in front of her Kirishima Eijiro beaming at her too.

"I've seen a lot videos of you on Youtube. I ever watched you and Hawks live when you two stopped that highjacked train. You even took on those on your own gangsters, while Hawks was saving the passengers inside! You really are fearless. So... So manly!"

"I-I... I was doing what any hero would do." said Olivia, with slight blush.

Then Aoyama Yuga popped up right next too Eijiro. "You're so elegant, as well. How do mange to give such Un tel flair?"

"... H-How do I what now?" asked Olivia.

Then Minour stood next to Yuga, his eyes wide and asked: "How came you're not wearing that hot hero out?!" said Minoru. '

Olivia looked at him, a very shocked expression her face, while Mina, Toge, Yuga and Eijiro looked on with disgust, then in one swift moment Minoru was lifted into the air and throw to the side.

"Sorry about that. Ribbit." Tsuyu came walking over too Olivia. "Mineta is a bit of a creep."

"Yeah. Really, man, can you not be a weird?" ask Eijiro, glaring Minoru, who was lying the floor all tied up with rope.

Olivia blinks and looks around the at the classroom, and as did so she counted. All 20 students were all the classroom.

Which was a bit shocking too all 20 students in Shota's classroom.

Speaking of Shota an annoyed gruff sleepy voice spoke making all the existing chatter die, as a sleepy grumpy Aizawa Shota awoke from his deep slumber.

Everyone in the classroom looked over at him, he he unzipped his sleeping bag, and has it felt on to the floor, his long black hair was standing up slightly and his eyes were glowing red.

"Oh, boy... He's awake and super cranky." Olivia thought.

"Why are you all being so loud?" said Shota.

He was scanning the whole room, then his eyes landed on Olivia who smiles sheepishly.

"Hehehe... H-Hi. Did you... sleep well?"

Shota didn't say anything, just a few steps closer too Olivia.

Mina, Toge, Yuga, Eijiro and Tsuyu began creeping away, as their teacher was looking down at the Olivia.

The classroom grew a very tense as all the kids were looking at their teacher.

"Valkyrie," Shota said. "Why are you disrupting my class?"

"I-I wasn't trying at all." said Olivia. "Nezu asked me too bring you some paperwork after I was done with my meeting with him, and he thought it be a... great opportunity too finally meet your class..."

She smiles at him. He looks at her, and sighs, and closes his eyes. His hair slowly falling back into the place.

"It could have waited after school hours. Don't you think?"

"Well... I mean, yeah, but they were done with quiz and you were out like a light so... I-I didn't think it would be a big deal... Hahaha." Olivia laughs a bit.

But Shota was not very amused, and Olivia knew that he was very annoyed with now.

"Y-Yeah, sorry, Eraser..."

He didn't say anything at first, and he just sighs. "It's fine. But please don't it again in the future, okay, Valkyrie?"

"I won't. I promise."

As this was going, all the kids just looked on a bit confused. It was rather out character that their teacher would be nice to anyone who walked into his class randomly, let a low a total stranger.

"Anyway, I'll see myself out." Olivia said. She turns the class. "It was nice meeting you guys."

"Wha?!" Sero Hanta stood up. "But you just got here. You can't just leave."

"Yeah," Mina agreed. "Please stay, Valkyrie! Pretty please?"

"Aww, I wish I could, kids, but I can't."

Mina along with some the kids groan.

"That's enough of that." said Shota. "Get back your seats all of you."

Olivia began making her way to the door, and she could here Shota thinking:

"See ya in a bit."

"Okay. Love you."

"Love you, Liv."

Olivia smiles a bit she was walked the classroom.

Shota looked at the kids. "Alright. Everyone time write an essay. On what not to do in my classroom."

Some the kids groans as Shota picked up sleeping bag. "I don't want to hear about. I want hand written essay and want it done before awake from my nap."

The morning slowly rolled by it was right around lunch, time the students were making their too the cafeteria, the kids were still buzzing about The Fearless Valkyrie being at their school.

Olivia was a bit overwhelmed at first. but all the students at UA high sweet.

A small group of students did walk up asking for autograph, which Olivia was happy too do.

Some ask for a few selfies.

"Thanks so much, Valkyrie." said a boy, looking at his phone.

She smiles sweetly at him. "Of course. Always lovely too meet new fans. You head your class."

"Oh! Jeez, thanks for reminding me!" The young man, ran past her. "Thank you for taking a picture with me!"

Olivia smiles a gives a small wave.

As soon a the boy ran off, she lets out deep sigh, and began walking too the one the school exits, too get some much needed fresh air.

She began making her way too the woods that were behind the school. Making sure she was not being fellowed, she began heading to a small pathway way that lead into town.

Then she heard someone calling out to her.

She stops, and turns around.

Shota walking over to her.

"You going to cafe'?"

"Yep."

"Great. You can buy me coffee." said Shota, as he began walking past her.

"W-What...? Why?"

He stops and turns too her. "You walked into my class cause a major ruckus, and woke me from my nap."

Olivia was about say say something, when yeah. He had a point.

"Also, I just want too spend time with before I head back too work."

"... Well, you could have just said that."

The two began walking down down a small pathway, it was nice nature trail that lead into town. It was calm and perfect place for Shota and Olivia too talk for a bit.

"Your class this year seems nice." said Olivia.

"They're too rowdy." said Shota.

Olivia laughs. "You always say that about your class."

The kept on walking. The sound the birds chipping loudly echoing through woods. The sound the green leaves brushing through the breeze.

The two didn't say anything for a bit. Just enjoying the calmness of the woods.

Shota was looking over too right, as Olivia was looking up the green canopy, the golden rays of the sunlight glowing through the trees.

Olivia was smiling that beautiful he could not get enough of.

She was walking beside him, taking in the all the beauty all around them.

He still can't get over how stunning she was.

Olivia then turns to look at him. "So tell me,"

"Hm." he hums.

"How come you haven't expelled any of them yet?"

"Why dose that matter?"

Olivia shrugged. "Not really. However it is a bit odd for you too a full class like." said Olivia. "I was expending you too expel at least haft them by now. How long have been teaching them?"

"A about 2 months."

"Wow. It's been about 2 months and you have expelled any of them." She smiles at Shota. "You must be pretty fond of your class this year."

She watched as Shota's face goes a little pink and looks away.

"Awww. You do.~!"

"Olivia. Don't start."

"Oh, c'mon, Shota. It's very very sweet that you at least like them."

"Could... Could not. Please..." Shota places his hand over his face.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop."

The two kept on walking down the small way pathway and reach the end the it. The two walked down the side walk, and headed into a cafe.

Shota older his coffee first and Olivia order her's.

After a while Olivia payed for their coffee, and Shota then spotted the cafe's owner's cat. She was an old gray cat that was sleeping on the one old cozy chair, fast a sleep.

Shota walks over too the cat, and reached out his hand too her. The old cat's nose began twitching a bit, and then began purring as Shota began gently rubbing his thump along side the cat's face.

The cat began meowing and purring, as Shota kept petting the cat.

After a few moment the both his and Olivia's coffee were rung up and ready too go. Olivia reach out and took both of them.

"Thank you. How lovely day." she smiled and walks over to Shota. "Hey, coffee's ready."

Shota looks up at her. "Oh, thanks." He stood up and takes his from Olivia.

He takes one sip and lets out a sigh. "This. This good coffee."

"Yeah." Olivia said, taking a sip off her's and reaches down too pet the cat. The let out sweet little meow, and began purring again. "I have missed this sweet little old lady."

She then stood up and looked over at Shota, and who was drinking his coffee

Olivia thought about telling him what happen at Tartarus. Then she began thinking about how he would react.

He would be very upset at the fact that she kept this from him for a week and then lying about passing out on her mission.

She just wanted move on and forget, but at the same time she could not keep this from her husband.

Shota was taking another sip of his coffee, then looked down at Olivia. She looked worried about something.

"Liv?"

"Hm?" she snapped at her thoughts, and looked at him.

"Are you okay? You look troubled."

Pausing a bit Olivia then said: "I-I... was wondering after work do you think we can... um, talk."

Now ever more concerned Shota turns fully to face her. "What is it? Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah. Well, sort of." Olivia said. "I-It's just was wondering if you would have time too talk once you get off of work?"

He looked at her. "Of course. You don't even have to ask, Liv."

"U-Um... Yeah. I-I know." Olivia smiles.

Shota just looks at her, his expression a lot more softer. "Once work is done, I will come right home and we can talk about whatever you want."

Olivia nods, then two said their goodbye the cafe' workers and cat, as they left too head back too school.

As the day went by Olivia had all ready went back too the teachers.

She had return too the small apartment, and had changed out her dress suit and into a pare of blue jeans and a light purple shirt.

She all she wanted to do was relax, after along month and haft of being she wanted to turn off her brain and relax.

As day went she could not get what happen at Tartarus prison.

The icy cold empty feeling that she felt had never felt her. Try as she might she could not shake that feeling off. The more she try push it the feeling away, it crawling up again. Like a thousand spiders crawling over her bare sink.

She was lying on the couch on her side. Her phone playing some soft calming piano music too help calm her down.

She tried close her eyes, but she felt it.

She could see The Numo's lifeless eyes looking right at her.

The Numo's mind... was like an looking into an endless void.

All Olivia could remember was a coldness, darkness. The endless nothingness was all too over. Then all over sudden there was overwhelming of noise that went through like an electric shock.

Olivia eyes snapped.

She sits up and looks around, sigh with relief that she was in the living room. As she was feeling a bit more clam, she places her hands over face. When she did she felt something warm and wet.

She pulled her hands away, and saw that some drops blood

"Damn it..." She huffs, and getting up too head to the bathroom.

After she washed the blood from her nose and hands, she walks back into the living and reached for her phone that was sitting on the table.

The was 2:09 in the afternoon. Shota was going to get off from work in an hour.

Not sure what else to doo, Olivia thought about getting out the apartment.

In the main living room, Toshinori was in the near by couch area. Some with 4 large stacks of paperwork on long coffee table in front of him

He in was his skinny form. He was holding two peaces of test, looking confused on what he was doing.

He didn't notice Olivia walking into the room, and spotting him.

"Okay... I think I got this? I have that one kid an 85% grade. But... These two did awful on their test, and I have give them a pretty low grade." Toshinori picks up a pen began marking one the papers, then looks down at it. "... Wow. I feel bad."

Olivia smiling with a amusement, came walking over. "Having fun?"

Toshiorni snapping out his thoughts, looks up. "Oh, Liv. Good afternoon." He gives a smile hand holds up the test. "No, not really. I'm grading some test, and..." He looks the 4 large piles of ungraded tests. "I'm not even close to being done."

"How long have been doing this." asked Olivia.

"... A-About an hour. I only did 20 some far."

Olivia looks at him, with raised eye. "Really? I thought you at least get one stack of test done in 20 minutes."

"I-It's not that easy. I don't understand how most the teachers grade all these test without feeling bad about it." said Toshinori, with a frown.

Olivia just gives him fond smile, and patted his back. "I understand, big guy. Anyway, I was thinking about making some tea, would you care for some?"

"... Yes, please."

The two began walking into the large kitchen, and Toshinori filled the kittle with water and placed it on the stove.

"You didn't have too get up and come with me, All Might."

"I know. But I needed to walk from the grading test and homework for a few moments." said Toshinori, turning the stove. "But I wanted to sorry about this morning. I didn't know you trying to keep low profile." He rubbed the back of his head. "I honestly had no idea you back from your mission."

'Don't worry about it." Olivia waving her hand in the air, and walking over to the large island that was in the floor and in front the stove. "I'm just glad that some people appreciate the hard I do."

Toshinori hums in response, then paused. He was unsure he should ask or not. " I saw on TV that were working with Endeavor.”

When Olivia heard his name, her calm expression slowly turn into a dark death glare.

Toshinori turns and ask “Been meaning as how was it---?"

"He's a piece of shit. Can we change the subject?"

"… …Okay then."

"Good. How's being a teacher going so far?"

"It's been pretty good." said Toshinori, walking over the kittle has it was going off. "I've been really enjoying spending time with the kids. They’re all something, I tell ya, Liv."

He smiles a bit, when pore the hot water into mugs. "Young Midoriya is getting a bit stronger."

"Has he figured out on how use All For One yet?"

"Um... Well..." Toshinori then looks at her. "I say he's made some broke throughs, without broking few fingers here there."

Olivia just looks at him, and frowns a bit.

Toshinori groans. "That... wasn't funny, was it?"

"No. Not at all."

After the tea was made, the two began walking back too living room. Toshinori wanted wanted ask about Nighteye.

"Did... You happen to see Sasaki at all?"

"I-I... did stop by his agency a weeks ago. He's doing good."

"... D-Did he ask how I was?"

There was long awkward pause as Olivia was trying to come with something to say. But Toshinori said: "I-It doesn’t matter. Forget it."

The reached the living room, and was looking at the 3 stacks of paper still needed to be worked on. Olivia look him and asked: "If you like, I can give you a hand with the grading?"

Toshinori face lit up. "You will?"

"Of course. I do this kind of things all the time. Now c'mon, let's get to work, All Might."

Then the two began getting to work.

As they began the work was flowing Olivia then opened to Toshinori about what happen at Tartarus, and explain what had happened. As she was retelling the story, Toshinori sat there.

He was very shocked and confused after she told him what happen.

"And... After all that happen. I-I haven't really felt right..." Olivia said, rubbing her hand over face.

"That's very strange indeed." said Toshinori. "You've used your minding reading power so many times, as far I have known you never pasted out before when using it on someone." He thought for a a moment. "How knows about this?"

"Well, Chief Tsuragamae for one. He was there when I pasted out. Then Recovery Girl, Nezu and now you." Olivia was looking side. "I-I still have told my husband yet.'

"... Olivia, you need to tell Aizawa at some point." said Toshinori.

"I-I plan too when he gets home. I-It's just...Ever since that happen, I-I felt on edge."

Toshinori looked at her. She was shacking. "I-I still feel like I'm still trap in The Nomu's mind. No matter how hard I try push the feeling aside, it keeps coming back. I-It frightens me, Toshinori."

Toshinori wasn't sure what to say at this point. He gave Olivia a sympathy look. He had met many other people with same psychic quirks, but this was the first he has ever head a minder reader pasting out trying to read someone's mind.

However there was a lot that he and the other don't know about The Nomu.

"Olivia," he said. "I don’t understand what you saw or going through. But understand it must have awful a lot. And I want you to know that it's okay to be scared."

"I-I know!" Olivia snapped. "I-... I know. S-Still I-I..." She stopped and looks at the floor. "I-I just wish I was a bit more braver."

"Heh. You're kidding, right?" Toshinori smirk. "Do you not know you are?"

Olivia looks at as he began chuckling.

"You're the Fearless Valkyrie, right?"

"... Y-Yeah." Olivia nodded.

"That's right." Toshinori cross his arms. "I remember all month long, all over media and school people were talking about how incurably brave and strong The Valkyrie is. Why a few weeks, you and Hawks saved those people from that highjacking, and when you were working with FatGun you help him save those small kids who were being chance down by those hooligans."

Olivia stairs at him while he was speaking, and then he reached over and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"I have know and worked with you for years, Olivia. You're one the most bravest people I have met. And I alway want tell you talking about me about this is also a brave thing to do, as well." Toshinori smiles Olivia a reassuring. "So, it okay to be scared."

There was long pause Olivia nods and began whipping her eyes. "T-Thank you, All Might."

He just smiles, then he and her began getting back to work.

Meanwhile back the school in the nurses offices, Shuzenji Chiyo was sitting at desk looking over some paperwork when she heard knocking at the door.

"It's open." said Chiyo.

The door slowly opens, and Shota came walking in.

"Oh, Aizawa." the old woman said, turn too look too see who came in. "What can I help with, dear?"

"Sorry too bother you, but I was wondering you had any eye drops." said Shota, rubbing his dry eyes.

"Of course I do." Chiyo hops off from her chair, and points too with her left hand. "It's the top cabinet next to the peroxide."

Shota nods and walks over into the office, and over to the cabinet.

"Thanks. I just realize that the eyedrops I do carry is empty." said Shota.

"Not an issue. I always have extra just incase." Chiyo said, going back to some paperwork. "I heard Valkyrie was at the school today. All the children were talking about her none stop all day."

"Yep."

Shota groans as he was putting the drops in eyes. "She came walking into my class this morning. It took a while for my class to settle down." After he was done using the eye drops, place the bottle in his is small pouches that was on his belt. "Worse part it during my nap."

Chiyo giggles. "Still I think it's very sweet that all the youngster have a new role model to look up too."

"Heh. I guess." Shota smiles a bit.

"Oh! Oh, heavens. I almost forget."

The elderly woman turns in her chair and hops down from it, and began walking over to table where a small be white began was sitting.

"Valkryie had order her medicine to be deliver to my office and I forget let her know that it came today." She picked the beg. "Aizawa, would mind bring it too her for me?"

Shota nods, and takes the small bag when Chiyo walked over and handed it too him.

"By the way has is she doing?" asked Chiyo. "Has she had any issues?"

Confused Shota gives the older woman an odd expression. "No. Why? Did... Did something happen...?!"

Chiyo's sweet smile slowly began to fading. "I-I... Oh, my. I- I thought Valkyrie would have told you about happen at Tartarus."

"... W-What.. What are talking?! What the hell happen at Tartarus!?" said Shota

Chiyo looked at him for a few moments, then lets out sigh and began explaining what happen.

After she a few moments, Shota was breathing heavily, and just nods. "I-I... I need get home. Thanks, Recovery Girl..." Without saying another word, Shota walks over too the door, began rushing home.

Chiyo just there with a slight worried expression her, and sighs.

Shota power walked back to the teachers as he got closer, he tried to remind calm and relax as he walked into the building he basically shutting the door a bit hard, which made Hizashi, Kan Sekijiro and Kurose Anan jump slightly and look over at the door.

"Could you close the door any hard, Eraser?" said Kan, a bit annoyed.

Shota didn't answer, he just walks over to them. "Where...? Do you guys know Liv could be?" he asked.

"She's in the living room area with All Might and McFarland grading test and homework." said Anan.

Shota didn't say a word, he began walking over the down the a hallway. Hizashi realizing something was up, excused himself and began walking after Shota.

"Aizawa! Yo!" Hizashi siad, finally catching up to him. "Sho? What's up?"

"Not right now, Yadama. I have to make sure that Liv is okay..."

Hizashi just looked at him, but fellowed him none the less, as they reached the living room.

Toshinori, along with Rose who sitting on chair cross from him and Olivia helping grade papers.

"You two have been such life savors. Thanks for taking the time too help with all this." said Toshinori.

"Aww, it's no problem." said Olivia, with smile.

"Yeah. We don't mind helping you out, All Might." said Rose, placing another test on a large stake of all ready graded homework and test.

Then Shota and Hizashi came walking into room.

"Hey, Teach, hey, Mic." said Rose, with a small wave.

Olivia looked and saw Shota, then said: "Would you 2 excuse me for a few moments?"

"Yeah, I can help All Might do the rest of the grading, Valkyrie." said Rose

"You sure?" asked Olivia.

Rose nods. "There's not much to do. So I got the rest of this."

Olivia nods and stood there began walking over, she got closer she saw the worried and upset look Shota's face.

"U-Um... Hey, are you okay?" she asked.

"... We need talk. Now." said Shota, in a bit in harsh voice tone.

"I-I know." said Olivia, sounding a bit off grade. She looked at Hizashi picked up on Shota as well, and looked a little worried.

"Excuse us, Yamada." said Shota.

"Y-Yeah. Sure."

Hizashi stood there, watching the two walk away.

The two walking silent as they began making their too their shared apartment, and Shota open the door. Olivia felt anxious about tell Shota everything, as the two walked into the apartment they were in the small living room.

Before Olivia could speaking, Shota had his back to her,

"When were you going to tell me about Tartarus Prison?" he said.

Olivia looked at him, shocked. "What...?"

"You went to Tartarus Prison too get some information The Nomu that attacked the U.S.J., right?" Shota slowly turn to her, seeing he the angry look on face. "When you used your minding reading, you pasted out and you didn't bother tell me... Right!?"

Olivia didn't say anything at first. "... Y-Yeah. But... How did you--?"

"The old woman told what happen! D-Damn it, Liv!" snapped Shota. He places a hand over face, and sighs.

Olivia starred at him, and felt a wave a quilt. She knew had Shota would be upset with her, and he had every right to be.

Taking a deep breath Shota asked: "P-Please, Liv. Be honest with me. Did you past on your one missions?"

Sallowing the lump in her throat, Olivia nodded: "Yes. I-I did."

Shota crossed his arm. "Okay? Why didn't tell me before? Hell, why didn't at least call me?"

"I-I don't know. I don't know... I-I was... was I was scared."

Shota then looked at her. Olivia trying hard to compose herself, but her voice was began breaking. "I-I have no idea what the hell happen back at Tartarus. Still I'm trying understand, and I-I just too forget it." Olivia began breathing heavily. "When I-I was reading that things mind, I-I didn't feel anything... I-I felt ... cold and nothing."

The anxiety that she was feeling for the past week, all came out as she was talking. She could not hold back.

As she was talking Shota just looked at her his angry quickly went away seeing how distraught she was. He then walked over, and gently places his hands over shoulder.

"Liv... Liv. Shhh... Kitten," he said, in a soft tone. "Come here."

Shota then pulled into closer to him, and lead her too the couch. He sat her down, and just pulls her into a tight hug.

Olivia places gripping onto his shirt, and her face was bearded into his face, has she was hyperventilating.

She felt like body shaking and felt heavily at the same. Her chest was burning as she was catch her breath, her mind was blank but at same time thoughts racing by all at once.

"I gotcha, Baby. I gotcha." said Shota softly. "... It's okay. It's okay."

He was rubbing her back, tracing random pattens on her back, helping ease out the her panic attack.

"Liv, Liv, can you look at me."

She nodded and slowly her violet eyes looking in his dark black one.

"Good. Now take a deep breath, okay?" he said. "Breath in..."

Olivia did what he said, and took one deep breath, then he said: "Breath out."

She did, and after a few moments, Olivia felt a little more calmer, but was sitting holding onto Shota shirt.

He still was handing her tightly, and looked at her. "Are you okay?"

"... N-Not really." said Olivia, pulling away slightly. "I-I... I... Um..."

"I know. Panic attacks sucks.” Shota said, with soft on his face.

"Y-Yeah..." Then a sharp pain went through Olivia's head, and she places a hand over head. "Ahhhhh! F-Fuck... My head..."

"H-Headache...?"

She nodded, Shota then slowly got from the couch, and headed into the kitchen. Olivia could hear small clatter, and water running.

Her vision was a bit foggy, then she saw Shota coming back with small of water in front her. He then picked the small water bag that Chiyo gave too him, and pulled the an organ bottle.

He then opens the bottle, and pulls out small blue pill.

"Okay. Here take this."

He then holds out pill and the glass of water too Olivia who took the pill and popped into her month, and then glass of water.

She took two big gulps before placing the glass down on the table and sighing.

Shota then rubs her back. Olivia stair off into space for a few moment, then looked at him and said: "I-I.. I wasn't honest with you."

"No. No, you weren't."

"I-I'm sorry. I-I... I just wanted to forget what I expense. I haven't had that happen to me before, and it... It frighten so much, and I-I didn't want to tell you, or really anyone at all."

Shota didn't say anything, he wasn't sure what he could say. He hated how seeing her like this. He wanted too protected her. Hell he should been there to protech her. He even felt bad for being angry at her in the first.

"I'm sorry I got upset with you, Babe." He said.

"No. Shota, no." said Olivia, she placed her hand on the side of his. "You have every right to be. I-I... I should have told right away about what happen at Tartarus Prison."

Shota sighs, and leans in too give a few kisses, and pulls into a tight hug.

"Just... Please next time if something like that happen again or anything promise me will tell me, Liv."

She just nods, and hugs him.

As the two two pull away, Shota gives Olivia sweet smile. Before there was a knocked the door. Olivia was about to get up to get, when Shota told to sit back down that he will get it.

#aizawa shota #aizawa shouta #mha aizawa #bnha aizawa #my hero acedamia #boki no hero academia #mha fanfiction #mha oc #all might #toshinori yagi #yagi toshinori

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Its like a three stage thing. First its being unable to cum and getting pent up, then its being able to cum but being so pent up it doesn't offer relief. And worse of all is her STILL being in denial. Except instead of her being horny, its the fact that she wants more. Even Paint snapping out of it and joining into help her doesn't get a confession. Like no, you're not fine, PM. Both of them can still see how hard you are and hear you churning up a storm. Blush ain't helping either.

"What are you talking about? I just cu- cli-" PM can't get the words out of her mouth. "I just did it! Who on Earth would need to do it again?"

The White Queen shook her head and sighed. Even with a stomach filled to the brim with cum, nude from the waste down, and leaning on a wall for support, her voice held a certain weight to it.

"Dear, every time one of us speaks your, member twitches at us and drips on the floor." The Queen said. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. If you're still pent up we're happy to-"

"I'm not dripping! It's because you were drooling!"

"I can hear your balls from here, ma'am." Miss Paint noted, sitting on her work desk and cradling the massive, near immobilizing stomach that WQ had given her. "After all you've been through, I'd have expected to see you in here before and after each match! Anyone would need additional relief after so little."

"I'm not 'anyone,' and I do not need 'additional relief!' Now if you'll excuse me, I-"

"Enough, Parcel Mistress. I won't have you deny yourself something you granted me not moments ago." The White Queen stepped away from the wall, approaching PM and placing a delicate looking hand on the mail woman's own stomach, only barely smaller than her own and Paint's.

"And I am not willing to let someone who deserves help walk away without it!" It takes a few moments for Paint to approach them as well, swaying as she tried to keep her balance despite the lake of cum sloshing within her. When she finally gets there, she leans on The Queen for support, shoulder against the taller carapacian's stomach. The monarch runs a hand down Paint's back affectionately, then does the same to PM's stomach, fingers trailing to where their navels would be, then down to the alabaster shaft poking out past it.

"If nothing else, would you allow us to try to help you, even if it's unneeded? For our own peace of mind."

PM is silent for several seconds, shifting on her feet and refusing to meet the others' gaze. In the end, however, not much can get between her and delivering a package.

"...Fine. But only if you two cum too."

#anon #ask #drabble #oh woops my hands slipped #didn't intend to do that #but the words just kept going #the only thing that can beat PM's refusal to address her horniness #is her desperate need #to help cute girls #even if that help #includes fucking them fatter

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Paradise On Earth (7)

Chapter: 7. Dead Calm

Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader

Warnings: Language and Violence

Summary: This is an X Reader insert rewrite of the series Outerbanks, following the plots and events of the series, with certain twists to fit the reader into the story and to make things interesting.

A/N: Y'all are either gonna hate me or love me for this chapter... I guess we'll see. Thank you all for the comments it means a lot to hear from you guys, please Comment or message me to be tagged :)

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Chapter 6 - Series Masterlist - Masterlist - Chapter 8

The day after your grand adventure where you almost got murdered, everything hit you. More like your body, it felt like you were sore from working out, and in some ways you did. All the climbing, jumping, running for your life finally caught up to you. You wondered if the other felt the same. You got your answer soon enough when Sarah busted through your bedroom door with a cheery smile. "Good Morning, sleeping beauty!"

You groaned at her energy, you thought of throwing a pillow her way to ward her off but didn't think you had the strength to.

"It's not a good morning, it's a very bad morning," You shifted to the other side so your back was facing her.

"Is it really? Did you forget about the very expensive bar we almost died for yesterday?" She sat on the other side of the bed with a bounce. "John B and Pope made a plan to get the rest of the gold, unfortunately, my dad wants to hold John B hostage for the day we originally had planned--"

"See, already a bad start to the day," You used that as a lame excuse to stay in bed all day.

Sarah pulled the bedsheets off you, "Get up, buttercup we have things to do."

"What happened to nice, Sarah?"

"Oh she's there, you just need to work with her so we can live happily ever after with a shit ton of money."

You sigh, "Fine I'll get up."

The moment you were changed you were being rushed into the twinkie and off to meet with the rest of the pogues. You were at the chateau for a short while as Kie melted the three gold bars in an old pot with a torch. Your next stop was the pawnshop.

"Hell, of a job on the melting Dr. Frankstein," JJ judged Kie on the gold bar that now looked like a puddle with the wheat symbol still engraved on top.

"Like you could have done any better," She retorted.

"Yeah, I could have I took a welding class-" He started, John B calmed them down before they could get any louder.

"How did I get this job anyway," JJ complained about being the one that had to pawn off the gold.

"'Cause you're the best liar," You snorted.

"That's hurtful, Princess."

"Only because you know it's true."

JJ opened the door to the pawnshop, the bell on top chimed announcing your entrance. You and Kie strolled casually around the small store.

"Think this will work?" You whisper to Kie while pretending to admire the artifacts displayed around.

"Guess we're about to find out," She shrugs. You follow her line of sight to the lady at the cashier pouring some liquid on top of the gold, you assumed something was supposed to happen to prove it was fake or something. The lady inquired where JJ had found this, he fed her some lie and played his part well, you couldn't tell if she believed him or not. She left and came back quickly from another room.

"I talked to my boss, and this is what I can do," She places a piece of paper down on the glass counter.

"Fifty thousand? Do you think I walked in here not knowin' the spot price? Ma'am, I know for a fact this is worth 140 at least."

"Baby, this is a pawn shop, not Zurich, do I look swiss to you?" The lady made a point, you couldn't expect a small shop like this could afford 140 grand. JJ negotiated the price, he had to settle for 70 so the woman wouldn't go to the police.

You had grinned at each other, trying to not make it obvious at the excitement. Here came the rough part, "Here's the snag, I don't have that much denominated here, I can write you a cashier's check."

JJ made an argument, "Ma'am I want the money in cash, that's what that sign says" He points to it, "that's what I expect."

"Well, I have to send you to the warehouse, I have the money there. Is that all right?"

"Where's this warehouse?"

Next thing you know you're on the way to the disclosed location the woman gave. There was something about this that was off, how could you trust that the lady would actually send you to a warehouse to receive the money? As much as you didn't believe there could be that much money at the pawnshop, it was a pawnshop, they had to have that type of money.

Either way, you and the rest of the group sat in the twinkie heading there anyway, you all voiced your suspicions on where they kept the money. You were on the cut, part of the address was a name 'Resurrection drive'. If there was any place you would think they'd have the money is figure eight, but here you were going to a place none of you had ever heard of.

"There's nothing but weeds out here," Kiara peered out the windows. The road was long with greenery on either side. The sound of a police siren signaling John B to pull over.

"Cops? Out here?" You spoke alarmed.

"God, are you kidding me?" JJ exclaimed.

"What did we do?" Sarah asks aloud.

"Stash that," Pope commands. You all look at each other in confusion, John B asks JJ if he brought the gun, he said no so that was one less thing to worry about. JJ rushed to put the gold and the weed in his bag, stashing it all away in a seat's hidden compartment.

You heard a gun cock and whipped your head to the driver's seat, the window was open and there was a guy holding an automatic weapon to your brother's face.

"All of you, hands in the air, right now!" The guy with a skull mask covering the bottom of his face shouts. "Out of the car! Let's go!"

John B gets out of the driver's seat with his hands in the air, the guy shouts out demands to let you all out of the car. Sarah gets out second, Kie third, you fourth then Pope and JJ. Though the anxiety of the situation began to kick in, you felt tired of the constant fear for your life since this whole thing started and all you could think of right now is how you should have stayed in the comfy bed of yours in the Cameron house.

JJ began to speak but was shut down by the voice with a gun, shoving you all back and telling him to shut the hell up.

"Lay down in the ditch! Lay in the ditch!" He points with his shotgun. The six of you follow in his command kneeling down, then on your stomachs, with your hands behind your head. You feel your heart pounding through a reflection of the ground.

"Don't let me see you with looking at me!" He walks away from you backward and with his gun still pointed at you all. You could think of any scenario in your head right now where you could escape this alive without him getting away with this, but he had the gun and could easily kill you all right now. Your breath was shaky and your eyes watery, this would not be a cool way to die. And it was all because of the lady at the pawnshop.

"This is a setup guys!" You say, shakily.

"That old bat shanked us," JJ's anger radiates next to you, he punches the ground with a string of curses.

You turn your head hearing Sarah's pleading whimpers, John B got up from his position on the ground. You stare at him wide-eyed, whispering "John B get back down, please."

He puts a finger to his lips and sneakily makes his way to the cop car. He hops in the backseat of it and at this point, you're ready to kill him yourself. You wouldn't be able to handle it if something happened to him because he decided to play hero, you pray he doesn't get caught.

"All right, you all stay just like that, unless you want your brains blown out all over this road. Don't move your goddamn heads, okay?" The guy comes out of the van barking out orders again. John B was still in the cop car, you hoped the man wouldn't notice his absence. He got into the driver's seat of the car, then came the grunting.

JJ ran to them and the rest of you hastily got up, right after JJ delivered his blow, you threw one but were shoved. John B who had the gun, clocked him in the back, he was down on the ground with you, Kie, and Sarah kicking him in the stomach.

"You son of a bitch!" Sarah yelled at him, John B pulled down his mask and JJ was quick to identify him.

"I know this asshole! He's a basehead, he sells coke to my dad."

"He probably knows my brother," Sarah mentions. You internally roll your eyes at that, great.

"Listen, I couldn't hurt any single one of y'all--" He begins but JJ smacked his face with the butt of the shotgun. He digs into his pocket and checks his ID, "We got one last stop."

JJ shoves everyone out of his way, "Let's go see where this son of a bitch lives."

You walk right behind him, ready to leave the asshole who threatened your lives. JJ was furious, more so than any of you all combined,~~ and frankly, you didn't blame him. Not that you thought the others did but they thought jumping him was enough, you didn't you wanted revenge. What was supposed to be a peaceful and happy day where you just get the money you worked so hard for, turned out to be just another day you almost get shot at. You were over it.

~~~

"Welcome to crackhead wasteland," You observe your surroundings. Trash was littered all over the front yard of this guy, Barry's, trailer home.

"I don't know about this, man," Pope speaks cautiously. JJ turns the ignition off when he reaches the front.

"Dude, why are we at Barry's?" John B asks.

"This'll only take a second," JJ steps out, you step out with him.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" John B questions you.

"Probably the same thing JJ's about to do," You answer, hurrying after JJ. John B warns you to come back to the van, you flip him off, walking into the wrecked home.

"What are we looking for?" You pipe up as you watch JJ rummage around the kitchen.

"His money stash," He mutters. "I know you got some around here somewhere."

You search with him, moving things around where you think he might've hidden it. Once you've done your assessment you move to the next room leaving JJ behind. You look under the bed, then the closet, and bingo!

A duffel with wads and wads of cash, you slip one in your back pocket then call out for JJ.

"Holy-- fucking amazing!" You didn't know whether he was talking about you or the money but you blushed anyways. He rubs his jaw and stuffs a good amount into the bag leaving around four rolls on Barry's bed.

"What are you doing?" You hear your brother's voice from the kitchen.

"Getting even!" JJ responds. You walk out with JJ who's holding the duffel, "All right, took care of business."

John B grabs ahold of JJ biceps, staring directly into his eyes, "Hey, look at me if you keep going down this road you're gonna end up just like your dad--"

JJ slams John B into a pantry door, "Watch your mouth, man."

"Whoa, JJ, calm down!" You look at the position JJ and John B are in.

"It's fine, Y/N," JJ assures then goes back to John B. He said it was fine yet still has your brother pinned by his collar, "Aren't you tired of being messed with?"

"That's not the point, JJ," JB answers. JJ releases John B and walks out, the two of you left standing there trying to process what just happened. You just wanted to get something out of another life-threatening situation the next your brother and the guy you're in love with are about to fight.

"And you, what the hell are you doing?" John B looks at you disappointed.

"I'm just trying to live my life, John B," You sigh.

"This is not living your life, Y/N, you-we don't need any more problems. And you following in JJ's example isn't helping, I can somewhat understand what he's trying to get at but you?"

"What about me?"

"This isn't you, yeah you can do some stupid shit sometimes but going into some drug dealer's house to rob him, isn't."

"Desperate times, John B," You try to defend.

"Not this desperate, Y/N. And you're doing this for what? A silly little schoolgirl crush." He walks out on you shaking his head. You stood there in shock at what he just said, it wasn't true, mostly. You were doing this for you making decisions on your own without his lead which is what you always do. This wasn't the right thing to do but then again none of what you guys are doing is normal. Running from bad guys, chasing after hidden treasure, living in a dump, and now in a mansion? How dare he?

When you finally walkout, the others are giving JJ shit for stealing the money, Sarah's announcing her fear of Barry coming after you all again and Pope's worried it might some rivalry you don't need.

The bottom line was Barry already came after you, he knows you have the gold and even if he didn't care about the gold, you all jumped him so when he sees you most likely it's gonna be on sight. There's no point in preventing shit now when shit already went down.

"J, Relax."John B tries to calm him down but ends up getting slammed up (again) against the van.

"You feel like a tough guy now, huh?" John B yells at him. "What're you gonna do when comes after us?"

"Punch him in the throat."

"Yeah, good fuckin' idea, JJ."

"I'm not putting it back," JJ states and steps into the twinkie. You stand there awkwardly with the rest of the pogues who expect him to go back and return the money. The stack of it that you planned on using for groceries and other necessities burn in your back pocket, it was hidden behind the printed shirt you borrowed from John B.

"You guys getting in or what?" He calls out to you all. He waits for a second then walks out again waiting for you all to say something.

"We're sick of your shit," John B expresses.

"Oh, my shit?"

Kie chimes in, "Yeah, your pulling guns on people shit."

Then Pope, "You acting like a maniac--"

"Pope, I took the fall for you, man! Know how much money I owe because of you?" JJ brings it up.

"I'm gonna pay you back and I didn't ask you to do that!"

"I just did! Pay it back right here, right now, with Y/N's help but pretty much by myself." He glances at you then the others, "You know what, that's exactly what I'm gonna do, go off by myself."

"JJ," You go after him. John B holds you back, "Just let him go." You hear Kie say.

"Are you guys serious?" You shout at them, "He just went to jail for Pope, and yeah you said you were gonna pay him back but he's doing this so you don't have to!"

John B shakes his head at you while the others just stare, "I know you guys, think this is stupid as hell but we almost lost the gold because of Barry. What would we have do then, huh? 'Cause I know my shifts at the country club aren't gonna cut it."

"I'm gonna get a job--" You cut John B off, taking out the stack you took.

You rip a couple of twenties from the rubber band and shove it in his chest, "There's your paycheck."

You stalk off in the direction you assumed JJ went.

~~~

Thirty minutes and you had no sight of him, you should've left when he was still close by. You weren't lost which was a good thing but you were not in the best neighborhood either. The sound of a motorcycle drove past you which had you paranoid especially since you didn't hear it drive off in the distance. Instead, it made a U-turn and made a stop right next to you, you cursed silently hoping whoever it was, wasn't dangerous.

"Y/N?"

You breathe a sigh of relief, it was Rafe, not as dangerous as a stranger that you couldn't handle.

"Hey," You walk up to him despite your brain warning you not to.

"What have you been up to, why are you out here alone?" He asks as if he cares. The thought of him being concerned has your body lighting up with hope.

"Uh, not much," Maybe you could use him for a ride to the chateau but think no, I can't the others are not gonna be happy. "Do you think you could give me a ride to your house?"

"My house?" He smirks.

"Yeah, I kind of live there now..."

"Don't you have other things to do, like escape drug dealers?" He quirks a brow, how the hell did he know about that?

"W-what no," You stutter "Where did you get that idea?"

"Barry came by the club and he was not happy," He shakes his head.

"Well, I have nothing to do with that, and if you're not gonna give me a ride I better keep walking."

"I know this is the kinda thing you, your brother and your friends do but dragging Sarah into this?"

"This kinda thing? What do you think we do, Rafe?" You glare at the boy, "Maybe you find this hard to believe but unlike you, we have better things to do than rob dealers."

"Not from what I heard, passed by John B and Sarah by the way," He pointed to the road he just drove from.

"Listen, you have no idea what's going on so you can't talk shit about things you don't know about."

"Maybe not, but I know Barry and he's gonna come after you all," He pulls up his sleeve. "If you don't wanna believe how dangerous he is take a look at this," He shows you a well-sized burn on his forearm. You trace the edges of the wound carefully, "Jesus."

"All I'm saying is try not to dig yourself a deeper hole, whatever ever shit you're in to get the hell out of it, and try not to bring Sarah down while you're at it." You roll your eyes at his form of a warning.

"Thanks, seems like your brother of the year but she's fine where she's at. Now all I asked for was a ride and since it doesn't seem like your gonna give me one I'll be on my way."

"Angel, come on." He calls after you then hops on his bike riding it to where you were, he takes off the helmet passing it to you. You stare at it skeptically then concede, slipping the helmet on sitting behind him.

"You have to wrap your arms around me so you don't fall off."

"You'd like that wouldn't you," You murmur but wrap your arms around his middle anyways, you don't see the smile Rafe has planted on his lips.

"What was that?"

"Just drop me off at the wreck," You make up some other words rather than repeat yourself. You assumed that's where your friends were going to be.

~~~

You tell him to pull up by the back, you couldn't risk being seen on the back of his bike with him of all people. You pull off your helmet and step back from the bike.

"Thank you," You turn to leave him but were stopped by him stepping in front of you.

"Whoa, I think I deserve a better form of gratitude," He holds you by your biceps.

"I think thank you was enough," You go to move again but was held steadily.

"Really, Angel?" He speaks softly a tone you never thought to hear from him, ever. He leans down to kiss you but you release yourself from him, jogging away.

"I gotta go."

You open the door to the wreck and were greeted by the cool air inside, it helped cool your blushing cheeks. Pope, Sarah, Kie, and, John B were sitting around an empty table talking.

"It's too dangerous to pawn this thing off piecemeal," Pope paced around. "So our best bet is to go down there and get the rest of it."

"So then how are we gonna get the actual cash," You spoke as you walk towards them.

"Where'd you go?" John B asked. Kie looked at you hopefully, "Did you find JJ?"

You ignored John B's question and avoided his gaze but answers Kie, "No, unfortunately."

Her face falls and Pope continues his rant, "Bring it all up at once, put it in a safe or a vault or something. I don't know just until we can find someone who won't rip us off. I can figure it all out tonight and be ready by tomorrow morning."

"All right, let's do it," John B agreed.

"What about that thing with my dad?" Sarah asks you look at John B questioningly.

"I have to go fishing with Ward."

"You can't get 400 mil 'cause you're gonna go kill fish?" Kie looks at John B with a seriously? face.

"I have to!"

"Blow it off, it's 400 million in gold!" Pope tells your brother.

"I have to, okay? he saved me and Y/N, if it weren't for Ward we'd be in foster care so I have to go, plus it'll be better to do it at night." He excuses.

"Like you said he saved us but you don't see me going fishing with him," You shrug.

"Just let him go fishing, at least JJ will probably have washed up by then," Kie tells you.

"We should hunker down here for the night," You say getting out of Heyward's truck. The group separated, John B took Sarah somewhere while you, Kie, and Pope took off in Heyward's truck at the Chateau.

Lights surrounded the yard and a jacuzzi sat in the middle, JJ was in the bubbled water with a bottle of champagne. Mini inflatable swans swam around JJ who wore what looked like an expensive pair of glasses.

"What did you do, JJ?" Pope spoke incredulously.

"I got a jet going straight in my butt right now," JJ chuckles. You look him in the face from where you're standing and his already busted lip looks open again. "Y'all should get in immediately, you hear me?"

Pope and Kiara stood in shock trying to process how JJ must've spent his restitution money. Something clearly happened and he was not okay, JJ was drunk off his ass already, pouring champagne in the water trying to pour it in a glass.

"How much did this cost?" Pope asked demandingly.

"Uh, with the generator, the petrol, and oh hey express delivery... pretty much all of it, yeah" He slurred out the words cheerfully.

"All of it?" Pope shouts. "You spent all the money in one day?"

"Yeah, burned a hole right through my pocket but I mean like come on guys, look at this finest in jet-based massage therapy, that's what they told me." He spouted out, waving his arms around like you guys couldn't see all the luxury you had now. "Kie, what? Can't a man have a little luxury in life?"

"C'mon all this scrimpin' and scrapin', Princess, you see all this right? I know you'd enjoy this." He looks at you with his eyes all puffy, your eyes soften at the vulnerable look of him. "You only live once, right? enough of this emotional shit, get in the cat's ass. Come on." He beckons you all forward but Kie just asks "In the what?"

"In the Cat's ass, that's what I named her, oh I almost forgot," JJ flips a switch, and a disco ball that hung on the tree above begun to spin, and more water spouts out like a fountain. "Disco mode, that's right baby!"

"Are you kidding me? you could have paid for restitution!" Pope yells at him.

Kie joins him, "Or literally given it to any charity!"

"Or better yet you could have helped us buy supplies to get the rest of the gold out of the well!"

"Guys this isn't helping!" You shout back at them, "What's done is done."

"Baby, it's alright because you know what, I got a hot tub!" You whip around at the word he just called you but quickly all thoughts of your feelings were masked by the large bruises on his abdomen. "For my friends, I got a hot tub for my friends, you know what no screw friends, I got a hot tub for my family!"

He speaks the words through sobs and wet cheeks, "I got this for you, look what I did for you!"

"JJ," You take a step toward him.

"No, stop being emotional, it's fine okay?"

"I mean it's sweet right? everything-- just get in." You were already up there with him wrapping your arms around him letting his head fall on your shoulder, "I just couldn't do it." He sobs and reciprocates the hug. "I can't take him anymore, I was gonna kill him."

"Shhh," You rub his back and soon Pope and Kie join in for a group hug.

"I just wanna do the right thing!"

"I know, I know," You say softly.

~~~

"You could stay in here with me if you want," You offer JJ once everyone had calmed down, Pope and Kie knocked out on the couch and pullout. You didn't think JJ would wanna sleep alone tonight.

"Yeah alright," He sniffles slightly.

"JJ you don't ever have to go back there again," You tell him as you lie next to him. "You could stay here even when John B and I are at the cameron's"

He nods, "Thanks."

You shift to turn your back to him, you felt an arm snake around your waist, JJ pulled you to him so your back was against his chest.

"Is this okay?" He made sure.

"Yeah, yeah whatever you need."

Whatever you need? God, you needed help.

Now you didn't know if you would be able to sleep, being so aware of him. The tank top you wore and shorts because of the lack of A/C in your home being this close to him gave you anxiety, you had slept in the same bed before but this was more intimate. He was vulnerable and had just broke down in front of you, in front of all of you. Not to mention he called you baby during said breakdown, you couldn't think about that right now, nope he didn't need you in that way right now.

"Y/N?" He whispered in a small voice.

"Hm?"

"Did I tell you that I got fired from the club?"

"What!" There goes your sanity during work.

"Shh, geez didn't think it was that serious, Frank fired me for the whole crashing Midsummers thing."

"What a dick," You huff. "Now what am I gonna do without you there?"

"Do your job," He chuckled "We got a little too distracted when we were together anyways."

"I think we were the perfect amount of distracted, we still got shit done didn't we?"

"Yeah, you're right," He paused. "Guess what I meant was that I got more distracted around you." You tensed, what the hell did he mean by that?

You had to think of something before he drops it, "I should've gotten fired with you then."

He squeezed your waist, "Nah you're great at what you do."

"You mean waitressing?" You snorted, "Sure."

"What I mean is you're doing great without me holding you back," His small voice came back and your heart broke for him.

"JJ, you could never hold me back if anything you push me to do things better, smarter."

"Why'd do help me with the money?"

"Same reason you did, I'm tired of getting pushed around, I know you guys think I'm an advocate for certain kooks but there's a line. A line that a lot of people even pogues that are supposed to be on our side, push."

He cuddles you closer, digging his head into your hair "I just don't want you to stoop down to my level so much that you get in trouble."

"JJ?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

He laughs, "Okay Princess."

~~~

The next morning you get up and head to the Cameron house where you have your things, you couldn't exactly do what you needed to do today in what you were wearing from last night. Kie didn't bring extra clothes so she offered to drop you off before running wuick errands for her parents. Thankfully nobody was home or at least Rose and Ward weren't home so you didn't have to deal with the awkwardness of it all.

You rush into 'your room' searching for any clothes you might've left around, looking around quickly then step out closing the door behind you.

You didn't notice when you bumped into a hard chest, ready to apologize to whom you thought was Ward Cameron but was actually his son.

"Jesus, Rafe you scared me," You press a hand to you chest.

"You don't live here alone, Angel."

"Your dad's out with John B and I don't know where Rose is and What are you even doing here? I thought Ward kicked you out," You just remembered what Sarah had told you yesterday.

"We weren't finished earlier." Rafe ignored your question and stepped closer to you, closer than he's ever been before, it scared you to think of what you might do in this position.

"That's because I had better things to do than be around a coke whore," You spat at him to push him away. It didn't work, despite his quick temper he ignored you and came even closer.

Not too long ago the boy you love was crying in your arms and here you were in the arms of the enemy a centimeter away from his lips. The hunger in Rafe's eyes as he towered over you made your stomach flutter, this was not something you wanted. This was the opposite but a part of you, a part that you normally kept hidden, yearned for him. He's not the kind of guy you should be with, his history with your friends serving as evidence, but he was different with you, and if only you had more time.

If you had more time he could change, he could be the man he desired to be, one that his dad would be proud of since that is what he so badly wished.

You were pulled of your thoughts by Rafe's head leaning down, your eyes suddenly feel heavy and you could see that his was as well, your faces were mingling close to each other. One move and your lips would touch, your prayers were answered and next thing you knew his soft but slightly chapped lips closed in on yours. He places both of his hands on your cheeks to deepen the kiss and you wrap your arms around his waist bringing his body closer to yours. You both stood in the hallway of his house lips attached with hearts pumping, you pull away what felt like too soon.

"I can't do this," You softly push him away. He doesn't let you go leaning his forehead against yours.

"You just did baby," His words made you freeze. JJ, you forgot about JJ. He called you that just last night. You weren't together but this felt like a betrayal, just last night you were cuddling and now you were here with a guy he hates.

Helping Rafe see the error of his ways by spending time with him was one thing but making out with him was way different. The worst part was you didn't regret it, not one bit.

"Rafe-" He cut you off with a kiss one which you returned, you didn't hear the small footsteps of the youngest Cameron around the corner. Nor did you hear the camera click as you pulled away from him one last time.

And just like many times before you leave him there, "I'm sorry, I have to go."

Chapter 8

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